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Moon « Thread Started on Sept 16, 2006, 5:34pm »
Name- Jealous of the Moon
Age- 5
Breed- Friesian
Sire- dead
dam- dead
Appearance- I am black with a purple/blue glow in the moonlight. My feathers are fine and beautiful. My tresses and ribbon are just amazing to look at, so soft and like silk. I have a flaw in my orbs, they are always empty looking, as if I have no soul. But with my true love, they are full of life, and only she can see it. I a built strongly and heavily. My frame is tall. My crown is held high, as my daggers carry me around.
Personality- I am quiet, not shy. I do not talk much, unless in the presence of my love, children, or herd. I make an excelent father, and love. Also my leadership skills are great. I am not as nice as most think I am. I dont hold my tounge when needed. Also, I will not stand for another equin being torchered. There is no need for it in my eyes.
History- I was once a loving father, I had a yearling, after her mother died. I was taking care of her when I found them both in a creek, the mother breathless, and the foal alive. I took her in. Sadly, she was killed by a stag who tried to force breed her, I didnt get there in time to stop him. Since then, I have not found one to love and have a foal with, I have fears that they shall die as well.
Example post- My heart pounds as I move through the terrain. I hault immidiatly smelling fresh lushess vegitation. Mmmmm, so sweet. I find a small creek to quinch my thirst. So cold though, very cold. This land is beautiful, so green and the water near by clashes so beautifully. I love the ocean, when it is in an uproar though. I love to watch the waves go by my orbs.
I watch falcons above, and listen to them as they fly over me with ease. Oh how I wish to fly, someday. I take a step back, my tresses blowing in the violent wind as it rips through the terrace. I smell the sweet sea salt. My ribbon sways behind me when I gallop across the edge of the water, what a thrill to run! Oh how I love it so.....it is so wonderfull to feel the wind in your face. Once again I hault and listen to the sea life now below my hooves, the water is so cooling. Oh, dont you just love the ocean? I do, very much so. I lay watching the stars above, so beautiful, so full of light. My orbs slowly close, as I drift into a deep slumber...way into the night.
*Jealous of the Moon is my curse *5 winter I have survived *Ebony I am painted *Friesian I am molded *stallion I was born *Not loved at this point *homeless at this point
*Jealous of the Moon is my curse *5 winter I have survived *Ebony I am painted *Friesian I am molded *stallion I was born *Not loved at this point *homeless at this point
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