Post by Denali on May 27, 2006 21:29:14 GMT -5
Name:Vhetrial Denatice
Age: 6
Breed: Fresian/Appaloosa x
Lineage: Wizzard Jay Bar x Shannon's Sweet Melody
Height: 16.0 hh
Sex: Stallion
Children:none
Place Of Birth:unknown
Physical Characteristics: Incredibly masculine, unimaginably fast, long lasting stamina, a few white speckles on his butt,
Personality: (no offense but my char would be awfully dull if he was summed up in one word) Aggressive, but has a soft spot for the ladies, stubborn, quiet and thoughtfull
Sample Post:
I never knew..I never knew that everyone was waiting on a cue...to turn and run when all I needed was the truth..but that's how it's gotta be..
Sinew rippled within deeply carved blades. Streaks of light from the brisk autumn sun shone off his gleaming and healthy coat. Stag paused, looking down from the hilltop, soft snort escaped plush. somewhere....somewhere in these lands, where all these equines roamed, he would find peace, perhaps. He would make it work if it was the last thing he did.
It's comin down to nothin more then apathy..I'd rather run the other way than than stay see the smoke and who's still standin when it clears.. Everybody knows I'm in over my head over my head...
Fading plumage swished irritantly at the abiding flies in the late season; no mater, they would all die off soon enough. Unshod plates started to grow impatient to start moving again. He had traveled far. but then, drastic times call for drastic measures.
let's reaarrange I wish you were a stranger I could disengage, jusst say that we agree and then never change, soften a bit until we all just get along, ubt that's disregard, we find another friend and thenwe discard....
He had nearly established a harem off of ihs father, only to be intervened by his bloody brother. stupid bum he thought. -shrug- whatever. he'd find something here, even if that something meant the darkest and bleariest of things that all living things think of. At least that was something. Oricles continues to soak in the terrain, forever memorizing it, for if time called, he could easily referance, no questions asked.
Age: 6
Breed: Fresian/Appaloosa x
Lineage: Wizzard Jay Bar x Shannon's Sweet Melody
Height: 16.0 hh
Sex: Stallion
Children:none
Place Of Birth:unknown
Physical Characteristics: Incredibly masculine, unimaginably fast, long lasting stamina, a few white speckles on his butt,
Personality: (no offense but my char would be awfully dull if he was summed up in one word) Aggressive, but has a soft spot for the ladies, stubborn, quiet and thoughtfull
Sample Post:
I never knew..I never knew that everyone was waiting on a cue...to turn and run when all I needed was the truth..but that's how it's gotta be..
Sinew rippled within deeply carved blades. Streaks of light from the brisk autumn sun shone off his gleaming and healthy coat. Stag paused, looking down from the hilltop, soft snort escaped plush. somewhere....somewhere in these lands, where all these equines roamed, he would find peace, perhaps. He would make it work if it was the last thing he did.
It's comin down to nothin more then apathy..I'd rather run the other way than than stay see the smoke and who's still standin when it clears.. Everybody knows I'm in over my head over my head...
Fading plumage swished irritantly at the abiding flies in the late season; no mater, they would all die off soon enough. Unshod plates started to grow impatient to start moving again. He had traveled far. but then, drastic times call for drastic measures.
let's reaarrange I wish you were a stranger I could disengage, jusst say that we agree and then never change, soften a bit until we all just get along, ubt that's disregard, we find another friend and thenwe discard....
He had nearly established a harem off of ihs father, only to be intervened by his bloody brother. stupid bum he thought. -shrug- whatever. he'd find something here, even if that something meant the darkest and bleariest of things that all living things think of. At least that was something. Oricles continues to soak in the terrain, forever memorizing it, for if time called, he could easily referance, no questions asked.
