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Description
December AdoptablesAll adoptables are available for non-members and members to try out for
For non-members, these designs are a 'golden ticket' into SA; if you win them, you're in! Adoptables are the only way to start the game with a character that isn't a Common Horse.
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Congratulations to all winners!
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Rules
- These designs must be used for Starborn-Alignment. If you leave SA, you cannot keep the design.
- You may try out for as many admin adoptables as you like, but you can only win one. The one you win will be the one you made the best application for.
- To apply, you must reply to the appropriate comment below. Applications that do not reply to the correct comment will be ignored.
- These adoptables are not guaranteed! If none of the applications are up to SA's standards, none will be picked.
- If won, you may make minor tweaks to the design. Breed cannot be changed.
Application Template
Name:
Age: (Refer to the age restrictions below)
Personality: (minimum of six traits and 250 words)
History: (minimum of three paragraphs)
Supplementary Questions: (See below for your adopt's specific questions)
Adopt #1
Seal Bay John Mule
Age: 30+
Question 1: Tattoos are usually very personal. What does the character's tattoo mean for him? What part of him does it represent?
Question 2: How did the character discover the formula for imbued ink? Feel free to get creative!
Adopt #2
Gray Tobiano Mare
Breed: Morgan
Age: 18+
Question 1: To be born blessed, the character's parents had to pray to Ignacio for their unborn child to receive his blessing. Why did they choose Ignacio, who Breimens typically detest?
Question 2: How does the character utilize her blessing? Is she proud of it and eager to incorporate it into her life, or is she ashamed and wishes to hide it?
Adopt #3
Red Roan Tobiano Colt
Breed: Newfoundland Pony x Bashkir Curly
Age: 12-14
Question 1: How did the character acquire his flock, and what is his regime for caring for them? What difficulties does he face as such a young herder?
Question 2: Life is harsh in Onea, and even more so for an orphaned colt. Luckily, the character has a large herding dog to keep him safe and lend a helping paw to the flock. Tell us about this dog: his breed, his personality, and how the character acquired him.
Adopt #4
Liver Chestnut Varnish Roan Stallion
Breed: Percheron Mix
Age: 35+
Question 1: The Defender lives and breathes for the safety of his herd. What made this character so passionate to protect his people?
Question 2: What does the character think of the other four herds? What does he think of Vagabonds?
Adopt #5
Rose Gray Mare
Breed: Welsh Cob Mix
Age: 25+
Question 1: Women Scouts are a rarity - and to some, a novelty- among the War Forged. How does your character deal with the sexist doubt and criticism of peers? What inspired her to rise above the place that society feels she belongs?
Question 2: Does the character have high ambitions? Does she dream of being a Raider, or even a Sheild? What is her opinion of Valkyries?
Tips for Success
- Your character should have a balanced personality, or at least one that is more negative than positive. This gives them room to grow.
- Consider having your character born into their herd. Changing herds is relatively uncommon in Hireath (slaves not withstanding), and to be quite honest, the 'easy way out' when trying to make an interesting backstory.
- Think critically! Do your character's motivations make sense? Do they fit into the world? Their herd? How do the politics of their people effect their way of thinking? If they disagree with the norm, why? What sparked rebellion in them?
- Your character shouldn't have an accent that's not from Hireath (IE: British, Australian, etc) - those places don't exist in their world! Similarly, they shouldn't speak any language but the Common Tongue. Please don't write your apps in an accent, they make them very annoying to read!
- Don't gloss over the juicy bits! If your character travels from one place to another, tell us what that was like. Hireath is HUGE and full of perils - crossing borders isn't a Sunday stroll through the park!
- Real world religion and their symbols (Crosses, pentagrams) have no meaning in SA. Those religions don't exist, so please, don't put them in your applications!
- Know your herd and its culture well!
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Yay! I really hope you get your girl! It would be fun! Fingers crossed I get the wittle herder baby!
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Thanks! Best of luck to both of us, hopefully!
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UGH, I could cry. I just lost 90% of my application. Off to rewrite now.
I WILL apply for that sexy mule.
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I SEE YOU GOT IT IN BOO! WELL DONE
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MUCH TYPING. BUT SO WORTH IT.
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THANK YOUUUU. I AM NEVER FORGETTING TO SAVE A FILE EVER AGAIN.
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Definitly, I've been there done that too! XD
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THAT IS HORRIFYING I AM SO SORRY D:
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I TYPE FAST. I FIX. Also, I never forget to save ever again. >.>
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That answer is in the rules <3 Yes
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Couldn't find it xD but yay!
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Reply to this comment to apply for Adoptable #5
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She is so gorgeous!! I think I might have to do some fan art of her if I don't win her XD
Here is my try, I don't know how good it is since it is nearly 1:00am where I am right now haha
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I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself D:
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Livvy | War-Forged | Scout
I hope I have everything!
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Name: Imogene
Age: 28
If you know me, you know I am:
- Headstrong, I will plow your opinions down using your feelings as a body shield. I stand by my convictions even if I am alone against an army of naysayers. I will be buried with the ideals I fought for.
- Imogene is a pitbull, when she locks onto something she won't let go until she feels she has to. When she's wrong, her mindset might as well be a brick, and even when she calms down it's hard for her to admit she was wrong.
- Embittered, I see everything with a cynical eye and take nothing for granted. My pains have taught me more than my parents ever will.
- Her upbringing was not as bad and forlorn as she lets everyone believe, but a tyrannous toddler gone unchecked evolves into a bratty adolescent and an angry twenty-something. Not receiving the love she deserved did not make her feel unlovable, but angry at love.
- Insecure, my tough-as-nails exterior comes from a deep-rooted set of insecurities that I am more obvious about than I realize.
- Being a female in War-Forged requires a thick skin as it is, but her bat wings were far from magnificent in her awkward and lanky stages, and like a bat she could hear the whispers around her about them. No matter her accomplishments, there will always be that pit of insecurity and self doubt deep in her stomach, a point that makes her relatable but brings out an aggressive front in her more often than not.
- Hostile, everyone has a hidden agenda, don't make me say I told you so. They aren't your friends because they like you, they are your friends because you have something they want.
- Imogene has made more enemies than friends in her rise to Scout, even when she was the culprit for those friendships ending. She refuses to take responsibility and instead chalks up her lack of friends to "the world is out to get me."
What you may not know is, I am:
- Loyal, fiercely and to a fault. If you've earned my loyalty you've earned my strength, my heart, my wings at your disposal.
- Humorous, just because I don't do it often, doesn't mean I don't like to laugh. Just because my sarcasm goes over your head, doesn't mean I'm not laughing about it on the inside.
- Kind of a dork, while I may not fawn over jewelry, I fangirl over new creations and weapons forged within my herd. Inventions fascinate me.
- Wicked, if you knew my intentions you would put me down.
History:
"What it comes down to is, my mother was the super hot, cookie-cutter wife, and my dad was a Scout who then entered the Stone Circle because he was so well liked in the herd. They were supposed to have the perfect kid from their perfect marriage, but they had me. If you're trying to picture my mom's expression when she first saw me, just imagine a swan hatching a plucked chicken. I was supposed to be a model feminine mare, or a feared, dangerous stallion. not some hybrid of the two. They begged Hira and pleaded with the Stone Circle for permission to have another child, but the War Lord told them to see this as a blessing from Kaia, and turning their back on me would be an insult to the Goddess.
So they did as they were told and raised me despite their obvious distaste, and I grew up healthy and strong, with maybe too much of an attitude. I picked fights with colts and I wandered farther than a comfortable distance from my mother's side. I had my first encounter with sexism when I was playing with my friends and I chose to be a Shield in our game. The others laughed, the fillies told me I was crazy for trying, and that only Valkyries were worth more than broodmares in War-Forged. So my new horizon was to become one of them, a Valkyrie sounded about as close to War Lord as you could get.
I spent most of my adolescence training to be stronger, faster, smarter than the other girls, intimidating them when I could. My mother always had a hidden distaste for the Valkyries, thinking they were a perversion of the feminine image, so what little interaction we once had ceased to minute nods and gestures, while my father actually began to show an appreciation for me. When it came time for the new class of Valkyries to be chosen, it was decided that I was too volatile, hot-headed for such a position, and would be better suited 'elsewhere'. Looking back on it now I would MUCH rather be a scout than to be forced to look at those dumb valkyries all day, but it definitely stung at the time. Rather than falling apart, I pushed myself until i was forced to be recognized for my abilities and was promoted to Scout.
My father finally proud of me, my mother speaking to me again, it was too little too late. I devoured my new social status and responsibilities with a ravenous appetite, forgetting them and any friends I still held in the process. I intimidated those around me because I was finally intimidating.
I realized that I was happiest when I was alone, scouting, only enjoying the sound of my own inner voice. I mulled over new ideas and ways to make myself better, stronger. If I wasn't sulking on some cliff somewhere, I enjoyed picking on the Valkyries and getting into verbal or physical brawls with them. After being caught in the act of a particularly nasty fight, I was threatened with my rank being stripped if it happened again.
No one should have that power over me. I will not stop until the entire herd is forced to recognize me."
"Women Scouts are a rarity - and to some, a novelty- among the War Forged. How does your character deal with the sexist doubt and criticism of peers? What inspired her to rise above the place that society feels she belongs?"
"I avoid interaction as much as physically possible. If I'm forced to face it, they can risk loosing an eye to one of my wings. I've worked hard enough to earn my respect around here, I will NOT have sexist ignorant pigs throwing shade. Not becoming a valkyrie was a turning point in my life and truly opened my eyes to the prejudice this old-fashioned herd has."
"Does the character have high ambitions? Does she dream of being a Raider, or even a Sheild? What is her opinion of Valkyries?"
"The Valkyries can eat my dust. They are pompous, entitled nags that think they are better than everyone else. Like they were hand-picked by Kaia herself. They have contributed a lot to my ambitions. They are much, much higher than a Raider or Sheild....."
Final notes:
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GET IT BRINDIE! GETITITITIT.
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I WILL BE WAITING FOR A RP WITH HER, KID!
I BELIEVE IN YOOOU.
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SA | December 2015 Adoptables | 5
Its finished and I'm going to cry
Good luck to all other candidates!
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I'm still working on it, but I wanted to get it posted.
SA | Adopt #5 Application | December Adoptables
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Name: Agnora
Age: (Refer to the age restrictions below) 33
Personality: (minimum of six traits and 250 words)
| sharp-tongued | impatient | determined | hard-headed | freedom-loving | energetic |
| Sharp-tongued |
"No, I thought you let those bandits get away just so I could clobber them too. You're so thoughtful."
Agnora never misses out on an opportunity to be an asshole. She loves nothing more than sarcasm, and she enjoys pointing out one's mistakes with a large dose of attitude. She often says sarcasm is her mother language, and it is because of this that "if you don't understand sarcasm, you can't be my friend."
| Impatient |
"If you were any slower you'd be going backwards!"
Patience isn't Nora's strong suit, that's for sure. She won't wait for anything, and she makes it well known. If she does have to wait for something, she's usually pacing, pawing the ground, or ruffling her wings.
| Determined |
"I can do it! Just give me a minute!"
The smallest things can fill this mare with determination. And when she finds something that can keep her going, she won't stop. She will do whatever it takes to achieve her ends, and usually it's because of her determination that she achieves her goals.
| Hard-headed |
"What? Sorry, too busy doing what I was told. Unlike you."
Agnora doesn't listen to ANYONE who doesn't have a good reason for her to listen to them. She sticks to her dreams and never quits (probrably because of all that determination). Any reason that isn't good enough for her will usually be replied with a mere grunt or a shake of the shoulders.
| Freedom-loving |
"Up there, in the skies, you sometimes forget about the world going on down here, y'know?"
Nothing makes this mare happier than a run through the mountains, or soaring through the skies. This world felt untamable, and so did she. The cold air felt wonderful in the home of the War-Forged herd, and the deity she worshipped, Kaia, was her best friend, blessing her with the mountains and forest, the earth and her home; she was definitely happiest when she was connecting to nature, although she tries to hide this soft side of hers.
| Energetic |
"Can we just GO already?!"
This mare always has to be doing something. She can never stand still. Wether it be scouting the territory, flying through the sky, or just pacing or moving some part of her body, some part of her has to be in action. This high metabolism and large amount of energy make her proficient in her job, which she does proudly.
History: (minimum of three paragraphs)
Being a mare is not easy, when you dream of being the best. Being a mare born into the War-Forged herd is even less so. Agnora was born on one cold, frosty night, when the moom was full and shining over the land. She was brought up upon these rules: "mares are only good for raising children and caring for their people." But she never enjoyed those rules. What made stallions so better than her, anyways? What if she wanted to become a raider, like her father, who she loved so dearly and looked up to as an idol. If any old stallion could achieve their means, what was to stop her? After all, their own War Lord was a mare, so that alone proved that she could be destined for something just as great!
She had to work hard, she had to train hard, she had to be the best she could be. And that's exactly what she did, she worked and trained and eventually it paid off! She had managed to climb up the ranks and became a scout, and one of the best ones at that. She had a knack for giving orders, and enjoyed doing her job, taking it with great pride. However, she still wanted more. She still wanted to become a raider.
It may take a while, it may take her all her life, but she knows that she WILL reach her dream in the end. She never wanted to become the War Lord, she adored their current one too much- and she never wanted a mate or children, either. They were always too noisy and they ran around causing too much trouble. She made it well known that she wasn't interested in a mate, and doesn't intend to ever be. But for now, she's happy with where she is, but she could always do better.
Supplementary Questions: (See below for your adopt's specific questions)
Question 1: Women Scouts are a rarity - and to some, a novelty- among the War Forged. How does your character deal with the sexist doubt and criticism of peers? What inspired her to rise above the place that society feels she belongs?
"I guess I got my Pap to thank for that. If it weren't for him, I don't think I would've been so determined to try my best. He was a raider, and a good one at that. He'd tell me stories all the time, of the adventures he had. Sometimes he'd be gone for days, but he'd always reward me for waiting for him with a really great story! He inspired me to become what I still strive to become to this day. Heh, Pap was the best. Ain't no one I look up to more than my Pap. Well, besides Hira of course. But I guess everyone looks up to her.
As for them sexist bastards, I couldn't care less about what they got to say. It ain't their place to say where I belong, that's Hira's job. Though I ain't afraid to crack a few skulls if they really get on my nerves...
Question 2: Does the character have high ambitions? Does she dream of being a Raider, or even a Sheild? What is her opinion of Valkyries?
"Yes! I dream to become a raider some day. It'll take some time, and a lot of work, but I think it'll pay off. It'll definitely show all them knuckleheads that thought I was destined to be 'just a medic'. Ha, that's one of the things that really keeps me going, to see the look on their stupid faces when I become a raider!
As for Valkyries? Not a huge fan. But they are vital to the herd, so they must be doing something right. Maybe it's jealousy that fuels my dislike for them? That I wasn't good enough to become one myself at that age? Not that I'd like to be one, I'd much rather become a raider. But still... it doesn't seem fair that those foals are chosen to become something so great at such a young age, while I'm still climbing my way up the ranks to get where I want to be. Heh, at least I'll have the bragging rights, I didn't have some other horse decide my future for me."
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I'm rooting for you! Even though I'm going for the same bab. ♥
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Haha, well, thanks a bunch!! <33
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Love this! Hoping you win this! So much character!
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Ahh thank you so much! I really want this child too! Best of luck to you as well <3
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Reply to this comment to apply for Adoptable #4
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Whoops, this is kind of late, but here:
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Took me forever, but I hope its okay!
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Heyo! Potential SA newb applying here. :'D
Thaumas Anereus
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I'm so freakin proud of this ;-;
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Name: Jebediah (Jeb to his mother and Sonny)
Age: 35
Gender: Male/Stallion
Personality:
Loyal || Positive || Without a doubt Jebediah is loyal to his herd. He is devout and ready to die for his herd or his emperor at any time that it is necessary. Of course he takes his duty to see to it that it never comes to that but he is prepared nonetheless.
Trustworthy || Positive || Jebediah can keep a secret and has seen many things in his position of power. He will never turn on his herd though. Any important information that is heard by his ears will never be even so much as whispered upon his lips if need calls for it.
Hardy || Positive || This is not a horse that is likely to crack under pressure. He knows his limits of course but Jebediah will work himself to the bone also. As Defender he must juggle several important duties often and he's learned quite well how to manage over the years. A durable horse in both physical strength and mind.
Paternal || Neutral || Although he seems terrifying and harsh to the eye. Jebediah actually has a kindness and tends to be good with foals. He desperately wants children some day but is reluctant to admit it as he must keep up his tough aesthetic. On top of this he finds it highly unlikely that he will ever find a traditional family setting appealing; not that he can speak out against it of course either.
Conforming || Neutral || It isn't necessarily something bad nor good. Jeb's conforming ways are merely in place to ensure nothing goes awry. It wouldn't do for a Talori Council member to have a hugs scandal. So Jebediah is content to continue abiding by such ideals, even if they conflict with his wishes.
Aggressive || Negative || This is something that was bitterly inherited from Jeb's father. He hates that occasionally his emotions tend to run rampant and the hippocampus might end up hurting others. Jebediah sees violence as only a last resort for a desired result. It is not something that should be taken lightly in his eyes but sometimes it is simply too much for him to handle and a breakdown results in his temper flaring.
Hedonistic || Negative || While he does not like to adorn himself in many jewels or fine cloth Jebediah has grown quite fond of the luxuries given in his line of work. He recognizes the fact that it would be very hard to give up all that he has and sees no reason to change.
Aloof/Standoffish || Negative || Jebediah isn't the most friendly or fond of conversation. He would much rather strategize and work alone. This makes him look even more grim than his usual looming stature already provides. As tall and silent as a shadow the gentle giant is feared even more because of this trait.
History:
-Childhood-
When Jebediah was young his mother was his whole world. He was certainly not fond of his father who was rather gruff and didn't like for young colts to get under his hooves. His father lived by the philosophy that his wife should be dutiful and quiet only and that his son should be respectful and never to challenge his authority, just as the stallions in his family line had done for centuries. Except Jebediah's father had somewhat of a mean streak. He would often get physically and verbally violent if he didn't get his way. In truth Jeb and his mother were ruled by a cruel tyrant and had no say in the matter. With Talori's ideals of marriage it wasn't as if they could simply pack up and leave. The mare would never be able to suitably raise her colt on the streets. So they continued to suffer in silence.
Jebediah wasn't much of a talker as his father had instilled in him that silence was the key to his own survival. But the young horse was lonely. He spent most of his time near his mother, fearing that if he left their home that his father would do something rash. He was in a rather high position of power and young Jeb thought it would be quite easy for his father to get away with something of a violent nature. After all, outside their home he was beloved by many. The perfect con.
His mother taught him many things however. She ensured that her only child, her baby would be a well educated horse and grow to learn the true ways of their people. She taught him the values of the Talori that he began to carry with him and gave him the hope of their goddess. She would provide, as long as he was devout. And so he listened.
-Teens-
Once Jeb got a bit older he began to understand certain things. Mostly what was frowned upon in the society they lived in. He didn't give it much thought however. Most of it didn't apply to him anyway. He wasn't a Pegasus and didn't personally know any so their treatment wasn't something he particularly cared about. It wasn't that he so much joined in in the prejudice, he was mostly just indifferent to it all. And as far as sexuality went he was certain that relations with another stallion would never be an issue with him. He wanted a mare to take care of and treat well. Not to be some sexual deviant as those kind were perceived. Of course one can always hope for something but the reality of it seems to work out a bit different on occasion.
Jebediah wasn't the best at making friends. He was always several hands taller than most horses his age and built bigger as well. To most he was a hulking bull rather than a horse. His ominous silence and hard stares certainly didn't help either. But, as fate would have it, there are always what Jebediah would come to call the oddballs. And by the gods did this horse fit the bill. Sonny was a fearless talker and a nosy busybody. The first time they met Jeb nearly tripped over his own hooves to get away from the colt, who apparently had no concept of personal space whatsoever.
Jebediah spent the next week trying to get rid of the obnoxious beast. But Sonny wasn't having it. Stubborn little scrawny thing that he was. For some reason he picked up quickly that Jeb wasn't actually going to hurt him and that is what ultimately made him so approachable to annoying horses apparently. Jebediah didn't actually mind. It was nice to have someone there to fill the silence and take his mind off of things such as his father and his looming career.
Everything was fine until the feelings came. Those damn bouts of affection that the burly horse would feel whenever his friend was around. It wasn't all the time but in certain instances when Sonny would do something especially amusing, or dare he even use the word cute, Jeb began to realize that maybe he had more to worry about than he had originally anticipated. Although it wasn't a choice. He didn't have one, thoughts and feelings like this were not to be permitted. Or at least, not discovered. Jeb decided he would take them as they came and simply not say a word. If he said nothing and did nothing then nothing bad could ultimately happen.
But his friendship with Sonny was becoming increasingly strained. Terrified that maybe Sonny could sense his own feelings Jebediah drew even farther and farther away. But stubborn and obnoxious Sonny was and he persisted. The bold young stallion took a leap one day and confessed his own attraction to Jebediah. Horrified and confused, Jeb reacted cold and harshly. His words were just as bitter and hateful as his father's and the interaction scared him. In the end he promised to keep the entire conversation a secret so long as the two parted ways. Jeb couldn't bare to be around someone who brought out that kind of reaction from him, however they were becoming too old for this. Adulthood was looming just around the bend. It hurt, but was better for the both of them.
-Adulthood-
Now that Jebediah was older he was entering the time when he could, hopefully, put most of his past behind him. His father was less of a threat as he drew closer and closer to old age. And his mother was safe for the moment. It was time for Jeb to focus on his own career and goals.
At first he had his sights set much lower in the ranks of the herd. But Cascade had different plans for him a apparently. His talents for strategy of war, despite being a more gentle natured horse on the inside, and his strength in General were two great factors that lead him to the position he now holds with pride.
Defender was not the position that he had always dreamed of, but it made the most sense. He was intelligent despite his appearance and had a knack for reading others. His brute strength alone might have been enough to some to guarantee him the rank.
Though he himself was unsure of his abilities the job was perfectly suited. He was terrified on the inside of making any mistakes and especially having to work on the Council with both the Sage and the Divine was nerve wracking. But he had long ago taught himself composure. The hippocampus had found his calling, all that was left was for him to see it through till the end.
Supplementary Questions:
Question 1: The Defender lives and breathes for the safety of his herd. What made this character so passionate to protect his people? - Given his history Jebediah's life goal is to keep others safe. He cannot fathom the thought of anyone else being hurt on his watch and so he's risen to the rank that he can protect everyone so that he will never have to feel the guilt that his father pressed on him in regards to his mother and how she was treated. He also hates corruption and wants to reprimand those who may abuse their own positions like his father did.
Question 2: What does the character think of the other four herds? What does he think of Vagabonds? - Jebediah is rarely a trusting hippocampus, he keeps others at a distance save for the Emperor, Sage, and Divine. So as it is very important to the role he plays as Defender, Jeb keeps himself very indifferent towards the other herds. He certainly does not want to see them as trustworthy and put his own people at risk but nor does he want to let hate and complete distrust away his potential decisions so he tried to keep himself objective. Of course he must keep up with how the relations are currently going and his personal opinion usually revolves around that. He has a special distaste for the War-Forged herd however, finding them brutish and savage at best.
As for the Vagabonds, they aren't really a problem so he tends to not pay them much mind. But he treats them like any other potential threat, wary and always watchful of ill will.
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SA | Luka:iconstarborn-alignment:
Reference sheet || Astral Tracker
I love him and I hate him, because damn if he is not child with problems.
I never want to write his personality again, ask me questions if something does not make sense
and I will try word it differently! (Or if I win him you can always try RP and find out first hand 
I shall never complain about Amber again...
.:: Basic Information ::.
Name || Luka
Age || 14
Gender || Stallion/Colt
Breed(s) || Newfoundland Pony x Bashkir Curly
Color || Ivory Champagne
Orientation || Unknown
Mate || -
Herd || War-forged
Rank || Herder
.:: Personal Information ::.
[-|Personality|-]
[In a nutshell]
Luka is a lot of things and a rather complicated horse. If anything he is dual, creating a lot of strive whitin himself. Overal
Okay, I think it's finished *fingers crossed*
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Here's my entry for this gorgeous baby!
Khafia | War Forged | Herder🐴'I'm borderline happy and I'm borderline sad, I'm borderline good and I'm borderline bad.' 🐴
Basic Info.
| Name: Khafia [Kay-FEE-Ah]
| Nicknames: Kay, Fefe [when mocked]
| Breed: Newfoundland Pony X Bashkir Curly
| Gender: Colt
| Age: 12
| Height: 14'6 hands
|Appearance: Red roan tobiano unicorn with green horn
| Orientation: Unknown thinks he is straight
| Blessing: None
| Voice Actor: Jaden Smith
| Herd: War Forged
| Rank: Herder
| Patron God: Kaia
Relationships.
| Sire: An Unknown unicorn stallion
| Dam: An Unknown unicorn mare
| Siblings: None
| Mate: None
| Offspring: None
Personality:
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Oh gosh I am so nervous and excited! I wish everyone trying for these babes good luck!
My Entry for precious fluffy butt
Cygnus || War Forge || Herder
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I just have to try. Look at his butt! Who can resist? No one. That's who. sta.sh/0ssvpda1oq1
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sta.sh/02ec231tn4mg here is my application for da unicorn babies! Hope its okay to do it this way o3o but I didn't want to take up so much space in the comments section.
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Congrats on winning ^^
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Congrats on winning <3 Here's a fun little icon if you wish to use c:
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Oh! 
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IM ROOTING FOR YOU!
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O0O oh! Thankies!! I'm not an SA member yet, so I REAAALY hope I get him!
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You're welcome, your story for him is amazing! I'm not either, I'm really hoping I win #5, I'm in love with her. xD
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thankies!! I knew all those years of writing FanFiction was going to pay off somehow! xD
Good luck to you, too! Hope yu get her!! Yur story is really good also! o0o
(If we both get them we should RP 8D ? ) lol insert wishful thinking here xDD
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Haha!
Thank you!
(Yes we should!) LOL
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Reply to this comment to apply for Adoptable #2
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ayyyyyy SA | Fiona | Breim Echo
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I couldn't resist trying for this beautiful mare!!
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