Post by Tainn on Oct 16, 2005 18:08:36 GMT -4
Call Me:
Tainn.
Age Me:
3 Summers.
Size Me:
15 Hands.
Alliance:
Blessed Light.
Color Me:
Bay Tobiano
Make Me:
Arabian/Quarter Horse.
Sample:
Pricked auds flickered restlessly, chocolatey optics keen. The femme's long plume swayed in the light wind, short bursts of breath coming from her maw. A swift gallop had only just ended, heart beating triumphantly, freely. Tainn lifted a foreleg and pawed at the ground impatiently. A voice low and soft, like the distant ringing of bells, floated upon the air, breaking the immense silence above the canyon. "It must be here." She murmured, painted coat not keeping out the wind that sent shivers down her flank. Her crown arched proudly, obsidian and moonlight tail elegantly held upright. The fem moved forward, hooves clipping the ground softly, quietly, an unshodden trod. She picked lightly down the hill, twin pools watching her step closely, carefully. Where was this famous Blessed Valley? She had searched, long and far, having come from plainer places, quieter realms.
Was she finally here?
