O L W E N
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NAME: Olwen [Welsh origin meaning "white footprint" or "track of the holy one"]
GENDER: Female
AGE: Young adult
GIFT: Giftless
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Name - What it do
COLOR: Smoky cream double merle okapi pictus pintaloosa
GENOTYPE: Ee aa BB PP CC dzd MM nTo nPi LpLp
SURFACE: Stubborn | Independent | Outgoing | Affectionate | Guarded | Witty, occasionally snarky | Alert
PERSONALITY: Raised solely by Homewood nannies. Olwen has no memory of either of her parents. From what she's gathered from listening to idle nanny chatter when she was younger, either her mother arrived to Homewood and gave birth to her here, or dropped her off shortly after having delivered her elsewhere. "Whoopsy baby" Olwen had overheard one nanny whisper to another in conjecture. That thought had stung fiercely when she was little. Maybe her mother was a wanderer or trader or had some other role that was too dangerous to bring a foal along with her, much less a blind one. Maybe she had left her here in Homewood where she knew that she'd be safe and looked after. Of course, there was always that gnawing, niggling thought that she had been left here because she had been an accident. That she was not only an unexpected or unwanted baby, but had been born a broken one on top of that. The idea lurked in the darkest corners of her mind to surface in quiet, down moments of her foalhood, or with the occasionally blunt, tactless questioning (or bullying) of other curious (or mean) foals asking after her parentage, or why she was blind.
Being that she knew she'd be useless in a physical fight, young Olwen leaned into wit and sarcasm to be her tools for when she did need to lash out against the especially hurtful. She's definitely not a violent noul by any means, but she wasn't above the odd verbal barb to those who really grated against her. Eventually, either from interest fading, her getting a thicker skin, or her just not caring what others thought about her origins anymore, the old painful idea stopped being such a big, bothersome sticking point. Olwen learned that being clever or witty was a good way to redirect unwanted attention. She loves puns and turn of phrase. As she grew towards adulthood, she pursued her interest in music and stories. Listening and hearing were specialties of hers, after all, with a knack for hitting the right pitch and tone for songs and storytelling. Also handy for harmonizing with other singers and with musical instruments.
In spite of her limitations, there isn't much that Olwen wouldn't at least try to do. As an adult, she has a few places that she frequents, well memorized go-to's that she can potentially go alone or with a friend. She has her own den; habits and routines that she's learned to make the most of things. She's capable on her own, but enjoy kicking around with sighted friends for that extra bit of assistance should she need it. An extra set (or two) of eyes that have her back. Olwen's an affectionate noul, fond of cuddles, nudges, nose boops, and the like. Unless she is traveling a familiar path on her own, she'll probably seek to have some form of contact with a friend she's going around with. Perfectly happy to perform or rattle off stories or parables, kick about the market or social gathering, Olwen is a social creature.
However, there's one aspect that she's a bit more guarded. She is uncertain about the prospect of children. She doesn't want to get wrapped up in the heat of the moment and end up with a bellyful of foals while on her own. She's happy to be romantic and express all manner of love that way. Olwen knows that foals could very well be a joy, but unless she knows that the other parent will be there to help, or that there'll be a dedicated nanny or two to help, she just isn't interested in getting pregnant all willy nilly.
FAMILY: Unknown parents.
IMAGES: Uncert, Cert
COLORIST: Bug
OBTAINED: Staff Custom
