Post by cloud on Jan 25, 2008 22:55:23 GMT -5
Name: Cloud
Age: 2 years
Gender: Male
Description: Cloud is a pure white horse. His pelt is as white as snow. But there is one distinct feature that stands out. He has black tips on his mane and his tail. His eyes are a light icy blue. When others stair into his captivating gaze. It is almost impossible to pull away. You could say he is the prince charming of the horse world.
He stands tall at 17.2 hands high. He has long slender legs that allow him to run swiftly. During the winter he is almost impossible
to see except the fact that he has black tips.
Personality: Cloud is a mysterious horse. He mainly keeps to him-self and doesn't like to talk to other horses. He is always on the move. He never stays in one place at a time. He likes to stay out of site.
History: Cloud was born in a small glade of fresh flowers. He was pure white. His mother being white and his father being black. That is how he got his unusual appearance. When he was born for some reason he could not here very well. So when he did here people speak. It was distorted, and so thats how he learned how to speak. When he spoke, he sounded funny to the other foals, and was made fun of, but he didn't know why. One day his father took him aside and told him that he was different and that he sounded funny to the others. He was heart broken. He ran away after that. One day he bumped into some one and they were able to help him with his ears.
He can hear better now, but his speech will always be the same.
R-P example: Blue orbs flashed left and right. The unseen creature was following the tracks of another horse, who himself was being followed. Wind whipped around him blowing his mane left and right. Snow get in his eyes making it extremely hard to see. Usually it was hard to see in a blizzard, but this one was one of the worst. He had to get to the other horse before the wolves did. He didn't know who this loner was, but being attacked by wolves was not the best way to die. They were closing in on him, faster than he was expecting. He ran as fast as his swift legs would carry him. He heard the baying and the yelping of the horse and the wolves. If he wasn't faster than he was running now, the horse was sure to die. Faster! he thought to him self. He pushed himself until his sides were burning.Faster! he yelled. He was running at his full speed, but, that was not fast enough. He reached the black horse. It was on its side, entrails spilled. The wolves turned as he burstthrough the trees. They started to snarl viciously. Cloud turned and ran. He could not bear the sight of it any longer.
Age: 2 years
Gender: Male
Description: Cloud is a pure white horse. His pelt is as white as snow. But there is one distinct feature that stands out. He has black tips on his mane and his tail. His eyes are a light icy blue. When others stair into his captivating gaze. It is almost impossible to pull away. You could say he is the prince charming of the horse world.
He stands tall at 17.2 hands high. He has long slender legs that allow him to run swiftly. During the winter he is almost impossible
to see except the fact that he has black tips.
Personality: Cloud is a mysterious horse. He mainly keeps to him-self and doesn't like to talk to other horses. He is always on the move. He never stays in one place at a time. He likes to stay out of site.
History: Cloud was born in a small glade of fresh flowers. He was pure white. His mother being white and his father being black. That is how he got his unusual appearance. When he was born for some reason he could not here very well. So when he did here people speak. It was distorted, and so thats how he learned how to speak. When he spoke, he sounded funny to the other foals, and was made fun of, but he didn't know why. One day his father took him aside and told him that he was different and that he sounded funny to the others. He was heart broken. He ran away after that. One day he bumped into some one and they were able to help him with his ears.
He can hear better now, but his speech will always be the same.
R-P example: Blue orbs flashed left and right. The unseen creature was following the tracks of another horse, who himself was being followed. Wind whipped around him blowing his mane left and right. Snow get in his eyes making it extremely hard to see. Usually it was hard to see in a blizzard, but this one was one of the worst. He had to get to the other horse before the wolves did. He didn't know who this loner was, but being attacked by wolves was not the best way to die. They were closing in on him, faster than he was expecting. He ran as fast as his swift legs would carry him. He heard the baying and the yelping of the horse and the wolves. If he wasn't faster than he was running now, the horse was sure to die. Faster! he thought to him self. He pushed himself until his sides were burning.Faster! he yelled. He was running at his full speed, but, that was not fast enough. He reached the black horse. It was on its side, entrails spilled. The wolves turned as he burstthrough the trees. They started to snarl viciously. Cloud turned and ran. He could not bear the sight of it any longer.