Hazel
New Member
Hinata && Orion && Hook
Posts: 9
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Post by Hazel on Feb 26, 2007 11:19:35 GMT -5
Ebony and Ivory Live together in perfect harmony Side by side on my piano keyboard Oh Lord, why don't we? We all know that people are the same Wherever you go There's good and bad in everyone We learn to live, we learn to give each other What we need to survive Together alive
Name: Hinata
Age: 3 Years
Sex: Mare
Breed: Appaloosa
Height: 15 hh
Lineage: Ebony (dam) and Ivory (sire)
Offspring: None
Birth Alliance/ Current Alliance: Neutral
Physical Appearance:
Short legs, rounded barrel and thick neck, she is rather out of proportion. Her front half is white with ebon patches, wheras her rump is white with black dots. Her mane and tail are black, too. Her face is thin and pretty.
Persona:
Skittish and shy, she has been raised a neutral and is terrified of both foxes and wolves. She doesnt want to be neutra, but she is scared of choosing sides too. So she is constantly nervous and shy, desite having a hidden side to her. She is sometimes outgoing and peaceful, but rarely, and only in the presence of those she trusts.
Other: None
Sample Post: From NSE
Snorting blissfully, the ebony stallion was laying, curled up, in the caves upon the rocks, looking down over the sand from the ridges. It had taken him a while to climb to the safety of the cave, but it had been worth it. No leaks or floods, little of the chilly breeze and warmth were obvious advantages, as well as a comfortably and smooth floor. His audes flickered, he heard a cry calling for a him and a snort. At first, he thought it simply a dream, but as his eyes fluttered open, he realised he could still hear the echoes of the calling. Grunting, he lifted his pillars and pulled his exhausted form to its hooves. He rolled his eyes, disgruntled at being awoken during his rest. If it hadnt been for the glimmer of hope that it would be Seydi once more, or his old family, he wouldnt have bothered leaving his warm bed.
Shaking his mane, he padded softly to the entrance. His charcoal sillohette was invisible against the blackness of the cave, and only his blue eyes shone out, glittering by the light of the moon. He snorted, then his maw opened, calling back out as he scanned the horizon. Nothing but a mere stllion, younger than he and a dark hue. Not grey like Seydi, and shorter than the gay stallion. He culdnt see the horses gender, nor the colour of its pelt. So he simply stood and called out; "Who goes there? Friend or foe?"
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Post by Grace on Feb 26, 2007 15:28:28 GMT -5
Accepted. You only have to do one sample though.
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