Kc J. Smith.

[Kc Smith]

Full Name: Kc Jonathan Smith.
Age: Sixteen.
Gender: Male.
Riding Level: Advanced.

Appearance: Kc is usually seen as the same: blue jeans, white T-Shirt, boots, and the occacianl cowboy hat, though not too often. Though only sixteen, some say he's tall for his age, going up to a usual five feet nine inches, though it may vairey from time to time for some odd reason. He has blonde hair, of which is usually slightly spiked and kept short. Trust me - he isn't planning on becoming a hippy any time soon. He muscular, too, though he hides it under his baggy T-Shirts. He's normally tanned unless he hasn't been out for a while. Then most start to mistake him for an albino or something. But like he says - "Albinos don't tan, dude. They burn. And trust me again on this - Kc Smith never burns on his account. Never.

General Personality: Kc's usually the silent type, never really talking to anyone unless spoken to. He normally just takes care of his horse and enters shows, needing the money for everything else in his life. He's never had a crush as far as anyone knows, and he doesn't seem to be planning to get one. He never really notices people, even when they accidently - or purposely - run into him, trip over him, etc. He never even gives a slight "Hello" or greeting when he sees someone. Most think he's a mute, though somes girls crush on him all the time. Heck, he remembers this one time when a girl tried to have sex with him! Funny, right? Thought not. Well anyway, to put it all together, Kc never talks to anyone, and usually doesn't keep a conversation for too long. He mostly spends more time with his horse than anyone - or anything - else in the world. So, yeah, you get my point.

History: So, yeah. Case here had the good life when growing up. Before he was born, his parents bought a smallish ninty-seven acre farm with a barn. They bought only a few horses to begin with, of which were all Friesian[except for a couple Draught Horses to help man the feilds]. Almost two years later, wehn their buisness was booming, Kc's mother had gotten pregnate. They soon learned it was a baby boy. Thinking of names, they finally named him after his father's father. Amazing, right? I know it.

The years growing up were pretty easy growing up for Kc. He really didn't have to do much until the age of seven or eight, so as a young child, he got to run around and play with the, as he said it, "Black" horses. His parents had bought a Collie for him, and soon it became his sould gaurdian. He would always laugh and play around the horse's legs, and they didn't care. But he didn't adore just that. Of course the loved the slightly begginer horse - a minature, to state the fact - he got to ride on, which lucky for him was pretty experianced around children. But the horses he loved best were his parent's horses. His mother had a Mare Dressage Friesian named Beauty, and his father had a Barrel Racing Stallion named Speed Racer. So of course Kc wanted the first offspring they had. And he got it.

At the age of twelve, when Kc had been working with and showing a few of the horses at the farm, his parents had let their horses into an empty paddock when Beauty was in heat. Soon the mare had a foal. No, make that a colt. Of course Kc was delighted. As the colt grew, Kc would sometimes bottle feed it and care for it. Soon, he was training it him self to go in and out of trailers go around other horses and people, and eat real horse food. Kc soon named him, of course, because of his weird temper: Spite. Soon, at the age of fourteen, he got another suprise: a younger brother! This was more suprising to him than the horse, but heck, who doesn't want a younger sibling, right?

They both soon went onto Barrel Racing shows, winning a name for them selves. Or at least somewhat. Kc really didn't care about that, though. He more enjoyed the bond between horse and rider and the other stuff it comes with. He soon bought a dog, a small Sheltie by the name of Rex to use as a part time horse friend and part time Agility Dog. He knew he needed a few friends for what he was planning to do with himself ahead.

Kc soon came to Illinois on his parent's permission, wanting to get away from it all. He came upon River Glass Rach, hearing about it from somewhere, though he didn't know where. All he hopes now is that he won't be bothered much while he's at work.

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Preferred Name: Kcx
Role Play Experience: About a Year And A Half. Though I Havn't RPed Horse and Rider in A Long Time. So you might see a few glitches here and there.
Other Characters: None At The Moment.

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