Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2015 19:19:15 GMT
Name: Nimiane
Gender: Mare
Breed: Mustang / Hispano-Árabe
Genetics: ee/aa/nCr/nz/nT/nO
Age: 3 years
Arrived in Tathra: Summer, Year One
Coat Color: Palomino Tovero
Height: 15.0 HH
Eye Color: Brown
Personality: Distant and guarded, hers is a heart that is hard-won. Guided far more by instinct than the throb of her heart and soul, she is not easily gained in friendship. Smiles are rarely worn, as is the sweetness of her dark gaze. At times, she can be unkind -- merciless. At times, cruel. Quick to judge, and to dismiss others -- though, temperate and not easily goaded into violence or aggression. Simply, a chill: an entity that is simply there.
Sample Post: the chill was first to greet her. slowly, it seeped through the veil of newly lain snow at her doorstep. the drift had seemed to cover the yawning entrance, and immediately from the low howl of wind, she knew the day would be gripped tightly by winter's cruelty. she would not be one held captive in the darkness of her shelter, spurned further by the dread that haunted her dreams, and instead broke through and stepped out into the early hours of the day. the sun had yet to bring it's tender warmth, only having begun to bleed the heavens of the darkened indigo, and the tragically sweet candle glow of the stars. the cold air hit her lungs, and seized her breath for a moment as it brutalized the shoreline. she had expected it, and still was found unprepared for the bite against the thin membranes of her nose, and silk of her lips. the vulpine creature stood, braced against the heavy breath of kiyoshi, and blinking away the slumber that weighed against each eyelid. she could still feel the pang of terror in her heart, her breath still labored and the wetness of tears. it was just a nightmare, a simple placation. just a dream filled with the horrors of what could be, and what never should. she felt the emptiness of the shores then, in that early hour. her eyes ventured along the shores, and just then was struck by her mother's absence. the shores were still, and frighteningly so.
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From a rating of one to ten [ten being the best], what would you rate MUSTANG?: 10!
What do you suggest we do next/improve?: I really like the layout, although would be nice if the Updates/Weather/Awards would be relocated somewhere, or at least stylized more to fit the skin.
Where did you find us?: An ad somewhere, but am a returning member.
What would you like to be called?: Misko