Post by k2ishorse on Dec 19, 2007 16:41:15 GMT -5
Name: Sky Me A River
Age: 3
Gender: Mare
Breed: Arabian Paint
Height: 15hh
Color: Blue Roan paint
Markings: Big splotches of white on blue surface, like clouds.
Secret Word: Arrowhorse
History: The gods discussed their next creation. They all decided that their choices were right, and they gathered their magic. They cupped their hands, with magic dust inside and blew. Three whisps of magic, each of a color. One was gold, one was blue, and one was crimson. They all floated down and gathered into shapes. One whisp of the magic dust, the blue, started forming too early. So, as it formed and fell, the blue coloring slipped away from the mare's body and hairs. There was a marking of the clouds that she fell through. Her body fell into a shallow river, but it started to float on the surface. This is indeed how she got the name, 'Sky Me A River'. Suddendly springing to life, she galloped across the river blindly. Her hooves froze the liquid water she stepped on, making it blue. She was leaving behind any magic that she had leftover. She continually galloped on the long river, and her eyes turned river blue. Her hooves were striped, fromthe pattern of water and ice. Finally, she found grass. She quickly gallopped across that, and collapsed in Arrowhead Mountain range.
Personality: She is usually nice, happy, and quiet. She is quite beautiful, and has a delecatley arched neck, and a wonderful, creamy flag of a tail. She loves life, but can seem icily cool sometimes. Maybe you can be the fire to warm her heart.
Picture:
Age: 3
Gender: Mare
Breed: Arabian Paint
Height: 15hh
Color: Blue Roan paint
Markings: Big splotches of white on blue surface, like clouds.
Secret Word: Arrowhorse
History: The gods discussed their next creation. They all decided that their choices were right, and they gathered their magic. They cupped their hands, with magic dust inside and blew. Three whisps of magic, each of a color. One was gold, one was blue, and one was crimson. They all floated down and gathered into shapes. One whisp of the magic dust, the blue, started forming too early. So, as it formed and fell, the blue coloring slipped away from the mare's body and hairs. There was a marking of the clouds that she fell through. Her body fell into a shallow river, but it started to float on the surface. This is indeed how she got the name, 'Sky Me A River'. Suddendly springing to life, she galloped across the river blindly. Her hooves froze the liquid water she stepped on, making it blue. She was leaving behind any magic that she had leftover. She continually galloped on the long river, and her eyes turned river blue. Her hooves were striped, fromthe pattern of water and ice. Finally, she found grass. She quickly gallopped across that, and collapsed in Arrowhead Mountain range.
Personality: She is usually nice, happy, and quiet. She is quite beautiful, and has a delecatley arched neck, and a wonderful, creamy flag of a tail. She loves life, but can seem icily cool sometimes. Maybe you can be the fire to warm her heart.
Picture:
