Post by vegas on Apr 5, 2012 9:02:53 GMT -6
Name: Vegas
Age: 5
Breed: Arabian X Mustang
Color: Non Fading Black
Eye Color: Milky Brown
Height: 15.3HH
Gender: Mare
Personality: “How can you describe me for something I am not? My mind and mood is forever changing, however I tend to stay in a state of aggressive nature almost constantly. Yet it hides well in the back of my mind when I feel the need not to shred you. Do not be a fool, do not cross me” Venomous words drip with ease from the poisoned lips of Santo. As a young she boad so well to be a great equine of manners, but the teenage years as they say changed her. As is ready to commit yourself to a convent you rebel and cause havoc, is probably a good way to describe her. Not all is bad about the one which lurks, her bold personality is split between the strange methods of relaxation and flirting. A strong wh*re to flaunt her immense beauty, she finds the blessed markings a sign only to promote herself to others further. Back to the ways she like to calm, operatic music in her head, the voice of an angel to calm the soul. She takes the traits of only a dancing horse, carrying herself flawlessly across the terrain. A state of peace is a regular occurrence at the end of the day, or at the beginning as she tends to lurk at night.
Age: 5
Breed: Arabian X Mustang
Color: Non Fading Black
Eye Color: Milky Brown
Height: 15.3HH
Gender: Mare
Personality: “How can you describe me for something I am not? My mind and mood is forever changing, however I tend to stay in a state of aggressive nature almost constantly. Yet it hides well in the back of my mind when I feel the need not to shred you. Do not be a fool, do not cross me” Venomous words drip with ease from the poisoned lips of Santo. As a young she boad so well to be a great equine of manners, but the teenage years as they say changed her. As is ready to commit yourself to a convent you rebel and cause havoc, is probably a good way to describe her. Not all is bad about the one which lurks, her bold personality is split between the strange methods of relaxation and flirting. A strong wh*re to flaunt her immense beauty, she finds the blessed markings a sign only to promote herself to others further. Back to the ways she like to calm, operatic music in her head, the voice of an angel to calm the soul. She takes the traits of only a dancing horse, carrying herself flawlessly across the terrain. A state of peace is a regular occurrence at the end of the day, or at the beginning as she tends to lurk at night.