Finally a reference for Iambe. This should be my last Vale reference for a looong while. I hope.

Name:Iambe
Age:14yrs
Breed:Unicorn
Personality: Iambe is a bright joyous young stallion with an almost childlike innocence about him. He is unable to comprehend honest hate and vehemence, only ever seeing the best in those around him. Although he has the capacity to be angry, or to show anger towards others, he doesn't hold grudges for very long (At the best of times) and will often look to himself to try and see what he might have done to spark such a negative situation in an attempt to rectify it later on, whether it was his fault or no.
He doesn't seem to catch on very easy, at least not onto the dirty jokes that often go around the circles of bands of stallions his own age, and in many cases, older, and he tends to act very naive when it comes to most 'uncomfortable' situations. He is no stranger to humor though, ejoying his own private jokes and pranks, which have oft given him a reputation for not exactly being on the straight side of the stick-- to others of his kind he is seen as off-beat and quirky.
At times he is dead serious, and the shift in his manner is an almost audible 'click' that oft makes one pause and rethink just how deep and understanding Iambe is.
Saying that, his childlike manner leaves him with no boundaries, and he often only sparks worse situations by trying to warm up against those he feels need compassion, getting into their personal space and sometimes leaving the wrong impression. He is much like the character "Lennie" in the story "Of Mice and Men" in that he also feels the need to feel and touch everything he likes-- leaves, bits of feather, grass. He hoards like a dragon, and has a 'secret' grotto hidden away in the Pan Woods where he resides, feeling truly safe from the word that is sometimes all too mean to him.
However, unlike Lennie, he has no mental disability-- Iambe sees and understands things, often understanding more of whats going on around him and between others than he lets on. He is a brilliant puzzle solver, and is very talented at putting two and two together, often spending secluded days building small piles of rubbish in strange and interesting ways (Think about piling random stones atop eachother that don't look like they should stay up).
Background:Iambe was born and raised upon the plains, his dam was a delusionally paranoid mare, and often kept away from other bands of plainsdwellers. Because of this, he grew up preferring solitude and the silence offered of being on his own. When he did finally strike out on his own, he found it hard to fit in with the small bands upon the plains. He'd often stand at a distance, watching and observing their actions, sometimes longing to be near them, if only for their company-- but too shy to ever join them.
This all changed the day he came across a dark mare upon Alma's back. From the first moment he saw her, he was captivated for reasons beyond him. He always assumed that it was her own seclusion which drew him to her, which made him wish, truly wish, for the first time that he could be in the company of another. He followed her for moons, watching her, waiting till she'd sleep so he could move in closer to inspect her closer up. After some time following her, he learned many things about her-- her name, her past, why she avoided others,or, rather, why others avoided her. Despite all he learned, he couldn't help but continue being fascinated with her.
He was surprised when she finally confronted him, telling him she'd known of his following her for a long while, when she'd asked why, he was dumbstruck. So he explained, everything, and was surprised to hear her laugh. The mare he'd followed didn't believe him, she thought him a liar. He was distraught at her mistrusting him, and nearly suffered a breakdown when she suddenly disappeared. He woke up one morning to find her gone-- disappeared.
This one monumental moment set him forward upon his current path. He searches for this mare, desperate to find her so that he could try and 'mend things'. This has brought him from the plains, to the deep clearings of the Pan Woods. He is yet too fearful of others to ever join bands for longer than a day or two, still too wary to even fully join the Vale. He rather watches, and searches, looking for that mare, ever hopeful.

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Firebringer breed © Meridith Anne Pierce

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