Post by Rainy on Sept 14, 2009 16:31:45 GMT -5
Name:Incendia
Age: 5months
Gender: Mare
Breed: Anglo-Arab
Height: Will be 15.3hh
Color: White with chestnut flecks. Chestnut mane and tail.
Alliance: Neutral
Personality: Some might call her dark, but coldness isn't evil, and their can be fire within her. She has a strong ambition, and cares nothing for others. She sees them only as tools she might use to lever herself to a position of power. As the dark queen. Love? She believes in it, she thinks that someday she might even feel it herself, she just doesn't care. If she sees something she wants, she fixes it onto a mental list of the things she will rule. Its true, she plans, and sometimes her plans are awful, but at least she actually carries them out. Some darks plan and plan but never act. She has ambition. She is going to get what she wants. 'Soon enough.' The thing that distinguishes her from a dark is her lack of cruelty. Why kill if it won't help you? Being mean certainly doesn't give you a place of power, so why? The point of evil completely evades her. She regards Dazeedo as a figure of legend, the one true dark. She has a very exalted opinion of him.
History: She was born in what was known for miles around to be the most talkative herd in existence. Her mother was a fiery light, and her father a cold dark. She listened to all the gossiping that was the main activity of the herd mares with a slightly bored expression, but she picked up a few points, chiefly that dark was said to be the most powerful alliance at the moment, and that Dazeedo was its king. Instead of waiting around and becoming leader of her own herd she asked around and found out the way to Destuous valley. Then she left. It didn't seem odd to her not to say goodbye. Her mother she was grateful to, but didn't feel attached to, and the rest of the herd were a bunch of idiots. She's been traveling right through winter and is half starved.
Age: 5months
Gender: Mare
Breed: Anglo-Arab
Height: Will be 15.3hh
Color: White with chestnut flecks. Chestnut mane and tail.
Alliance: Neutral
Personality: Some might call her dark, but coldness isn't evil, and their can be fire within her. She has a strong ambition, and cares nothing for others. She sees them only as tools she might use to lever herself to a position of power. As the dark queen. Love? She believes in it, she thinks that someday she might even feel it herself, she just doesn't care. If she sees something she wants, she fixes it onto a mental list of the things she will rule. Its true, she plans, and sometimes her plans are awful, but at least she actually carries them out. Some darks plan and plan but never act. She has ambition. She is going to get what she wants. 'Soon enough.' The thing that distinguishes her from a dark is her lack of cruelty. Why kill if it won't help you? Being mean certainly doesn't give you a place of power, so why? The point of evil completely evades her. She regards Dazeedo as a figure of legend, the one true dark. She has a very exalted opinion of him.
History: She was born in what was known for miles around to be the most talkative herd in existence. Her mother was a fiery light, and her father a cold dark. She listened to all the gossiping that was the main activity of the herd mares with a slightly bored expression, but she picked up a few points, chiefly that dark was said to be the most powerful alliance at the moment, and that Dazeedo was its king. Instead of waiting around and becoming leader of her own herd she asked around and found out the way to Destuous valley. Then she left. It didn't seem odd to her not to say goodbye. Her mother she was grateful to, but didn't feel attached to, and the rest of the herd were a bunch of idiots. She's been traveling right through winter and is half starved.