Post by Maybe on Nov 26, 2010 13:03:03 GMT -5
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Cambria
gypsy vanner - five years - mare
The Basics
I was born with the name Harlequin Romance, but I go by Cambria.
I have seen five summers.
The blood in my veins is that of the noble Gypsy Vanner.
My biology says mare.
I stand at the height of 15 hands.
I tip the scales at 1300 pounds.
Allegiances
I run with no herd.
I call myself a loner. . . for now.
Family by Chance
My dam was named Harlequin Princess, her location is unknown to me.
My sire, whom I never met, was called Gypsy Ransom, his location is also unknown.
I have many siblings on my sire's side, all of whom I have never met, nor do I know where they are today.
Family by Choice
I give my heart to none.
I have brought none into this world.
In-Depth
See me. I am all hips. My large-framed body is covered in a unique blend of white and dappled-gray, and my large hooves are covered by a fringe of silky feathering. My mane and tail are long and luxurious, and my face is as pretty as a winter sunset.
Know me. Flirtatious and seductive, I will flirt with any male. I use her astonishingly good looks and my powers of persuasion to get exactly what I want. Behind this layer of seemingly confident vitality lies the tortured soul of a cynic. I hardly trust anybody, but no one would ever guess. My emotional walls are higher than Babylon, and even though I may appear to trust someone, I don't. Ever.
I am a full-bodied female, with wide hips and a face to die for. I holds a particular disdain for flighty little females, thin, lithe-bodied hot-bloods with their pretty concave profiles and their tiny delicate hooves. Although I am a large gal, I'm not fat; my Gypsy blood makes me bold and strong, a TRUE beauty. Not only am I tough, but I'm a smart little vixen, too, using my wicked wiles and manipulative ways to get exactly what I want. While other mares are prancing around, tails held aloft, I'm standing beside the stallions, ready to fight behind them, or against them. Whichever is necessary.
This is how it started. I was born and bred in captivity, in a stately Gypsy Vanner breeding farm, they named me Harlequin Romance. When the market crashed and the farm got foreclosed, I escaped into the wild. Since then,I have made a fresh start in the wild, and changed my name to Cambria. Simple, yet sophisticated, fit for a horse of champion bloodlines, don't you think? For years I have roamed alone, with no true home, but I'm tough, and I can handle anything life throws at me.
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