Post by illi on Jun 26, 2007 23:24:42 GMT -5
Name: Brenna
Age: 14
Contacts: M.oonL.ite Stables[horseland] or on here
Level: average
Desired teacher: Anyone who's willing to help
How active shall you be? All the time
Role play examples:A dashing black mare galloped into a new land full of many others of her kind. Gallop turning into a canter, she nickers to ones she passes. Her dark pools sparkle as she canters through the enormously large groups of mares, stallions and foals.
Slowing her canter, she stops in front of a water pool. Dipping her kissers into the baby blue water, she laps up fresh water. Her tail swats at her rump, warding off the pestering bugs. Oh how she hated those fly's. Lifting her head, she nips at her shoulder, attempting to release the Itch.
Once finished, she trotted over to a shady place hidden underneath a tree. Letting her large frame gently fall to the grass. She nibbled on a few strands of grass beneath her muzzle. Laying her head down, her pools vanish.
[from accepted mare, Faded Memories]
Age: 14
Contacts: M.oonL.ite Stables[horseland] or on here
Level: average
Desired teacher: Anyone who's willing to help
How active shall you be? All the time
Role play examples:A dashing black mare galloped into a new land full of many others of her kind. Gallop turning into a canter, she nickers to ones she passes. Her dark pools sparkle as she canters through the enormously large groups of mares, stallions and foals.
Slowing her canter, she stops in front of a water pool. Dipping her kissers into the baby blue water, she laps up fresh water. Her tail swats at her rump, warding off the pestering bugs. Oh how she hated those fly's. Lifting her head, she nips at her shoulder, attempting to release the Itch.
Once finished, she trotted over to a shady place hidden underneath a tree. Letting her large frame gently fall to the grass. She nibbled on a few strands of grass beneath her muzzle. Laying her head down, her pools vanish.
[from accepted mare, Faded Memories]