Orfeo

[horsespirit]

Name: Orfeo
Age: 3
Gender: fae
Breed: Mustang
Alliance: neutral
Height: 15.2 hh
Markings: Blaze
Loves: Stallions that act like gentlemen and foals.
Hates: Those who steal or forces, though she really doesn't care, even if it involves her.
Good points: She is a very gentle and caring fae.
Bad points: If you get her mad, then she is very sassy and a rebel, unless she knows she can't do anything.
Appearance: Orfeo is a chestnut fae with a white blaze. It runs down her face almost like a lightning bolt, but is softed edged and straighter than a bolt. She had no socks or any other markings other than one of her daggers having a stripe of cream heading strsight down on the front of her front right dagger. She has warm, chocolate brown orbs. She comes to 15.2 hh, like most of her kin.
Personality: Orfeo is a kind spirit and doesn't like fighting, though she didn't chose to turn ot the soft life of a light. She would only do that if she needed to rest and take care of herself and heal. She loved the mist and fog of the neutral lands, and was not about to give that up yet. Though the lights had a soft life, it made them softer, and they were in the lap of luxary. They didn't really go through the real troubles that other horses had to face, and she didn't wast that. She was not a timid soul, unless she had a reason to be, but her parents had taught her to not show fear, or give off a fear scent. She could be shy though, and she was a very modest horse. She can switch easily to being not a shy horse if she got really mad, or someone treated her badly. She was very sweet to those she met, but if they weren;t nice back, she would turn mostly defensive and try to get away from them.
History: Orfeo is an African name, but her parents were proud and unique to everything else. They talked with horses that entered the lands, and learned from them. They were interested in the name Orfeo, and so they named her that. She had left them only a few months ago and is a little uneasy in this land, for she was new here. She wondered what had happened to her parents, but she was now alone and she couldn't really think to the past all the time. Her only herd had been her parents because they always were traveling and meeting new horses from everywhere in the world. A few of those horses had blessed her for a good life in their own langauge when she had peeked around her mother's legs looking at the strangers.

[Eloise]

Accepted!