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Post by X_ShAtTeReD ReAlItY_X on Dec 23, 2005 20:08:38 GMT -5
'er banner whipped 'round 'er 'aunches as she ran...'er feathers lgiht and fluffy in the breeze that was created by 'er moving frame...'alting she reared...this was going to be 'er 'erd land...and she could not wait to find true love to rule beside 'er... |
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Post by luv2canter on Jan 8, 2006 8:10:44 GMT -5
Name: Tyger! Tyger! Burning Bright!
Goes By: Tyger
Age: 5
Alliance: Light
Height: 14.3
Breed: Morgan
Gender: Stud
Pelt: Brown
Plumage: Black
Personality: Kind and loving, just wants someone to love for his own
Markings: Stripe and three socks
The bay stag trotted warily into this new territory, unsure of wether he was welcome. He had escaped from humans three years ago, they had given him a long show name from a poem. Tyger! Tyger! Burning Bright! and so he went by Tyger. Sigh escaped his paper thins and his neck arched, dial lowering.Soon he saw a friesan mare rearing... hm... she must be lead. The stud whinnied to her and nodded his head excitedly. Then he trotted smoothly foward. She was quite pretty, though so tall compared to his 14.3 frame.
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