Post by twiz on Nov 23, 2008 12:50:30 GMT -5
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Name: Sayya
Age: 4
Breed: Paint horse.
Gender: Mare
Alliance: Drailia
Powers:
Name: Sayya
Age: 4
Breed: Paint horse.
Gender: Mare
Alliance: Drailia
Powers:
None inheritedDescription:
I am a very beautiful chestnut piebald. I have a white marking that takes over half of my face and one eye. I have heard that this is called a 'bald face', well anyways, I have one blue eye, someting I inheireted from my mother, though that may be the only thing that makes us alike. 3 of my hooves are a sandy color, and one is an iron color. I stand at 15.2 hh, and I have very long, thin legs, same for the rest of me. I have a yellowish mane and tail. I am built to run, as is for my father.Personality:
I am pretty self-explained. I am a bit selfish, I admit. It is not easy for me to be in a large group talking because I will likely start a fight, so I keep to small groups or myself. I have no respect to any being I don't know and will not show respect until I know another. I am also very picky of who I am with. I won't be seen with an equine that is ugly, rude, or shy. I like ones who know how to tell me what to do but don't order me to, strong with themselves, very bold, and dosent follow me everywhere.History:
I was born in horrid, Barren lands. There was no seasons and never enough food. My mother and father were both ignoring me, and trying to get me to leave them. I didnt know why, but as soon as I was old enough I left. At that point, I was found by a mare from a different herd, and I guess she thought I was 'helpless' I decided to stay with her, seeing I had no other home. I never liked her much, but she was kind to me, and others. When I turned almost 2, I left, heading for somewhere else.RP Sample:
I smiled weakly at the stallion. It was hard to keep my gaze off the ground, but I somehow managed. He was a very comferting presence to me, he was so kind and wise, and I was starting to enjoy being around him. Your quite welcome, love Came his lyrics. I continued to smile. I feel as if I haven't shown you the respect I should. I admitted. I was so absorbed in selfish thoughts, feeling bad for myself. It made me feel quite guilty now that I think of it.
I kept my gaze softly on his muscular bod. I loosened my stance, trying not to seem as stiff and unwelcomeing. I am sure you are right Joy. Although, many loves enter your life. Some leaving a path in your heart that hurts terribly, and you may find it hard to let go. Though, looking past that, maybe it was for the best that they left such an experience behind to you. Leaving a foot print in your heart only gives you experience to move on with, a motive to never make such a mistake yourself. I nodded respectfully. Your words are so wise, so full of truth. It is almost like I am speaking to a wiseman of the herd. You are truly great. I mused.
I felt the muscles quiver of reasons I don't know. For a few moments I looked back a the ground, afraid that I offended him. You're truly right, love. That was exactly what I was thinking I smiled. Mabye we are more alike than it seems.