Post by Patrick Sean Kelly on Jun 28, 2011 13:07:57 GMT -5
diAMOnd
Diamond in the Rough
SHOW NAMEDiamond.
NICKNAMESDia. Diamond. Pony
GENDERGelding
AGEseventeen.
LEVELzero.
STABLESilver Star.
TRAININGwestern pleasure.
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BREEDShetland Pony.
HEIGHT40 inch (Not measured in hands).
APPEARANCEHe is white. He’s a short shaggy pony with pretty much no color. He was white years ago, but he’s no longer white. He’s a normal Shetland pony, and quite cute with Hope, and western tack on his back. He’s not exactly beautiful, but he’s a good lookin’ pony. Short legs, short neck, stocky. You know normal Shetland. There’s not much to say on him. He’s average, has no brand, and nothing beside’s his color to make him special, though flowers to get braided into his hair, or ribbons. Depending on what Hope finds to put in his hair, Grass get’s used as well..
PERSONALITY[/blockquote]Calm, relaxed. Dia never moves faster than a trot, and never acts out. He likes to just mosy about, and is used to being a noble steed to a pretty princess. He knows how to treat children and will do as they wish, though if they start to tug and pull on his he’ll have none of it. He teaches children mannars, and how to ride. He does know tricks, and will play them on people, expecially rider’s who know what they are doing. He’s relaxed and calm, and has almost no bad reactions to anything it seems. He isn’t afraid of anything, though he’s stuborn at times.
OWNER[/blockquote]Patrick Sean Kelly.
HISTORYDia’s a little girl’s horse. From a young age he was trained for being a ‘first horse’. He’s small size made him perfect for little girls and boys, though usually the girls wanted the white pony. He avrages a home ayear, with parents not realizing that you should byh him when he’s young. Then five years ago a couple came to the auction. The woman was pregnant, and her husband, crouched to watch him. He snorted at the red head but moved forward in the dirty pet to shove his nose through the bars. He got a laugh and a pat for that. And later he found a new home. He was gonna be the soon to be born baby’s horse! He was happy, even with the other large horses, which he couldn’t keep up with, but they were a family. Even when the female human died, leaving the male, and human foal alone with the matriarch, he was willing to do as he was asked. Life was easy, and he hoped he wouldn’t leave. Little did he know that even if he wasn’t going to be ridden by Hope he was going to stick around.
NAME[/blockquote]Flame.
EXPERIENCEFive YEars.
REFERRALHazel.
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