--She paws fiercely [Roxanne] and charges into the fray--

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Disclaimer This bio contains mature language; view at your own discretion. Roxanne is in-character 99% of the time. Her actions and thoughts do not represent the thoughts of myself, her player. If you have any questions or concerns about her behavior, you may ask me here or through my msn/email, animalwolfgirl @ hotmail.com.













Do you give the horse her strength or clothe her neck with a flowing mane?
Do you make her leap like a locust, striking terror with her proud snorting?
She paws fiercely, rejoicing in her strength, and charges into the fray.
She laughs at fear, afraid of nothing; she does not shy away from the sword.
The quiver rattles against her side, along with the flashing spear and lance.
In frenzied excitement she eats up the ground; she cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.

~Book of Job, Chapter 39 versuses 19-24






People expect too much.
They expected me to run but only where they wanted, where they ordered me to be.
I thought I would get to have a family, a child with the one I loved.
Somewhere safe, away from bombs or bullets; grass instead of bloody mud under my hooves.
I guess I expected too much.


writing by Terabetha <3





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Updated: Recent activity
Added: art by magnanimous and sleepthing <3

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Well I'll be....Wes..

After getting a drink from the pond, decided to return to the Ruins. Has not been at her normal spot in a while, but felt drawn to it. Once there, she noticed that candles have been placed right where she normally sits...bummer. Some what irked by this, but managed to find a spot without candles where she could rest. Tried to relax in order to get her mind off certain events, and eventually dozed off.
Woke up later to find herself..peacocked. Very annoyed by this, and got up to see who the culprit was. Instantly stunned to see who was fast asleep beside her; Westley. Could hardly believe her eyes, so sniffed him to see if she was still dreaming. Was proven real when his scent reached her nostrils, and his body very much solid when she gently prodded him with her muzzle. Inwardly overjoyed to see her good friend again, though the only sign of it was a small smile. Settled back down next to him, cuddling up with him in an attempt to escape the chilly air. Didn't even mind the fact that she had been peacocked by him.


*Mental-89% | ~Physical-100%
Conflicted emotions
Completely shocked, overjoyed, can hardly believe her eyes






Basics

Name: Roxanne
Nicknames: Rox, Roxy
Identity: [x]
Gender: Antlered Doe
Orientation: Heterosexual
Age: 5 years
Species: TEF Deer/Thoroughbred horse
Size: #17
Voice:
Stella (Wanda Sykes); has a bit of a Southern/country accent
Speaks in
SaddleBrown
Dark real deer pelt, real deer mask (has a real deer muzzle), fan antlers
Built more slender than a horse, but stockier than a doe. Fur on neck is longer than the rest of the fur on her body, besides her butt floof/fluffy deer tail. Both represent where her mane and tail were before.




Roxanne is a hard individual to figure out, unless you've known her long enough. Past traumas have mentally scarred her for life, forcing her into her secluded mind with her ever painful memories. Before, she was solitary, always sitting on her spot at the Ruins, remembering. That is, until she had made friends, who she was able to socialize with and form bonds. To her dismay, those first friends have mysteriously disappeared at least a year ago, followed by others. However, more bonds have formed, and so now she's more desperate than ever to keep them here, afraid they'll disappear along with all the others that were close to her heart. Normally, she finds fights/drama events amusing and entertaining, though if a loved one gets involved, that smirk turns upside-down; nothing is funny anymore.
The antlered doe didn't use to have this persona. Before the events that led up to her death, she was a warm-hearted, care-free equine, with the occasional snide and sarcastic remarks here and there. But when she was thrown into the war, she finally saw the funny side of it all; nothing is that care-free. The war completely changed her outlook, and has never viewed anything the same way again. Though, after being in the forest for over a couple years and making many friends, she simply wants to find peace, delving into her own thoughts more frequently, braving her own mind by reliving those horrid moments, testing herself to see if she can handle it. After verbally expressing it to two of her closest friends, she has found it easier to deal with, though her memories still haunt her, and she is still anxious and paranoid about them coming alive again.






History

Roxanne was born in the South, in the state of Georgia. She was raised by her mother, her sire, a pure Thoroughbred race horse, having been auctioned off before she was born. She didn't even spend a whole year with her mother either. Instead, she was taken away from her when she was only four months old, sold to another stable owner. Young and confused without her mother, she had a hard time coping.
When she reached the age of one, they broke her into the saddle, briddle, and the bit. It wasn't a very easy going training either. When it was time to carry another rider, she hated the feeling of another being on her back. At times she refused to go forward, but her owner was strict and harsh. He lashed her with the wip multiple times, forcing her forward as she tried to escape the pain. But it didn't work, because as they ran around the arena, he kept wipping her as hard and as much as he possibly could. She then decided that she had enough, and threw him from her back by rearing up sharply. Her owner punished her for this by confining her to her stall for two days, having little food.
By this time she was starting to grow bitter, and would knaw on the wood of her stall in aggitation and rebellion against him.
Finally, he auctioned her off a year later in Kentucky, and she moved once again to a new owner. This one was no different. When this stable owner found out about her dislike for carrying other riders, he partnered her with another horse, and their job was to pull a carriage. Roxanne found this job boring, and would start chewing at what straps she could reach on her body just to entertain herself. When her owner found out about this, he put the overcheck reins on her and her partner, forcing their heads up. This angered her, as she wasn't allowed to move her head, causing her neck to cramp up and discomfort in her back. The sixth time they had to do this, she rebeled by kicking the carriage several times, eventually knocking it over.
Again she was taken to another auction in Indiana, as bitter a horse as ever. Every person that came to inspect her, she would lower her ears and glare at them, swishing her tail as if shooing away a pesky fly. However, a 22 year old man and his father came to inspect her, and they didn't retreat like the others did. "She's got spirit..and a hard life," the boy's father said. The boy said nothing, instead he just looked into her hard eyes, with his own soft blue ones. His father threw in a bet for her, and ended up winning.
They took her home, back to their ranch. They had a couple other horses, as well as a chicken coop. She was let out in the pasture, where she could run freely and rest in the fresh air. The next day, the boy came out with a lead rope, and lead her back into the stables. There, he approached her with a bridle and saddle, which she met with lowered ears. However, she let him proceed, and walked forward at his firm, but friendly command. He walked her to a trail head, where she stopped to take in her surroundings. They were surrounded by mountains, the trail itself surrounded by autumn laid trees, leaves falling all around them. With the boy's, William's, command, she started out slow, and then gradually sped up, until they were flying down the trail, millions of colors whirling past them. For once in her life, Roxanne had felt alive.
They stopped by a pond, and William let her graze for a while, while he read a book of his before heading back. This became a thing of their's. Take a run through the woods, and stop at the pond for some relaxation. They would lay underneath the willow trees, William leaning against her back with a book in his hands.
This was also where she met her mate, "Big" Red. She was wary of him at first, her temper sometimes resurfacing, but he wasn't the least bit intimidated. Instead he would relply with a smirk. He knew what she was all about. He was someone who completely understood her. They grew closer, forming a bond with one another, and soon Rox became pregnant.
She spent a good two, peaceful and happy years here...before the war started.
William was called away to serve in the Civil War in 1861, his father having grown ill. Unable to be looked after, Roxanne and Red had to find a new owner, much to their displeasure.
This time, it was an even more drastic change. This time, they were being sold where war raged on and on. She would've been with William still, only his father didn't want him to enlist in the Union Calvary where he would become an easy target on top of a horse. And so, Roxy and Will had to go their separate ways.
She and Red were put in the same regiment, and partook in several battles, two of which she'll never forget, and will haunt her for the rest of her life.
In the year 1863, the Battle of Gettysburg would take place. In the first battle, on July 1, Roxanne suffered a horrible loss. Her owners had no way of knowing she was pregnant at the time, and so, she was taking her foal out onto the battle field. Her and Red ran forward together, but were eventually separated. When she had spotted him again, he was falling to a bullet wound in the head. She was about to go down to him, but a stray bullet caught her in the stomach area, where, inevitably, her womb was. After that, she retreated to the sidelines, where someone eventually led her back to camp.
Her life had grown black. No one left that she cared for. She was alone again, just like when she was taken from her mother ten years ago. She stood, subdued, underneath a juniper tree in the dusk light, the strength drawn out of her. That is, until a familiar face appeared. Her ears perked up and she whinnied at the boy who was walking toward her, a broad smile on his face. Despite his new navy blue, Union uniform, she distinctly remembered him. "How are ya girl?" Will said, patting her head and holding it in his arms. Rox closed her eyes at his embrace, rejoicing in their reunion. Just like old times, he had a book with him, and laid next to her underneath the tree, the setting sun behind them. They fell asleep like that, and spent the morning lazing underneath the tree again before Will was being called off. He hugged her head close and kissed her on the forehead. "I'll see ya Rox." She stood there, watching his form shrink in the distance until he was out of sight. That was the last time she ever saw him.
The third day would be the last she ever saw sunlight. As ususal, the battle raged on, and her rider was killed. Now without a rider, she figured it was time to escape, to get out of that hell hole. However, her keen ears picked up the whistling of a cannon ball through the air, but had no idea where it would land. The last thing she saw was the log in front of her exploding into a million fragments, and faintly felt discomfort in her chest area before everything went black.
At first, when she's spent a few years in The Endless Forest, she isolated herself, not understanding why her familiars weren't here with her. Now that she's opened up more, it may be because she's getting a second chance at life..a life she never had. But not a day goes by, where she doesn't remember those who were close to her heart.






Random Facts

-Has a horse figurine that looks exactly like she use to; brown body, dark brown mane, tail, and legs from the knee down. Doesn't know where it came from (unaware that it came from Iugulare). Keeps it close to her, or stored within the rocks/stones at the Ruins.

-Trots, canters, and gallops like a horse. Not as graceful as a deer. Makes her look more stag-like.

-Goes on frequent runs through the forest, exercising. Mainly goes to the birch to use the stones there as hurdles.

-Has a certain spot at the Ruins that she's designated as
'her spot'. Located on the longest wall there next to the graves. Each of the three graves signifies a loved one she lost in her past life; the one on our right is her foal, the one on our left is her mate, and in the middle are all the caring, affectinate owners she's had.





Behavior

Being a horse in her past life, a few of her instinctual habits carried over.

-Bobbing head: represented by the 'nod yes' emote, sometimes also taunt+nod. Expresses excitement.

-Snorting/blowing nose: shaking head rapidly (after listening). Horses will do this as a sign of contentment, or simply to get something out of their noses.
^That's at any random time. More frequent in a fight, when she's showing irritation.

-Rearing: rear, taunt, nod emotes. Half rearing during play expresses excitement. During a fight it expresses discomfort/anger (rear+taunt).

-Hoof lash: rear+lower antlers. Striking out with her forehooves during a fight. ^Can also be rear+taunt.

-Back legs: bow+surprised. Striking out with her back legs.

-Grazing: bow, nod, shake head no emotes all at once. Will graze more often in the birch.






Relations

Family:
[Hover]

Awentia Adopted daughter, adores, cherishes. Is very protective of her, because even though she's not biological, Rox is afraid of losing yet another child. Awen is the only deer at the moment who Roxy will show her soft side to. Would defend with her life.

Partners (Friends):
Donnovan A close friend. Loves being around the stag, sparring, teasing, and romping in general. Intrigued by what little past he told her of, that they come from the same country, close to the same time period; the only deer she's met so far who comes from her home. Finds herself watching for him in case he makes his appearance. Will leap to his side during a fight in a heartbeat, and would defend with her life if he needed it. Is the second stag/deer who she has spoken of her past to. Because of this, and despite herself, has found herself growing closer to him.
Allison Has grown close to the kind-hearted doe, her timidness reminding her of how her adopted daughter use to be. Will look after the mini doe, shielding her from danger along with the rest of the gang. Is always willing to give advice to her whenever she comes running, though is concerned about all the events she's had to endure as of late.
Veil Doesn't know much about her, but knows that she's a friend. Would eventually like to get to know more.
Jade Missing. Was a cherished friend; misses dearly.
Westley The only other deer that she told her past to. Was a very close friend. Misses him dearly.
Capulet Saw him as a son; doesn't know where he's gone. Misses dearly.
Lucille Saw the vixen hybrid as a daughter figure; along with Cap, she doesn't know the where abouts of the crimson doe. Misses dearly.

Aquaintances:
Os (Poseidon) Has met him more than once, though still not fully sure what to make of him. A recent conversation had some flaws that made her flare up toward him, though will remain welcoming if he will still continue to seek her out. Still curious of despite his views.
Syria Curious of the fossa and cervine hybrid, has been approached by more than once. Was there to help watch over Awentia with Roxy. Would like to get to know more.
Johan Curious of, has been approached by him more than once, always with Syria.
Evelys
Artax
Dinamo
Samuel

Curiosities:
Ozzie

Dislikes:
Damian


Please let me know if I forgot someone <3






Art by Others <3

by Yepdeer:
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by KonohaHiiragi: x
by KestrelBlaire: x
by Pepsi: x
by Edmund: x
by Wingeddeer: x x
by Magnanimous: x
by Sleepything: x





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Hey no problem! Roxy was

Hey no problem! Roxy was grateful for the company today ♥
Also love the CSS on his bio; he sounds like a real sweety <3

Edit: *lathers new page in honey*

Her updates xD I had fun

Her updates xD I had fun playing the meeting with Oz's mother-in-law C8 but I can't say the same for him, the poor guy was all nervous xD

Aaaand apparently I wasn't tracking this, so have an awfully late track Dx No idea why I didn't do this sooner o.o I love this character <3
Honeyfur's picture

LOL same here, Roxy can make

LOL same here, Roxy can make anyone feel awkward and nervous xD She'll be curious/observing him for a while, so don't be surprised if she doesn't join in on fun times xD

FFFF I thought you were tracking also xD aslksdh thank you! cB ♥
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*rubs on this bio because she

*rubs on this bio because she can*
Siggies by Carry & Amazengalo

/noms

/noms
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Gah I didn't notice your post

Gah I didn't notice your post GB what even ;A;
But thank you Cx ♥

Pepsi: Does it taste good? B3
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I was listening to this and

I was listening to this and promptly thought of Roxy xD
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QEjgPh4SEmU
YOU GO GURL


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ROFL! AND SHE'S WATCHING US

ROFL!
AND SHE'S WATCHING US ALL WITH THE EEEYYEEE..OF THE TIGER!
Brilliant, it definitely suits her |'D

LMAO, HER THOUGHTS &hearts;

LMAO, HER THOUGHTS ♥
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LOL her sailor swearing has

LOL her sailor swearing has the power to bring about many feels Cx ♥

Weee~ Trackies

Weee~
Trackies <3
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Haha thanks Acer!

Haha thanks Acer! <3

/Licks

/Licks

Aww. Her past is so sad! May

Aww. Her past is so sad! May I track this?

Honeyfur's picture

Yeah, not a very good life

Yeah, not a very good life she lived :< I may change things in her earlier years though, since some of it doesn't quite fit e3e
Of course! Thank you <3
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I do love the simplicity of

I do love the simplicity of this <3 Seems to be fitting for her somehow 8D


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Thank you Allie! I'm glad to

Thank you Allie! I'm glad to hear that, since I was worried that the colors might be clashing and what not..still might change them around some though, especially the base color for the boxes. Good to know that it fits her 8D <3

track

track <3
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Thank you! 8'D&hearts;

Thank you! 8'D♥
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Nothing like sitting around

Nothing like sitting around with two deer who belong to the same person -slapped-
LOl but really,that was fun <3 Awen decided she liked blueberries more instead of dandelion xD


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ROFL I found that so amusing,

ROFL
I found that so amusing, one of my characters sitting in between two of yours xD
I agree! 8D♥ LOL and Roxy's crazy about her dandelions 8'D

I believe Orinocco's little

I believe Orinocco's little doe was the other mini...with the Noh antlers?

My Calida was the one who joined after. Recently returned and Don was her protector as a fawn....wanted to be in his company while her parents are gone.
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Ahh okay, thank you! I knew

Ahh okay, thank you! I knew Calida was one of your characters based on the map, but I had forgotten her name xD; ♥

Hehe, no problem! It was nice

Hehe, no problem! It was nice for Cali to meet another of Don's friends too. I've been watching everyone while she's been away so I'm anxious to have Cali meet more. Laughing out loud
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I thought you might be

I thought you might be intrested in this,it's some slang terms from the civil war era.
:::
<3


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Omg, this will help so much!

Omg, this will help so much! Thank youuu! 8'D <3
I'm definitely using some of these Cx ♥

Track.

Track.
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Thank you! &hearts;

Thank you! ♥

Enjoying the weather ? 83

Enjoying the weather ? 83

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Roxy:

Roxy:
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meep! sqeed a litle picturing

meep! sqeed a litle picturing that scene <3


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ffff I did a little too 8'D

ffff I did a little too 8'D <3
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Trackkk. &hearts; C:

Trackkk. ♥ C:
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Thank you! &hearts;

Thank you! ♥
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hurggg My MSn and forest quit

hurggg My MSn and forest quit on me and are'nt working,so I had to leave ;A; But that was a nice Rp,intrested to see how they sort themselves out in the end <3


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ffff dang ;A; ah well, I

ffff dang ;A; ah well, I agree 8D I'm also intrigued about that, and what their next encounter will be like ♥
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it's back (8


it's back (8
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AJKHSDHF LMAO Every doe for

AJKHSDHF LMAO
Every doe for herself!
fffff it was such a great surprise to come back to Wes and Cru! I had a huge smile on my face when I first saw them <333
*squeezes these loveable stud-muffins*
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-giggle- stud-muffins...

-giggle- stud-muffins... CB
I'm working on some new art for Wes which I hope to post tomorrow when I redo his bio.
I'm only gonna use Crucio and Westley for a now so we'll see how things go 8D
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Hehe oh but it's the truth

Hehe oh but it's the truth Cx
Oh man sooo excited! It'd be so awesome to see these guys around more often. I've missed them and you ;u; <33
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We've missed you too T~T

We've missed you too T~T <3

edit: omg LOL the pic in those updates :'D
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The Cowboy walks even closer

The Cowboy walks even closer to the doe.She does'nt move.Encouraged,he wraps his neck around her slightly in a little embrace.A bold move on his part,but he wanted her to know of his sincerity.
"I'm sorry for being so bullheaded the other day...Does this mean you forgive me for my brashness?" He ask,pulling his neck away from the embrace as he awaits her verdict.


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The brown doe had hesitated a

The brown doe had hesitated a moment, but eventually hopped off 'her' wall in order to stand at his level. She too walked closer, but only by a couple steps. Her eyes gave nothing away as she watched him, saying nothing. After all, she wasn't the one who needed to apologize, or so she thought. Her actions that day could have been better, but he had been the one to steer her in that direction.

Her eyes widened slightly and she tensed up when he moved his head and wrapped his neck around hers, but she still didn't move. Despite herself, it felt nice to feel his warmth again.

"I'm sorry for being so bullheaded the other day...Does this mean you forgive me for my brashness?"

The brown doe hesitated a few seconds more until the corners of her mouth twitched upward. "Heh, can't see why not," she said in amusement, then turned serious as she went on. "Well anyway, I've actually been hopin' ya'd say somethin' soon. I've missed ya, cowboy."
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(lol don knows how to ruin

(lol don knows how to ruin moods with pelt spells alright.Just noticed that xD)

An explosion of breath comes from his nostrils in a sigh of relief,embracing one of his best friends again before retreating back.
"Heh...I'll tell you about it someday...Heck I think 'm about as emotional as you woman sometimes." He replies gruffly,but the gleam in his eyes reveals faint amusement.He jumps onto her wall,grateful to be sharing it with her again.