Post by twilight on Jan 30, 2007 13:00:34 GMT -5
| Call me Twilight |
| I have lived for 4 years |
| The blood of the Mustang runs in me veins |
| My parents were unknown |
| I stand at 15 hands high |
| I am a mare |
| I have no family |
| I was born in captivity |
| I am completley black, save for one white spot on my left foreleg |
| Many view me as nothing more than a sweet mare, as if I wouldn't hurt a fly. But they are wrong. My family deserted me when I was young, and therefor I have been forced to live on my own, doing what I can to survive. If that includes killing, then I will kill |
| Thief in the Night |
The night grows black, and the stars are coming out. All appears to be quiet in the Meadow by the Forest, but appearances can be deceiving. In the darkness of the Forest, hidden in the mask of night, stood a lone animal, black as night itself, camouflaged with the darkness. Owls hooted, but the black horse payed no attention. Her yellow eyes glared for the darkness, ready to strike. If they wouldn't share willingly, she would take it for herself.
----
Earlier that day...
Approaching what appeared to be the leader, a horse with her head held high and proud, then asked, "I am hungry, wandering for many days in the forest. May I eat of the grass of your meadow?" It was spring, the meadow was full of grass, enough to feed 200 horses, while the small herd only consisted of fifty. The leader narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who are you that you would request what is rightfully ours?" Making no response, Twilight gallopped back up into the forest, and prepared to feast that night.
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They will learn not to refuse me. Twilight thought vicously. Quietly sneaking out of the forest, she reached the meadow and began to graze. None could stop her from eating at night, while they all slept. She laughed.
OOC/// Gah! Succkkkkyyyy posttttttt!!!!! Grr. Stupid brain deadness. >>
| I have lived for 4 years |
| The blood of the Mustang runs in me veins |
| My parents were unknown |
| I stand at 15 hands high |
| I am a mare |
| I have no family |
| I was born in captivity |
| I am completley black, save for one white spot on my left foreleg |
| Many view me as nothing more than a sweet mare, as if I wouldn't hurt a fly. But they are wrong. My family deserted me when I was young, and therefor I have been forced to live on my own, doing what I can to survive. If that includes killing, then I will kill |
| Thief in the Night |
The night grows black, and the stars are coming out. All appears to be quiet in the Meadow by the Forest, but appearances can be deceiving. In the darkness of the Forest, hidden in the mask of night, stood a lone animal, black as night itself, camouflaged with the darkness. Owls hooted, but the black horse payed no attention. Her yellow eyes glared for the darkness, ready to strike. If they wouldn't share willingly, she would take it for herself.
----
Earlier that day...
Approaching what appeared to be the leader, a horse with her head held high and proud, then asked, "I am hungry, wandering for many days in the forest. May I eat of the grass of your meadow?" It was spring, the meadow was full of grass, enough to feed 200 horses, while the small herd only consisted of fifty. The leader narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who are you that you would request what is rightfully ours?" Making no response, Twilight gallopped back up into the forest, and prepared to feast that night.
----
They will learn not to refuse me. Twilight thought vicously. Quietly sneaking out of the forest, she reached the meadow and began to graze. None could stop her from eating at night, while they all slept. She laughed.
OOC/// Gah! Succkkkkyyyy posttttttt!!!!! Grr. Stupid brain deadness. >>
