Post by wyldefyre on Apr 4, 2009 16:33:28 GMT -5
Name:Azure
Age:4
Gender: Mare
Breed: Andalusian X Arabian
Color:Completely white with a slight tint of gray in her mane and tail
Markings:Bright Azure colored eyes
Alliance:None as of right now
Foals:None
Personality: Azure is a very regal refined creature due to her heritage. She is intelligent, well mannered and enjoys the finer things in life. She takes her time in trusting others but once she trusts someone she is loyal to them to a fault. She puts all of herself into everything she does. She is spirited and passionate but patient and kind as well.
History: Azure was born into a long line of royal riding horses. However, during a revolt of the people of the land, the stables of the royal family were burnt to the ground and the creatures that resided in them were either slain or run off. Azure was among those lucky enough to be run off. After wandering for a time she came to the strange land of Midnight Acres. Lost and alone, she now hope to rebuild her life among the inhabitants of the land.
Sample Post: Mud caked itself to her once gleaming pelt. She felt it crack and flake as she moved. The tips of her flowing locks still showed signs of being burnt. The smell of the fire still lingered in her nairs. How she wasn't sure. It had been over a month since the fire sent into the world. Perhaps it was her imagination playing tricks on her. Her head hung low as she step slowly towards the edge of the dark woods. The trees loomed high over her. The bright sunlight seemed to be swallowed by their dark leaves. The dark ground muffled all sound. A quiet place at last. Perhaps she could find a solace amidst the quiet and the dark.
She stepped lightly, lifting her thin legs high as she moved between the trees. The musty smells of the dead leaves of the past fall surrounded her. It was strange. The smell comforted her. She felt her tense muscle starting to relax. Her thoughts drifted as her brilliant pools surveyed the land. Who might be the Master of this land? She pondered quietly. Pausing for a moment, she twisted her ears to listen for signs of life. Hearing none she continued to wander deeper into the wood.
Age:4
Gender: Mare
Breed: Andalusian X Arabian
Color:Completely white with a slight tint of gray in her mane and tail
Markings:Bright Azure colored eyes
Alliance:None as of right now
Foals:None
Personality: Azure is a very regal refined creature due to her heritage. She is intelligent, well mannered and enjoys the finer things in life. She takes her time in trusting others but once she trusts someone she is loyal to them to a fault. She puts all of herself into everything she does. She is spirited and passionate but patient and kind as well.
History: Azure was born into a long line of royal riding horses. However, during a revolt of the people of the land, the stables of the royal family were burnt to the ground and the creatures that resided in them were either slain or run off. Azure was among those lucky enough to be run off. After wandering for a time she came to the strange land of Midnight Acres. Lost and alone, she now hope to rebuild her life among the inhabitants of the land.
Sample Post: Mud caked itself to her once gleaming pelt. She felt it crack and flake as she moved. The tips of her flowing locks still showed signs of being burnt. The smell of the fire still lingered in her nairs. How she wasn't sure. It had been over a month since the fire sent into the world. Perhaps it was her imagination playing tricks on her. Her head hung low as she step slowly towards the edge of the dark woods. The trees loomed high over her. The bright sunlight seemed to be swallowed by their dark leaves. The dark ground muffled all sound. A quiet place at last. Perhaps she could find a solace amidst the quiet and the dark.
She stepped lightly, lifting her thin legs high as she moved between the trees. The musty smells of the dead leaves of the past fall surrounded her. It was strange. The smell comforted her. She felt her tense muscle starting to relax. Her thoughts drifted as her brilliant pools surveyed the land. Who might be the Master of this land? She pondered quietly. Pausing for a moment, she twisted her ears to listen for signs of life. Hearing none she continued to wander deeper into the wood.