Post by namid on Jun 27, 2012 0:42:01 GMT -5
Name: Namid
Age: 9
Gender: Female
Species: Equine
Equivalent Breed: Welsh Cob Mutt
Height: 15.2h
Coat Color: Silver Dapple
Appearance:
She is a dancer. She is stocky by heritage, although finer in attitude and nature that she appears graceful in her own stance. Steady muscles allow her to flow, even in her old age there is perserverance in her body. The ground is air to her, and the stars are shooting past her.
Her colours make her fairly distinguished, especially durring the moonlight. Warm eyes, a delicate face beams out to the world. One eye is dull and grey, her right is consumed in a cataract and remains only partially blind. Light feathers spring from her heels, as though they should; like tiny fires flecking the earth between 'flights'.
Personality:
She is consumed by another world, where the trees have voices and the spirits roam the earth. Once a child who longed to soak up this life, these places, she is battered in spirit and mourns the loss of her friends and family.
Nonetheless she is guided by her heart, romanced by the bodies of the living and even more so of the dead that seem to haunt her.
History:
~Mogwai[/center]
Name: Enapay (childhood name: Avalon)
Age: 5
Gender: Hermaphrodite (male on the outside)
Species: Equine
Equivalent Breed: Thoroughbred/ Welsh Cob (section D) Mutt
Height: 16.1h
Coat Color: Classic Silver Dapple
Parentage: Oblivion x Namid
Appearance:
Quickly taken Enapay does not harbor the rough, hard and stocky sinew of muscle as he should. In comparison he is very much lithe, his legs long and his bones fair, wrapped in enough muscle that propels him with odd and misplaced grace. Every movement is nearly musical, a step or gesture into dance should he perhaps invite more energy into his body. Although it stands to reason he teases this motion, of habit and nature.
Intelligent and warm eyes greet strangers and friends. They are fairly dark brown flecked gold. His body is perhaps just as dark, chocolate silver, sooty in stark contrast to the near-white appearance of his mane and tail.
Enapay's appearance would have rather appeared flawless if it wasn't for the scars on the left of his face. They span beneath his eye to the bottom and surface of his jaw, trailing out towards his neck and spiking out, ending just beyond the crevace of his neck. It is a maze of straight lines and edges that follow their path along his face, a sign that he is indeed a stallion of his tribe.
Personality:
Namid's cryptic language has not completely burdened Enapay's views of the world. Although he may interpret his mother with ease, he instinctivly clings to her words, her meaning in his own way. However Enapay is indeed a creature of thought and speech. Knowledge is far from what he seeks, and it appears that he has and is becoming a creature that craves for understanding. Knowing is not enough in his world, he must manipulate and test. This tendency often shaves off to reveal a fairly cold side of Enapay. One that is wary of the nature of intelligent creatures, and at odds with he himself and who he has become.
The life of the tribe has left such a deep and nasty impression, both beautiful and wicked that he owes much of himself to it. The ceremony that has touched him leaves conflicting roles and responsibilities he is restless to attend to. As a creature of swiftness he prefers to smooth out disagreement before conflict occures. He is impatient and irritated by warmongers, and relies heavily on his wit and tongue to change situations.
History:
Other:
~ A knowledge of common plants and herbs; studying them and their effects.
Age: 9
Gender: Female
Species: Equine
Equivalent Breed: Welsh Cob Mutt
Height: 15.2h
Coat Color: Silver Dapple
Appearance:
She is a dancer. She is stocky by heritage, although finer in attitude and nature that she appears graceful in her own stance. Steady muscles allow her to flow, even in her old age there is perserverance in her body. The ground is air to her, and the stars are shooting past her.
Her colours make her fairly distinguished, especially durring the moonlight. Warm eyes, a delicate face beams out to the world. One eye is dull and grey, her right is consumed in a cataract and remains only partially blind. Light feathers spring from her heels, as though they should; like tiny fires flecking the earth between 'flights'.
Personality:
She is consumed by another world, where the trees have voices and the spirits roam the earth. Once a child who longed to soak up this life, these places, she is battered in spirit and mourns the loss of her friends and family.
Nonetheless she is guided by her heart, romanced by the bodies of the living and even more so of the dead that seem to haunt her.
History:
Take Me Somewhere Nice
~Mogwai[/center]
Name: Enapay (childhood name: Avalon)
Age: 5
Gender: Hermaphrodite (male on the outside)
Species: Equine
Equivalent Breed: Thoroughbred/ Welsh Cob (section D) Mutt
Height: 16.1h
Coat Color: Classic Silver Dapple
Parentage: Oblivion x Namid
Appearance:
Quickly taken Enapay does not harbor the rough, hard and stocky sinew of muscle as he should. In comparison he is very much lithe, his legs long and his bones fair, wrapped in enough muscle that propels him with odd and misplaced grace. Every movement is nearly musical, a step or gesture into dance should he perhaps invite more energy into his body. Although it stands to reason he teases this motion, of habit and nature.
Intelligent and warm eyes greet strangers and friends. They are fairly dark brown flecked gold. His body is perhaps just as dark, chocolate silver, sooty in stark contrast to the near-white appearance of his mane and tail.
Enapay's appearance would have rather appeared flawless if it wasn't for the scars on the left of his face. They span beneath his eye to the bottom and surface of his jaw, trailing out towards his neck and spiking out, ending just beyond the crevace of his neck. It is a maze of straight lines and edges that follow their path along his face, a sign that he is indeed a stallion of his tribe.
Personality:
Namid's cryptic language has not completely burdened Enapay's views of the world. Although he may interpret his mother with ease, he instinctivly clings to her words, her meaning in his own way. However Enapay is indeed a creature of thought and speech. Knowledge is far from what he seeks, and it appears that he has and is becoming a creature that craves for understanding. Knowing is not enough in his world, he must manipulate and test. This tendency often shaves off to reveal a fairly cold side of Enapay. One that is wary of the nature of intelligent creatures, and at odds with he himself and who he has become.
The life of the tribe has left such a deep and nasty impression, both beautiful and wicked that he owes much of himself to it. The ceremony that has touched him leaves conflicting roles and responsibilities he is restless to attend to. As a creature of swiftness he prefers to smooth out disagreement before conflict occures. He is impatient and irritated by warmongers, and relies heavily on his wit and tongue to change situations.
History:
Other:
~ A knowledge of common plants and herbs; studying them and their effects.