the light of my life``

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deceased

NAME: sasorra
AGE: four
GENDER: female
BREED: arabian
COLOR: white, gray
MARKINGS: none
ALLIANCE: light
FOALS: none
PERSONALITY: sasorra is a very gentle, kind mare. she likes to look out for others and take care of foals (even if they aren't her own). she tends to worry a lot about the ones she cares about and will stand up for anyone. sasorra is a very trustworthy mare and doesn't really mind what everyone thinks about her.
HISTORY: sasorra was born on the island of wild dreams by her mother, night's dream. her sire, dark spot, lived in a dark territory. her mother was a light and her sire was a dark. sasorra never really took to the side of light or dark but decided mainly to stay with light since her sister, minx poison, became a dark and showed sasorra the evil things that darks do. sasorra had two other siblings, axel and skylark. she never saw them again after she turned three years old and began to travel away from wild dreams. sasorra had to conquer swimming across a vast lake to at last rid herself of her past home and here she now is..
SAMPLE POST: The strident crash of the waves rolled up toward the beach. The once dry sand now becoming moistened again by the tide. But a pair of rather long ivory limbs poked up from one edge of the sand, it pooled the liquid around her hooves and back up near her hind pistons before it then drew back toward the merciless sea. Soon following up those long yet lithe legs you would find a well chiseled chest and a fine, yet elegant neck that brought you to a dished shape cranium that housed two bright caramel eyes. Who was this creature you ask? Sasorra, of course. A mare of sorts but yet still a filly in many ways. Standing out near the waves made Sasorra feel yet as though she was a one year old again, spending time with her mother by the tide and watching as the seagulls flew by calling out to one another in a noisy banter. But she was alone for the time being and it seemed she would be alone for quite some time. Sasorra hadn’t spotted a single equine coming on down to the beach from the pathway up near the palms where she had entered. But she did not mind being within her own solitude. It was quite nice to be alone once and awhile and have your thoughts to yourself. Flicking her ivory banner aside the mare jerked her head skyward and swiveled upon her heel off to her right in a quick whirl. Planting her hooves into the sand she began to accelerate forward into a gallop. Raising her concave skull and layered tail up toward the heavens Sasorra parted her lappets and parted a simple whicker.
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[souls t a r`]

deceased

NAME: Minx Poison
AGE: five
GENDER: female
BREED: arabian
COLOR: blood bay
MARKINGS: two white socks on hind legs and one sock on front left.
ALLIANCE: dark
FOALS: none
PERSONALITY: minx is very sarcastic and at times can be manipulative. she is rather a witty and spontaneous. she doesn't entirely believe in love and doesn't really care for having a family. minx is pretentious. she always has to be better than anyone else and will do anything to be better.
HISTORY: minx poison was the first born out of dark spot and night's dream. she lived on the island of wild dreams with her parents and her other three siblings. at the age of three minx poison found a home with a stallion masquerade. she soon became his mate and they had two foals. they both died mysteriously and minx poison was left heartbroken. her mate also soon died and she was left alone. but after soon hearing her sister had left off to another island minx poison followed her sister sasorra..
SAMPLE POST: A soft, gentle breeze swept over the torso of Minx Poison; pulling at her tresses and sending them dancing over her lithe neck. Minx exhaled a large lungful of carbon into the atmosphere. Why did I come here? She thought to herself as she let her chocolate eyes stare out across the meadow. The territory was transfixed with bundles of blooming flowers and tall trees that shaded the slowly greening grass. Spring was among this realm and Minx Poison was now just beginning to shed her winter hair. It felt nice to finally have the warmer weather come around. This harlot hated the cold and rather preferred to be in warm climates that had a lot of trees but where she stood now there was only a small gathering of trees that populated the abode. She didn’t mind the sun every once and awhile but she truly preferred darker places. The fem was more apt to be able to hide from other equines and avoid unneeded conversations. Her blood bay pelt usually helped her conceal herself in the shadows. Snorting, Minx Poison cleared away the dust particles and pollen that clogged her throat. Damn flowers.. She thought with annoyance.
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NAME: abacuss
AGE: three
GENDER: male
BREED: paso fino
COLOR: black
MARKINGS: none
ALLIANCE: light
FOALS: none
PERSONALITY: he is kind of guarded but he is sociable. Abacuss is normally the kind of stallion that is very gentle and kind to everyone but he is brave and willing to fight when needed to protect others. he is also honest, generous, and forgiving. he will never hurt a single soul unless he is provoked and he hopes to have children of his own. he also looks forward to being in love.
HISTORY: Abacuss was born into a big herd that his father ruled over. Abacuss was the first son of his father and his father had big plans for him to become the great heir of his throne to the herd. but soon after Abacuss became three years old he accidentally killed one of his father's foals. his father was very angered by what his son had done and banished him from his herd forever and he was never to return to his lands. so Abacuss ran far away from the place he had known since birth to go and find a new home.
SAMPLE POST: you know how i post. ;p
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