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Sonja | CW Exile Herd | Mare

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Published: Aug 3, 2013

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Description

Edit 11/16: Changed to new app.

Basics

Name } Sonja (SOAN-yuh)
Nickname } None

Gender } Female/Mare
Age } 35 years
Height } 14.6 hands
Breed } Rocky Mountain Horse

Herd Affiliation } The Exiles
Rank } Mare
Location } The Southern Isle

Personal

Personality } DECOROUS | PRUDENTIAL & SENSIBLE | RESERVED | OPTIMISTIC | OCCASIONALLY APATHETIC
DECOROUS - Sonja definitely believes in the idea of keeping a respectable appearance. She holds her head high and regally, though she knows her place and does not act as if she is more important than she is. She is polite and dignified, not ever sacrificing her honor for a childish game or folly. These attributes came from both her own nature as well as her mother's lessons in manners and dignity.

PRUDENTIAL & SENSIBLE - Living up to her namesake, Sonja shows forethought and is often regarded as making wise decisions because of it. She is never one to throw caution to the wind, partly because of her belief in decorum, but also because she feels she could have been more prepared for the fire that took her homeland and mother (though in truth, she couldn't have been). It is not a bad trait, necessarily, unless seeming like a party-pooper is a terrible thing. It is positive, really, because she ends up safer rather than sorry most of the time.

RESERVED - Ever since her mother's death, Sonja has grown back into her old habits of being a reserved and almost aloof member of the herd. She does not make it her business to make friends or go up to others simply for the sake of conversation. She is not shy, per se, but definitely finds it somewhat uncomfortable to frolic around noisily and draw attention to herself.

OPTIMISTIC - Sonja always tries to be optimistic, even heartbreakingly so. She searched for days in hopes that her mother had somehow survived the blazes. Even now, she still holds out a scrap of hope in the back of her mind that Pomma is still out there, trying to find the herd. Sonja tends to look towards the sunny side of things, even though she may seem like somewhat of a wet blanket.

OCCASIONALLY APATHETIC - Quite often, Sonja will seem as if she is the most uncaring creature in all of the world. She will sigh and shake her head, and refuse to smile or even try to look interested in an activity or conversation. She has little enthusiasm for many things, finding them to be foolish or too zealous for her liking.

Orientation } Heterosexual

Background

Family }
DAM - Pomma
SIRE - Nimbus

History }

Sonja was born into the Exile Herd when the grasses of their home were lush and green. There was nothing particularly extraordinary about her birth, except the fact that her mother went into labor during a torrential spring thunderstorm. The next morning, when the rain let up and Pomma led her back to the herd, the little filly wobbled right up to her father, Nimbus, and let out a hearty whinny. Laughing, Nimbus looked down and said, "What a wise little filly she is." Hearing this, Pomma suggested they name her Sonja, meaning "wisdom."

As a young filly, Sonja was reserved and shy, not wishing to play with her fellow yearlings but instead keeping close to her mother's side. Pomma didn't mind this; instead of worrying that her child was not growing socially, she instead became a sort of instructor of manners and decorum, and in this way, tried to coax Sonja into growing in confidence. It worked, for the most part, and with age and her mother's persuasion, she finally approached the others and joined in their games.

Sonja didn't ever see much of her father, Nimbus, as he was a guard and had to be on duty often. Even after making acquaintances out of her age group, she always considered her mother her closest friend. The family lived peacefully in the Exile Herd... until the fires started.

There wasn't even time to assess the situation when Sonja awoke from her mother's frantic nip at the neck. Flames soared all across the lands, seeming to engulf everything and anything. Screams and whinnies sounded above the roar and crack of the conflagration, and shock slowed her movements so that only another nip cajoled her into picking up into a gallop after the rest of the scattered herd. In the confusion she was separated from Pomma, but she was too busy fleeing to notice.
Terrified and running blindly, Sonja tripped over a root and scraped the bottom of her muzzle against the low branches of the gnarled tree. She could feel blood trickling down her chin, but she stumbled up and kept running, smoke stinging her eyes and fire licking at her heels.

Once they had reached relative safety and mares and stallions alike began taking role call for family and friends, Sonja searched for her parents. She found Nimbus, burnt but alive, and together they looked for Pomma. Sonja asked everyone if they had seen her mother - some even twice - but all replied in the negative. Dismayed and heartbroken, Sonja couldn't believe that Pomma was gone. She galloped out at dawn when the fires died down, smoke still curling off of the bushes and hanging in the air like mist. She searched and searched, but eventually the herd began to move on to "greener pastures," and she was forced to follow them or else face abandonment and most certainly death. With Pomma gone, she curled back into her shell, becoming less open and more like her old self. The cuts from her fall turned into scars, which she is not proud of because it reminds her of both the fire and the panic she felt that night. Her father grew more close to her after this time, starting to teach her about the stars and how to find her way by using them as a guide.

Tier Tracker }

Art & character (c) Myself
Ref base & group (c) =Elesette

Image size

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MatrixPotato

Sep 2, 2013

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