Pax

Name: άτακτος ταραχοποιός
Nickname(s): Pax
Meaning: Mischievous Troublemaker (Romanian)
Gender: Doe
Height: 11 HH
Year of Birth: 760
Intended Herd: Glenmore
Phenotype: Grey (Sooty Silver Grullo Partially Restricted Fawn)
Genotype: EE/aa/nSty/nZ/nD/nG/fwfw/nrz
Eye Colour: Brown
Sire: Lord Rowan 100% GM
Dam: Lady D'Anya 100% GM
Herd: Glenmore
Herd Position: Royal
Personality:
Pax is as her name states, a fun loving doe who loves to go on adventures and holds little fear of the unknown. Which usually lead to trouble with her friend Conan in the past in her fawn-years. Even though she is an adult she does have a slight bit of an authority problem, not wanting to be a traditional Royal doe should be. She is very very tomboy and does as she pleases with whom she pleases. She keeps her mane shopped short and spiked up for a wilder look, although on rare occasion a flower or two may hide within her mane or tail. She loves her mane and will not allow anybody else to touch/change it, if one were to try she'd put up quite the fight. As a fawn she looked up to Gia and Elphie, two very strong witch does whom her mother and other does would tell stories about, she does dream of traveling to find them one day or those that knew them. When it comes to males and the season of rut, you can forget it! She has no intentions or eyes for any stag or the act of breeding, as she views it as a waste of time.(minus her childhood friend but she'd never admit that to anybody) She also befriends the does and stags whom are more like her, free-spirits who stand outside of what is considered the normal in the herd, although for her mothers' sake she will sometimes put up and play nice with other snobby royals .
Friends:
Conan | Stag | Prince played by Dyrin∫
History:
Growing up, Pax had heard stories of the dark dangers in Blackwood, the hungry flames in Silverwood, the magical wind talkers in Windborn, and the fawn stealers in Oakfern which had caught her imagination. She is big on stories and exploring, always wanting to know more, to venture out further. Part of that is due to the fact that growing up she was picked on by many a royal her age for being darker in color. No matter how hard she tried or how much her mother tried to shield her she couldn't seem to escape her fate of always sticking out like her mother did. She had only made one real friend, a little colt named Conan who accepted her as she was, which made life easier living until he suddenly disappeared. After that day, the fawns had returned, gossiping about her, pulling at her hair, and making muffled comments for her to hear. Growing tired of it, she started to act out, pulling mean tricks on those who had picked on her. Using whatever she could to get back at the other Royals. She refuses to be like them so she kept her mane cut short although her tail remains long and free, she goes out of her way to be different. Different is better. Different is stronger. At least in her mind set, which is why she always put up a challenge on acting like a traditional royal doe should. She dreams of one day escaping out into the lands unknown to fufill her need for knowledge and adventure, maybe meeting some new friends who'd accept her as she was, a hardstrong stubborn dark colored doe.
Magic:
Magic Type: Earth
Magic Level: Basic
Herbal Level: Basic
Skill Points
Speed: 9 [No Level] (Build Cap: 19 points max)
Stamina: 4 [No Level]
Strength: 2 [No Level]
Magic: 7 [No Level]
Herbs: 1 [No Level]