Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2015 19:49:20 GMT
Name: Rose
Gender: Mare
Breed: Mustang
Genetics: Unknown - for breeding purposes, use RED ROAN genetics
Age: Three Years Old
Arrived in Tathra: Spring, Year One
Coat Color: Red Roan with Black chimera
Height: 14.3hh
Eye Color: Ice blue with dark chocolate brown specks *IF NOT ALLOWED PLEASE TELL ME*
*Rose has absolutely no mane. She's got a forelock and a tail, but that it is. She was born like that.*
Personality: Rose is a super sweet, caring girl with a really big heart. She helps those in need and comforts those who are down in the dumps. The youngin does, however, make fun of rodents and finds great joy in pestering them and making their lives miserable.
History: optional!
Sample Post:
Rose stepped over the prickly, damp grass in a quick trotting motion. The rain fell hard from the clouds that had been holding the refreshing liquid for so long. Birds and squirrels took cover within the trees while the painted girl seemed to be playing in the falling water. She could feel the eyes of the smaller animals on her, judging her every move. A huff of noisy air came from her ashen nostrils while icy eyes glared at the rodents. Some scurried away, frightened of the big animal, while others remained in their spots judging the young equine.
The rain seemed to fall harder and into Rose's eyes now so she darted off to hide under the trees while the remaining rodents laughed at her. "Oh hush your mouths. I hope a huge piece of hail hits you right on the head." Her sing-song voice came out a little more harsh than usual, but she didn't really care. The animals were laughing at her because she was having fun out in the rain. Who were they to say she couldn't have some child play? Perhaps they were just jealous that she could stand more of the rain than they could.
Little pieces of hail began to fall from the sky and she stepped back deeper into the trees so she didn't get injured by any of the frozen water rocks. Ears pushed back, Rose lowered her head to tuck it against her chest while her eyes closed. Thunder boomed and shook the trees surrounding her, making her jump and yelp form being startled. It was times like these where she sort of wished someone would stand by her to comfort her. [282 words]
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From a rating of one to ten [ten being the best], what would you rate MUSTANG?: 10/10
What do you suggest we do next/improve?: Nothing. Just perfect.
Where did you find us?: Was on V2
What would you like to be called?: Splashs
Gender: Mare
Breed: Mustang
Genetics: Unknown - for breeding purposes, use RED ROAN genetics
Age: Three Years Old
Arrived in Tathra: Spring, Year One
Coat Color: Red Roan with Black chimera
Height: 14.3hh
Eye Color: Ice blue with dark chocolate brown specks *IF NOT ALLOWED PLEASE TELL ME*
*Rose has absolutely no mane. She's got a forelock and a tail, but that it is. She was born like that.*
Personality: Rose is a super sweet, caring girl with a really big heart. She helps those in need and comforts those who are down in the dumps. The youngin does, however, make fun of rodents and finds great joy in pestering them and making their lives miserable.
History: optional!
Sample Post:
Rose stepped over the prickly, damp grass in a quick trotting motion. The rain fell hard from the clouds that had been holding the refreshing liquid for so long. Birds and squirrels took cover within the trees while the painted girl seemed to be playing in the falling water. She could feel the eyes of the smaller animals on her, judging her every move. A huff of noisy air came from her ashen nostrils while icy eyes glared at the rodents. Some scurried away, frightened of the big animal, while others remained in their spots judging the young equine.
The rain seemed to fall harder and into Rose's eyes now so she darted off to hide under the trees while the remaining rodents laughed at her. "Oh hush your mouths. I hope a huge piece of hail hits you right on the head." Her sing-song voice came out a little more harsh than usual, but she didn't really care. The animals were laughing at her because she was having fun out in the rain. Who were they to say she couldn't have some child play? Perhaps they were just jealous that she could stand more of the rain than they could.
Little pieces of hail began to fall from the sky and she stepped back deeper into the trees so she didn't get injured by any of the frozen water rocks. Ears pushed back, Rose lowered her head to tuck it against her chest while her eyes closed. Thunder boomed and shook the trees surrounding her, making her jump and yelp form being startled. It was times like these where she sort of wished someone would stand by her to comfort her. [282 words]
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From a rating of one to ten [ten being the best], what would you rate MUSTANG?: 10/10
What do you suggest we do next/improve?: Nothing. Just perfect.
Where did you find us?: Was on V2
What would you like to be called?: Splashs
