Post by kota on Jul 7, 2015 23:46:29 GMT
Name: Invidia
Gender: Mare
Breed: [Percheron / Orlov Trotter / Mustang] x [ Alter Real / Friesian / American Mustang / Dutch Warmblood / Hanoverian / Paso Fino / Thoroughbred / Arabian ]
Genetics: Ee/Aa/Gg
Age: Four
Arrived in MUSTANG: Spring, Year 1
Coat Color: Grey (Bay)
Height: 16hh
Eye Color: Bright Electric Blue
Personality: Vindictive, headstrong, moody, unpredictable, sarcastic, beautiful, outgoing, protective, a dreamer.
History: The child of a drunken one night stand. With parents like Ida and Isardis it left little else to be expected. When she was weaned, having finally become self-sufficient she left her mother's side. She lived with her father in Cattail Lake until she was three. Vidia had little to no interest in staying in a dying land, she craved new scenery, dreamed of exploring untouched worlds. She's traveled relatively unscathed so far, though it is safe to say that she has woken up quite a few times with rumpled bedsheets.
Sample Post:
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From a rating of one to ten [ten being the best], what would you rate MUSTANG?: 1000 x10
What do you suggest we do next/improve?: idk man
Where did you find us?: v1, v2
What would you like to be called?: call me kota, kotsy, koty, and basicallly anything else.
Gender: Mare
Breed: [Percheron / Orlov Trotter / Mustang] x [ Alter Real / Friesian / American Mustang / Dutch Warmblood / Hanoverian / Paso Fino / Thoroughbred / Arabian ]
Genetics: Ee/Aa/Gg
Age: Four
Arrived in MUSTANG: Spring, Year 1
Coat Color: Grey (Bay)
Height: 16hh
Eye Color: Bright Electric Blue
Personality: Vindictive, headstrong, moody, unpredictable, sarcastic, beautiful, outgoing, protective, a dreamer.
History: The child of a drunken one night stand. With parents like Ida and Isardis it left little else to be expected. When she was weaned, having finally become self-sufficient she left her mother's side. She lived with her father in Cattail Lake until she was three. Vidia had little to no interest in staying in a dying land, she craved new scenery, dreamed of exploring untouched worlds. She's traveled relatively unscathed so far, though it is safe to say that she has woken up quite a few times with rumpled bedsheets.
Sample Post:
There is hardly an instant in which Nexus is not thinking of Liesel. To him, she is as vast as the ocean, as eternal and beautiful as the sky he wakes up to everyday, and he only finds it beautiful because it reminds him of her blue flesh. She is his paradise, his heaven on earth. She is his light in an otherwise dark world. The dream that chases away his nightmares, she is the air his lungs require to breathe. The blue wolf's beloved daughter is the only one keeping him anchored here. Without her he would transform from a dark storm and into a void.But that doesn't matter now because she is gone. His bed is as empty and untouched as his heart. He hasn't slept in days and it is evident in the purple half-circles sunken beneath his eyes. He is out of sorts, his emotions a whirlwind of anger, panic, and hope for her safe return. He has issued his challenge and is waiting on the word of his adversary, his enemy, Ivanov.For now he waits, he's left the lakeside castle in the capable hands of his niece and her husband. He running away to the islands, and though he hates the salty winds and sand he pushes through anyway. He only hopes to catch a moment with his summer girl, he hopes she's taken leave from the hands of the bastard that stole her.He was right to think she'd leave, h sees her standing on the other side of the dunes. A ray of sunshine cutting through the vast expanse of his dark world. When kaliedoscope eyes meet the navy of Liesel's face, all else suddenly fades away. Nexus looks at her as dying man admires an angel, as he draws nearer she becomes even more alluring, crowned in a silver halo.She is he heroine in the novel of his life, and he cannot imagine how she does not see this in herself. He is watching his whole world bat her languid lashes and feels something clench within his dormant chest. Is this loss? Could this pain in his chest get any more excruciating? He draws close enough to discern the expression on her face. He studies her momentarily, hesitant to close the distance, he brushes a silver tress away from her face with a gentility he didn't know he possessed. "I feel as though I've failed you." He sighs, shaking out his mane. "How could I have let this happen?"
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From a rating of one to ten [ten being the best], what would you rate MUSTANG?: 1000 x10
What do you suggest we do next/improve?: idk man
Where did you find us?: v1, v2
What would you like to be called?: call me kota, kotsy, koty, and basicallly anything else.