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Rogue

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Show Name: Lost in Time
Barn Name: Rogue
Color: Black with Birdcatcher spots
Gender: stallion
Height: 15.0hh
Age: 6 years
Parents: foundation
Personality: Happy Loner | Wise | Quiet | Loyal
Rouge loves his alone time. He's quite introverted but has many wise words to say. Often times he says the most meaningful things in the least amount of words. He doesn't like to draw attention to himself and his actions speak louder than his words. He's easy to get along with and values respect. He is extremely loyal and will stand up for what's right. He will carry his own weight and others' burdens too if they are struggling.
Friends: is more introverted and a happy loner. Gets along with most. Nowadays he loves to stick by his mate's side and make sure she's safe and happy.
Mate: Alice
Lineage: [url]lineage link[/url]
Offspring:
•with mate









Extra: "My favorite food is anything that keeps me going. Winter because watching the snow fall peacefully is my favorite thing. My owner is my best friend. Pride, arrogance, and lack of respect annoy me. My biggest fear is that I didn't give my all. Words I live by are "Never change yourself for someone else". Some words of wisdom I like are "Have a heart of gold and people will notice it more than an outside covered in gold".

Story: The trees swayed in the wind as the sun set along the horizon. As I looked up into the clouds, they began to shift colors from shades of blues to shades of pinks and oranges. I sat alone under the solid and sturdy oak tree, just listening to the leaves and branches move in the winds. I thought about Rogue and wondered where he was on this fine fall day. For weeks, he's been acting strange and distant. Which is not necessarily out of the ordinary for him. But, it still was weird. His body language seemed to be saying something else. Rogue had been going out on long journeys and coming back to the stables late at night. Something was on his mind. I wanted to get to the bottom of it. Just as I stood up from my restful spot, I saw Rogue approaching me from the other side of the pasture. He walked slowly towards me with a big grin on his face. He was acting so peculiar. As soon as he was in front of me, he smiled at me and pushed a small gift towards my hooves. I looked down and it was a stunning stone. He knows how much I love pebbles and how I have a small collection going in my stall. It shimmered in the dimming sunlight as the sunset radiated throughout the sky. The stone gave off hues of blues and greens as the colors danced in the light. I nuzzled the stone and it was perfectly smooth to the touch. I looked up at Rogue with tears in my eyes and a gigantic smile running across my face. Rogue's face lit up as he saw my excitement grow by the second. He nuzzled my neck and I leaned up against him. His warmth flooded my body as I just stood there gazing into his eyes. "Thank you so much Rogue. You know me all too well." Rogue's face beamed with happiness and he just smiled as I laid my head against his neck. We both looked down at the stunning stone as the sunset began to fade away. Coldness started to creep upon us as the darkness rose up from the cracks. A slight shiver began to run down my neck and back. I gently picked up my precious stone and Rogue looked at me, signalling it was time to head in. Our winter coats had yet to grow in, so we relied heavily on our blankets and the warmth of the stables. As we slowly walked back, Rogue began to reminisce about the day he first saw my stones collection. How I had each and every one of them named and had regular conversations with them everyday. We finally arrived at my stall and the warmth from the heaters rushed over our frigid bodies. I was thrilled to see my blankets on the floor of my stall, eagerly waiting for me to wrap up in them. I looked at my stones on my shelf and gently placed my new shiny stone on the shelf next to Hatter the stone. Rogue kissed my cheek and I gave him one back. He walked to his neighboring stall and I wrapped myself in my warm blankets.

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