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Post by b i r n a ❤ on Oct 26, 2014 11:37:16 GMT
P E R S O N A L I T Y No one really knows her personality. Well her true personality. Some say she has a split personality disorder but she find it a total bull shit. There isn't another equine that runs the body with her, no it is all her. Only her. She can just play two equines. Both perfectly figured out equines. One is real and one isn't. No one know which is which and she keeps her true identity hidden. She is a two faced girl and you never know which face you will get when you approach her. One has been described as the devil himself and the other is a bit more sweet and cares about others. The devil side of her came forward after her mother left her. Her mother had kept it under control. At early age she had seen what her daughter was capable off and decided it was not time for the world to see it, so she worked on the better side. She is strange and very hard to figure out. Not for everyone but those who get her better side can't get enough of her. Those who want darkness often admire her, she can be wicked and out of control.
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Post by b i r n a ❤ on Oct 26, 2014 11:39:11 GMT
H I S T O R Y In a wild herd where everything runs on the nature, everything that does not look like the rest is looked at like something evil, something that is not really real. When she was born the herd took a one look at her and because of her coloring they thought she were some kind of a devil, sent to them to trying to destroy the herd. Her father was the lead stallion of the herd and her mother just one of the herd mares. No one got the chance to hear what the lead stallion had to say about her because the lead mare made it straight from the beginning that this little filly needed to be killed since she was just pure evil. Of course her mother didn't want her first born foal to get killed so in the darkness of the night her mother took her and ran away with her. She had just started to walk so her legs were shaky but they managed to get away. Otherwise this little would have get murdered by the lead mare of the herd. Her mother never looked back, always told her that they didn't need this herd, it was a bad herd filled with dark equines. Even though they claimed to be all very good equines. She had lived with them and knew how fake they were. They had just been afraid off her because she was something else, outstanding from the rest of them. They were afraid that the little girl would one day grow up and become more outstanding then they were, just because she looked different. So they went on a journey. Just her and her mother. Together. Her mother told her stories about warriors, darkness, equines that had pure hearts of light, forest creatures and everything else a young filly wanted to hear. About royal born foals, princesses and princes. Elves and dwarfs and even dragons. For a young girl like her she wished so hard that those stories would be real. So when they walked through forests she day dreamed about forest elves to come dance with her and help her and mother to get out of the forest. This time of her life was easy, they weren't really on the run since her mother had told her that the old herd wouldn't come looking for them, something about how they were afraid of leaving their homelands. But now they had the freedom ahead of them. Together they lived in the their own little world, where elves were real and dragons flew up in the sky. She was the princess and her mother was the queen. They never joined another herd. Her mother said it was better for the two of them to just be on their own. They didn't need anyone. Her mother wanted to keep her save and was afraid that any herd might try to do some damage on her little filly. So she kept her save. The filly never really thought she was anything different from the rest. Just a high spirited filly that was enjoying her life with her mother. They went to see all kind of places, settled down in a thick forest over the winter. After all they had each other and nothing could come between that. 1 years old: She could feel how she was growing up. Of course she was still just a foal. Only one years old. Had the live ahead of her. Still lived in her fantasy world whee she could control everything. Of course none of it was real but that wasn't important to her. She didn't see the real things anymore, well she chose not to see them. Her world was perfect and that's how she wanted to live. Running around with her mother. She loved her mother so much, the two of them were great together. She didn't want anyone else around but what she didn't know that her mother felt sometimes so alone. Since her mother had lived in a herd, and equines are herd animals they need the company of other equines. One equine is of course better than none but still it isn't the same as a big herd. But her mother didn't want them to go anywhere near a herd. She knew this was just a price she had to pay for giving birth to this special girl. At least for now she was going to stay with her. Maybe one day when she would be old enough to be on her own her mother would find a herd to live in. 2 years old: When you grow older your learn that elves and dragons aren't real. That your mother isn't going to always be there with you. One day when she woke up, she had just turned two, she looked around and her mother wasn't near her. Standing up she searched for her close by and then went back to the place she had slept in. For hours and hours she waited for her mother who never showed up. She had left her, now she was all alone in this world. Had to find a way to survive all on her own. From that moment she hated her mother, she hated her so much for leaving he, for not saying goodby and for most of ruining her own little perfect world. Now her fantasy world wasn't perfect anymore and she would have to live in the reality world until she could create another perfect fantasy world. There she would not add her mother in, no for that time it was gong to be all her. Things happened in this year that really marked her and scarred her for life. She doesn't want to talk about it and keeps this year mostly hidden away from the world. 3 years old: When she came into Wild Equines she wandered around for a while. There wasn't really any direction she was aiming at. The entire world was her place, it wasn't until she decided to go see if the Versai sisterhood could help her figure some stuff out. So she searched for them and found a stallion named Erathel. Deciding to join his herd she is right now still there, working in herself before she will go tackle the rest of this place. Living with Erathel didn't work out so Arwen decided to ones again become a traveler at Wild Equines. There is when she met the stallion Arthmîn who turned out to be the neutral king. She decided to go live in Tremala Woods with him. After few months she realized she was pregnant, not ready to deal with having king's foal she wandered out of Tremala Woods and that is what she is doing right now.
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