Post by nini on Feb 18, 2007 1:06:11 GMT -5
Name: Jubalee
Age: Five
Breed: Mix-Breed (Parents were mix-breeds, whose parents were mix-breeds)
Lineage: Arrowhead (sire) x Trust (Dam)
Height: 16 hands
Sex: Fae
Children: None as of Yet
Place Of Birth: A small valley, somewhere in the lands of NSE
Physical Characteristics: Long crimped tail and a mane that is rather short, but steadily growing longer. Her hide is a dull chestnut. Her feathered hooves are large. Her legs are thick, like the rest of her. Her head is slightly convex, ears small, and she bears an irregular snip over each nostril. Her neck is thick, and looks short. Brown eyes.
Personality: Jubalee is anti-mare, sometimes. She dislikes bossy, dominant mares. She’s not very dominant herself, unless she wants to be. She’s sometimes quiet, preferring a romp around the meadow or a race to the river to chit chat. She’s motherly, kind, and warm. She’s not skittish around a stallion unless he comes off the wrong way. Stubborn. Rather silly at random intervals.
Sample Post:
Thick bodice moved with surprising ease, crown perched high on a curved nape that resembled a Cobra ready to strike. Chestnut pelt glistened in the light. Feathered daggers beat in a rhythm upon the rocky terra. Long banner popped against heavily muscled hips, making a popping sound with each strike.
Slowly, the large fae moved from a trot to a walk, great dial bobbing, short tassels bouncing against thick nape, hock-kisser flicking in circles. Irregular snipped nares flared, quivering as they inhaled the scents of stags and fae’s. She tossed her head, large almond shaped brown eyes rolling as she whinnied loudly, calling only someone of worth to her.
Audits pricked as a stag cantered towards her, and a smile graced her maw, her bulk suddenly seemed overcome by tremors. Lifelong companion, lifelong friend, her mate Vine. His name always amused her, but he never mind. Her maw parted as she cut loose a nicker, heavy daggers clacking hard down against the rocky floor.
(Gah. sample post is crap xD.)
Age: Five
Breed: Mix-Breed (Parents were mix-breeds, whose parents were mix-breeds)
Lineage: Arrowhead (sire) x Trust (Dam)
Height: 16 hands
Sex: Fae
Children: None as of Yet
Place Of Birth: A small valley, somewhere in the lands of NSE
Physical Characteristics: Long crimped tail and a mane that is rather short, but steadily growing longer. Her hide is a dull chestnut. Her feathered hooves are large. Her legs are thick, like the rest of her. Her head is slightly convex, ears small, and she bears an irregular snip over each nostril. Her neck is thick, and looks short. Brown eyes.
Personality: Jubalee is anti-mare, sometimes. She dislikes bossy, dominant mares. She’s not very dominant herself, unless she wants to be. She’s sometimes quiet, preferring a romp around the meadow or a race to the river to chit chat. She’s motherly, kind, and warm. She’s not skittish around a stallion unless he comes off the wrong way. Stubborn. Rather silly at random intervals.
Sample Post:
Thick bodice moved with surprising ease, crown perched high on a curved nape that resembled a Cobra ready to strike. Chestnut pelt glistened in the light. Feathered daggers beat in a rhythm upon the rocky terra. Long banner popped against heavily muscled hips, making a popping sound with each strike.
Slowly, the large fae moved from a trot to a walk, great dial bobbing, short tassels bouncing against thick nape, hock-kisser flicking in circles. Irregular snipped nares flared, quivering as they inhaled the scents of stags and fae’s. She tossed her head, large almond shaped brown eyes rolling as she whinnied loudly, calling only someone of worth to her.
Audits pricked as a stag cantered towards her, and a smile graced her maw, her bulk suddenly seemed overcome by tremors. Lifelong companion, lifelong friend, her mate Vine. His name always amused her, but he never mind. Her maw parted as she cut loose a nicker, heavy daggers clacking hard down against the rocky floor.
(Gah. sample post is crap xD.)
