Post by Call On Me on Jul 16, 2007 21:57:28 GMT -5
Character Info[/u]
Show Name: Call On Me
Barn Name: Colton
Age: 4
Gender: stallion
Height: 16.2
Breed: Thoroughbred
Riding Discipline(s): hunter, could do eventing
Physical Description: Colton is large for his breed, measuring 16.2 hands. He is very muscular and strong. His copper chestnut coat shines with front stockings, a back coronet, and a star and stripe on his face. He has soft eyes to coplement the large frame as well as a thin mane and tail, that are typical for a Thoroughbred.
Psychological Description: Colton is still young, and his personalilty reflects that. The fact that he is still a stallion only adds to it. He can be quite gentle, but only if he knows he can trust you. He is pretty hyper in the ring and must be worked either alone, or with rather calm geldings. He loves his job and, although he aims to please, can get a little feisty in the ring. He will settle down though once he gets some of his energy out. He is scared of very little, but can't stand the sight of crops and bolts when one is used on him. With a little tlc he could make a fabulous hunter or eventing mount for someone. He just needs to know that you won't hurt him before he will give you his trust and respect.
History: Colton was bred to be a race horse. He was started on the track at age two and retired after just a year and half. Even though he won a fair amount, te owner didn't have the time or money to keep him since he didn't bring in as much as he could. He was purchased by a stud farm nearby, with the hopes that he could be used as a stud. The farm closed soon after his arrival though, so he was sold once again. This time to young man who was determined to turn him into a show horse. He made the mistake of riding the powerful young stud with a crop and spurs, though and made very little progress. He may have really done more harm than good. After a few months he decided to give up hope on him, and here he is today.
Example Post: Colton watched as the girl walked toward his stall. She held a halter in one hand and the other remained hidden behind her back. When she opened his stall door, he backed up as far as he could go, unwilling to get too close to her. Then she revealed what had been hidden from him. A small red and white circle lay in the center of her palm. It smelled inticing, so he went foraward just enough to investigate. She tried to get the halter over his head then, but he was smarter than that. He snorted and retreated to the far corner of the stall. She came closer to him, now holding the treat out as it was meant for him to take it. He sniffed it again, this time being cautious of where her other hand was at all times. When she didn't move it, he took a step closer and reached out to take the candy from her. As he grasped the treat in his muzzle, he felt the warm leather slide over his ears. He began to try to retreat, but she pet his neck lovingly in such a non-threating way that he decided to follow her.
He followed her down the barn aisle to a cross tie. He stood nervously as she tied his head then tried to rear and bolt when he felt the pressure of the rope on te sides of his face. She quickly untied one side and let him stand in the middleo f the aisle like that, because at least he would. He watched her intently as she moved around him, brushing his copper coat until it shine and combing his short mane to one side. She strocked his neck gently as she approached with a saddle. He tensed immediatly at the sight, but calmed as she again started to stroke his silky coat, this time also whispering gently into his alert ears. He didn't know why, but he felt very safe around the girl, a feeling that he had rarely felt before int his life. She came back, hooked a long lounfe line to him and walked him down the round pen. As soon as she picked up the whip in the center, he bolted, knowing that soon it would be wailed at his hind quarters. She quickly dropped the whip and avoided eye contact with, allowing him to maove as he pleased. when he realized that there was no threat he slowed to graceful trot, keeping his eye on hers the whole time. Eventually he came down to a walk. Soon he learned to move a away or come closer to her by where she let her gaze fall. If she focused on his rear, he moved into a working canter. The minute she let it go to his mid section, he slowed to floating trot. Then, once it reached his shoulder, he knew to slow even further to a walk. After 40 minutes of this he began to lower his head and really trust that nothing would happen to him. she soon walked over to him, her eyes lowered to the ground, and pet him lovingly, then walked him back toward the barn. he followed her willingly now, no longer with a slight tension in every step.
Picture:
Banjo
Show Name: Call On Me
Barn Name: Colton
Age: 4
Gender: stallion
Height: 16.2
Breed: Thoroughbred
Riding Discipline(s): hunter, could do eventing
Physical Description: Colton is large for his breed, measuring 16.2 hands. He is very muscular and strong. His copper chestnut coat shines with front stockings, a back coronet, and a star and stripe on his face. He has soft eyes to coplement the large frame as well as a thin mane and tail, that are typical for a Thoroughbred.
Psychological Description: Colton is still young, and his personalilty reflects that. The fact that he is still a stallion only adds to it. He can be quite gentle, but only if he knows he can trust you. He is pretty hyper in the ring and must be worked either alone, or with rather calm geldings. He loves his job and, although he aims to please, can get a little feisty in the ring. He will settle down though once he gets some of his energy out. He is scared of very little, but can't stand the sight of crops and bolts when one is used on him. With a little tlc he could make a fabulous hunter or eventing mount for someone. He just needs to know that you won't hurt him before he will give you his trust and respect.
History: Colton was bred to be a race horse. He was started on the track at age two and retired after just a year and half. Even though he won a fair amount, te owner didn't have the time or money to keep him since he didn't bring in as much as he could. He was purchased by a stud farm nearby, with the hopes that he could be used as a stud. The farm closed soon after his arrival though, so he was sold once again. This time to young man who was determined to turn him into a show horse. He made the mistake of riding the powerful young stud with a crop and spurs, though and made very little progress. He may have really done more harm than good. After a few months he decided to give up hope on him, and here he is today.
Example Post: Colton watched as the girl walked toward his stall. She held a halter in one hand and the other remained hidden behind her back. When she opened his stall door, he backed up as far as he could go, unwilling to get too close to her. Then she revealed what had been hidden from him. A small red and white circle lay in the center of her palm. It smelled inticing, so he went foraward just enough to investigate. She tried to get the halter over his head then, but he was smarter than that. He snorted and retreated to the far corner of the stall. She came closer to him, now holding the treat out as it was meant for him to take it. He sniffed it again, this time being cautious of where her other hand was at all times. When she didn't move it, he took a step closer and reached out to take the candy from her. As he grasped the treat in his muzzle, he felt the warm leather slide over his ears. He began to try to retreat, but she pet his neck lovingly in such a non-threating way that he decided to follow her.
He followed her down the barn aisle to a cross tie. He stood nervously as she tied his head then tried to rear and bolt when he felt the pressure of the rope on te sides of his face. She quickly untied one side and let him stand in the middleo f the aisle like that, because at least he would. He watched her intently as she moved around him, brushing his copper coat until it shine and combing his short mane to one side. She strocked his neck gently as she approached with a saddle. He tensed immediatly at the sight, but calmed as she again started to stroke his silky coat, this time also whispering gently into his alert ears. He didn't know why, but he felt very safe around the girl, a feeling that he had rarely felt before int his life. She came back, hooked a long lounfe line to him and walked him down the round pen. As soon as she picked up the whip in the center, he bolted, knowing that soon it would be wailed at his hind quarters. She quickly dropped the whip and avoided eye contact with, allowing him to maove as he pleased. when he realized that there was no threat he slowed to graceful trot, keeping his eye on hers the whole time. Eventually he came down to a walk. Soon he learned to move a away or come closer to her by where she let her gaze fall. If she focused on his rear, he moved into a working canter. The minute she let it go to his mid section, he slowed to floating trot. Then, once it reached his shoulder, he knew to slow even further to a walk. After 40 minutes of this he began to lower his head and really trust that nothing would happen to him. she soon walked over to him, her eyes lowered to the ground, and pet him lovingly, then walked him back toward the barn. he followed her willingly now, no longer with a slight tension in every step.
Picture:
Banjo
