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[jazz]

"Start the Car,
I Know a Whoopee Spot.
Where the Gin is Cold,
But the Piano's Hot.
It's just a Noisy Hall
Where There's a Nightly Brawl,
And All,
That,
Jazz!"

Dub Me- Jazz
My True Call: Alyssa
I have Seen: 15 Rotations
My Learning Experience: 10
My Love Is: Horses, Reading, Writing
My Movie Taste: Pan's Labyrinth
My Favorite Read: HP, Twilight Saga, Dracula, Myths and Legends
My Music Taste: Opera/Musical, Punk, Pop, &ect
My Anime Obsession: Hellsing
My Ice and Cream: Chocolate Mint/Blackberry Cobbler

-More will Come-

[jazz]

Dub Him:Dyre
His True Call:Dead End Point
His Hourglass:5 Turns
His Form:Stag
His Blood:Friesian
His Heirbearer:None
His Hue:Black
His Size:16.7-17hh
His Alliance:Desert Sun
His Foals:Chris

bYthE-pRiCkinG-oFmYtHumBs-!

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P E R S O N A


Dyre has a less than noble personality. He is dark minded and c.ocky. He enjoys the darker side of life and is prone to morbid and sometimes rather nasty thoughts. He thinks of himself as a ladies stud and expects even the best of mares to fall at his hooves.
Although despite the fact that he can be dark, he is also a bit less serious than most other stags, being able to lighten himself up, mostly around Vix and young foals. His disposition completely changes around foolish young stag's and those who wish to challenge him for Vix or his status. Dyre can then be extremely brutal and merciless, preferring to fight until the other is dead at his feet. Whenever he is matched, the challenger immediately gains his respect; when defeated, he gives deep apologies and bows at skill greater than his own.
Despite being dark and despicable, he does keep a sense of honor and prefers the thrill of winning fairly than the guilt of cheating. For when one cheated, it proved that they where not strong enough to win anyway..

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sOmEtHiNg-WICKEDtHis-wAycOmEs!

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A P P E A R A N C E

Dyre was born from a rather large 17.3hh Clydesdale father and a slim but tall 16.5hh Friesian mother, making him an impressive 16.7-17hh.
From his mother he gained a fine facial structure and clean shaped audits, along with a smooth sloped back and a finely curved rump. He was also given long feathers to cover his ankles and a wonderful gait to carry him effortlessly across the land, like a breeze in the grasses.
His father granted him slim, but strong legs to carry his fine, but massive muscle thickness; the most shaping out his thick neck, magnificently built shoulders and a large muscled rump. Along with muscle, his father also gave him his long, wavy black mane and tail, along with his plate-sized daggers, a good slim girth and his deep onyx color that rivals the night sky.
Put together he is a fine best to be reckoned with.

oPeN,lOcKs-wHomeVeR-kNoCks!

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H I S T O R Y

Dyre was born in a small place called 'Golden Bridal Stables'. He was not an easy carry nor birth, and he stole much of his mother's strength, but after three days in the birthing paddock he was finally born, smaller than anyone had expected. His coat, even shimmering after his tongue bath, was dull black in color, and his legs, although too long to hold him, where skinny and knobby. His body was small and slim, and he was not even put on the list of his father's brood.
When he hit his second rotation, he started to grow into his body and the Stables thought it now best to sell him. He went to an Englishman who trained him in the ways of Dressage and Show Jumping, and fed him well until he had grown to far exceed everyones expectations of him. He had a sharp mind, a graceful stride and a fine body, with no ounce of fat what-so-ever, and when he entered his third rotation, he was sold yet again.
This time, he found himself with a young foal, surely not over the age of a rotation for him.. and she seemed to fall for him like a love-struck yearling. She kept him well versed in his Dressage and his Jumping, even taking him over natural jumps outside of the fences.. And she also spoiled him completely, and he found himself becoming even more attached to her.
He has spent two rotations in the hands of his foal, and after arriving in in Desert Sun stables, he has made himself quite at home. Now he waits until the time starts when he will be in the ring with more of those like his foal watching and grading him on how well he shows his skills.

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