Post by Deleted on May 19, 2014 10:28:21 GMT -6
Personality: Vixen, meaning a firey, hot-headed and wild woman. And that is what she is. She has a record of killing stallions and word has no doubt gotten around about her deadly presence. But Vixen is anything but crazy. She is wise, being good at strategy and direction. She is a thinker, and calculates everything around her. She wont make a move before she knows it will work for her. She is aggressive to any new face which can put off anyone with any since. Her since of affection is just as aggressive, she will often nip and bite those she likes. But she has no love or feeling for anything or anyone.
Now that I have given you her strengths, here are her weaknesses. With her reputation she will make many enemies that may or may not want to kill her. Vixen can also be too smart for her own good. She can be too bold and overly confidant causing her to take on more than she can handle even if she thinks she has it. Vixen holds no value for her own life and will take risks if they arise to prove her wisdom.
History: Four years ago, in a hidden valley lost somewhere in the mountains there lived a herd. Buried deep in the Southern lands it was ruled by two stallions. The master and his second in command grandson. They had no enemies as few herds lived near by. The mares were easy to keep due to the very steep mountains that all but trapped the herd in the valley. Every Spring mares gave birth to their foals, and one year a filly was born. Her sire was unknown as the second in command and the master had bred the mare in secret, nether stallion knew the other had taken the mare and both believed the foal was theirs. The mother had been a wild one. A casanova of mares. She had wooed both stallions into taking her away to breed. Even she did not know who the true sire of her foal was. The fillies mother named her Vixen, for her wildness and boldness at such a young age. She would be like her mother in that she was fearless and persuasive. But as she got older she learned from being beat by other colts how to fight back, and she was merciless. At only a year old she killed one of the colts that had always picked on her as a weanling. The master was so angry that Vixen had killed one of his colts that he tried to kill her as well. But the masters grandson, who still though Vixen was his daughter, fought to protect her and in the end killed the master. Hades, as the grandson was known, then became master.
When Vixen came of breeding age she was desired by many of the colts in the herd. On a warm Spring night one of the colts came to Vixen and tried to force breed her. When the sun rose that morning a colt was found dead and Vixen was not shy about letting everyone know who had done it. At three now she had killed two stallions and others were becoming weary of the young Vixen. She was living up to her name for sure. She was quick to anger and anyone who crossed her, even her own mother, was in dire odds. That fall she ran to a neighboring herd to flirt with the young stallions there. When she returned she was pregnant. But another stallion had been killed. This time however Vixen was unwilling to disclose what had happened or who the father of her unborn foal was. A handsomely spotted colt was born the next season. But as fate would have it the colt was killed by a predator only a few weeks after he was born. Vixen became so enraged that she attacked the master but he was able to hold her off though she was able to do him some harm. Vixen was then sent away. She didn't fight the order and left with out looking back.
Vixen became a wanderer. She slowly got over the loss of her foal but in the process she lost all emotion and feelings. She became dark and menacing a threat to any horse that crossed her path. No one knows why she craves the blood of stallions. Her mother sane enough, her sires were well minded. But Vixen is everything but insane. She is just the opposite. Vixen is wise and thoughtful, a thinker and good at strategy. Maybe that is why she is good at killing. But no one knows why she does it. Now, here in the great valley of Geneva Vixen is on the prowl. Question is, will she accept you? or will she kill you?
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