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Description
Name: Rune
Age: 20
Gender: Mare
SO: Heterosexual
Mate: ---
Herd: The Olde Herd
Rank: Knight.
Breed: Spanish mustang
Height: 15.2 Hh

Personality:

Witty |

Rune thrives off of smart comments and sarcastic remarks, though mainly to amuse herself. She isn't that skilled at showing emotion or confessing her problems because of her slight sense of pride. Pride that she worked so hard to obtain. She's usually a good tempered mare with an equally good sense of humor, unless you give her a reason not to be. Rune enjoys making others happy, which at times can be her downfall. Sometimes she forgets to have a laugh for herself.

Loyal |

When Rune gives her word, she will fight as hard as she possibly can to keep it. It's not too hard to befriend her, but it's nearly impossible to chase her away. No, she isn't clingy, but she seems to give others second chances. Third chances. Possibly too many chances before finally realizing that maybe they aren't the best horse to have around. She's always there to lend an ear, though she may only have silence and a nod to offer afterwards.

Opinionated |

Once Rune believes something, she BELIEVES it. Yes, she may need a bit of proof to persuade her, but once you win her over she is painfully unwavering. She will happily argue and defend her thoughts and beliefs, and most of these usually end in fights, but she has no problem with that. If you ever want to get her angry, challenge what she stands for. At times she can be a bit overbearing trying to spread what she thinks is right, which is a reason for... most of her little scuffles.

Extremely Defensive |

Whether you're asking how her family is doing, or telling her how pretty she looked today, she will subconsciously find some way of making it an under the table insult and instantly become hesitant on responding. This comes from the fact she had been teased as a foal and how she had to constantly be on guard out on her own. The slightest sound makes her jump if she's not expecting it, and the slightest shift of tone in a conversation can send her on a defensive rant. Some say she listens too carefully.

Somewhat Social |

Though Rune loves to have her moments of just her and her thoughts, she also enjoys social interaction. She loves good conversations and having a good time in the company of others. She aims to avoid being socially awkward, though inescapable at times. Rune only pulls away when the conversation becomes a little to 'deep' for her comfort, unsure and unsettled about the fact others could possibly see her... have emotions other than the ones she puts on display.

History:

---The Beginning ---

Rune has no sob story, nor does she flaunt her misfortunes around to collect pity. She was raised in a small herd with most of her family, which included three older brothers and plenty of male cousins to go along with it. Rune, being the only female besides her mother and a few of the older mares, seemed a bit out of place. She would be teased and lessened by her brothers since she was 'the little girl', too weak and fragile to do anything of worth. Of course, this didn't settle well with little Rune. Over time, she started to grow very competitive. She would force herself in on the games and 'training' sessions the males would do, showing off and at times doing better than them, which she would never let them live down. Ever.

---- Adolescence/Early Adulthood----

After a while, Rune decided to split from the herd. Most of the elders had passed, and only her and her mother stood. The herd had sizzled out, and despite the concerns and hopes from her family, she set out to find something else. What that might be?
Who knows. Maybe a place she could prove her worth. A place being a mare with her attitude wasn't tossed around or looked down on. Her travels were seemingly endless, and the path ahead never seemed to have a finish line. Thankfully it was spring when she left, but winter soon came and the bitter cold that was usually hid by her family greedily tore at her. Rune grew thin and rather helpless.. she hated it. She would refuse help from any fellow loner, and pushed onward until she finally collapsed on a shore. Where she was, she didn't know, but in the distance.... There was an island. Several in the distance, but one caught her eye. Through the light, but relentless snowfall she saw just a single glimpse of hope. She had to get there. There had to be something more out there.
So she stepped into the water, and swam. Whether or not she would make it to the shore was uncertain, but Rune could only die trying. What seemed like years passed and finally the sand would support her hooves. She had made it.

There were distant whinnies over the nearby hills, and though she couldn't muster the strength to investigate then, at least she wasn't alone.

----Olde Herd----

Once settled, which was a task in itself for her, Rune threw herself into training almost immediately. She would prove herself here. Not many friends weaseled themselves into Rune's life, mostly because she was never around. Romance wasn't a topic that plagued her mind, instead technique and strength did. Stallions meant nothing to her but opposition, fellow mares just blurs in her peripheral vision. She fought hard and seemed prepared when the war hit.

She wasn't ready for what she saw.

Rune fought as much as she could, taking a heavy blow to the left shoulder before being tossed across the mud-caked battlefield. Through the lightning cracks she could make out dead members of each herd, ones from Olde she never took the time to even say hello to. It was then she realized how she had been living. Isolated... cold. Selfish in her hunger for pride and power among her herd.. her family. Days past and she wonders what the next step is. Who to speak to, who to try and bond with...

This won't be easy.

TOO EXCITED.
+ 5 tier

Description
Name: Rune
Age: 20
Gender: Mare
SO: Heterosexual
Mate: ---
Herd: The Olde Herd
Rank: Knight.
Breed: Spanish mustang
Height: 15.2 Hh

Personality:

Witty |

Rune thrives off of smart comments and sarcastic remarks, though mainly to amuse herself. She isn't that skilled at showing emotion or confessing her problems because of her slight sense of pride. Pride that she worked so hard to obtain. She's usually a good tempered mare with an equally good sense of humor, unless you give her a reason not to be. Rune enjoys making others happy, which at times can be her downfall. Sometimes she forgets to have a laugh for herself.

Loyal |

When Rune gives her word, she will fight as hard as she possibly can to keep it. It's not too hard to befriend her, but it's nearly impossible to chase her away. No, she isn't clingy, but she seems to give others second chances. Third chances. Possibly too many chances before finally realizing that maybe they aren't the best horse to have around. She's always there to lend an ear, though she may only have silence and a nod to offer afterwards.

Opinionated |

Once Rune believes something, she BELIEVES it. Yes, she may need a bit of proof to persuade her, but once you win her over she is painfully unwavering. She will happily argue and defend her thoughts and beliefs, and most of these usually end in fights, but she has no problem with that. If you ever want to get her angry, challenge what she stands for. At times she can be a bit overbearing trying to spread what she thinks is right, which is a reason for... most of her little scuffles.

Extremely Defensive |

Whether you're asking how her family is doing, or telling her how pretty she looked today, she will subconsciously find some way of making it an under the table insult and instantly become hesitant on responding. This comes from the fact she had been teased as a foal and how she had to constantly be on guard out on her own. The slightest sound makes her jump if she's not expecting it, and the slightest shift of tone in a conversation can send her on a defensive rant. Some say she listens too carefully.

Somewhat Social |

Though Rune loves to have her moments of just her and her thoughts, she also enjoys social interaction. She loves good conversations and having a good time in the company of others. She aims to avoid being socially awkward, though inescapable at times. Rune only pulls away when the conversation becomes a little to 'deep' for her comfort, unsure and unsettled about the fact others could possibly see her... have emotions other than the ones she puts on display.

History:

---The Beginning ---

Rune has no sob story, nor does she flaunt her misfortunes around to collect pity. She was raised in a small herd with most of her family, which included three older brothers and plenty of male cousins to go along with it. Rune, being the only female besides her mother and a few of the older mares, seemed a bit out of place. She would be teased and lessened by her brothers since she was 'the little girl', too weak and fragile to do anything of worth. Of course, this didn't settle well with little Rune. Over time, she started to grow very competitive. She would force herself in on the games and 'training' sessions the males would do, showing off and at times doing better than them, which she would never let them live down. Ever.

---- Adolescence/Early Adulthood----

After a while, Rune decided to split from the herd. Most of the elders had passed, and only her and her mother stood. The herd had sizzled out, and despite the concerns and hopes from her family, she set out to find something else. What that might be?
Who knows. Maybe a place she could prove her worth. A place being a mare with her attitude wasn't tossed around or looked down on. Her travels were seemingly endless, and the path ahead never seemed to have a finish line. Thankfully it was spring when she left, but winter soon came and the bitter cold that was usually hid by her family greedily tore at her. Rune grew thin and rather helpless.. she hated it. She would refuse help from any fellow loner, and pushed onward until she finally collapsed on a shore. Where she was, she didn't know, but in the distance.... There was an island. Several in the distance, but one caught her eye. Through the light, but relentless snowfall she saw just a single glimpse of hope. She had to get there. There had to be something more out there.
So she stepped into the water, and swam. Whether or not she would make it to the shore was uncertain, but Rune could only die trying. What seemed like years passed and finally the sand would support her hooves. She had made it.

There were distant whinnies over the nearby hills, and though she couldn't muster the strength to investigate then, at least she wasn't alone.

----Olde Herd----

Once settled, which was a task in itself for her, Rune threw herself into training almost immediately. She would prove herself here. Not many friends weaseled themselves into Rune's life, mostly because she was never around. Romance wasn't a topic that plagued her mind, instead technique and strength did. Stallions meant nothing to her but opposition, fellow mares just blurs in her peripheral vision. She fought hard and seemed prepared when the war hit.

She wasn't ready for what she saw.

Rune fought as much as she could, taking a heavy blow to the left shoulder before being tossed across the mud-caked battlefield. Through the lightning cracks she could make out dead members of each herd, ones from Olde she never took the time to even say hello to. It was then she realized how she had been living. Isolated... cold. Selfish in her hunger for pride and power among her herd.. her family. Days past and she wonders what the next step is. Who to speak to, who to try and bond with...

This won't be easy.

TOO EXCITED.
+ 5 tier