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Post by [x]A.rienn<--♥ on Apr 21, 2007 22:52:53 GMT -5
Name: Herlew
Age: 5
Magic: Telekinesis and Molecular Combustion
Description: His pelt is of light silver, as is his mane, tail, and horn. His mane and tail are also streaked with a white color and a black color. Eyes are an odd shade of deep purple.
Personality: His personality varies, but usually he is rather witty and playful.
Sample post:
Muscles rippled under a fine silvery pelt and daggers thundered on the soil as the brute raced along the border. The wind tugged on his tresses and banner, daring him to run faster. This was one of his favorite parts of the job, the run. It gave him such an adrenaline rush, being able to almost fly. Although he could simply wish his way somewhere else and be there, this was more challenging. It tested his strength and durability. If you can't last a run, you can't be a good spy.The hellion tossed his head and came to an abrupt rearing stop.
Dark violet eyes gazed out on the dark lands ahead of him, a smirk on his maw. Being a spy put you in desolate situations like this, and it was even worse since he followed the paths of the light. In a few moments, Herlew would have to report the going ons of the lights to the King of the Darks, Jhako. Readying his veneer, he composed himself and practically morphed into one of the darkness. His eyes had grown cold, and his posture was serious. Herlew raised his head high and gave a snort, a glint of light reflecting of his silver horn. The mascu stepped forward and towards the Dark Kingdom, ready to face the danger he went through each day.
As he walked further into the kingdom, steely eyes glared at him from all around, as if they were trying to figure out what he was all about. Yes, it was rare that he came in where others could see, but this was just another test for him, a test to see if he could truly handle the dark unicorns. He kept his indigo colored eyes straight ahead. Yes, he was ready. He could face the Dark Lord.
((Muse isn't at it's best. =/))
OOC Name: Please call me Arienn.
Contacts: Must I say? If so, I will.
Age: 5
Magic: Telekinesis and Molecular Combustion
Description: His pelt is of light silver, as is his mane, tail, and horn. His mane and tail are also streaked with a white color and a black color. Eyes are an odd shade of deep purple.
Personality: His personality varies, but usually he is rather witty and playful.
Sample post:
Muscles rippled under a fine silvery pelt and daggers thundered on the soil as the brute raced along the border. The wind tugged on his tresses and banner, daring him to run faster. This was one of his favorite parts of the job, the run. It gave him such an adrenaline rush, being able to almost fly. Although he could simply wish his way somewhere else and be there, this was more challenging. It tested his strength and durability. If you can't last a run, you can't be a good spy.The hellion tossed his head and came to an abrupt rearing stop.
Dark violet eyes gazed out on the dark lands ahead of him, a smirk on his maw. Being a spy put you in desolate situations like this, and it was even worse since he followed the paths of the light. In a few moments, Herlew would have to report the going ons of the lights to the King of the Darks, Jhako. Readying his veneer, he composed himself and practically morphed into one of the darkness. His eyes had grown cold, and his posture was serious. Herlew raised his head high and gave a snort, a glint of light reflecting of his silver horn. The mascu stepped forward and towards the Dark Kingdom, ready to face the danger he went through each day.
As he walked further into the kingdom, steely eyes glared at him from all around, as if they were trying to figure out what he was all about. Yes, it was rare that he came in where others could see, but this was just another test for him, a test to see if he could truly handle the dark unicorns. He kept his indigo colored eyes straight ahead. Yes, he was ready. He could face the Dark Lord.
((Muse isn't at it's best. =/))
OOC Name: Please call me Arienn.
Contacts: Must I say? If so, I will.
