Post by Raine on Oct 26, 2005 16:15:15 GMT -4
Blessed
Raine (pronounced as Rain)
Path
Light
Heritage
Lipizzan
Wandered
Four summers
Sex
Mare
Markings
None
Color
As white as the driven snow.
Personality
Raine has never found her life easy being so timid. This is mainly due to abuse when she was kept as a riding horse, yet she strived on her performance. From her appearance, she looks so very delicate and beautiful, and deep inside her heart she lets her personality follow after her looks. Never cold or bitter, she is sweet, caring and just as sensitive as the next. Although she could never be described as strong, her beliefs make sure that she would put her life on the line just to help someone else in need. Some may look upon her and think that she is just a show off, yet she knows that it is just what she has and always will be like.
Example Post
The perfect day was at last ending with a perfect night. From where the mare stood staring out from the large open square in the door of her rather large stable, she could tell that something good was to happen this night. All of her life, she had been hit extremely hard for not doing what her rider, Leah, wanted her to do. Was it really her fault that she didn't know their odd language? Being a horse, she was not meant to know this and deep inside, knew that she would never actually find out the real reason why she was abused so bitterly by Leah.
Small droplets of rain gently set themselves free from the extremely dark clouds above, landing upon her maw and causing her to jump slightly.Tilting her cranium to one side, auds were pressed down upon her thicket as she gently stamped her hooves in time to the sound of the rain. Some would perhaps call her strange, but she liked, in fact loved the rain, hence her name with an odd spelling. It brought back memories of being a foal in rainy England, and reminded her on her mother, father, and twin brother Duprez.
Hearing a whinny in the distance, and sharp shrill escaped her vocals as an almost reply. It wasn't that she was to scared to attempt to barge the door, but the thought of aimlessly missing and ending up hurt remained to put her off. Today, this mare had decided that it was her lucky day, and the wild was almost luring her out from her pen. Taking a few steps back, cranium was tilted towards the sky as she let another shriek erupt deep inside. Taking a few steps back, she eloped towards the door. It shook, but nothing more. Repeating this again, and again, the hatch eventually wore and opened, letting her into the world. Finally, she was free. Setting of at a gallop across one of the fields, she knew she would never look back again, ever.
Raine (pronounced as Rain)
Path
Light
Heritage
Lipizzan
Wandered
Four summers
Sex
Mare
Markings
None
Color
As white as the driven snow.
Personality
Raine has never found her life easy being so timid. This is mainly due to abuse when she was kept as a riding horse, yet she strived on her performance. From her appearance, she looks so very delicate and beautiful, and deep inside her heart she lets her personality follow after her looks. Never cold or bitter, she is sweet, caring and just as sensitive as the next. Although she could never be described as strong, her beliefs make sure that she would put her life on the line just to help someone else in need. Some may look upon her and think that she is just a show off, yet she knows that it is just what she has and always will be like.
Example Post
The perfect day was at last ending with a perfect night. From where the mare stood staring out from the large open square in the door of her rather large stable, she could tell that something good was to happen this night. All of her life, she had been hit extremely hard for not doing what her rider, Leah, wanted her to do. Was it really her fault that she didn't know their odd language? Being a horse, she was not meant to know this and deep inside, knew that she would never actually find out the real reason why she was abused so bitterly by Leah.
Small droplets of rain gently set themselves free from the extremely dark clouds above, landing upon her maw and causing her to jump slightly.Tilting her cranium to one side, auds were pressed down upon her thicket as she gently stamped her hooves in time to the sound of the rain. Some would perhaps call her strange, but she liked, in fact loved the rain, hence her name with an odd spelling. It brought back memories of being a foal in rainy England, and reminded her on her mother, father, and twin brother Duprez.
Hearing a whinny in the distance, and sharp shrill escaped her vocals as an almost reply. It wasn't that she was to scared to attempt to barge the door, but the thought of aimlessly missing and ending up hurt remained to put her off. Today, this mare had decided that it was her lucky day, and the wild was almost luring her out from her pen. Taking a few steps back, cranium was tilted towards the sky as she let another shriek erupt deep inside. Taking a few steps back, she eloped towards the door. It shook, but nothing more. Repeating this again, and again, the hatch eventually wore and opened, letting her into the world. Finally, she was free. Setting of at a gallop across one of the fields, she knew she would never look back again, ever.
