Ignazio // male

[Evelyn]

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Name: Ignazio
Age: 7 years
Gender: male
Breed: (Shire x Danish Warmblood x Thoroughbred x Percheron) x (Morgan x Irish Sport Horse x Haflinger x Rocky Mountain Horse)
Herd: --
Rank: --





Eye color: dark brown
Pelt color: flaxen
Markings: white socks with black stockings on all four legs and a white snip
Height: 17.3
Weight: 1200


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Likes: thunderstorms, fighting, mares, having a herd, cold days, winter
Dislikes: nice horses, daytime, summer, hot days
Full Personality: Ignazio can be seen as a sweet stallion at first, for he wants you to like him. He will take you in, give you a home, and take care of you. It will all seem perfect. Well, until he gets bored with you, that is. If you don't give him what he wants, or you're just not interesting enough anymore, he kills you. You are of no use to him anymore, and he feels nothing of it. Even with that said, he does believe in love, though he doubts that he will ever find any, but he usually lets the mares live the longest, especially if they are caring his foals or want to.





Birth Day: October 31
Birth Herd: --
Family: --
History: Ignazio was born in the out-lands of the country. He lived in the desert with his father's herd, for they had been kicked out of the luxorious hills of the countryside. They lived unhealthily, often not finding any food for days and days on end. It was a wonder how many survived. Nazio's farther was harsh and cruel, and taught everything that he knew to Ignazio. Ignazio, in turn, took on a hateful personality just as his father had. Being the first born son, he was the heir and was considered the prince of their small herd. At the age of four, he was given full command of the herd, and his farther took on the position of second in command. Only a few months later, Ignazio was leading his herd along the edge of a cliff when a landslide of rocks came plummeting down the mountain.

His father was killed in the incident, leaving Ignazio to rule the herd alone. He survived with it, leading them out of the desert and into the lands where they were forbidden. Sure, it wasn't the smartest thing that he could have done, but he did it anyway. Fortunately, though, the leader of the herd that had banished them had died and the new leader felt no threat in letting Ignazio's herd live outside of the desert. And so Ignazio lead his herd here. Unfortunately, on the journey, many of the horses in the herd died, leaving the herd with only five members including Ignazio. Today, he roams the lands with his herd, looking for a place to stay and trying to keep his herd alive while still making it grow.

[Stella.♥]

Accepted