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Description
Yeah, I got persuaded to keep him

And I was very lazy and re-used the lines I used for him the first time

About Feral:

Name: Feral

Breed: ¾ Irish Draft, ¼ Irish Thoroughbred

Gender: Stallion

Height: 15.2hh

Colouring: Bright bay coat with dark brown points. Blaze that reaches from forehead to between nostrils, and one white sock on left hind leg, reaching half way to knee. Hooves are dark, except for left hind, which is a pale colour. Short, shiny black mane, and long black tail. Mane always stands straight and never lays flat on his neck. Forelock is swept back and over one side, and he has one strand at the base of his forelock that always curls down. Bright green eyes. Has a spiral brand on his left cheek and curling ones on either side of his withers.

Accessories: Feral ALWAYS wears the following: Two gold hoops in his right ear. A variety of multi-hued ribbons in his mane and tail. Crimson scarf around his left foreleg. Crossed brown straps on upper right foreleg, and a gold moon pendant on a brown string around the lower part. String of green and blue beads, and a white bangle around his right hindleg. Brown leather band around his left hindleg, with orange striping and a fang charm.
He frequently has various other trinkets and accessories on his person, which are subject to his mood and the image he is trying to put across.

Family: None known

Personality: Feral is a rough and brash stallion whose way of staving off boredom is to pick fights or take part in shady doings. When fighting, his lightning quick reactions and great agility mean he is a tough stallion to beat, seemingly able to predict his opponent’s next move. He is not above lying, cheating and stealing to get his own way and has no respect for authority. The one thing he refuses to do is kill anybody unless there is no other possible course of action. Extremely confident and fearless, he is equally at home among nobility or peasants. A rover and adrenaline-junkie at heart, Feral never stays in one place for long and instead travels the countryside looking for thrills and challenges. He has a passion, or some might say obsession, with relieving others of their valuables, just for the kick and rush it gives him. If something catches his eye then he will take it, consequences be damned. Like a magpie he is extremely attracted to shiny objects, anything from a precious jewel to a sparkly pebble. Feral has a natural talent for thievery, honed to an art-form over his life. If something belongs to him, at least in his eyes, then he will go to the end of the earth to protect it or recover it. Coupled with this he is a brilliant con-artist, able to seamlessly take on any persona he requires. Lying is another forte of Feral’s and even those who have known him his entire life have great difficulty working out whether he is talking fact or fiction. In conjunction with this rather dubious talent is the fact that Feral is excellent at reading people and puts a lot on first impressions. Having a rather short attention span means that he needs regular entertainment and stimulation. This usually comes in the form of seducing mares. A lethal combination of roguish, dashing looks, great dollops of charisma and unrivalled flirting skills means there is not a mare alive that can resist falling for him. He sees these seductions as a game, yet another form of entertainment. Once the chase is over and the conquest won however, he soon gets bored and will leave the mare without a backwards glance or regret. Feral is only interested in looking after himself and looking out for number one, with no interest in or desire for commitment. Essentially Feral is a charmer, a flirt, extremely intelligent, very persuasive, slick, and not at all trustworthy.

History: He left his family at quite a young age, and fell in with a gang of unruly and dishonest colts and young stallions, where he learned many of his skills as a thief. Soon though, he got bored, and began to travel. He rarely stayed in one place for long, always searching for new adventures and treasures to steal. He met Calibre when he was about 8 years old, staying with him for a year or so, fascinated by the giant stallion, his demonic heritage and immense strength. He tried endlessly to persuade Calibre to help him in one of his countless heists, but the other stallion’s strong sense of honour and right and wrong stood in the way. They parted ways when Genevieve was born, as Calibre didn’t want Feral’s negative influences tainting his daughter, and Feral found his friend less inclined to join him on any wild adventures now he has Evie as a responsibility. Feral could never understand this selfless and loving attitude, it being something he neither wanted nor could relate to. He has also spent some time around Hellcat, meeting her when she hired him to locate and recover an item of treasure for her. She later tried to win him over and suck him under her spell, one of the few stallions not of unicorn blood she has bestowed this ‘honour’ on, due to her snobbish nature and his good looks. He, however, resisted her, seeing her for what she really was; a cold, lying, heartless creature. He enjoys winding her up and irritating her, it being another game to him. The pair have a love/hate relationship, with Hellcat either trying to seduce him or hating him for not adoring her. Feral sees it all as a bit of fun. While he appreciates her beauty, he knows that she is not somebody he could seduce and leave without some serious fallout and her seeking revenge.

Any questions about his design, just ask

Feral and art (c) Me

Description
Yeah, I got persuaded to keep him

And I was very lazy and re-used the lines I used for him the first time

About Feral:

Name: Feral

Breed: ¾ Irish Draft, ¼ Irish Thoroughbred

Gender: Stallion

Height: 15.2hh

Colouring: Bright bay coat with dark brown points. Blaze that reaches from forehead to between nostrils, and one white sock on left hind leg, reaching half way to knee. Hooves are dark, except for left hind, which is a pale colour. Short, shiny black mane, and long black tail. Mane always stands straight and never lays flat on his neck. Forelock is swept back and over one side, and he has one strand at the base of his forelock that always curls down. Bright green eyes. Has a spiral brand on his left cheek and curling ones on either side of his withers.

Accessories: Feral ALWAYS wears the following: Two gold hoops in his right ear. A variety of multi-hued ribbons in his mane and tail. Crimson scarf around his left foreleg. Crossed brown straps on upper right foreleg, and a gold moon pendant on a brown string around the lower part. String of green and blue beads, and a white bangle around his right hindleg. Brown leather band around his left hindleg, with orange striping and a fang charm.
He frequently has various other trinkets and accessories on his person, which are subject to his mood and the image he is trying to put across.

Family: None known

Personality: Feral is a rough and brash stallion whose way of staving off boredom is to pick fights or take part in shady doings. When fighting, his lightning quick reactions and great agility mean he is a tough stallion to beat, seemingly able to predict his opponent’s next move. He is not above lying, cheating and stealing to get his own way and has no respect for authority. The one thing he refuses to do is kill anybody unless there is no other possible course of action. Extremely confident and fearless, he is equally at home among nobility or peasants. A rover and adrenaline-junkie at heart, Feral never stays in one place for long and instead travels the countryside looking for thrills and challenges. He has a passion, or some might say obsession, with relieving others of their valuables, just for the kick and rush it gives him. If something catches his eye then he will take it, consequences be damned. Like a magpie he is extremely attracted to shiny objects, anything from a precious jewel to a sparkly pebble. Feral has a natural talent for thievery, honed to an art-form over his life. If something belongs to him, at least in his eyes, then he will go to the end of the earth to protect it or recover it. Coupled with this he is a brilliant con-artist, able to seamlessly take on any persona he requires. Lying is another forte of Feral’s and even those who have known him his entire life have great difficulty working out whether he is talking fact or fiction. In conjunction with this rather dubious talent is the fact that Feral is excellent at reading people and puts a lot on first impressions. Having a rather short attention span means that he needs regular entertainment and stimulation. This usually comes in the form of seducing mares. A lethal combination of roguish, dashing looks, great dollops of charisma and unrivalled flirting skills means there is not a mare alive that can resist falling for him. He sees these seductions as a game, yet another form of entertainment. Once the chase is over and the conquest won however, he soon gets bored and will leave the mare without a backwards glance or regret. Feral is only interested in looking after himself and looking out for number one, with no interest in or desire for commitment. Essentially Feral is a charmer, a flirt, extremely intelligent, very persuasive, slick, and not at all trustworthy.

History: He left his family at quite a young age, and fell in with a gang of unruly and dishonest colts and young stallions, where he learned many of his skills as a thief. Soon though, he got bored, and began to travel. He rarely stayed in one place for long, always searching for new adventures and treasures to steal. He met Calibre when he was about 8 years old, staying with him for a year or so, fascinated by the giant stallion, his demonic heritage and immense strength. He tried endlessly to persuade Calibre to help him in one of his countless heists, but the other stallion’s strong sense of honour and right and wrong stood in the way. They parted ways when Genevieve was born, as Calibre didn’t want Feral’s negative influences tainting his daughter, and Feral found his friend less inclined to join him on any wild adventures now he has Evie as a responsibility. Feral could never understand this selfless and loving attitude, it being something he neither wanted nor could relate to. He has also spent some time around Hellcat, meeting her when she hired him to locate and recover an item of treasure for her. She later tried to win him over and suck him under her spell, one of the few stallions not of unicorn blood she has bestowed this ‘honour’ on, due to her snobbish nature and his good looks. He, however, resisted her, seeing her for what she really was; a cold, lying, heartless creature. He enjoys winding her up and irritating her, it being another game to him. The pair have a love/hate relationship, with Hellcat either trying to seduce him or hating him for not adoring her. Feral sees it all as a bit of fun. While he appreciates her beauty, he knows that she is not somebody he could seduce and leave without some serious fallout and her seeking revenge.

Any questions about his design, just ask

Feral and art (c) Me