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Muurbloem/Doe/Firebringer

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Name: Muurbloem
Meaning: Wallflower, someone who is very unpopular, shy. 
Nicknames: Muur
Gender: Doe
Breed: :iconfawnlings:
Height: 12 HH
Age: 9 years , year 751 Of The New Age
Colour: Pangare Chestnut Restricted Fawn
Genotype: ee/Aa/ff/PgPg/fwfw/Rxrz
Herd: Silverthorne, herd member
Bloodlines 100 % Silverhtorne (Alane x Zen)
Herd position: Firebringer 

Build: Light build. Builded like a godess, extremely long and thin legs, well-muscled, well arched neck, small head with extremely big eyes and ears, long, shiny and curling hair. Her coat colour is like a fire, raging from white to a deep orange. She has a little beauty spot on the right side of her muzzle, close to her mouth. Her brown eyes have an intense gaze. She always wears a garland made of pink flowers on top of her head.

Temperament: 

Flirty, pessimistic, dark-minded, stubborn, seductive, a loner

Muurbloem is very flirty and seductive. Her beautiful, well formedl body gets most of the time attention from other stags. Although lots of does would enjoy the attention, Muurbloem doesn't really like it at all. She always plays nice and flirts with other stags, while she hates it in her head. She only uses the stags to get things done. When she was younger, she dreamed of finding the perfect stag; by now she doesn't really believe in love anymore. She's very dark-minded and pessimistic, and actually just unhappy in general. Most of the time she's alone, without any friends. She bonds difficult. She had been punished a few times because of leaving the herdlands, so that's why she stays in the herd. The herd means protection, food and shelter, nothing more, nothing less. She doesn't have many friends.
though her heart is still hoping for that special stag to prove her wrong

Stats 

Speed: 7
Stamina: 3
Strength: 0 (build cap, max 5 points)

Magic: 11 [Medium]  
Herbs: 0 [Basic]

Breakdown
+7 speed, base points
+3 stamnia base points

+11 magic, starter bonus
 

History: 


Muurbloem's history is one with hate, passion and jealousy. It made her the doe she is today.
First, we need to go way back in history. Just as every doe before her, Muurbloem's mother, named Alane, a funny, small chestnut doe with gorgeous eyes was ready to find a mate. She was 5, and a little immature.  Although she still preffered to go and play with the younger fawnlings, her parents thought it was the right time for Alane to be part of a stag's harem. The following rut, Alane became part of a harem, with three other does. It was the harem of Falcon. Falcon was a nice stag with perfectly curved horns, a big smile and a dark chestnut coat. Just as Muurbloem, his belly and legs were coloured slightly lighter. Falcon's harem was one of the nicest to be part of, because the does had lots of freedom and Falcon was a gentleman. Alane couldn't have wished for anything better, her parents said. Although being a part of a harem was a new thing for Alane, she quickly settled and became friends with the other does. 

The first year went great. Alane wasn't pregnant, due to her immaturity, but Falcon still wanted to keep her. Alane felt a little sad that she could not give Falcon a child, but she was relieved when he said he still wanted her to be part of his harem. That winter, a stranger entered the herd. A grey stag, with small horns and pitch black eyes, named Zen. When he walked past Alane and looked her right in the eyes, she knew it. She had never known what 'falling in love' ment and she never had those feelings before, but from the moment she had met Zen's eyes and he smiled, she fell in love. That night she only dreamt about Zen. His muscled body, his dark eyes..... She started to visit Zen every night, when the others were asleep. They talked all night long, and the longer they talked, the more Alane fell in love. Spring, and so rut, were coming and Alane didn't want to have a child by Falcon. She wanted to leave the herd with Zen, and travel around the island. 

For a few weeks, Alane visited Zen unnoticed. They discussed their plans, nuzzled and were laying close to eachother. They loved eachother like Alane never had felt before. 

Until one night. Alane stood up and checked if the others were sleeping. She slowly walked through the thick snow towards the tree were Zen was sleeping. Falcon heard Alane walking, and he opened his eyes. He decided to follow her, curious where she would go. His curiosity quickly turned into anger when he saw Alane toghether with the new stag. They nuzzled, and he heard the stag saying sweet things to her, things he heard his parents say to eachother. He almost wanted to attack, but he had a better plan for Alane. 

He pretended he didn't know about the secret of Alane, and life was going on. A week later, Falcon dissapeared into the woods.

The next morning, Falcon's harem woke up early. A scream coming from Zen's tree. A few other herdmembers quickly galloped to the tree, were a few others were standing, mumbling and discussing. Falcon and his does quickly followed everyone, curious about the thing that happened. Alane felt anxious. She knew he knew it. She knew it. Arrived at the tree, Alane was frozen solid. There he was, Zen. His body ripped apart. His skull smashed, his tongue which was turning black hanging outside his mouth. His eyes wide open, his legs smashed and broken. The smell of stained blood. 

Falcon had visited a magician, an old doe who was great at cursing someone. She had cursed Alane. The love of her live died, and so would she when she birthed a fawn. The fawn would be beautiful, in a horrifying way. The fawn would be so beautiful it wasn't save during rut. It would be so beautiful it would turn towards itself, and it would never learn to trust others.

That summer, Alane died, before she could even kill herself. All that was left was a doe. A gorgeous, extremely beautiful doe. A perfect doe. Called Muurbloem, wallflower, someone who was not popular. Raised by Falcon and a anonymous broodmare as a perfect daughter. Jealous others weren't uncommon, and Muurbloem had an awful past. 



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Current location: silverwood

RP'S
First Encounters
SISTERS NO MORE
Feel The Fire Of Your Darkest Dreams


BREEDING: NOPE 
She wants to dedicate her heart to one stag

Mate: looking ;) 
(someone who can handle her haha)

 
None yet


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Mercivorex's avatar
Since she is seeking a mate, I was wondering if you might possibly be interested in any roleplays between her and my boy Eru?

He would love to help cheer her up and make her feel special ;w;