Lane \\ Angletus// Done

[Kiaria]

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So I got my boots on, got the right 'mount of leather.
And I'm doing me up with a black colour liner.
And I'm workin' my strut but I know it don't matter.
All we need in this world is some love..

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name • Lane
age • 2
gender • Male
species • Equine
breed • Thoroughbred
sexuality • Bisexual.

dominion • Angletus

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personality •

Lane is the kind of horse to keep mostly to himself. In social groups, he tends to sit there and be silent, preferring no words at all than to talk. He thinks more than he speaks, and he's always watching, observing. He doesn't care to talk about childish things, mostly important things. He likes to give advice when someone needs it, and is always there to help. Lane values each life, good or bad, the same way. If someone can break through his wall, he'll place them on his own mental pedastel. He can sometimes get a bit too worried, which puts stress on him and causes him to not eat and not sleep. Lane is respectful when he needs to be, and knows when to shut up.

He carries a guilt on his shoulders if something happens that he feels like it was his fault. Because of this, he puts a barrier around himself, even around those who broke through the first. He's afraid that he's going to mess up badly, so he sticks to himself. He doesn't want to be in a herd, or else he might just be a dead-weight to them. However, he keeps this all to himself. There's lots of things that not even his close friends know, and he hides anything behind a goofy personality. He'll be perverted, and seemingly spilling out jokes either with his words or with his actions. He never tries to let anyone in, for fear of burdening them as well. What he does, he does on his own. Lane is always careful around others who are new, but, he doesn't make a good conversationalist.

likes •

-Guys and gals.
-Cloudless skies.
-Being alone sometimes
-Helping others.
-Running around in rain.

dislikes •

-Loud and noisy things
-Foals
-Being too clean
-Violence with no reason
-Being in crowds.
-Having to talk loudly & in front of crowds.

weaknesses •

-Friends that he truly cares about
-Can stress himself a bit and it makes him a bit unhealthy.
-A bit easy to manipulate.
-Always tries to get out of fights.
-Sometimes puts himself before others & makes bad decisions.

strengths •

-Knows what's wrong or right.
-Sticks up for himself & others.
-Thinks before he acts.
-Stubborn, so, if he pushes enough, he can get what he wants (rarely)
-Respectful.

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pelt color • A blue-roan type, appears to be a grey-ish blue. Mane and tail are both ebony.
eye color • An icey blue.
height • 16 HH.
weight • Around 1200 lbs.
markings • Slight spotting of white that goes down his barrel, black head and socks..
scars • None

general appearance •

The body of Lane is sleek and slim, but not unhealthy. Stands at 16 HH, and has long legs. His back is short, generally like other Thoroughbreds. Has a long and slim neck, and a straight profile. Head is carried usually low, and a flat forehead with wide-set eyes.. Has high withers, and appears that he doesn't have a lot of muscles, but, it's just a bit compact. Has a deep barrel which can help with running and breathing. His head is ebony in colour, fading to the grey-ish blue as it goes down on his neck. The mane and tail are also ebony, along with his hooves. He has socks of the same color, and is mostly grey-ish blue along his barrel. There's slight spots along his barrel, a normal marking among blue roans. He can sometimes look a bit thinner than he should, but, other than that, he's usually at a healthy weight.

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history •

Lane had a slightly rough start to life. Complications at birth caused his mother to fall ill, but, she managed. Of course, he felt a bit bad about it, so, he always tried to make sure he behaved. He didn't want to be in his parents' way, nor cause them trouble. He didn't want to do anything wrong, or cause his parents stress. Eventually, his mother had died from the complications. He wasn't weaned yet, and he didn't react like a normal foal should. He simply thought that it was too bad, no signs of sadness was shown. Nothing, so he went on like that. His father, feeling nothing negative towards Lane, had to get someone else. Lane had to use another mare's milk, and he grew to be friends with her. When he was weaned, he still stuck by his friends and family. He had a best friend, and he usually could be seen with her. He was still the quiet one, never really speaking either. Little actions, subtle, and hardly anyone else other than his best friend could see was usually the way he replied with the best friend. Lane didn't care much for socializing, and was often found by himself. However, being a horse, when he did socialize, he was quite the chipper horse.

Eventually, he grew older. He was still the same, quiet, reserved horse he was when he was young. Now that he was mature enough, he fully understood what happened with his mother. He felt bad, but, other than that, he was still normal.Eventually, it was time for him to leave the herd. He said his goodbyes, and then left. He didn't know where he was going to go, but he decided with himself that he'd go somewhere better. Lane knew that there were herds out there that caused trouble for no reason, and knew that there were do-gooders, but, he knew where he belonged. Lane wanted to protect the people who got close, protect those that he cared about. It must've been by chance that he heard word of a herd that was just like that- Angleus. Hoping for acceptance, he made his way to them.

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roleplay post •

Lane glanced around, moving slowly. He wasn't going to run, he was going to take his time.He was hoping to be a little wiser when he got there, even if the chances of that were slim. Besides, he heard they were accepting. Would they take him in as well? He knew nothing of the lands, the population, absolutely nothing. Of course he was worried, but, he kept his insecurities to himself. Who would want to deal with an insecure horse? Raising his maw up, he took in a bit of the scents. He wasn't too far off, but, still had to take a bit. Sighing, there was a slight grin on his face, he moved once more. He was careful on where he was stepping in the grass, not wanting to step on anything sharp or painful. He was glad that he was leaving behind everything. Why? For the adventure.

He had lived where he was born for much too long for someone restless like him. He could be a rogue, but, he actually liked some of the company of others. Often times, rogues split up. They'd find good cheer in each other's company, and eventually fade away. Lane didn't want to end up a life of loneliness, so, hopefully, if he was accepted into the herd, he wouldn't have to worry about it. He had a slight grin on his maw, glancing around with blue eyes as he stepped carefully. He didn't know what he should do about introductions, nor who was there. He heard of royalty being there as well. Was it serious? Lane was a bit antsy, having no idea what the land's rules were or not. There was a few things that he knew he had to do. Be respectful, and always watch what he was doing.

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name • Kiaria
age • I'm actually 14. Messed up a bit on my age, so, my account's gonna say I'm 15.
experience • 3-4 years?
how you found us • Random advertisements. Just picking and choosing, moving my way through.

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and the light side, baby tonight
It's a struggle, gotta rumble trying to find it.
But if I had you, that would be the only thing I'd ever need

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[Byrdlet]

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So I am pretty sure we rped together on what used to be Flaming Passions! If that is the case, it is great to see you again! And if not---it is great to see you anyways! Glad you stumbled across us and we really hope you stick around! Super excited to see another Angletus member! Be sure to post in the name claims and the who owns who but also, post in the joining thread in Angletus and Illythia will find a good place among her ranks! Welcome again to TLO! <3

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