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Description
Name: CS Eocynne (Ay - Oh - Sin)
Age: Traced to ~230 years
Gender: Stallion
Build: Heavy Warmblood - Slight Feathering
Height: 18.1hh
Colour: Something like Smoky Black
Genotype: EE/aa/nCr/RyRy
Discipline: All round
For Stud/Lease: No. She is too dangerous to breed and does not follow human breeding conditions.

Tack: English saddle, bridle and breastplate. Corkscrew snaffle

Personality: Is very attached to his mate and at first glance seems to be totally dependant on her, but it is actually the other way around. He does not do anything without thinking it through and evaluating the benefits for himself and his mate.

Ability: As the life giver of the pair, he can keep someone alive if he so chooses, but he rarely does unless it will somehow benefit him. Sometimes he will do so to his mate's victims simply to give her more time to play. His main ability however is the power of persuasion. Much like the jedi mind trick, he can convince people that things are either not there or are. He prefers to play such tricks on the simple minded, but if he wishes he can use it on a strong minded person. He rarely does so because it expends a lot energy and can make him weak.

Other Pictures:

A Thousand Questions Running Through my Mind
Getting to Know You

Spirit Horse Points 65

Hey look, theres a story now.

After the devil mare had been unloaded, Dominic went in and unfastened the slat, revealing her mate, a dark, heavyset stallion with minimal ryvo markings. He approached the horse cautiously, quickly untying him and holding him back firmly as the horse reared up, screaming the moment his mate disappeared from view.

It took all of Dominic’s power to hold him back and unload him, getting yanked forward as the dark steed attempted to burst off the trailer and go after Azar and Taisha. “Why couldn’t Azar have taken the crazy one?” He mumbled as he was lifted a few inches off the ground yet again.

He felt a whisper in the back of his mind as the stallion lunged forward again, kicking out, as if someone was trying to implant an idea in his head. He shook his head and ignored it, focusing on getting the stallion in with his mate without getting an injury and winced as the stallion bugled loudly in his ear.

Finally they made it to the pasture and he let the stallion free, narrowly missing getting a hoof in the head as he galloped towards his mate. Sighing, the tall man leaned on the fence next to Azar, watching as the mates greeted each other before going their separate ways, the mare into the grove and the stallion down and rolling to get travel sweat off.

“So, what ability did the stallion exhibit on his lovely walk here?” Azar asked sarcastically, eyeing Dominic’s dishevelled appearance.

“Nothing besides a high level of anxiety and a firm attachment to apron strings.” Dominic joked slightly. But only slightly. “I think he’s a mind type. I felt something in my mind, but it wasn’t very strong. Either he’s a dud who got lucky with her or he was too anxious to really work his power over me. I’m guessing the latter.” He smiled slightly. “No man want’s to let his woman go somewhere strange without him protecting her. I don’t see how it would be any different with them.”

Sighing he bent down and picked up the no trespassing signs he bought in town earlier. “Well, I should go put these up. Don’t want to be sued once the neighbour kids decide to be stupid and come be killed or scarred for life.” With that, he headed down the fence line, hammer and signs in hand.

Azar shook his head slightly and went to find Sienna. The poor woman probably needed a good stiff drink after her experience. It was the least he could do, right?

Design and breed: =mapal
Ref: [link]

Description
Name: CS Eocynne (Ay - Oh - Sin)
Age: Traced to ~230 years
Gender: Stallion
Build: Heavy Warmblood - Slight Feathering
Height: 18.1hh
Colour: Something like Smoky Black
Genotype: EE/aa/nCr/RyRy
Discipline: All round
For Stud/Lease: No. She is too dangerous to breed and does not follow human breeding conditions.

Tack: English saddle, bridle and breastplate. Corkscrew snaffle

Personality: Is very attached to his mate and at first glance seems to be totally dependant on her, but it is actually the other way around. He does not do anything without thinking it through and evaluating the benefits for himself and his mate.

Ability: As the life giver of the pair, he can keep someone alive if he so chooses, but he rarely does unless it will somehow benefit him. Sometimes he will do so to his mate's victims simply to give her more time to play. His main ability however is the power of persuasion. Much like the jedi mind trick, he can convince people that things are either not there or are. He prefers to play such tricks on the simple minded, but if he wishes he can use it on a strong minded person. He rarely does so because it expends a lot energy and can make him weak.

Other Pictures:

A Thousand Questions Running Through my Mind
Getting to Know You

Spirit Horse Points 65

Hey look, theres a story now.

After the devil mare had been unloaded, Dominic went in and unfastened the slat, revealing her mate, a dark, heavyset stallion with minimal ryvo markings. He approached the horse cautiously, quickly untying him and holding him back firmly as the horse reared up, screaming the moment his mate disappeared from view.

It took all of Dominic’s power to hold him back and unload him, getting yanked forward as the dark steed attempted to burst off the trailer and go after Azar and Taisha. “Why couldn’t Azar have taken the crazy one?” He mumbled as he was lifted a few inches off the ground yet again.

He felt a whisper in the back of his mind as the stallion lunged forward again, kicking out, as if someone was trying to implant an idea in his head. He shook his head and ignored it, focusing on getting the stallion in with his mate without getting an injury and winced as the stallion bugled loudly in his ear.

Finally they made it to the pasture and he let the stallion free, narrowly missing getting a hoof in the head as he galloped towards his mate. Sighing, the tall man leaned on the fence next to Azar, watching as the mates greeted each other before going their separate ways, the mare into the grove and the stallion down and rolling to get travel sweat off.

“So, what ability did the stallion exhibit on his lovely walk here?” Azar asked sarcastically, eyeing Dominic’s dishevelled appearance.

“Nothing besides a high level of anxiety and a firm attachment to apron strings.” Dominic joked slightly. But only slightly. “I think he’s a mind type. I felt something in my mind, but it wasn’t very strong. Either he’s a dud who got lucky with her or he was too anxious to really work his power over me. I’m guessing the latter.” He smiled slightly. “No man want’s to let his woman go somewhere strange without him protecting her. I don’t see how it would be any different with them.”

Sighing he bent down and picked up the no trespassing signs he bought in town earlier. “Well, I should go put these up. Don’t want to be sued once the neighbour kids decide to be stupid and come be killed or scarred for life.” With that, he headed down the fence line, hammer and signs in hand.

Azar shook his head slightly and went to find Sienna. The poor woman probably needed a good stiff drink after her experience. It was the least he could do, right?

Design and breed: =mapal
Ref: [link]