Post by Hazel on Sept 17, 2005 23:44:44 GMT -5
Name: Wind Singer
Age: 4
Body: White
Markings: Dalmation
Mane and Tail: Grey
Eyes: Blue
Personality: She is quirky and never stays still. She hates waiting around and would rather be out doing something than standing around waiting for a race to start. She can be very kind and calm too though. She would never dream of injuring a foal or a mare with a foal.
History: Her sister, Christmas Rain, was her best friend. They shared the same stall, same water taps, same food dishes. They never went anywhere without the other. Wind Singer was only slightly slower than her sister. She became a brood mare. She only had one filly, and that was with a Clydesdale. She never bred any champion horses. Her sister had never mated though. She was released at age 3. One year before her sister. That was the first time that they were apart. They had never been quite so close since.
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Name: Christmas Rain
Age: 4
Body: Copper red
Markings: a small white star the shape of a heart.
Mane and Tail: copper bronze
Eyes: green
Personality: Christmas Rain is a quite and self-concious mare. She is always worried what others think about her. Her mind is a complicated place until she explains things. But really all she wants is to have a stallion love her.
History: She was once a racehorse that no other could beat. Then came Seabiscuit and nobody came to watch her. Her owner challenged Seabiscuit. She was put to the ultimate test. The two fastest horses in the world, a race like none other. She won by barely a nose. She could beat any horse, any time, anywhere. She was invincible. Then one day. They decided that she was just too good. They placed a small tracking chip in her brain. So as long as she lived, they could find her. They released her and decided that after a few years, they would capture her, rebrake her, and race her again.
Example Post: A small red dot on the horizon, the copper mare galloped along the ridge. A thousand horses trailed far behind. She was leading them all. She lunged forwards, leaping over a log. She was free. Or at least as free as one can be with a chip in her brain. She galloped past Boulder of Painted Horses, and galloped back towards the river. Her hooves kicked up crouds of dust as she thundered over the land. Her dark green eyes always on her goal. A hundred miles ahead stood the ruins of an abandoned monestary. They were racing to the Black Kingdom. She galloped straight into the water, never stopping once to breath. She pulled herself out on the other side, and without even pausing to shake, she galloped on. She was so close that her piercing eyes could see every detail on the crumbling walls. She paced past the archway and did a loop to slow down. She had won again. She reared up and told the stallions still at the river that she had beat them, the fastest in the wild.
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Secret Word: Dreamhorse
Age: 4
Body: White
Markings: Dalmation
Mane and Tail: Grey
Eyes: Blue
Personality: She is quirky and never stays still. She hates waiting around and would rather be out doing something than standing around waiting for a race to start. She can be very kind and calm too though. She would never dream of injuring a foal or a mare with a foal.
History: Her sister, Christmas Rain, was her best friend. They shared the same stall, same water taps, same food dishes. They never went anywhere without the other. Wind Singer was only slightly slower than her sister. She became a brood mare. She only had one filly, and that was with a Clydesdale. She never bred any champion horses. Her sister had never mated though. She was released at age 3. One year before her sister. That was the first time that they were apart. They had never been quite so close since.
Pic:
Name: Christmas Rain
Age: 4
Body: Copper red
Markings: a small white star the shape of a heart.
Mane and Tail: copper bronze
Eyes: green
Personality: Christmas Rain is a quite and self-concious mare. She is always worried what others think about her. Her mind is a complicated place until she explains things. But really all she wants is to have a stallion love her.
History: She was once a racehorse that no other could beat. Then came Seabiscuit and nobody came to watch her. Her owner challenged Seabiscuit. She was put to the ultimate test. The two fastest horses in the world, a race like none other. She won by barely a nose. She could beat any horse, any time, anywhere. She was invincible. Then one day. They decided that she was just too good. They placed a small tracking chip in her brain. So as long as she lived, they could find her. They released her and decided that after a few years, they would capture her, rebrake her, and race her again.
Example Post: A small red dot on the horizon, the copper mare galloped along the ridge. A thousand horses trailed far behind. She was leading them all. She lunged forwards, leaping over a log. She was free. Or at least as free as one can be with a chip in her brain. She galloped past Boulder of Painted Horses, and galloped back towards the river. Her hooves kicked up crouds of dust as she thundered over the land. Her dark green eyes always on her goal. A hundred miles ahead stood the ruins of an abandoned monestary. They were racing to the Black Kingdom. She galloped straight into the water, never stopping once to breath. She pulled herself out on the other side, and without even pausing to shake, she galloped on. She was so close that her piercing eyes could see every detail on the crumbling walls. She paced past the archway and did a loop to slow down. She had won again. She reared up and told the stallions still at the river that she had beat them, the fastest in the wild.
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Secret Word: Dreamhorse