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Description
Name: Tumbleweed
Nickname(s): Weedeater, Tumbler, Scruffy
Age: 4 1/2
Gender: Stallion
Height: 16.3 HH (Short)
Weight: 950 lbs (hefty)
Build: Mustang

Territory: The Pokeys
Family:
Mother (deceased)
Father (Unknown)
Siblings (Unknown)

Body Type: Tumble weed is a short and stocky young mustang. In the literal sense, he is a brick house. He is a girthy boy with medium length wavy hair, which matts easily and catches on thorns and often has plants or twigs in it.
Distinctive traits: A cute speckled pink nose. A small scar triangular under the hair on his forehead.
Voice: John Mullaney
Quirks or distinct gestures: Cannot lie to save his life. Has a very distinct tell: will scuff his front left hoof through the dirt.
Sexuality: Straight. He crushes easily on literally any mare nice enough to talk to him.

Personality Traits:
Honest
Tumbleweed can't lie to save his life and he knows that. He was always taught that honesty was the moral thing to do, and will always express his concerns and feeling aloud. He knows the value and importance of being open.
Compassionate
Tumbleweed has a very big heart. He knows life is tough sometimes in Hillevia and if he can just make one persons day better, he will. Thsi comes to a bit of a disadvantage to him, though, as hell sometimes put thers before himself.
Spazzy
Tumbleweed is a bit of a spazz. He'll get random zoomies, he'll blurt things out that are on his mind, he'll interrupt an entire conversation to point out something completely unrelated, etc. He's got a bit of "oh shiny" syndrome.
Short Memory
Tumbleweed has a VERY short memory. You could give him instruction, and 2 minutes later he would have forgotten what he was doing. Part of this is because of his short attention span. He has a bit fo a commitment issue and therefore just doesn't retain information
Fearful
Tumbleweed is very fearful. He's scared of thunder, any and all predatory animals, upsetting people, conflict, the imminent marching of time leading to inevitable death, heatstroke. It effects his ability to care for himself sometimes, and often causes his immune system to fail. Stress sin't good for your body, Tumbler.

In Depth: Tumbleweed finds insects and reptiles fascinating. He's always wondered how such small beings could make it in such a big and scary world and envies their drive for survival. Tumbleweed has lots of self-view issues. He doesn't see himself as an adequate mate, leader, partner, or even friend at most times and although will always give his all, always secretly feels that he isn't enough. His mind feeds off of negativity around him, something he has a hard time having control over. If someone were to complain about the weather in front of him, his immediate thought process would be that "If they hate it, I should hate it to so they don't think i'm different.". Tumbleweed LOVES to eat. and he will eat literally anything. He also has an incredible talent of finding food. Tumbleweed has an odd reaction to mares. He crushes. and he crushes HARD. Any mare who finds the time to talk to him will immediately cause him to become a blushing blubbering fool. He literally becomes emotionally constipated. Which generally makes mares nervous and he unintentionally scares them off.

Pre-Group: Tumbleweed was born to a single, wandering mare in the shelter of the cactus forest. A small, stubby legged, scraggly foal, his mother tried her very best to keep him alive and healthy, and teach him everything he needed to know about his harsh world. Many times, Tumbleweeds mother had to save his hide from predators and dangers around him, and as frustrated as she became with his inability to remember the rules of the desert, and how to keep himself safe, she knew that it wasn't his fault. He had been born to early, and it affected his ability to learn. She continued to risk her own life to keep him safe, making sure he knew everything he needed to grow into a strong stallion one day. And perhaps then, he could protect his mother for a change. Unfortunately, that day never came. During a heavy monsoon, his mother was testing the ridge of a trail over a whitewater river, slipped, and fell to her death in the raging waters below. Tumbleweed had watched helplessly as his poor mother fell into the river, and never resurfaced.
In-Group: tbd

Other: Tumbleweed is a sweet forgetful butterball boy.

Description
Name: Tumbleweed
Nickname(s): Weedeater, Tumbler, Scruffy
Age: 4 1/2
Gender: Stallion
Height: 16.3 HH (Short)
Weight: 950 lbs (hefty)
Build: Mustang

Territory: The Pokeys
Family:
Mother (deceased)
Father (Unknown)
Siblings (Unknown)

Body Type: Tumble weed is a short and stocky young mustang. In the literal sense, he is a brick house. He is a girthy boy with medium length wavy hair, which matts easily and catches on thorns and often has plants or twigs in it.
Distinctive traits: A cute speckled pink nose. A small scar triangular under the hair on his forehead.
Voice: John Mullaney
Quirks or distinct gestures: Cannot lie to save his life. Has a very distinct tell: will scuff his front left hoof through the dirt.
Sexuality: Straight. He crushes easily on literally any mare nice enough to talk to him.

Personality Traits:
Honest
Tumbleweed can't lie to save his life and he knows that. He was always taught that honesty was the moral thing to do, and will always express his concerns and feeling aloud. He knows the value and importance of being open.
Compassionate
Tumbleweed has a very big heart. He knows life is tough sometimes in Hillevia and if he can just make one persons day better, he will. Thsi comes to a bit of a disadvantage to him, though, as hell sometimes put thers before himself.
Spazzy
Tumbleweed is a bit of a spazz. He'll get random zoomies, he'll blurt things out that are on his mind, he'll interrupt an entire conversation to point out something completely unrelated, etc. He's got a bit of "oh shiny" syndrome.
Short Memory
Tumbleweed has a VERY short memory. You could give him instruction, and 2 minutes later he would have forgotten what he was doing. Part of this is because of his short attention span. He has a bit fo a commitment issue and therefore just doesn't retain information
Fearful
Tumbleweed is very fearful. He's scared of thunder, any and all predatory animals, upsetting people, conflict, the imminent marching of time leading to inevitable death, heatstroke. It effects his ability to care for himself sometimes, and often causes his immune system to fail. Stress sin't good for your body, Tumbler.

In Depth: Tumbleweed finds insects and reptiles fascinating. He's always wondered how such small beings could make it in such a big and scary world and envies their drive for survival. Tumbleweed has lots of self-view issues. He doesn't see himself as an adequate mate, leader, partner, or even friend at most times and although will always give his all, always secretly feels that he isn't enough. His mind feeds off of negativity around him, something he has a hard time having control over. If someone were to complain about the weather in front of him, his immediate thought process would be that "If they hate it, I should hate it to so they don't think i'm different.". Tumbleweed LOVES to eat. and he will eat literally anything. He also has an incredible talent of finding food. Tumbleweed has an odd reaction to mares. He crushes. and he crushes HARD. Any mare who finds the time to talk to him will immediately cause him to become a blushing blubbering fool. He literally becomes emotionally constipated. Which generally makes mares nervous and he unintentionally scares them off.

Pre-Group: Tumbleweed was born to a single, wandering mare in the shelter of the cactus forest. A small, stubby legged, scraggly foal, his mother tried her very best to keep him alive and healthy, and teach him everything he needed to know about his harsh world. Many times, Tumbleweeds mother had to save his hide from predators and dangers around him, and as frustrated as she became with his inability to remember the rules of the desert, and how to keep himself safe, she knew that it wasn't his fault. He had been born to early, and it affected his ability to learn. She continued to risk her own life to keep him safe, making sure he knew everything he needed to grow into a strong stallion one day. And perhaps then, he could protect his mother for a change. Unfortunately, that day never came. During a heavy monsoon, his mother was testing the ridge of a trail over a whitewater river, slipped, and fell to her death in the raging waters below. Tumbleweed had watched helplessly as his poor mother fell into the river, and never resurfaced.
In-Group: tbd

Other: Tumbleweed is a sweet forgetful butterball boy.