Post by Semi on Jul 15, 2012 12:24:52 GMT -8
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- Name: Kimchi
- Age: Five (5)
- Breed (s): Arabian Mix
- Height: 14.3 hands high
- Coat Color: Dappled Grey
- Eye Color: Dark Blue
- Markings: None (other than standard dappling & black legs/muzzle)
- Alignment:
Dark|Neutral| Light (strike out the ones that don't apply) - Personality: If I were to try and sum up my personality into a few words, I would have to take what everyone describes me as: shy and cute. These traits seem to be reoccurring whenever I'm talked about or whenever I'm referred to by others. They seem to take these traits and create a younger, more innocent version of myself than I really am. I don't mind it, though. I am very shy - I can't talk to girls and I'm always waiting for others to speak up for me. What I lack in an outgoing nature, however, I make up for with my good intentions and innocent nature. I'm what could probably be considered the lightest light stallion in existence. Not a fan of blood or fighting, I make sure to stay far away from it and to not get tangled in anything that may turn ugly. I try my best to be as nice as I possibly can, for I worry if I'm not that they may decide it's best if I disappear. Since I can't seem to sum myself up in just two words, the following five words describe me the best:
Shy
Sweet
Innocent
Cute
Fearful - History: Not so surprisingly, my past is only filled with happiness and light. I grew up in your run-of-the-mill horse herd of light horses, happy and carefree for the first four years of my life. Everyday brought a new smile to my face and it seemed as if all of us in the herd were angels in heaven. Our herd even seemed to glow from the purity that surrounded our laws and mannerisms. But it was a fact that I (as well as a few other stallions) weren't heirs to the throne of the herd, and as per the rules would have to go make our way in the world instead of staying in the herd past our fourth birthday. I pouted for two weeks straight while my birthday was fast approaching. My mother often held onto my smaller frame as if I was still a newborn colt, frightened of the world and unsure of even my own limbs below me.
But she knew that it would only be the best for me to see what life had to offer outside of our heavenly herd, and as much as I didn't want to, I couldn't help but agree with her. I set out to find someplace close to home, because I honestly didn't want to be so far away from my mother and all the friends I'd made. Luckily I'd found a place that others had been calling Tuathia, and it seemed that there were other light horses like me just waiting to make friends. My confidence was easily boosted when I discovered this fact, and so I set out to find my little niche in this world of Tuathia, unsure of what the future may bring for me. - How did you find us?: Recruiter
- Recruiter: Ever <3
- Role-play Sample:
[From Illyria; Alexander]
The nameless horse's heart felt as if it was going to beat out of his sweat-laced chest. His body heaved in and out tirelessly as his hooves unsteadily carried him back to his heroine that had found him on the beach a few days ago. He hadn't realized until he'd been separated from her painted body how much she meant to him. Whether it was safety and security, or something else his mind couldn't currently distinguish. However, his heart knew exactly what it was. The grey's body ached as he pushed it to its limits and kept a heavy gallop towards what he believed to be the direction of the shoreline. The odds that she was still there were slim and he wondered if he would ever see Allegra again. Without his knowledge a hot tear streamed down his face from his pained emerald eyes. What the mare really meant to him was more than just a security blanket that he could clutch on the darkest, most terrifying nights. The wind caught the salty tear from his water-stained cheek and swept it away amongst the chilling rain that refused to let up. The nameless stallion's mind would never realize that he'd cried at the thought of having lost Allegra, but his heart would always know.
His frantic thoughts threw themselves back to a memory of the last time he'd seen her, in the small little cave on the beach. She'd given him a warm nuzzle and as his sight grew dim and fuzzy, he'd faintly seen her windswept and rain-stained figure walking into the storm to find better shelter. The torrential rainfall still hadn't let up, and the stallion was completely unsure of how long it had been since her figure had walked away from the cave with promises to return to him, safe and sound. The grey's limbs were aching and begging him to stop chasing the ghost of what had been in the rain but he ignored his body's pleading and kept pushing. There would be no rest until her warm body was safely cradled next to his.
There she stood, her patchwork quilt of colors calling out to him in the near distance. He didn't have to squint nor wonder if it was her, for even though the icy rain made an almost impenetrable blanket over his vision he could see it was her. A warm feeling flooded his veins and made his heart pound faster. Life seemed to go in slow motion as he ran to her, his wet tangles of hair slapping the side of his neck and trying to obstruct his vision further; his legs slamming into the dirt and kicking it out from under him; his body shaking and heaving in and out; the cold air from the rain causing his every breath to be visible as he exhaled.
His mass found its way to her, his heart unable to steady itself. As he stopped, he thrust his ivory neck around hers, embracing her in the closest thing horses have to a hug. Another hot tear fell from his electric green eye, sliding down his cheek and falling to her painted pelt. The stallion wanted to hold this position for eternity, but he knew it couldn't last. Regardless, he needed to view her and to hold her memory tighter than he had before. The grey with no name took a step back, sliding his shaking body away from her warmth and looking at her through his forelock, not caring to move it out of the way.
Words wanted to fall from the stallion's trembling lips but he held his mouth clamped shut as words were not needed for the current situation. Even if he'd thought of something to say, it would have fallen out in broken sentences and be unrecognizable to even the best trained ear. His emerald eyes stared deeply into her's, pleading for her to never leave his side. Ever. The grey's body trembled as it struggled to continue to hold him after his trek to find Allegra. The scene was reminiscent of their first night together, his aching body feeble and unable to hold his weight up, and her body and heart there to help him through his hardships. His heavy eyes kept their hold on hers, not wanting to let go of her image for fear that she would disappear from him again and that this time he would not be able to find her. The horse's sight started to blur and his eyes grew more intense as he attempted to keep consciousness and watch over his mare. But all of his efforts were in vain as his eyes rolled back into his skull and his lids fell shut, his mass falling to the sand below and his wet mane clinging to his sweat-covered body that lay in a heap on the beach.
While his body lay unconscious his thoughts trailed to his mare, the painted Allegra that he knew would be watching over him, even in the chilling, falling rain. She was a lighthouse in the stormy seas that were his life thus far, and she was the beacon that carried him home to safety and warmth. If it were physically possible at that moment, his lips would have slid into a friendly smile, bigger than the one that had found its way there when he'd eyed the birds in the sky. But while his body was unable to show such a physical trait, his heart was smiling on the inside.
