Flame's Passion

[shadowstar]

Horse's Full Name::Flame's Passion
Nickname::Flame
Age::4
Breed::Arabian
Gender::mare
Color::Firey Chestnut with emerald green eyes
Height::16.2hh
Personallity::She is a very strong, protective one that will not let anything happen to the herd she lives in. She is very kind but don't think she is all kindness because if you get her angry you will see what true anger is.
History::In her life she has traveled far and wide searching for the right land and stallion. She has a awful history because when she was 6 weeks old she was tooken away from her mother and was forced to eat horse feed that never was very good. She had a small padock and she barley got any water. On top of all this miss treatment when she was 6 months old she was beat because her owner's wife left him so he took his anger out on Flame's Passion giving her 1 inch deep scars. As they started bleeding the owner took a saddle out and placed it on her back with no saddle blanket. The owner than placed himself in the saddle and ordered Flame's Passion into a trot. The wounds were leaving trails of blood where she ran. Soon a pack of wolves attacked the owner and Flame's Passion because they had smelt her blood. The owner ran to his house leaving Flame's Passion laying on the ground for dead. A hunter just happened to be hunting in that part and he saw the whole act of crulaity. The hunter held his gun in the air and shot it scaring the wolves away from Flame's Passion. The hunter than got the saddle off and chunked it half way across the yard. He doctored Flame's Passion's wounds and took her to his cottage where Flame's Passion stayed until she was 3. Flame's Passion than excaped and found a lushes twilight litten meadow. She stayed at the meadow for 3 day and than moved on to find her own herd. Later she came across a herd of wild horses which she joined and lived with for 1 year. Than at the age of 4 she found the herd of her dreams and stayed there.
Example Post::this is a tryout for a colt I did.
Picaso lifted his blazed face toward the sky, his miscolored orbs scanning the mystery of the sky. He nickered toward his mother who stood just ahead of him. Look what I can do! He called out to her. He waited for her to look up from grazing to watch his trick. When he was sure he had her attention, he lept up into the air and let his powerful pillars thrust him swiftly over the soft earth. His heart pounded within his tank of a body, which he inherited from his father. His icy orb danced happily as he bucked and reared, his baby flints striking out at the sky. His black coated shimmered in the shining sun, his shadow dancing along the long grass. He slowed as he approached his mother yet again. Did you like it? He smiled, his soft kissers parting into a masculine smile. He moved toward her stash of milk and suckled gently, letting the rich cream trickle down his throat.


User Name:: shadowstar
Roleplaying Experience:: 2 years
Do you like Feather Dust so far?::Yes
Any changes you would make?:: So far I see none.
Code word::Jazz

[C.erise]

Great! So all you need is a picture and I'll accept you.
{Acceptance Pending}

[shadowstar]

www.intomyheart.org/stables/images/horses/renegade.jpg

this is her

[C.erise]

ooooh, pretty! Sorry, I forgot one other thing. Arabians can only be up to 15.1 hh. Change that and I'll accept you.

[Kempsie]

You said she was chestnut, and green eyes don't exist in horses I'm pretty sure.

[shadowstar]

Horse's Full Name::Flame's Passion
Nickname::Flame
Age::4
Breed::Arabian
Gender::mare
Color::Firey Chestnut with deep chocolate brown eyes and a black mane and tail.
Height::15.1hh
Personallity::She is a very strong, protective one that will not let anything happen to the herd she lives in. She is very kind but don't think she is all kindness because if you get her angry you will see what true anger is.
History::In her life she has traveled far and wide searching for the right land and stallion. She has a awful history because when she was 6 weeks old she was tooken away from her mother and was forced to eat horse feed that never was very good. She had a small padock and she barley got any water. On top of all this miss treatment when she was 6 months old she was beat because her owner's wife left him so he took his anger out on Flame's Passion giving her 1 inch deep scars. As they started bleeding the owner took a saddle out and placed it on her back with no saddle blanket. The owner than placed himself in the saddle and ordered Flame's Passion into a trot. The wounds were leaving trails of blood where she ran. Soon a pack of wolves attacked the owner and Flame's Passion because they had smelt her blood. The owner ran to his house leaving Flame's Passion laying on the ground for dead. A hunter just happened to be hunting in that part and he saw the whole act of crulaity. The hunter held his gun in the air and shot it scaring the wolves away from Flame's Passion. The hunter than got the saddle off and chunked it half way across the yard. He doctored Flame's Passion's wounds and took her to his cottage where Flame's Passion stayed until she was 3. Flame's Passion than excaped and found a lushes twilight litten meadow. She stayed at the meadow for 3 day and than moved on to find her own herd. Later she came across a herd of wild horses which she joined and lived with for 1 year. Than at the age of 4 she found the herd of her dreams and stayed there.
Example Post::this is a tryout for a colt I did.
Picaso lifted his blazed face toward the sky, his miscolored orbs scanning the mystery of the sky. He nickered toward his mother who stood just ahead of him. Look what I can do! He called out to her. He waited for her to look up from grazing to watch his trick. When he was sure he had her attention, he lept up into the air and let his powerful pillars thrust him swiftly over the soft earth. His heart pounded within his tank of a body, which he inherited from his father. His icy orb danced happily as he bucked and reared, his baby flints striking out at the sky. His black coated shimmered in the shining sun, his shadow dancing along the long grass. He slowed as he approached his mother yet again. Did you like it? He smiled, his soft kissers parting into a masculine smile. He moved toward her stash of milk and suckled gently, letting the rich cream trickle down his throat.


User Name:: shadowstar
Roleplaying Experience:: 2 years
Do you like Feather Dust so far?::Yes
Any changes you would make?:: So far I see none.
Code word::Jazz

[C.erise]

I'm sorry to make this joining process so long but chestnut horses can't have black marks. Could you maybe just change it to a bay?

[Kempsie]

Off topic: I am going to take off my smexy half chaps (yes, I have been wearing them around. My excuse is that I'm breaking them in. ;D) and stop acting high and mighteh. Sorry 'bout that.... and anyway, no black points, that is true, but a red bay might do the trick. OR THESE: Bend Or Spots!