Post by heroine on May 10, 2007 20:19:08 GMT
agnar
the tempo to your heart beat.
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age. 4 heavenly prayers
gender. masculine
height. 15.5hh
breed. cleveland bay bloodlines
looks. you can start off by scanning over his entire frame as a whole. broad shoulders, thick apex, detailed features. a much more enhanced figurine than his parents, but not as much as to the point of his champion grandparents' physical outlook. then again, it all depends on your judgmental stability. in most eyes he comes across as a greek goddess from a certain angle. though, there is nothing royal about his appearance if you close in on his enlarged mass.
long, slender stilts give way to the pavement's seduction. they consist of multiple, sturdy muscles that never fail his massive weight. after traveling far and taking multiple, leisurely runs, the limbs have been possessed with mainly strength that gives him a quite frightening presence. nonetheless, the copper flesh that cloaks over top to protect from the utter most danger holds shape to his rough bones. it is usual to find him keeping fit and so his limbs possess that in high detail.
dainty ebon talons are home to torture. the metallic mended structures that have a constant relationship with the pavement are etched with dirt and aches. traveling non stop each day across mineral, gravel, wood, etc., it's not hard to constantly tare a layer of his dagger off. it doesn't nag at him too much as to overwhelm him with anger, but just enough to irritate him much so like the frets of early morning swallows. what disgust he holds for those useless creatures.
after stumbling up his talons and limbs, you come to the main section of appeal. a broad chest is held steadily in place by his back torso. with such a broad chest as most beast's conceive from ancestors, it is easy for him to heave heavily enough to cool down with ease. since summer is creeping up on all the equines on the lithosphere, he has no reason to complain of the torcherous heat that glares down on his spinal location. actually, he quite enjoys the heat more so than the chill since he has a pretty thin coat of copper tintage. the peltry serves him quite nicely as it is. ivory begins at the tip of his mug to be found in a peculiar patch over his tubular and chest.
atop a thick boa rests his dome. it is quite boxy, as all equines inherit. though, his features are much more defined and detailed than others. the heavy mug that tends to his constant hunger contains thick ivories that hold no mercy for any possible vegetation. smothered in an ebon dip, his labrums linger farther down from his lanterns. brilliant almond lanterns sense almost everything in his presence from the back of his dagger to the heaven's barrier. they hold sincere, meaningful thoughts at most times of approach. many times he decides not to reveal any of his emotions to another. lazy thorns stand lifelessly at the tiara of his crania. when at any time curious or attentive, they prick in irritation, showing his current interest or appeal. if you move farther down, you can see a smudge of ivory atop his moist nares.
path. holy
personalty. wisdom may be the best quality that bestows upon this beast. of course, as a holy believer, he has many delicate qualitites. though wisdom has driven him past others in daily life. his parents had enforced a well knowledge on him, leaving out the fun and games of being a colten. it only mattered that he was delighted and enhanced as a youngen to him though. why waste time playing foolish tags where he would be teased and taunted for someting. he only means the best, as he cares for the utter most feelings of another. never going past his word, he believes truth is the only way of life. his easy going attitude proves to be mocked. it is scarce that he ever loses his temper, for he has no reason to be angered at the world. it has given so much already in return for his deeds that he shall not curse it.
a social aspect in life still awaits arrival to his nature. always attempting to create a relationship with the simplicity of a kind gesture, it comes back to nip him in the bud. other mock him of his heavenly, well-thought out persona. it's no wonder he roams without a worrisome for a love back home on the lithosphere. quite frankly, there is no 'home' either. by having a home, you have another possession to carry out a brag with and hold massacres for power. so, why have that hunger boiling over inside as a threat to humanity? he would rather live the significant fragments of life as a free equine. maybe if it is intended to be polished up on, he will search for a turf. but, for now, he believes not in bickering and quarreling.
history. unknown
sample Post. already have one for heroine. xD
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