`` a shooting star leaping through the SKY !!

[Glenneth Damien Sparrow]

misterFARENHEIT

I'M BURNING THROUGH THE SKIES,
YEAH TWO HUNDRED DEGREES IS WHY
THEY CALL ME MISTER FARENHEIT

SHOW NAME

Mister Farenheit

NICKNAMES

Comet

GENDER

Gelding

AGE

Seven

LEVEL

Zero

STABLE

Damaged Soul Stables

TRAINING

No specific training yet; goes walk, trot, canter. Will jump up to two foot three if you point him at it, but he doesn't actually know what he's doing.

BREED

Canadian/Quarter Horse cross

HEIGHT

15.2hh

APPEARANCE

Comet is a rather broad beast. His chest is wide, likely encasing a lovely, large set of lungs. If only because of his width alone, he feels quite a bit larger than a fifteen point two hand horse. He's built sturdy and strong, with thick bones and the classic, stereotypical "unbreakable legs" of the Canadian. He could twist and jump and leap all day and still be perfectly fine by the end of it, with not a single swollen leg or limp. His coat is a dark brown, nearly black. In the summer it fades slightly so that there are tinges of lighter brown at his stifle, the base of his ears and at various points on his legs. The fur around his nose is always a lighter brown, no matter the season, and he has a long splotch of a star in no particular shape on his forehead. His mane and tail are thick and black, the slight wave-like curl making them tangle easily if not brushed daily. His mane is long, the longest strand reaching from his neck to the point of his shoulder that gets rubbed raw by any blanket with a neoprene "bra" to cover his shoulders and stop the chaffing. Both his ears and his ears are a little bit small, but his face as a whole is very expressive. Some horses are difficult to read, but he reads like an open book through his eyes and his ears, and usually the rest of his body will follow suite.

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PERSONALITY

The quickest way to describe Comet would be to simply call him unique. Strange is likely a better term. He's an odd one, following you around like a little lost puppy. In fact, he's rather dog like in general. He'll give you kisses by licking your hand (or any other part of you, for that matter), he'll stay if told, he'll come when called. It hasn't been trained into him - it just simply is. He's a person horse, he needs people around. Stick him out to pasture in some far corner where he won't get any attention, and the poor guy will go stir-crazy.

He's generally a friendly beast, adoring just about every person he comes across and he likes to make sure that they know just how much he cares. He'll block his stall door so you have to stay, he'll curl his neck around you and pin you to his side for a hug of sorts, he'll rest his head on your shoulder and contentedly take a nap... He'll do just about anything to keep human contact or attention. He's been known to nibble on the ends of someone's hair if he particularly likes them more than others, and he's not beyond pushing his nose up against your mouth so that you have to give him his daily dosage of kisses.

You can tell he's still young, of course. Noises he can't see and particularly strong winds bother him, though he'll walk over to sniff just about anything else, including a car that's going eighty kilometers an hour. Water isn't an issue, unless it's coming at him from a hose, though he has been known to walk right into the middle of a large puddle and then stand there, realize he doesn't actually want to walk through a puddle at that moment, and back right out again.

For all his adorable, forgivable faults, there is one in particular that annoys just about anyone working with him. He's as stubborn as a mule until you earn his respect. He isn't dangerous about it, of course. Rather, he's prone to walking away before you get your foot in the stirrup to hop on, or stopping and refusing to move. On particularly bad days, when he really feels like testing you, he'll back up or side step from one side of the arena to the other, no matter what you're actually telling him to do. Ride it out, and he eventually gives up. It just might take an hour or two first.

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OWNER

Damaged Soul - Assigned to Glenn Sparrow

HISTORY

Comet's life has been pretty simple thus far. He was born at a small stable to a quarter horse mare and he spent much of his life there. He wasn't gelded particularly early in life, in fact staying a stallion until he was four, a few months before he was bought. However, despite this, he has never sired any foals. His training started when he was four and he was backed then partially trained by his new owner. She never really rode him much nor worked with him in general for the two years she had him, so he's still stuck at the very basics with only a few months of solid training, and this has been sporadic. He came to Damaged Soul when he was six, where he has ended up hanging around in a paddock as they waited for the right person to work with him. He's not mean or anything, so they could have stuck just about anyone with him, but they never found the right "fit". At least, not until Glenn came along. It's been a few weeks and the boy still hasn't gone anywhere near the gelding, or even the barn or paddocks, and so Comet has been left unattended.

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NAME

Hazel

EXPERIENCE

Eight-ish years

REFERRAL

Owner

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