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Post by v a l y n t i n e. ♥ on May 14, 2011 8:13:05 GMT -6
n a m e valyntine. b r e e d thoroughbred x egyptian arabian. p e l t ivory. m a r k i n g s none. a g e five. g e n d e r female. a l l i a n c e dark. p e r s o n a l i t y i am dangerous. i am fierce. nothing stands in my way, for it falls with each breath i take. unstoppable is what they call me, though the gender i have been created in holds me down in this world where the male reigns king. i call no place my home as i refuse to be chained to a land where i cannot roam as i please. i am my own, i am no ones. i refuse to feel hurt. i refuse to feel love. i have no heart to give to a pitiful stallion; there is no point in giving when it will not be treated properly anyhow. blood is my preferred drink. i am a warrior. i fight to survive and i cannot survive without the rush of a battle. my tone is sharp, and my retorts quick. i can kill with my teeth as well as my words. i am not to be trifled with, nor turned against. a powerful ally i am, a malicious enemy. h i s t o r y i don't remember my mother nor my father. there names are hidden in a cloak of darkness shrouding my mind after an accident when i was but a yearling. a rock, falling from a cliff struck me upon my skull, erasing any memories that i had already obtained my my short-lived life. my mother and father, possibly killed in that rock slide, were never seen again. i wouldn't remember them anyways even if they would have presented themselves to me. i was old enough to care for myself, so i did. i roamed, and i roamed, and i roamed somemore until encountering an old stag about the age of twenty-three. he was something odd, but his brain was twisted, and the more i stayed around him, the more i began to act as he did. i would watch him tear the flesh from another creature that approached us in a harmful way. if another equine came forth, he would turn them away, stripping a piece of hide from their backside as they went. he taught me how to fight, saying he wouldn't be around much longer to watch over me and protect me. he taught me how to stay calm and not explode in anger. he named me then, seeing as all he called me for two years was 'femme'. valyntine is what he said, and when he died, i continued to carry it. as i moved on, and arrived at dawn, my sanity snapped, leaving me as deadly as a rattle snake and loose to terrorize those whom i stumbled upon, or vise versa. p i c t u r e coming soon.
s a m p l e ebonite daggers crashed silently upon the earth's damp surface, moving my ivory carcass deeper and deeper within the confines of the forest i found myself wandering through. i held no expression upon my elegantly dished skull, carbon optics blank; void of all emotion. the roar of a waterfall in the distance caused my audit to twitch, pulling a few strands of my white tresses forward across my forhead, only to be cast away from my eyes by the harsh bite of a midnight gust of wind. the green of the foliage around me was dark, almost in the tropical sense. dew dripped from the mouths of leaves onto my back that loomed high above most of the bushes. my frame towered over most at sixteen hands high, the thoroughbred bleeding through my veins giving me that appearance, while the egyptian arabian gave me beauty and elegance, which i felt was worthless, for it would never be used for anything.
the forest broke open then into a clearing, where the waterfall resided. the roar echoing through the small patch of openess was now deafening, causing me to set my harks back upon my cranium to protect them from such a noise. i continued to advance though, not moving away from the sound that was so dangerous to my senses. the water before the falls was quite calm, a swimming hole that many animals turned to for hydration and a cooling from the harshness of the summer sun. the bank dropped at my feet in a sharp decline to the water, broken down by hundreds of years of animals trodding upon te muddy soil. i stepped down into the water, a ripple casting across the pool breaking against the other side of the bank. i dropped my gray muzzle into the water, taking a long, slow sip of the cool liquid before raising my skull to stare at my reflection on the mirrored surface.
did any dawn member bring you here?
returning member
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Post by Vita on May 14, 2011 11:21:08 GMT -6
Accepted and welcome to Dawn! So glad to have you
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