Post by cattaone on Oct 16, 2009 20:31:06 GMT -5
Show Name: The Walking Catastrophe
Barn Name: Catta
Age: 7 years
Gender: Mare
Height: 15.1 hh
Breed: Chincoteague Pony
Bloodline: Wild Chincoteague horse X Wild Chincoteague horse.
Offspring: Starlight Bright (Chincoteague X CrossBreed)
Uses: Jumping, Crosscountry, Dressage, and a little western.
Personality: Calm with most riders, can be spooky at times, because she was a wild pony. Her Crosscountry is OK, Jumping is Beautiful, Dressage is pretty good, western is so-so, pleasure is excellent, in-hand is amazing.
Notes: is food driven.
RP sample!: Catta let herself be slowly led into a stall, feeling the breeze from the open door on her skin. Her lead chain was unhooked, halter taken off, and blanket was checked carefully. The mare nickered softly to the groom, who smiled and shut the door to her home. Ahhh... She immediately dropped to the ground and rolled in the fresh shavings, before standing and shaking violently, and watching the tall man leave. No snacks?! The Chincoteague Pony whinnied, but, being ignored, she neighed. She always got snacks this time of day. The human turned around and trudged back over, fishing in his pocket for a peppermint, unwrapping it, then dropping the delicacy into the bin on the wall. "There, I'm sorry for forgetting your treat" she heard the groom's voice, and, as if she understood, she snorted.
Barn Name: Catta
Age: 7 years
Gender: Mare
Height: 15.1 hh
Breed: Chincoteague Pony
Bloodline: Wild Chincoteague horse X Wild Chincoteague horse.
Offspring: Starlight Bright (Chincoteague X CrossBreed)
Uses: Jumping, Crosscountry, Dressage, and a little western.
Personality: Calm with most riders, can be spooky at times, because she was a wild pony. Her Crosscountry is OK, Jumping is Beautiful, Dressage is pretty good, western is so-so, pleasure is excellent, in-hand is amazing.
Notes: is food driven.
RP sample!: Catta let herself be slowly led into a stall, feeling the breeze from the open door on her skin. Her lead chain was unhooked, halter taken off, and blanket was checked carefully. The mare nickered softly to the groom, who smiled and shut the door to her home. Ahhh... She immediately dropped to the ground and rolled in the fresh shavings, before standing and shaking violently, and watching the tall man leave. No snacks?! The Chincoteague Pony whinnied, but, being ignored, she neighed. She always got snacks this time of day. The human turned around and trudged back over, fishing in his pocket for a peppermint, unwrapping it, then dropping the delicacy into the bin on the wall. "There, I'm sorry for forgetting your treat" she heard the groom's voice, and, as if she understood, she snorted.