Post by silver on Mar 24, 2007 22:47:56 GMT -5
Name: Ikazuchi Arashi
Alliance: Light
Gender: Mare
Age: 2 1/2
Apperence: Ika is a dappled dark gray filly who stands about 14.3. She has no markings on her body. Her mane is dark grey, almost black, if not black. She has the build of a mixed but she looks to have some Friesian in her. Her legs are slender and nimble, though not very muscled. Her dark gray coat is normally sleek and also looks almost black. Her mane and tail are thick.
Personality: Ika is a defiant filly. She never really wanted what she had, she was pampered but she doesn’t want to be. Even though she has a kind heart, she can be mean. She has a bad temper that when she gets mad, she turns icy rather than firing up. She ignores every one when she is in this state. She has mood swings, thus giving her a colorful personality.
History: She was born half a year after the truce between light and dark was formed. She was around a year old when her mother died. Her father taught her to hate the darks because they had killed her mother (Or so he said...), though she didn’t think any of his story was true. She was also told a rogue stallion killed her mother. She didn’t know who to believe, her her father or her mother's friend.... So now, she still lives as the light’s little ladylet but she hates it.
Roleplay Sample:
The splashing in the river caught many beasts’ ears. As soon as the figure came into view, they fled for fear of their lives. The flee bitten gray rouge stallion kicked water noisily, he didn’t care who knew he was there. Few challenged him and fewer spoke to him.
His black eyes searched for something to beat, he was bored and wanted something to do. He saw a flash of silver and stomped on it, bringing crimson swirls around his hoof and down stream. He released the dying fish and watched with cold black eyes as it floated down the river.
He continued up stream and became bored with the water. He stepped onto dry land and looked around. The water draining off him made puddles around his hoofs. His cold black eyes searched for more to make miserable. He thrived on making others miserable.
((I can add something like the mother died when she was born so thats why she doesn't have a mum if I need to.))
Alliance: Light
Gender: Mare
Age: 2 1/2
Apperence: Ika is a dappled dark gray filly who stands about 14.3. She has no markings on her body. Her mane is dark grey, almost black, if not black. She has the build of a mixed but she looks to have some Friesian in her. Her legs are slender and nimble, though not very muscled. Her dark gray coat is normally sleek and also looks almost black. Her mane and tail are thick.
Personality: Ika is a defiant filly. She never really wanted what she had, she was pampered but she doesn’t want to be. Even though she has a kind heart, she can be mean. She has a bad temper that when she gets mad, she turns icy rather than firing up. She ignores every one when she is in this state. She has mood swings, thus giving her a colorful personality.
History: She was born half a year after the truce between light and dark was formed. She was around a year old when her mother died. Her father taught her to hate the darks because they had killed her mother (Or so he said...), though she didn’t think any of his story was true. She was also told a rogue stallion killed her mother. She didn’t know who to believe, her her father or her mother's friend.... So now, she still lives as the light’s little ladylet but she hates it.
Roleplay Sample:
The splashing in the river caught many beasts’ ears. As soon as the figure came into view, they fled for fear of their lives. The flee bitten gray rouge stallion kicked water noisily, he didn’t care who knew he was there. Few challenged him and fewer spoke to him.
His black eyes searched for something to beat, he was bored and wanted something to do. He saw a flash of silver and stomped on it, bringing crimson swirls around his hoof and down stream. He released the dying fish and watched with cold black eyes as it floated down the river.
He continued up stream and became bored with the water. He stepped onto dry land and looked around. The water draining off him made puddles around his hoofs. His cold black eyes searched for more to make miserable. He thrived on making others miserable.
((I can add something like the mother died when she was born so thats why she doesn't have a mum if I need to.))
