Solovey

Light King

Solovey

Andalusian

Stallion

5 Years

Light

Aqua Green

Buckskin Tobiano

Ombre, starting tan and fading to darker brown

White spotted stockings on 3 legs, 1 leg short white sock. Has a darker brown nightingale mark on his shoulder. White face that ends under chin.

Black and Tan

15.2

He has this disillusion that he can transform into a nightingale and he has vivid waking dreams about this

Ee/Aa/Crcr/nT

Heterosexual

Indura Luin

Sunset Shores

Solovey is a super gentle soul. He hates confrontation and will often wilt in the face of others anger. He is quite and soft spoken and has always been a people pleaser to the point of even causing himself harm. He will go out of his way to cheer up another if he sees them sad and loves to make people laugh. He may act outgoing in certain situations but he is actually quite shy and talking to strangers is a huge stress for him. Others often find him strange as he has an odd way about him, as if his head is always in the clouds and he always has this far away look to his eyes. He believes that he can turn into a nightingale and has vivid dreams, not quite hallucinations but close about this and will often speak of feeling the wind in his wings and the freedom of the sky. He has a soft spot for children and loves to teach and isn't above playing with young ones. Solovey is as far from a fighter as anyone can be as violence scares him, even more than confrontation. He is kind and loving and has a heart of gold. It is hard for him to make friends but when he does he is fiercely loyal to them.

His life could be classified as odd. Even from an early age he didn't fit in with others. It had to do with the odd mark on his shoulder, in the form of a nightingale. His mother claimed that it made him special, that this mark would elevate him to great things. He loved his mark and sometime in his young years he started to believe that it gave him special powers, it started in the form of taking on the form of the nightingale at night and flying the starlit sky, to return to his horse body with the rising of the sun. His disillusions grew as he got older and soon he would have waking dreams during the sunlit hours. Because of this he was often picked on by his pries, the laughing stock of the heard. And even though his mother loved him greatly, and in her way encouraged his disillusions his father hated him. Often finding excuses to belittle Solovey and even beat him physically. Because of the constant abuse from his father and the mockery of his heard Solovey became withdrawn into him. As he got older it was only the young of the heard that didn't treat him poorly and he found with the foals happiness. They loved Solovey, and found his stories of flight fun and loved to see his odd mark. And he in turned loved them and spent most his free time with the young. Which earned him yet more scorn form the heard, he was supposed to be a stallion, not act like a nurse mare. Eventually his odd behaviors caused him to be driven from the heard, even his mother couldn't stop them from driving him off. Her last words to him as he fled the only home he knew was to not let the world make him bitter. He has clung to these words, holding them close to his heart as he ventures out into the world of wild equines to find his place.

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