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Anouk was the name given to me the 8th of October 1988. Born in the Netherlands I am truly Dutch, and always will be. Living in the province Gelderland, but born in North-Holland you can consider me a 'Hollander' too.. I'm the second-child, and the youngest of my four-member family. (not including all the pets we own, which are part of the family too.) I was born on time, October the 8th, and would be on time throughout my entire life. One thing I hate, is being late. I was a strong headed child, I always got what I wanted, even if it meant breaking rules. *draws halo above head* Two things were prominent in my early years; I could draw well, and I had a love for animals, and animals loved me. I would never return from school without a cat on my heels, begging my attention. I soon learned how to take care for animals, nursing them back to health, for we had an unprofessional wildlife shelter at home, because where I lived animals had almost no where to go to if they were wounded. This gave me experience with different kinds of animals, from bird of prey to hedgehogs. (The birds of prey gave me scars, but my love for hedgehogs truly is everlasting.) I wasn't always an easy one to be around with, I was special in every way. I come from a family with three high-sensitive persons, and people not understanding my feelings, or my behaviour, only frustrated me and made me angry. Mainly this was so because I could read one others emotions so well that I would accidentally copy them, so I could never be 'me'. So contact with people never became easy, and friends were rare. When I was about nine I began riding horses, but would often just sit on their backs crying because they were so big and strong. I would get attached to a horse easily, but of course they were either sold or they died, which was traumatic sometimes. I rode horses for about four years, before I would eventually met the horse whom would become my own horse at last. Bart was never an easy horse, mostly because he too is misunderstood. But that didn't make his training easier. I fell in love with him instantly, and eventually the two of us became best mates. Sadly enough this brave Haflinger horse, who threw everyone off his back if they didn't treat him well, had to be sold because he got the name of 'being dangerous.' I thank my parents and his previous owner who gave him to me, as my own horse. (finally, dream come true.) After getting my final exams, because that was the deal... We've been together ever since, and are best buddies, and I love him to bits. He is and always will be, the most important person in my life, my loyal friend in times when I'm bullied, or just as misunderstood as he. In 2003 I had to prepare a talk, and my choice eventually fell upon the Riders of Rohan. I had seen the Fellowship of the Ring in the Cinema, and found out that there were actually books called the Lord of the Rings. After devouring them within a week I was hooked forever. When I saw The Two Towers I absolutely fell in love with the Riders of Rohan. While searching for information about these Riders, which I needed for my talk of course, I stumbled across the Plaza. I joined instantly, got my 20 points and of course I became a Rider, and have been ever since. I had the name Kakaro Dunami, Aelfwine Blaecnaed, and eventually settled for Kakaro Roane. |
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Kakaro Roane is not an extraordinary rider. Living in the West Emnet near Fangorn she has a few horses of her own, for whom she cares while she is not racing around with the Cavalry. She has some family, but because she was never such a great fan of family ties she rarely sees them, and never visits them. She has found enough company in her horse, and her hedgehog. Being loyal to the Riddermark she joined the cavalry as soon as she was able, but due to her stubbornness and fierceness she never really grew in rank. Having dark brown hair instead of blonde, due to some Dunlending influence in the back of the pedigree, sometimes is a disadvantage, especially when people think of her as a true Dunlending. Having never liked the company of people she mostly ignored the mob staring at her, and lived on, on the green fields of Rohan. |