Trico | StallionName: Trico
Birth Season, Year: Spring, Year 95
Build: Medium-Heavy (Mustang x Hanoverian x Irish Draught)
Phenotype: Sooty Dappled Buckskin Splash Tobiano (pattern) (color)
Physical Description: Shorter in stature, Trico carries the mass of his mother and the light feathering of his father. His ancestry was once tall and lengthy, but he inherited no such traits. This is what he would consider one of his strengths, as his center of gravity falls lower than the typical stallion. His coat is often dirty, accentuating the sooty coloring to his coat, and hiding the once pristine white of his markings. His eyes are the softest feature about
The Ghost of Christmas Yet-to-Come.You will see where we all soon will be.
I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic,
And I'm ready to meet my maker.
Featuring Princess Elebrea
Spring, Year 1993 of the New Age
Austerian Territory, Elebrea’s Private Tree
To say she was powerless would be the understatement of the century. In a few short months Elebrea’s entire existence was meaningless. When the young Crown Princess was born Elebrea had her share of panic attacks, but it seemed to ebb away as time went on and the pretty red doe aged into a skilled wielder of herbs and magic in her own right. She was a recluse, but that wasn't to say she hadn’t lived. Elebrea had lived. She’d known love, though it was more reliance than love. She’d known loss and pain. Most importantly though, she’d known possibility. The possibility of power had b
Loves Babies and Surprises.Featuring Syndri & Clea
Spring, Year 1993 of the New Generation
The Tunnels, Linx Territory
Of all things in the world, babysitting was not something Syndri saw in her future a few short months ago. Then again she didn’t see a rounded midsection in her future either, and here she was two pokes away from bursting open at the seams. Her hocks ached. Her tail was covered in calf slobber, and she hadn’t even dropped the child to be into her life. Clea was pretty cute, there was no doubt about that. She seemed to have a mischievous spirit, well if one could judge a babe at such a young age. Maybe the cow was just projecting herself on the child, but either way she hoped her own calf would carry a similar dark coat.
Alex and Clea’s mother had quested off on a dusk hunt nearly an hour ago, leaving the mismatched pair at an entrance to the tunnels, and since then Syndri ha
Princess Party PlanningFeaturing Crown Princess Cadhara and Princess Elebrea
Fall, Year 1992 of the New Age
Austerian Territory, Near Queen’s Palace
The doe strode confidently through the glades, her servant and guard flanking her on either side. It had been an early morning and she could feel a tremor of tiredness creeping into her limbs. Fortunately, her final task of the day would take little physical effort. She had agreed to help her aunt plan a final celebration before the snows set in. Tomorrow would be perfect for it. Most leaves had already turned brilliant golds and crimsons with only a few green leaves clinging. By the next evening, they too would have turned to match their companions.
Cadhara inhaled deeply as she entered the area. The glade was alive with fresh scents and cool, refreshing breezes. The silver princess surveyed the area, taking stock of what had already been done. Fallen leaves