Post by Crimson Flower on Mar 11, 2008 14:51:47 GMT -8
Picture:
Nick Name: Crimson
Gender: Mare
Personality:
Species: Horse
Age: 4 1/2 summers
Height: 15.2 hh
Sire: Hell Steed (unknown)
Dam: Painted Lady
Siblings: None
Breed: Quarter Horse
Color: Red/Strawberry Roan
Markings:
Magic Word: electric23
Role Play Sample:
Magic Word: electric23
Role Play Sample:
Nick Name: Crimson
Gender: Mare
Personality:
A bit antisocial after what she experienced in the herd she was in for the early years of her life. She is most quiet, but she has a very short temper and a sharp tongue. Her patience is longer when dealing with young horses rather than ones that are older.History: ((I hope you don't mind if I did her history like this...))A soft whicker escaped the red filly's lips as she slowly approched her mother. The larger mare was panting heavily and bleeding from several scratches on her shoulders and sides. Crimson gazed at the quivering bushes where the cougar had just fled and sighed in slight relief as she closed her eyes and rewatched the battle between the large cat and her mother.
Species: Horse
Age: 4 1/2 summers
Height: 15.2 hh
Sire: Hell Steed (unknown)
Dam: Painted Lady
Siblings: None
Breed: Quarter Horse
Color: Red/Strawberry Roan
Markings:
A red roan with a scarred pelt. Crimson has a white undercoat and faint red markings on her back. The red flecks darken from her shoulders to her snout, making her head completely red, save for a white blaze. Her front right leg is a red as her head, but her other three legs bear white stockings. Her mane is a pale orange and her tail is that orange mixed with white.Other: OOC Name: Kaneko
Magic Word: electric23
Role Play Sample:
A thin bright pelted mare stepped delicately through the woodland. She had been lulled slightly by the pleasant sights and smells of the flowers and the stream and was a bit startled when the scenery began to change into dead lands. She snorted softly and lowered her head, ear pinned back against her skull. She stamped the ground with her socked front hoof and performed a half rear before whirling around and galloping back to where she'd seen a gentle stream. A soft breeze ruffled her mane slightly and calmed her. She bobbed her head and looked around, seeking out another horse."I am Crimson," she whispered to the trees. And with those words, she bowed to the ground and lay beside the rier with her legs tucked neatly by her side.OOC Name: Kaneko
Her eyes were closed and she was almost asleep when a sound from nearby caused her eyes to fly open. Somewhat startled, she quickly got to her hooves and looked around the area for the cause of the noise. Seeing nothing that might've caused the noise, she shook her head and walked slowly downstream. A soft snort escaped her nostrils as she lowered her head to the stream to drink. The cold water felt good on her throat and reminded her how thirsty she was.
Once she had consumed her fill of the cool water, Crimson settled down near the banks of the stream once again, but this time she stayed awake and alert. "It must not be safe to sleep here alone," she muttered and shook her head slightly.
Magic Word: electric23
Role Play Sample:
A thin bright pelted mare stepped delicately through the woodland. She had been lulled slightly by the pleasant sights and smells of the flowers and the stream and was a bit startled when the scenery began to change into dead lands. She snorted softly and lowered her head, ear pinned back against her skull. She stamped the ground with her socked front hoof and performed a half rear before whirling around and galloping back to where she'd seen a gentle stream. A soft breeze ruffled her mane slightly and calmed her. She bobbed her head and looked around, seeking out another horse."I am Crimson," she whispered to the trees. And with those words, she bowed to the ground and lay beside the rier with her legs tucked neatly by her side.
Her eyes were closed and she was almost asleep when a sound from nearby caused her eyes to fly open. Somewhat startled, she quickly got to her hooves and looked around the area for the cause of the noise. Seeing nothing that might've caused the noise, she shook her head and walked slowly downstream. A soft snort escaped her nostrils as she lowered her head to the stream to drink. The cold water felt good on her throat and reminded her how thirsty she was.
Once she had consumed her fill of the cool water, Crimson settled down near the banks of the stream once again, but this time she stayed awake and alert. "It must not be safe to sleep here alone," she muttered and shook her head slightly.