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Toy Soldier Age: Young Adult Breed: Dutch Warmblood Sexuality: Straight Mate: Ida Birthday: December 18th |
Personality:
Solly is a gentle stallion, very eager to please. When
he is excited it can be impossible to calm him down, it would take a lot of luck
to actually manage to keep all four of his feet on the ground. He can be timid,
especially in training, he has his doubts when he sees a pole that is raised
over 1 meter which is why he was trained in dressage. He will always stand up
for what he believes is the better option, not really caring if it's right or
wrong.
History:
As my eyes
began to adjust to the darkness, I became colder than before. I missed the
warmth of my mother, and I couldn't find her in this cold, dark world. Letting
out a loud whinny as I paced around the small box, I realized I couldn't see the
sky like in the meadow with the other colts and fillies. A loud honking noise
came from somewhere outside the four walls I was trapped in. Deciding to sleep
my small legs collapsed underneath me, and my head fell to the itchy straw
beneath me.
"Bring the crates onto shore!" I woke up to that voice,
yelling orders at others like the voice, I could hear feet or possibly paws
shuffling and then my small box lurched, sending my tired body flying towards
the other wall with a loud thud.
"What was that? Be careful, these aren't snowflakes, they're living animals.
We need them alive for their owners," the voice yelled again as I was lowered
onto something with wheels. The rest of the trip, I was wheeled across land,
which for me was a relief, the sea had never made me comfortable. The sunlight
began to peer through the cracks in my box and I felt tired again, realizing
how little sleep I had gotten and slipped into a deep slumber.
It must
have been nine hours later because when I woke, the sun was at its brightest. I
felt the wheels below me stop moving and the box opened, I snorted at the light
and stumbled into the corner as one more side of the box was opened. Ropes were
tied tightly around my neck and I was pulled up from my sleeping position. I let
out a weak whinny in protest but the rope only grew tighter around my neck as it
began to dig deeper towards my flesh. My rebelling was accompanied by shouts of
various men. Another rope was whacked against my side, sending me darting
towards the exit of the box.
Soon enough I was in another enclosure, my
legs sore from the long walk from my dark box. I was washed and groomed until I
shone like the sun, it was uncomfortable in the new enclosure, but I wasn't in
there for long any way. Soon I was lead out with a halter, which stung my nose
with the smell of blood but it wouldn't matter, I knew what this was, an
auction, my owner had been speaking of sending the "useless colts and fillies''
to one. Apparently, I was one of them. I was led into another dark room, the sun
here was only in one spot that seemed to follow me wherever I went, one-way
mirrors surrounded me so I wouldn't become spooked by the people I soon found
where watching from the other side. About five minutes later I was led out of
the dark room and back to the small enclosure.
---Three years
later---
"Good boy, you did great today," my owner, Skylar, cooed to me
while rubbing my neck with a gloved hand. The foam by my mouth showed signs of a
long practice, we were preparing for a show. Skylar unmounted and led me to my
stall. The scent of sugar filled my nose as Skylar took a sugar cube out of her
magical pants.
"You really earned it today boy," her gentle voice floated
through the air as I let the disintegrated sugar flow down my throat. Life
couldn't be any more perfect than this moment. With one more pat on the neck,
she was gone, her boots clicking against the paved barn isle. Until tomorrow,
when we would perform in front of millions of people.
Our names were
called and Skylar rode me out towards the arena, the letters so familiar to me,
I hardly noticed them any more. This was it, my chance to shine. All of my
attention on the rider on my back, ears pricked, ready for the smallest sign of
what to do. I heard the audience go silent as I pranced towards the middle of
the ring, Skylar bowed, and off we went. Pirouettes, collected gaits, extended
gates, flying leads, half passes, anything that was possible for dressage was
pretty much there. Adn quickly enough, I was standing in the center of the ring
again, waiting for Skylar to tell me I could return to my comfy stall and
relax.
It might have been three hours later, maybe four, when Skylar came
rushing to tack me up again, I knew what this meant, we had won something. I
stood still as she brushed me quickly and put the uncomfortable bit back in my
mouth, waiting for her to mount. As we trotted off to wherever this award
ceremony was being held, I could hear Skylar muttering to herself, I stopped and
turned my head, nuzzling whatever part of her I could reach with my head and
then turned back and continued to trot on. I could feel she relaxed herself in
the saddle. Soon enough I could hear the impatient snorts of the other horses.
As I rounded the final corner to the arena, a bright light blinded me. Skylar
patted me and led me to where I was supposed to stand and I trusted her.
As I was led into my stall at home Skylar removed the blue ribbon from
my halter and hung it up on the wall next to my stall. The trophy was to e put
in the house for safety. She gave me the longest hug I'd ever gotten and kissed
me on the nose. "Thank you so much boy, I couldn't have done this without you,"
she said with tears in her eyes. I snorted and nuzzled her shoulder in reply,
happy that I was finally somewhere where I would be loved until my death. After
that day, there was no one who could tear me and her apart, I followed her
around like a puppy whenever she was in the stables and she knew that she could
trust me enough to let me do so. There was no sickness or injury that we
couldn't heal by spending time with each other. And that is how I went from
useless, to the best companion anyone could have.
Siblings:
None
Other:
Solly is my 100th character, I'm very happy <3
Solly is a gentle stallion, very eager to please. When
he is excited it can be impossible to calm him down, it would take a lot of luck
to actually manage to keep all four of his feet on the ground. He can be timid,
especially in training, he has his doubts when he sees a pole that is raised
over 1 meter which is why he was trained in dressage. He will always stand up
for what he believes is the better option, not really caring if it's right or
wrong.
History:
As my eyes
began to adjust to the darkness, I became colder than before. I missed the
warmth of my mother, and I couldn't find her in this cold, dark world. Letting
out a loud whinny as I paced around the small box, I realized I couldn't see the
sky like in the meadow with the other colts and fillies. A loud honking noise
came from somewhere outside the four walls I was trapped in. Deciding to sleep
my small legs collapsed underneath me, and my head fell to the itchy straw
beneath me.
"Bring the crates onto shore!" I woke up to that voice,
yelling orders at others like the voice, I could hear feet or possibly paws
shuffling and then my small box lurched, sending my tired body flying towards
the other wall with a loud thud.
"What was that? Be careful, these aren't snowflakes, they're living animals.
We need them alive for their owners," the voice yelled again as I was lowered
onto something with wheels. The rest of the trip, I was wheeled across land,
which for me was a relief, the sea had never made me comfortable. The sunlight
began to peer through the cracks in my box and I felt tired again, realizing
how little sleep I had gotten and slipped into a deep slumber.
It must
have been nine hours later because when I woke, the sun was at its brightest. I
felt the wheels below me stop moving and the box opened, I snorted at the light
and stumbled into the corner as one more side of the box was opened. Ropes were
tied tightly around my neck and I was pulled up from my sleeping position. I let
out a weak whinny in protest but the rope only grew tighter around my neck as it
began to dig deeper towards my flesh. My rebelling was accompanied by shouts of
various men. Another rope was whacked against my side, sending me darting
towards the exit of the box.
Soon enough I was in another enclosure, my
legs sore from the long walk from my dark box. I was washed and groomed until I
shone like the sun, it was uncomfortable in the new enclosure, but I wasn't in
there for long any way. Soon I was lead out with a halter, which stung my nose
with the smell of blood but it wouldn't matter, I knew what this was, an
auction, my owner had been speaking of sending the "useless colts and fillies''
to one. Apparently, I was one of them. I was led into another dark room, the sun
here was only in one spot that seemed to follow me wherever I went, one-way
mirrors surrounded me so I wouldn't become spooked by the people I soon found
where watching from the other side. About five minutes later I was led out of
the dark room and back to the small enclosure.
---Three years
later---
"Good boy, you did great today," my owner, Skylar, cooed to me
while rubbing my neck with a gloved hand. The foam by my mouth showed signs of a
long practice, we were preparing for a show. Skylar unmounted and led me to my
stall. The scent of sugar filled my nose as Skylar took a sugar cube out of her
magical pants.
"You really earned it today boy," her gentle voice floated
through the air as I let the disintegrated sugar flow down my throat. Life
couldn't be any more perfect than this moment. With one more pat on the neck,
she was gone, her boots clicking against the paved barn isle. Until tomorrow,
when we would perform in front of millions of people.
Our names were
called and Skylar rode me out towards the arena, the letters so familiar to me,
I hardly noticed them any more. This was it, my chance to shine. All of my
attention on the rider on my back, ears pricked, ready for the smallest sign of
what to do. I heard the audience go silent as I pranced towards the middle of
the ring, Skylar bowed, and off we went. Pirouettes, collected gaits, extended
gates, flying leads, half passes, anything that was possible for dressage was
pretty much there. Adn quickly enough, I was standing in the center of the ring
again, waiting for Skylar to tell me I could return to my comfy stall and
relax.
It might have been three hours later, maybe four, when Skylar came
rushing to tack me up again, I knew what this meant, we had won something. I
stood still as she brushed me quickly and put the uncomfortable bit back in my
mouth, waiting for her to mount. As we trotted off to wherever this award
ceremony was being held, I could hear Skylar muttering to herself, I stopped and
turned my head, nuzzling whatever part of her I could reach with my head and
then turned back and continued to trot on. I could feel she relaxed herself in
the saddle. Soon enough I could hear the impatient snorts of the other horses.
As I rounded the final corner to the arena, a bright light blinded me. Skylar
patted me and led me to where I was supposed to stand and I trusted her.
As I was led into my stall at home Skylar removed the blue ribbon from
my halter and hung it up on the wall next to my stall. The trophy was to e put
in the house for safety. She gave me the longest hug I'd ever gotten and kissed
me on the nose. "Thank you so much boy, I couldn't have done this without you,"
she said with tears in her eyes. I snorted and nuzzled her shoulder in reply,
happy that I was finally somewhere where I would be loved until my death. After
that day, there was no one who could tear me and her apart, I followed her
around like a puppy whenever she was in the stables and she knew that she could
trust me enough to let me do so. There was no sickness or injury that we
couldn't heal by spending time with each other. And that is how I went from
useless, to the best companion anyone could have.
Siblings:
None
Other:
Solly is my 100th character, I'm very happy <3