Post by `* isis on Feb 10, 2009 22:31:24 GMT -5
the gods cursed me ELECTRA
i’ve gone on a wonderful THREE trips round the sun
traveling on a 16 HAND high;
those who’ve spilled my blood know it’s pure ANDALUSIAN
and only those lucky enough to know me have seen the NEUTRAL soul
that exists beneath this LIGHT GREY pelt of mine
STRIKE A VIOLENT POSE Electra has the typical build of an Andalusian; muscular, yet graceful, a powerful neck, and a sculpted façade. She has no major conformation faults, but a few minor ones, such as a slight roman nose and a low set tail. She has a graceful flow to her movements, and a snappy trot, like most Andalusians.
ALL THE LIES Electra is not nearly as innocent as her large, childlike eyes would lead you to believe. She is very blunt and sarcastic, and has a low tolerance for stupidity. Likewise, she has absolutely no patience, so don’t be surprised if she gets irritated easily. Like most other mares, she can, and will, switch moods alarmingly quickly, her moodiness swinging dangerously close to borderline bipolar. But be nice to her, and she’ll be nice to you. She’s a free spirit, and quite flirtatious around stallions.
THE DRUGS NEVER WORK Electra grew up in a dark herd, with relatively indifferent parents. They didn’t care about her much; they simply sent her to one of their elder mares, a light Shire vixen by the name of Reverie, who taught Electra everything she knew about the world, and life. After only a year together, Reverie and Electra made plans to escape from the rule of Devo and Sorraiia. They were discovered as they reached the borders of the dark forest where Electra’s father ruled, but both made it to safety, though Electra didn’t notice Reverie had fallen behind until it was too late. Electra’s mentor was gone, but she persevered and found Midnight Acres as a new homeland.
i’ve gone on a wonderful THREE trips round the sun
traveling on a 16 HAND high;
those who’ve spilled my blood know it’s pure ANDALUSIAN
and only those lucky enough to know me have seen the NEUTRAL soul
that exists beneath this LIGHT GREY pelt of mine
STRIKE A VIOLENT POSE Electra has the typical build of an Andalusian; muscular, yet graceful, a powerful neck, and a sculpted façade. She has no major conformation faults, but a few minor ones, such as a slight roman nose and a low set tail. She has a graceful flow to her movements, and a snappy trot, like most Andalusians.
ALL THE LIES Electra is not nearly as innocent as her large, childlike eyes would lead you to believe. She is very blunt and sarcastic, and has a low tolerance for stupidity. Likewise, she has absolutely no patience, so don’t be surprised if she gets irritated easily. Like most other mares, she can, and will, switch moods alarmingly quickly, her moodiness swinging dangerously close to borderline bipolar. But be nice to her, and she’ll be nice to you. She’s a free spirit, and quite flirtatious around stallions.
THE DRUGS NEVER WORK Electra grew up in a dark herd, with relatively indifferent parents. They didn’t care about her much; they simply sent her to one of their elder mares, a light Shire vixen by the name of Reverie, who taught Electra everything she knew about the world, and life. After only a year together, Reverie and Electra made plans to escape from the rule of Devo and Sorraiia. They were discovered as they reached the borders of the dark forest where Electra’s father ruled, but both made it to safety, though Electra didn’t notice Reverie had fallen behind until it was too late. Electra’s mentor was gone, but she persevered and found Midnight Acres as a new homeland.
