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Post by || Squid || on Sept 25, 2008 20:20:17 GMT -5
Name: Bellan Age: 2 seasons have passed for her Gender: Female Species: Horse Breed: Morgan
Appearance: Dusk. 'Tis the colour of her hide. The fur is mixed with golden tints of the rising or setting sun. It shines with cleanliness, the summer coat is always there, never leaving her body. Her shimmering mane ripples like foam down her neck and over her glorious blue eyes. The tail is carried high, big still touches the ground. Her head is noble and proud, a large star framing her face, and a small snip of white in her dark nose. She has a strong, mucsular body fit for running across the hard plaines. Her feet barley touch the ground as she canters, gallops, trots or walks along the rocks, sand, or grassy plaines.
Personality: Bellan is not very smart, just bellow the average. She follows in a heard, but only sometimes travelles alone. She does what others do. She is too shy to do things for herself, thinking that if she did it wrong people would laugh at her.
She is not the most caring person in the world, and is sometimes a little rude. She uses her beauty as an advantage too, and knows how to get what she wants. Though she keeps that talent to herself, and appears to be the sweet, shy horse who wont talk to anyone.
History: In the pouring rain of the early spring nights, a small, buckskin foal was born. She was born on the springy grass, the morning came soon and dew coated the sweet green grass. Bellan's mother began the nibble on it, Bellan tried, but it didn't taste nice, and wouldn't digest. Her mother nickered, and she began to suckle on her, the milk saticfying her hunger needs.
Man was her beggest fear, she had been caught by man once, but the fence was no match for her springing feet. Bellan is a noble horse, her hide worth much money. She had learned to run from them, but she never seemed to hate them.
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Post by ::Piffle:: on Sept 25, 2008 20:25:37 GMT -5
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