but don't catch me '

[REVERIE .]

p a t h o s .
& ill watch the morning come just like a thousand others

NAME pathos .
AGE twelve .
GENDER masculine .
SPECIES unicorn .
HEIGHT seventeen hands .
APPEARANCE

• The stallion's overall physique is crafted carefully in a blend of powerful tendons and lithe bones. Features appear rather simple in comparison to some of the intricate designs found upon his kindred. Frame falls into the general mold of the equines that birthed the first of their kind while managing to hold some of the grace engraved in his species' very blood. Muscles rise against skin with artistic subtly- power evident to those who look, but not choking the very life out of lithe figure. His facial structure is intricate, carefully chiseled into a charismatic, yet refined appearance that gives way to a smooth slope of the spine. Chest, broad and taunt seems to house the majority of the stallion's physical strength as frame slims down into lithe haunches and furthermore into slender limbs lined with powerful tendons.
  
  
• Mane and tail, both passed down from his ancestors flow from masculine frame with dreamlike quality. Identical in their hue of fallen snow and antique paper, the delicate threads complement the near monochromatic scheme painted over the stallion's chassis. Additionally, alabaster hairs feather themselves around russet, solid hooves in a moderate length that brushes the earth.
  
  
• Coat is painted in a sheen of dull alabaster while being detailed with additional faint shades of golden flecks throughout the stallion's form. In regards to some of his brethren he appears surprisingly simple upon a first glance. However, Pathos could be handsome and nearly regal when carefully marbled frame in alabaster skin is lead into the moonlight or sunlight. Eyes are portrayed against alabaster features with a penetrating, icy hue.
  
  

CHARACTERISTICS

• A single horn, gnarled and twisted grows from the center of Pathos' skull. Nearly pearlescent, it glides easily into a hue similar to the sky and with a simply turn into a far darker or lighter shade. It is thick and stout, however not completely without vulnerability. In a conflict laced in the fogginess of the past, the stallion's horn was broken. It rises normally from his skull before coming to an abrupt halt- the jagged edge the only indication the appendage was ever complete. However, it does not seem to affect Pathos, and while it may be truthfully more brittle, it has not chipped farther.
  
  

DEFORMITIES

• A thick scar runs down the length of Pathos' right forelimb, healed from the previous wound into an ashen hue. Earned from the same conflict that broke his horn, the old scar causes the stallion's movements to limp when his gait falls into that below a brisk walk.

ALLLIANCE purgatorio