Username: klovesugar2
Name:- Pharaoh's Mirage
- Pharaoh's Phantom
- Phantom By Design
- Sandstone Waltz
- Desert Dreamcatcher
- Desert Dreamweaver-
Desert Dreamweaver
"Dream, Dreamy, Dreamer, DeeDee or Dez; take your pick. Call me Dez though, if you want my attention."
Gender:Mare
"Must be a human asking these questions then, because I most certainly don't smell like a stud."
Personality: Dez is... bubbly. Outgoing. If one word summed her up perfectly, that one would be it. Though 'cheeky' comes in a close second. She's an absolute sweetheart with just a touch of sass, playful and impish whenever she's given half a chance. Some have called her flirty, and she certainly won't deny it; she can light up a room and draw a crowd in no time flat- and she knows it. But vanity isn't really a defining feature, despite this. If necessary, she's certainly not afraid to get her hooves dirty, fur sweaty, and lovely mane all tangled. In fact, that's actually her favorite state to be in! She loves to run, to churn the shifting sands and drink the heavenly winds, to paint the horizon in single tricolored streak. To feel her muscles
burn as she races against nature itself, reveling in the freedom while laughing with the wind at the impossibility of it all. Wild to the core of her golden heart, this mare is also dead-set stubborn. It's not quite as apparent as some of her other traits, since she usually gets what she wants in any case, but Dez can be belligerent with the best of them. You want her to do something; you
ask her politely. Trying to order her around won't see you gaining any ground; this outgoing mare values her freedom and all the choices that entails. Even if they're not always the
best, they're
hers, and she's not about to give that up.
Halter/Beads Color: Gold and White halter;
to contrast the dark and thus draw attention to her face, rather than her rear.
Pink beads;
to match those beautiful eyes.
"Helloo~! My eyes are over here boys."
Biggest Dream:"Er, are you sure you want to know? It's a bit embarrassing. One of those dreams that every foal's had at some point, that they usually grow out of. I want to be as swift and fleet of foot as the wind. Not for the typical 'I want to be the fastest' reasons, but because then there won't be any regrets. I'd be fast enough to be by my loved ones' sides in a heartbeat if they ever needed me. Yes I'd love the speed. Yes it's an impossible dream. But it's one I'll chase with everything I've got, so that maybe one day it'll be enough. 'Sides, what was that quote about dreams? Something about it being the journey that mattered and not the destination, if I remember it correctly."