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Post by Rishima on Apr 27, 2012 3:12:35 GMT -5
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Name: Rishima
Age: Stopped mattering long ago
Appearance: Black, black, black as a starless night in the woods, where no external light can reach it. Only the crescent mark on her rump, as well as the dusky, starry white of her mane and tail, contrast against the black that encompasses the rest of her figure. Even her eyes are black, usually guarded, inquisitive, but when she is angry, burning with a midnight fire that could quell the most savage of beasts. Thoroughbred and Arabian in build, she is designed for speed and endurance; she stands at 16.2 hands, elegance in every line of her body.
Personality: Rishima possesses a fierce thirst for knowledge. Her sense of humor is wicked and unforgiving, but she is capable of respect when she thinks it's deserved. Rishima cares deeply and fiercely for those she considers friend and family, and would fight to the death for them. Aside from them, though, she treats strangers with suspicion and wariness. She is particularly prejudiced against stallions; although she loves her brothers and greatly admired her father, she sees other stallions as hormone driven and droll.
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Post by Rishima on Apr 27, 2012 3:30:01 GMT -5
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Post by Rishima on Apr 27, 2012 3:31:11 GMT -5
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