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[She-Ra of Etheria]

Cergen is a strong somewhat silent type. He had a harsh childhood, followed by many years alone with only a monkey to keep him company. Though his life was anything but perfect for many years he never gave up hope and because of this he grew not only into a strong and sensible stallion but also a handsome one as well. He is not the vain type however, he knows what it is like to be ugly thanks to his awkward foalhood, so he does not flaunt his beauty or think others lesser if they are not outright beautiful. He does struggle a bit with socializing, though most of that stems from spending years alone in the jungle, but he is slowly working on becoming better at this.  

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Five years it had been since Cergen had last set a hoof on this beach.

Back then he was just a foal, playing, laughing and trying desperately to fit in. He was a gangly thing, his legs too long, his tail too thick and his mane was so scraggly that it was hard to do anything with. The other foals took notice of this immediately and began to poke fun at him. Cergen had tried to ignore it but they never let up. The worst part was, with his thicker than normal tail he had a hard time balancing on land, yet his trouble grew whenever he entered the water. That big tail was hard to control and often he found himself swimming out of control or accidentally hitting one of the other foals with it.

He had stuck through it for a long time, trying his best to ignore those harsh words the other foals threw his way. One day he thought he had finally gotten over it, the other foals hadn't said much about him lately, though granted he had barely been on the beach for the last week, so he ventured out looking forward to a day in the sand. He strode out with confidence, his head held high, his tail behind him unmoving (he had finally mastered keeping it under control) and all was going well until he tripped over a piece of driftwood half buried in the sand. The laughter came immediately, and all Cergen wanted to do was bury his head in the sand. But instead he picked himself up, and tried to brush it off. But the laughter continued, and so he ran away.

Standing at the edge of the trees Cergen looked out upon the beach. Had it really been so long since he had last been here? Yes it had. But now he was ready, his confidence was high, his gangly childhood frame had transformed into that of a well muscled stallion and he knew tonight would be the best night to return. Others were on the beach already, he recognized many of them from his childhood. Young colts had grown into stallions and those fillies he had remembered were now all beautiful mares. His eye fell upon a certain mare, he recognized her almost immediately. Her pale hide mimicked that of the sand, her mane was thick and braided. She was the one he had returned for more than anything else. Sure he wanted to show the others that he had changed, that he was no longer the awkward colt they teased in past years, but he wanted more than ever to see her. He had had a bit of a crush on her as a foal but she had not noticed him, except when he had fallen face first in the sand after tripping. Her laughing face was the last thing he had saw before he had run into the jungle.

Cergen glanced down at the monkey perched on a rock beside him. The monkey looked anxious. "Don't worry friend." Cergen said in a soft but strong voice. "This is the night they will never forget." The monkey nodded and then jumped upon Cergen's back, combing out a stray bit of hair before chattering his approval of the stallions look and then moving to a branch above him.

He had ran so far, so fast that he knew he wouldn't go back. His parents would worry but he could not face them again. Days he ran, ran until his legs just couldn't go anymore. And when he finally collapsed he found himself in the middle of the jungle surrounded by large trees, beautiful flowers, chirping birds and a hidden waterfall. As he recovered his breath a monkey came down the tree above him, making all kinds of noise. At first Cergen had been scared, and he cringed as the monkey moved closer. But then as he closed his eyes, afraid to see his end. To his surprise the monkey did not attack, instead he began running his fingers through the colts mane, chattering away. The monkey did not mock his appearance, but he did seem determined to make Cergen's mane just a bit more unruly.

The pair had become quick friends and while Cergen could never understand what the monkey was chattering about they worked together day and night. Cergen trained to get his tail to no longer be a burden. The monkey worked tirelessly on his mane, which slowly grew longer and thicker with time.

For five years the pair was together, grooming, training, eating, playing. Until Cergen finally announced that it was time for him to return to his home. The monkey, whether he understood or simply didn't want to part ways, joined him on the journey. Each morning when they woke up and each night before they went to sleep the monkey would use a small comb to brush through Cergen's long flowing mane. The act made Cergen's mane billow out behind him as he walked, even the slightest breeze caught hold of his mane and shaped it perfectly behind him. Along the way he picked up a few small trinkets, some shells which he attached to his leg by a length of leather and a discarded necklace that had been found on the jungle floor. He didn't need anything else, his mane, thickly muscled legs with their flowing hair and his large, unique tail would set him apart from the rest.

The sun was setting now and Cergen waited a moment longer. He wanted the rays of the setting sun to be just right for his appearance. As the first bit of orange light danced across the beach the large stallion stepped out of his hiding spot. He walked purposefully, towards the gathered group who were enjoying a night on the beach. At first no one noticed him, they were too caught up in conversation to see the stallion coming out of the jungle. But then someone caught his movement out of the corner of his eye and soon all conversation stopped. Who was this stranger walking towards them, the orange rays of the setting sun dancing across his body, highlighting his long flowing mane.

A murmur quickly raced through the gathered Soquili. They couldn't see him clearly enough at this point to know it was someone from their childhood but in another few steps Cergen would come clearly into their sights.

"Good evening." He said to them as he came to a stop several strides away. And there was another flurry of murmurs. Suddenly they knew he this stallion was, or at least they thought they knew. That tail gave him away but even then they were having a hard time believing this large, handsome stallion was the foal who had gone off the beach in tears years before.

"It can't be." One of the other stallions said.

"It sure looks like him." Another added.

As they began to discuss whether it was indeed Cergen or not he began to walk once more. The mare he had his eyes on was a bit further down the beach talking with some friends. Cergen walked past two mares at the edge of the group he had just spoke too, flashing them a smile. He was certain that he had heard them faint, falling to the beach as he walked away. He didn't look back though, his focus was on the mare in front of him. She suddenly looked over from her friends and he was certain he jaw dropped a bit. A light wind blew across the beach, tossing his long mane back perfectly, accenting the look he and his monkey friend worked so hard to maintain every day.

"Cergen?!" She said with shock, giving her head a bit of a shake wondering if he was an illusion.

"Yes, it's me." He told her stepped forward once more, moving closer to her. The other mares she was standing with took a few steps back but couldn't take their eyes off this handsome hunk with gorgeous hair.

"Wow." Was all the mare could say. She was dumbstruck but how handsome he was. Last time she had seen him he was running away. After a few moments she was able to gather her thoughts. "I'm glad you came back."

Cergen smiled and heard all the mares around him sigh. "I had to come back...to you." He told her and in that moment, the last rays of sunlight glinting in his eyes, his smile wide, mane groomed perfectly flowing out behind he, he knew he had come back and made an impression on everyone. With tears of joy in her eyes the mare stepped forward and pressed her nose against his. She had thought about his ever since the day he had left and was now so happy that he had returned, returned for her.

The others welcomed him back, apologizing for what they had done to him as a foal. Cergen laughed it off, telling them if they hadn't have done so he would have never gained the courage to find his true love, nor would he have met such a great and true friend as the monkey who had come to him in the jungle. Though he was handsome now, Cergen would never forget his roots as an ugly foal, for they had helped to shape him into the stallion he was today.

 

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[She-Ra of Etheria]

Starting Stats:
Strength: 8%
Courage: 6%
Speed: 8%
Intelligence: 9%
Luck: 10%
Stamina: 10%

Maxed Out Stats On:
May 2013

 

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