NAME: Cobra Starship

PRONUNCIATION: Coh-bra St-ah-r Shhhh-ip-uh
MEANING: cobra: venomous, hooded snake :: star ship - a ship among the stars

NICKNAME: Cobra, Co, Star

PRONUNCIATION: Coh-bra, Coh, St-ah-r

GENDER: stallion

AGE: 36 years

SEXUALITY: anything goes

PRESET: fighter

BREED: akhal teke

PELT: black with white markings

MANE:

• black, BLUE, pink, orange, green, yellow, purple
• mohawk along topline
• extreme bangs
• long framing cut along cheeks
• thin, uneven, jagged hair along neck.

TAIL:

• black, BLUE, pink, orange, green, yellow, purple
• mohawk along tail-bone ( spine ) ridge
• long and short, irregular, thin hairs
• few strands dragging
• crystal braided into patch of tail ( crystl is formed of clear but shaped crystal filled with blue light-up bugs to provide illumination )

EYES: deep sky-black blue with white speckles like stars; no pupil

HEIGHT: 13.3

HOOVES: white

MARKS: toothy-extended-grin on face. 12 white dots along spine that produce a neon-colored rainbow glow that constantly shifts.

ITEMS:

coming soon -

• protrusion, [li]reformation(x2)
• aura(x)
• & embellishment(x2)

OTHER: Legs have furry boot protrusions in orange/black, blue/black, green/black & pink/black with glitter in the black fur that sprinkles as he walks. A pink

Likes:

Groups: The larger the group, the more Coh likes it. He's a very bold individual that likes to speak with others and interract; the more he can talk to the better! Crowds- he just loves them!
Fame: Who doesn't like the idea of becoming a great, famous creature? He adores the idea of being famous. Of everyone knowing his name. Knowing his business, being involved in his business. Nothing, for him, is private and absolutely nothing is sacred.
Possessions: Bright and shiny baubles are the perfect thing for this guy, although he does, also, like the earthy touches of feathers, stones and sticks. Ropes and leather. It's likely he'll end up captured for the amusement of it and to play dress up. Even as a wild thing he's often tempted to coat himself in what baubles he can locate and manipulate on his own. The more bedecked you are the more likely Coh will like you too!
Mares, Women, Females, Men, Males, Stallions: There's no such thing as a sacred boundary with Coh. I likes everything and everyone. He barely stays within his own species!.
The Night: Cool, refreshing, calm and quite. Even some times serene. The night is his absolute favorite thing in the world. It dominates his world. He would worship it if he could! Of course it doesn't hurt that he's extra bright, shiny, and glowy at night!
Cleanliness: What? There's a spec of dirt? Oh goodness- Where? Show me! - Please don't do that to Coh. He has a heart attack every time he gets dirty so *snickers* while it's funny to tease him I'd rather you didn't kill him. He can't stand being dirty.

Dislikes:

Plain, Un-embellished things: He hates how plain looking he is and he hates anything that doesn't wear pretty things. If you don't like pretty things or being pretty then don't expect Noc to like you!
Summer: "It's so hoooooooooot." And sticky. Summer makes you dirty. He doesn't like being dirty. So he doesn't like summer.
Aggression: It's such a useless waste of energy, intelligence ( and in fact serves to lower ones intelligence in his eyes! ) and leads to dirt. Sure he loves the bathes he'd get afterwards but the Aggression isn't worth it to him. He will not take kindly to aggression being directed at him either!
Sharing: Sweet and quiet as Coh is he is extremely possessive of his belongings, anything he owns or thinks he owns. He'll become obsessed with getting anything stolen from him back - even if the possession didn't know it belonged to him!
'No': Despite respecting a very firm no, Coh does not like hearing the word no and he doesn't like sharing it. In his world "no" should not exist.
Being Owned: he can own you, but you cannot own him. That's how this works. If he's your 'captive' or 'your horse' let him think you're 'his human' it'll save trouble in the long run.

Weaknesses:

Sweets: sweet treats are his favorite thing in the world. The sweeter, the better. He's got a particularly soft spot for sweets. If he smells them he's putty in your hands.
Cooked Meats: oddly enough he likes cooked and prepared meals over raw wild creatures. He's been known to endanger himself by charging small settlements and campers that could have captured him just to steal their cooked meats.
Shinnies: not necessarily baubles. If it glitters or shines or casts a light he's lured to it like a moth to a zapper. He cannot help it.

Strengths:

Dance: he adores dancing, or moving, however you want to say it. needless to say he is very good on his feet, nimble, light of hoof, and quick, even graceful. Maybe too graceful. Maybe this should be a fault. He spends an inordinate amount of energy fixating on this...
Talking: You're such a smooth talking sonuvabitch I bet you can get into any pants you wanted, Coh- I mean; He's very eloquent and quite good and spur-of-the-moment speeches.
Strength: Leadership; surprisingly enough he's well aware of what others need ( and it is not between his legs ) and he's often sympathetic AND empathetic towards those needs and will do what he can to help or protect others. Of course in doing so he's committed them to being his and thus he'll be come possessive but that's another story.

Fears:

Isolation: So you want to know what this sexy boy fears most? Isoltaion, not solitude, but true isolation. Where there is no way to contact, see, smell, touch, or be near another living creature. Lock him up in the dark in a sound proof room and he may go insane from terror.
Loneliness: Loneliness, in general, is very unpleasant. He's never felt it, though. He's never been alone before and so he fears being alone. He doesn't have to be isolated to be alone, he just has to be without immediate attention from anyone else. Mostly he doesn't know how to cope without a fling at hand.

Secrets:

Secret: Secretly he wants to stop being a player, all that exercise is great for the figure but it sure can get exhausting!
Capture-What?: He's under the missguided impression that being captured means he'll never be alone or isolated from anything and so, secretly, he desires being captured and making a friend of a human.

Dreams:

Perfection: He dreams of a world where everything he's ever wanted absolutely perfect is thus-and-so and nothing can change it. Meaning that he dreams of being adored by all his possessions as much as he adores them and maybe even one or two being possessive of him! Oh the drama there so juicy juicy!
Love: Who doesn't dream of love? Not this guy!

Key Traits:

Possession: It should be understood that he can have flings and flit around from ass to ass but you cannot. Period. he does not share.
Suave: h that sweet, silver, gilded tongue of his and that stride- he's one slick, smooth s.o.b. Very little throws him off but what does will make a huge impact on him ( and will likely throw him off again ) he's very adorable when flustered.
Alluring: Really, he knows he strikes a pretty pose and his your eyes; you thought he wouldn't abuse this trait? Girl you so funny! Yes, he is very aware of how he looks and affects people and he will do what he can to attract them without actually beckoning them to his side.
Prankster: Despite his usually mature, if explicitly sexual, demeanor Coh does have a childish side of him that comes out in the form of harmless tricks ( in abundance ) as well as silly little jokes and cute riddles ( most of which will in some way allude towards sex ). I suppose that he's just a carnal critter at heart...
Tease: Well now, not entirely. He won't tease without a reward but he might not stick around for a second go-round either. He's not too hard to please but his attention can be flighty!

Dam: Unknown
Sire: Deceased
Siblings: none 
Other: ---
History:

This may come as a shock to you - and if it doesn't surprise you then, well... you're more intuitive than I gave you credit for! - but both Coh's parents were quite plain. His mother was a quiet-spoken, soft hearted blue mare with golden dun markings and his father was a flat matte black. There was no shine, regardless of sunlight, moonlight, or water/sweat on his body. He never shined. It was like he was carved from the shadows... which maybe wasn't so plain after all.

Coh was born in a late season. His father died before Coh was born, in a fight over a harem he had no business contending for to begin with. His mother was a tiny, dainty thing and the difficulties of pregnancy never went away. She lost a lot of weight when Coh was born and after two weeks with him she, too, died. Coh doesn't remember a damn thing from this part of his past which is a good thing. It's the root of his fears, and most of what makes him him!

He was found by a well aged horse and a young man, not quite old enough to be a true adult, in the middle of winter. While Coh never trusted them he did let them take care of him from a distance considering he really had no choice. He'd lived three and a half months on short rations of what he could scavenge and the tiny creatures he could hunt. The kid and horse took pity on him and shared some of their hunts with him any time they found him.

The pair got caught in a snow storm with him one night towards the end of the brutal winter and Coh took a liking to a pilfered bite of cooked meat that the kid had been about to eat. The kid was frozen in fear with the colt stepping over him to nibble at and steal the food but his horse simply whinnied a laugh. There was no danger here unless you had clumsy fingers!

From that point on it became a treat to meet with the pair when they had to camp out and share cooked meats with Coh. He made loose friends with them and grew. He never reached the full potential of his sires height due to the early malnutrition he'd suffered, maxing out at 13.3 hands, two hands shorter than even his mother, but he did flourish into quite the beauty. It was the kid, before he moved fro his home city to the next one, that gave the glow sticks to Coh. After this he never saw the pair again.

After he lost contact with the human and horse pair he took to filling his time with the other wild horses and just about anything he could come across to converse with. He hit his randy years and... never grew out of it. . .

OOC Name: MIA
Age: 21
Experience: so many years
Characters: Owl Li'Brea & Arra Dagon
Notes: HIS SONG LYRICS LISTEN and that is all