Post by Chappy on Jan 12, 2011 19:10:12 GMT -5
Xenia Lena Werner
the basics
Name: Xenia Lena Werner
Nickname: Xenia, Zebra
Age: Nineteen
Sex: Female
Height: Five foot
Weight:
Formalities
Face Claim: Shailene Woodley
Appearance: Xenia is short but proportional and moderately thin for her size. She has long brown hair that is usually kept wavy but is occasionally straightened.
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Personality:
Her, the popular girl? Ha, maybe, if tomorrow was the apocalypse. Xenia was far too awkward and shy to be that girl, and quite frankly she wasn't too keen on being one. She preferred quiet to the constant buzz of gossip, though that didn't mean she didn't like a good friend or two. She normally froze up or didn't know how to start a conversation in the presence of others, so she depended on the said others to lead the discussion. Though she generally disliked people who were cocky, she enjoyed their company as much as anyone else, especially since they irked her and brought her out of her shell.
Xenia learned patience from her father before her bum ever hit the saddle. Patience is key when upon the backs of creatures that are far more powerful then you. She figured out that when you rushed a horse or expected too much too fast, there was a high chance that you'd either be flat on the ground, have a pissy pony, or frustrate both yourself and your partner. Patience has developed her into the rider and person that she is today.
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History:
In Nordhorn-Bimolten, Germany on October Twenty-Seventh, 1991, Xenia Werner was the only child born to Dietrich and Anneliese Werner. Growing up in the country, it was easy to begin her relationship with horses and other animals immediately. Living on a well-known Stud, Xenia began riding around her family’s variety ponies at the age of four. Beginning with an older Shetland, she learned the basics of the English style. When that pony unfortunately passed away when she was eight, she jumped dramatically from a pony to a horse, and not just any horse...a young 17.2 hh black Shire gelding. Yes, a small little girl on the back of a massive goliath of a horse, who was affectionately called, ‘Flocki(Fluffy).’
This pair seemed like a match made in heaven, both in their opinion as well as outlookers'. They rode through the fields, down the roads, and in the show ring together for eight years together. When Xenia was fourteen, she enrolled in a one-year exchange program to the United States of America. With a tearful goodbye to Flocki, she set along her merry way, loaning the draft to a nearby stable yard. Adjusting to America at her age was...somewhat difficult, but she seemed to manage it pretty well. The transition to a new high school filled with rude teenagers, let alone a new country(!) began to take it's toll on her. Xenia become quieter, kept to herself, and lost any bit of grace she had gained from riding horses, turning into an overly awkward teen.
Naturally, she was the new plaything, and became friends quickly with a horde of both girls and boys. Her looks, well, got her asked out by a few guys here and there, but all were denied. She was rather conservative, and contrary to popular belief, she had a somewhat good understanding of the English language and it's slang, so she knew exactly what 'I'd tap that' meant. Unfortunately, her host family was upper class and very protective and clean. They refused to let her near a horse because they were 'dirty' and 'dangerous.' Frankly, she despised them when it came to that subject, but she somehow managed to live with it.
After her year with the exchange were up, she had another tearful exchange with her host family, and then got on a plane and booked it back to Germany. In her absence, nothing had really changed except for the fact that Flocki had gained a bout of arthritis and was put out to pasture for a few months. Overjoyed to see each other again, Xenia spent all of her available time with her best friend. All went well for two years, but a season of once again competing in show jumping on her new partner, a Westphalian horse, Xenia was offered a chance to go with her trainer to America. Xenia jumped at the chance and begged her parents. It wasn't a big shock, as they knew she was going to pursue her dreams eventually. Within a week or two, Xenia had said goodbye once more to her beloved Flocki and retired him fully at her Stud. With bags packed, horse and herself loaded on a plane, and plans made for her new life in America, Xenia left her family, friends, home, and country...to start a new life, one that would bring her one step closer to her dreams of riding with the GOET or, possibly, the USET.
[/size]In Nordhorn-Bimolten, Germany on October Twenty-Seventh, 1991, Xenia Werner was the only child born to Dietrich and Anneliese Werner. Growing up in the country, it was easy to begin her relationship with horses and other animals immediately. Living on a well-known Stud, Xenia began riding around her family’s variety ponies at the age of four. Beginning with an older Shetland, she learned the basics of the English style. When that pony unfortunately passed away when she was eight, she jumped dramatically from a pony to a horse, and not just any horse...a young 17.2 hh black Shire gelding. Yes, a small little girl on the back of a massive goliath of a horse, who was affectionately called, ‘Flocki(Fluffy).’
This pair seemed like a match made in heaven, both in their opinion as well as outlookers'. They rode through the fields, down the roads, and in the show ring together for eight years together. When Xenia was fourteen, she enrolled in a one-year exchange program to the United States of America. With a tearful goodbye to Flocki, she set along her merry way, loaning the draft to a nearby stable yard. Adjusting to America at her age was...somewhat difficult, but she seemed to manage it pretty well. The transition to a new high school filled with rude teenagers, let alone a new country(!) began to take it's toll on her. Xenia become quieter, kept to herself, and lost any bit of grace she had gained from riding horses, turning into an overly awkward teen.
Naturally, she was the new plaything, and became friends quickly with a horde of both girls and boys. Her looks, well, got her asked out by a few guys here and there, but all were denied. She was rather conservative, and contrary to popular belief, she had a somewhat good understanding of the English language and it's slang, so she knew exactly what 'I'd tap that' meant. Unfortunately, her host family was upper class and very protective and clean. They refused to let her near a horse because they were 'dirty' and 'dangerous.' Frankly, she despised them when it came to that subject, but she somehow managed to live with it.
After her year with the exchange were up, she had another tearful exchange with her host family, and then got on a plane and booked it back to Germany. In her absence, nothing had really changed except for the fact that Flocki had gained a bout of arthritis and was put out to pasture for a few months. Overjoyed to see each other again, Xenia spent all of her available time with her best friend. All went well for two years, but a season of once again competing in show jumping on her new partner, a Westphalian horse, Xenia was offered a chance to go with her trainer to America. Xenia jumped at the chance and begged her parents. It wasn't a big shock, as they knew she was going to pursue her dreams eventually. Within a week or two, Xenia had said goodbye once more to her beloved Flocki and retired him fully at her Stud. With bags packed, horse and herself loaded on a plane, and plans made for her new life in America, Xenia left her family, friends, home, and country...to start a new life, one that would bring her one step closer to her dreams of riding with the GOET or, possibly, the USET.
