Post by cassnatasha2004 on Oct 8, 2007 14:59:05 GMT -5
Name: Nicholas Barker
Nickname: Nick, Nic or N. Bark
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Height & Weight: 6'0" & 166lbs
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color & Style: Brown & Short
Medical Problems or Previous Injuries: Many from riding the rodeo circuit
Riding Experience: Since the age of five (11 years)
Riding Style & Events: Western & Roping, Team Roping, Cattle Wrestling, Bronco
Relatives or Siblings at Stables: Sister Leslie Ann
Horse Boarding at Stables: None
Job at Stables: Trainer and stablehand
Personality: Nicholas has loved horses since the age of five. He is kind and usually never holds a grudge towards anyone. He does not care who you are or where you came from, he is not a judger. If you wish to pick a fight he knows how to fight and will stand for what he believes in, no one can change him, he is quiet stubborn and hard headed.
History: ---
Example Post: The day was young, that ment only one thing of all. The day was young, there was alot to do. Nick woke up slipped on his faded blue jeans and an old white t-shirt over his head as he slipped on his old worn cowboy boots and headed downstairs grabbing his hat on the way out and on his head it went. The sun was not even out the moon still seen as light as light. From this Nick though it to be maybe around four thirty five in the morning. Running a hand down and over his face he slide the doors open to the small ranch his family owned. He walked in as he went to an old friend's stall to find it still empty. He rested as a hand ran over his face andn through some of his hair. It was still hard to believe it had been a year since his horse Rockstar died and he would not let anyone put a horse in that stall. Rockstar's halter and leadline lay hung inside with a few pictures. A tear or two came from his eyes as he wiped them away and then went to find his sister Leslie Ann.
