Post by Tenebrus II on Oct 3, 2008 4:12:58 GMT 1
Introducing: Mr T
Name:
Tenebrus II
Age:
March 1, 3.5 Years
Gender:
Male
Species:
Thestral
Birthplace:
Forbidden Forest, Hogwarts, England.
Relatives:
None at Hogwarts.
Appearance: Creepy
Picture:
Coat Colour:
Black
Eye Colour:
White
Build:
Painfully thin and emaciated to a level beyond what any living creature can survive to. The black flesh of his body seems draped around a skeleton, with only a hint of muscle to make him a little bit broader than the herd’s mares. The thestrals magical nature is very obvious considering he can even walk let alone do anything else. Any horse at his weight would have suffered organ failure some 300 pounds ago.
Height:
15.3 hands high mature height, currently about 15.1 ½ hh. (Non Horsey People Guide: One hand is 4 inches, and height is measured from the top of the withers to the ground (the bony bump on the base of a horses neck. This bit!)
Specifics:
The most important question is: Can you even see him at all? Thestrals are infamous for only becoming visible after one has seen a person die and accepted their death, something you would hope isn’t that common.
If you are lucky (or unlucky) enough to be able to see him however, he’s a brilliant representation of what a breeding-quality thestral should look like. I’ll spare you the information on his textbook angled shoulder and uphill build and cut to the chase: In short he’s a great, black, skeletal horse-like creature with membranous batlike wings, no mane, and a lizard-like tail. His features are overall very draconic, particularly in the face with small, pointy black horns and a set of large fangs which give him away as a carnivore. The eyes have to be the scariest, milky white, glassy, and very dead-looking. Thestral’s reputation as an omen of evil looks pretty well deserved at first glance, looking a bit like the horse equivalent of the grim reaper.
In Front OfFriends Victims
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual. Very. Yay for fillies!
Self Image:
He’s hot, he’s studly, and everyone totally adores him and thinks he’s the bestest! He’s utterly convinced he’s the ultimate social butterfly. Tenebrus is at the age of the rough equivalent of a teenager in horse years, and it shows.
To the Outward Eye:
Tenebrus’s attitude about himself really comes out in everything. He’s a shameless show off and attention whore. He’s cocky, overconfident, constantly tries to flaunt himself at the herds mares, and is becoming more pushy and dominant now that he’s nearing complete maturity.
In fact, he’s probably even scarier than most thestrals. They’re bad enough to look at just keeping to themselves, but Tenebrus seems to really like students. Having what looks like a skeletal demon-horse trot over in a beeline towards you with its greedy little eyes on your hotdog doesn’t really make most people feel too brave.
When he’s invisible you get to hear the sound of hoof-falls, footprints appearing in the dirt coming right at you, then something nosing the back of your head. You’re then treated to a loud, bloodcurdling scream right in your ear if you don’t sacrifice the ham in your sandwich.
Social Status:
In the herd hierarchy, he’s currently about halfway, but this often fluctuates. He’s sure he’s meant to be the boss, so he’ll bully higher ranking members as often as possible and sometimes manages to climb a rung or two, only to get bullied back and plummet lower than before.
Positive Traits:
Negative Traits:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Train of Destruction
History:
When you got just one herd, inbreeding eventually becomes a problem. The easiest way to solve this is to sell the colts and keep one thats from an outsourced stallion so that it isn't related to any of the females and sell the mother after it's weaned. Thus, Tenebrus came to be.
He was born a healthy, normal size and lived a lazy first year of just eating, sleeping and running in circles. Thanks to his mothers fine temper, CoMC classes were occasionally brought over to see him, though he was almost trod on more than once. At the end of the year, the about to graduate 7th years were given a chance to name him, and they opted to call him Tenebrus the Second, after the thestral stallion that ruled the herd before him. Sort of to keep up traditions and all.
There’s not much to report about his life until now. He was kept around people as often as possible to ensure he stayed socialised, and almost got in trouble as a yearling when his attempts to steal someone’s ham sandwich resulted in the poor kid sending a hex at his invisible ‘attacker’. Idris wasn’t at all pleased with that one.
After turning 3, he was officially old enough to begin training as his other job of just getting the mares knocked up. He’s been finally turned out with the thestral herd to make some babies, and he’s absolutely loving it. As a precaution, his mother has been sent elsewhere. The training however, he doesn’t love nearly so much.
Though, considering the findings on one of the hippogriff mares, Thestrals aren't the only ladies he's been flirting with. More on that as it develops.
His Puppeteer
Name:
Illu
Other Characters:
Vivian Jones, soon.
Name:
Tenebrus II
Age:
March 1, 3.5 Years
Gender:
Male
Species:
Thestral
Birthplace:
Forbidden Forest, Hogwarts, England.
Relatives:
None at Hogwarts.
Appearance: Creepy
Picture:
Coat Colour:
Black
Eye Colour:
White
Build:
Painfully thin and emaciated to a level beyond what any living creature can survive to. The black flesh of his body seems draped around a skeleton, with only a hint of muscle to make him a little bit broader than the herd’s mares. The thestrals magical nature is very obvious considering he can even walk let alone do anything else. Any horse at his weight would have suffered organ failure some 300 pounds ago.
Height:
15.3 hands high mature height, currently about 15.1 ½ hh. (Non Horsey People Guide: One hand is 4 inches, and height is measured from the top of the withers to the ground (the bony bump on the base of a horses neck. This bit!)
Specifics:
The most important question is: Can you even see him at all? Thestrals are infamous for only becoming visible after one has seen a person die and accepted their death, something you would hope isn’t that common.
If you are lucky (or unlucky) enough to be able to see him however, he’s a brilliant representation of what a breeding-quality thestral should look like. I’ll spare you the information on his textbook angled shoulder and uphill build and cut to the chase: In short he’s a great, black, skeletal horse-like creature with membranous batlike wings, no mane, and a lizard-like tail. His features are overall very draconic, particularly in the face with small, pointy black horns and a set of large fangs which give him away as a carnivore. The eyes have to be the scariest, milky white, glassy, and very dead-looking. Thestral’s reputation as an omen of evil looks pretty well deserved at first glance, looking a bit like the horse equivalent of the grim reaper.
In Front Of
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual. Very. Yay for fillies!
Self Image:
He’s hot, he’s studly, and everyone totally adores him and thinks he’s the bestest! He’s utterly convinced he’s the ultimate social butterfly. Tenebrus is at the age of the rough equivalent of a teenager in horse years, and it shows.
To the Outward Eye:
Tenebrus’s attitude about himself really comes out in everything. He’s a shameless show off and attention whore. He’s cocky, overconfident, constantly tries to flaunt himself at the herds mares, and is becoming more pushy and dominant now that he’s nearing complete maturity.
In fact, he’s probably even scarier than most thestrals. They’re bad enough to look at just keeping to themselves, but Tenebrus seems to really like students. Having what looks like a skeletal demon-horse trot over in a beeline towards you with its greedy little eyes on your hotdog doesn’t really make most people feel too brave.
When he’s invisible you get to hear the sound of hoof-falls, footprints appearing in the dirt coming right at you, then something nosing the back of your head. You’re then treated to a loud, bloodcurdling scream right in your ear if you don’t sacrifice the ham in your sandwich.
Social Status:
In the herd hierarchy, he’s currently about halfway, but this often fluctuates. He’s sure he’s meant to be the boss, so he’ll bully higher ranking members as often as possible and sometimes manages to climb a rung or two, only to get bullied back and plummet lower than before.
Positive Traits:
- Intelligent :: Intelligent enough to seem to understand human speech at any rate, though whether he can be bothered to listen to your pleas for him to stop standing on your foot is another matter.
- Social :: Anytime is playtime, and he’s happy to be approached whenever. This makes him brilliant for use in lessons as he’s not an old crank like some of the broodmares who’ve had enough of students to last them a lifetime.
- Adventurous :: Unlike the others who like to hide in the darkness of the forest and only come out when Indris calls them for food, Tenebrus often likes to go wander about the school grounds, more so on cloudy days when there’s less light. There was a bit of concern about this at first, and after much discussion it was decided to do nothing about it, seeing as he’s not hurting anyone by doing so.
- Protective :: If he likes you and you happen to want to walk with him through the forbidden forest, be happy in the knowledge he’ll try and get whatever wants to hurt you. No one touches his property, bitch. His property namely being: you. Getting to this esteemed position is simple: offer him a hotdog. He will not however attack other people.
- Manageable :: Okay, so he has a lot of annoying habits and some leadership issues, but in the right hands he can be worked with with little to no trouble.
Negative Traits:
- In-Your-Face :: Give him one scrap of anything, and he won’t stop following you. Try and shoo him off, he’ll scream at you, and keep following anyway.
- Dominant :: Tenebrus doesn’t only want to be boss of the herd someday, he wants to be boss of you. As such he’s not recommended for people that can’t find a way to lay down that their word is law, not his. You’d better have good reflexes too, because if you’re a meek sort of person and Tenebrus thinks he has a shot of beating you in a battle of the wills he can get a bit nippy, and with those fangs, it hurts.
- Short Attention Span :: Absolute maximum of 30 seconds, to be precise. May not sound like much, but the attention span of the horse is approximately 11.5 seconds, so it’s an improvement, albeit a slight one.
- Selective Laziness :: Oh sure, he’ll be happy to run around in circles for exactly three and a half hours non stop, but hitch him up to one of the Hogwarts carriages and he immediately emos. You basically need to dangle a steak in front of his face with a fishing rod to make him move, or at least be able to shout real loud.
- Self-destructive if Bored :: It was quite a problem when he was penned in when he was younger, and he often took to bad habits such as cribbing (fence chewing), windsucking (biting the fence and sucking air in through the teeth. Both windsucking and cribbing can lodge splinters in the throat and/or wreak the teeth) and weaving (when a horse rocks from side to side. This cause’s great strain on the front legs and in the long term can deform the leg bones). Now abated somewhat that he’s loose to run around, but he’ll still latch onto a low-lying branch sometimes.
Likes:
- Mares :: He’s a guy, and an animal. Girls of his own species are naturally high on his list of priorities.
- Food :: Tenebrus is a greedy, greedy boy, that’s what it really comes down to. He’s a healthy weight for a thestral already, so Idris has to keep an eye on his intake. Some animals (and people) just like food.
- People :: Some have snacks, and they make funny noises when you touch them then they run really fast for you to chase them. What’s not to love?
- Running around :: He’s young, he’s still hyperactive, and that’s the best way to work it off.
- All of the above x4 again :: Single mindedness for the win?
Dislikes:
- Other stallions :: This not only extends to thestral stallions, but Abraxans and other magical breeds and regular horses as well. Just being in their presence makes him angsty and territorial and if he gets a chance he’ll happily challenge them to a fight over land and mares. This behaviour can be trained out of him, but finding opportunities is difficult.
- Training :: As a three year old stallion, Tenebrus is old enough to start training, and he hates it already. He’ll do it, as Idris is higher up in the ‘herd hierarchy’ than he is, but there’s nothing he loathes more than being hitched up to that damn carriage unable to do what he likes. Being ridden is annoying too, he’s not used to having extra weight on his back so whenever he gets jumped on he does a bit of a drunken sailor walk while trying to adjust.
- Being Ignored :: Tenebrus is the king of all attention whores. It’s hard to get noticed when you’re invisible to most people, but that won’t stop him trying.
- Centaurs :: He’s only met them a few times while hanging with the herd in the forest, and they’re not a very sociable bunch it seems. Nasty habit of firing off pointy sticks when you get too close.
- Rain :: If you ever happen to spray him with water, he’ll damn near do a ballet to get away. He has to flap his wings up and down for ages afterwards to get fully dry, otherwise if he folds them up without doing so the underside will be wet for all eternity. Bloody hassle.
Train of Destruction
History:
When you got just one herd, inbreeding eventually becomes a problem. The easiest way to solve this is to sell the colts and keep one thats from an outsourced stallion so that it isn't related to any of the females and sell the mother after it's weaned. Thus, Tenebrus came to be.
He was born a healthy, normal size and lived a lazy first year of just eating, sleeping and running in circles. Thanks to his mothers fine temper, CoMC classes were occasionally brought over to see him, though he was almost trod on more than once. At the end of the year, the about to graduate 7th years were given a chance to name him, and they opted to call him Tenebrus the Second, after the thestral stallion that ruled the herd before him. Sort of to keep up traditions and all.
There’s not much to report about his life until now. He was kept around people as often as possible to ensure he stayed socialised, and almost got in trouble as a yearling when his attempts to steal someone’s ham sandwich resulted in the poor kid sending a hex at his invisible ‘attacker’. Idris wasn’t at all pleased with that one.
After turning 3, he was officially old enough to begin training as his other job of just getting the mares knocked up. He’s been finally turned out with the thestral herd to make some babies, and he’s absolutely loving it. As a precaution, his mother has been sent elsewhere. The training however, he doesn’t love nearly so much.
Though, considering the findings on one of the hippogriff mares, Thestrals aren't the only ladies he's been flirting with. More on that as it develops.
His Puppeteer
Name:
Illu
Other Characters:
Vivian Jones, soon.
