Post by Ice on Oct 21, 2005 22:38:46 GMT -4
Name: Ice
Path: Dark (duh)
Breed: paint
Age: 4
Gender: female
Markings: overo paint
Color: white
History: born to lights, escaped when she was three to become a dark against her parents wisheds
Personality: impish, cannot stand when lights or anyone gets in her way or annoys her...
Example Post:
She stepped into the land her slender legs carrying her rather fast. She covered ground quickly and soon stopped under a tree. Its leaves were bright green, very health from the spring rain. She put her head down and tore a few blades of grass from the sod.
Then she brought her head up and looked out across the land. As far as she could see there was no other. However much of her vision was obscured by large leafy trees. She had never been loved before, by a stag. Once one had pretended and broke her heart. She knew now that it was over. She was a dark pregnant dog and she was as cold and harsh as they come. There must be another out there that matched her, and could love her, no matter what her past was like. She did not know how she came to be on this island, but she knew this was a place where she could start anew. She would be rid of her stupid light parents who never had approved of her dark actions. Here she was free to do as she wanted and she was free to go with the darkest of brutes, and she would.
She tossed her beautiful head then reared up. Her hoofs were tearing at the invisible force. A shrill call escaped her maw, "Dark brutes, I am Ice, I am alone, and i could be yours." She fell to the ground. She knew few could resist her dark call, and her orbs darted around to see who would come.
Path: Dark (duh)
Breed: paint
Age: 4
Gender: female
Markings: overo paint
Color: white
History: born to lights, escaped when she was three to become a dark against her parents wisheds
Personality: impish, cannot stand when lights or anyone gets in her way or annoys her...
Example Post:
She stepped into the land her slender legs carrying her rather fast. She covered ground quickly and soon stopped under a tree. Its leaves were bright green, very health from the spring rain. She put her head down and tore a few blades of grass from the sod.
Then she brought her head up and looked out across the land. As far as she could see there was no other. However much of her vision was obscured by large leafy trees. She had never been loved before, by a stag. Once one had pretended and broke her heart. She knew now that it was over. She was a dark pregnant dog and she was as cold and harsh as they come. There must be another out there that matched her, and could love her, no matter what her past was like. She did not know how she came to be on this island, but she knew this was a place where she could start anew. She would be rid of her stupid light parents who never had approved of her dark actions. Here she was free to do as she wanted and she was free to go with the darkest of brutes, and she would.
She tossed her beautiful head then reared up. Her hoofs were tearing at the invisible force. A shrill call escaped her maw, "Dark brutes, I am Ice, I am alone, and i could be yours." She fell to the ground. She knew few could resist her dark call, and her orbs darted around to see who would come.