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[Stephy]

Character Name: Obviously name goes here:)

Age: In years please, no summers or moons

Gender: Stallion or Mare?

Breed: Anything you desire:) Except Zebras and Donkeys and the such

Height: Keep it realistic, no 18hh arabians

Colouring: Keep it semi-realistic please! No purple poka dots

Markings: Self explanatory

Eye Colour: Natural colors only please, do not need to be coat specific.

Alignment:light, dark, neutral

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History: (at least 100 words here)

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[pduggan1232]

Character Name: Lena

Age: 5

Gender: mare

Breed: Arabian

Height: 14hh

Colouring: White

Markings: none

Eye Colour: ice blue

Alignment:light

Personality: Lena is quiet and kind, would help anyone if she had the chance. But she does have a side that is bad. She loves foals and is very protective of family and friends. She likes to run and play, but really most of all she likes to go down by a lake or any water type and just relax and lay there or play in the water.

History: When Lena was only 2, her and her family were caught by wranglers,and crowded into a pen with many other wild horses. She was shoved into boxes with many other horses and had rope tide around her neck with a tag. She remembers them calling her #46619. She got kicked and bit by the other horses because they wanted there own space and nervousness. Lena and 20 other horses had there tags removed and moved to a large pen, she could see her mother, father, and her little sister she nickered for them but they were trying to fight there way through, she watched her little sister be kicked and bit she tried to get to her but the pen was past her head. She watched her father fight other stallions to get away from her mother and the rest of his heard. Her father also known as Alexander and her mother known as Sarah, and her baby sister Lily. She watched through the days as her baby sister laid there in pain, the wranglers shoved there way through the pen and put a rope around Lily's neck and forced her to walk and put her in a different pen with another heard of horses, her mother and father were shoved into a pen also known as the sell pen. They both were separated and shoved into different trailers, and that was the last she saw of her parents, she kept her eye on her baby sister Lily. She tried to keep close to her as best as she could. The last day of wrangler day the men came into the pen riding horses the horses they were riding, some looked mean and some looked nervous. Lena watched them throw ropes around a stallion that was laying down and force him into a small pen and made us all follow, Lena turned and bolted towards Lily and almost ran into the fence she slid to a sliding stop reared many times and kicked out a the men. They roped her and forced her into the pen. Lily was trotting the pen to get to Lena, Lily and the other horses were shoved out of there pen out into the wild, Lily couldn't turn around nor stop, she was frightened and kept running with the heard she was with. Lena and the heard she was with later on was released two hours after Lily and the other heard was released. Lena searched for Lily for months, but still has not found her. She figured the heard has moved on.

Sample Post: Lena has been walking for days alone, her tail was muddy and her mane tangled. Lena was cold and really tired of traveling, she finally came to a land she was not familiar with it. She finally comes to a river, and paws the water and lays down in it and rolls. The mud eventually comes off and her mane clean as ever, also her tail. She trotted into the opening and shook the water off and snorts and sniffs the sweet smell.

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[arucane]

Character Name: Arucane Klaie

Age: Three years.

Gender: Female.

Breed: Shagya Arabian.

Height: 15.3 hands high.

Colouring: Dappled.

Markings: Black points and low socks on each leg, dark eyes, and a dark snout.

Eye Colour: Dark, nearly black.

Alignment:Dark.

Personality:Little of Arucane's past is known, as she tends to keep it under wraps and to herself. She is secretive, quiet, yet sharp tongued when provoked. She does not seek the company of others - rather, she prefers the silence of shadows. She enjoys toying with other's minds, when forced to be in a group. Feisty, alert, energetic, and strong willed.

History: Though Arucane would never tell a soul, she was brought up within a herd - daughter of a nomad stallion and a herd mare. Her mother separated, and Arucane was taken with her. She taught her the value of loneliness, how one could survive better on one's own. She instilled within Arucane a strong dislike for males, for affection. Arucane carried this bitterness within her to this day, as well as each and every value her beloved dam taught her. She wanders alone, though she would travel with those she deemed bold and daring enough to dance with this shadow.

Sample Post:With the lightest of footfalls, Arucane's slender pillars stepped forth from the shadowed covering of the massive oaks. An emotionless line plastered itself to her blackened snout as her nostrils flared with a loud snort. Her long, silk-like banner whisked at her graphite-hued haunches as she continued at a comfortable, slow walk. There was no hurry. She had nowhere to be. The acute lobes atop her dished skull flickered and flexed with each new sound which insisted on rupturing her much appreciated silence. Her grayed forelock swayed before her dark gaze as it wandered about the now barren field she had entered; adjusting to the cruel glare of the sun, to which she was not used to. An exhale crept from her throat as she eyed the silhouettes in the distance. "What unlucky travelers.." She mused to herself as she pressed onward, a sinister grin growing across her blackened lips.

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