Post by Daydream on May 7, 2007 7:28:29 GMT -5
Name: Dangerous and Moving
+Nickname: Nera
Breed: Mustang
Age:3
Alliance: Light
Eye Color:Mahogany
Markings: dun stripe, dark points, black Bald face
Mane/Tail color: black
Pelt Color: buckskin dun
Personality: She may be a light but she can have a pretty nasty attitude at times.
Gender: femme
+Other: She has a gene that causes her hair to grow extremely long. Very rare for a wild one. This little lady did not come from the ship either, she is from stray parents of earlier spanish settlers.(History Helps) Her name was given to her because of how hard and dangerous it was to tame her and most of the time when she got loose people would shout out "She's Dangerous and Moving!" in spanish. Women whom had not liked what she was called gave her the nickname Nera. They had flipped the letters around from Near as they always thought she was near freedom, and then she was.
+Picture:
~ n e r a ~
| D A N G E R O U S A N D M O V I N G |
Sun shone brightly as the essa moved elegantly within the terrain. Talons slashed the ground at a triple beat. Unusual but not impossible, large muscles rippled with every movement as spanish bloodlines could be seen upon her bone structure and the wildness within her pools. Sweat dripped from every crevice as she had been running for a while. She had been running from the people whom had caught her yet wanted to shoot her because of how dangerous she was yet she loved the woman whom had set her free. She was now truly free from them yet a brand stood upon her right shoulder that meant she belonged to the government, yet she was still wild and lived wild. The only problem was that if one of them saw her with that brand, she would be in trouble. Long banner flew and danced with every stride as she soon reached the center of the beach. Pace slowed to a walk as she let the waves flow over her fetlocks. Banner lay against her bo as it nearly reached her knee and tassel was swept back and forth by the rhythm of the waves. Essa continued to walk forward to find a place to stay until she was claimed. Pure heart found itself alone in this world as many of these horses here seemed to be talking about what had happened and how they had to swim to shore from a sinking ship. She, on the other hand, had been caught from the wild at a young age and recently had tried to be broken in. She had developed the name Dangerous and Moving from the Men yet the women called her Nera as they knew she was near freedom. Nera soon found a nice tree off the side of the beach and layed underneath it. Banner spread acroos her and the ground like an ebonite blanket of threads. Zephyr blew across her as it cooled her down by taking the salty droplets from her pelt. Lids soon found themselves heavy as she drifted off to sleep to rest her muscles and mind from everything around.
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