by shortstop » Thu Jul 17, 2014 5:27 am
Gulastra plume's look so cool omg I know what my next custom's gonna be To try for this one, give me his/her personality in 5 words. You may fancy up your form, and add one extra (1 piece of art or a written piece that is no more than 800 words). This will end after 5 forms are posted c:
If bred, there is no guarantee that the foal will have a Gulastra plume, since it is a mutation.
username: preppy paws
name: Right Down to the Rust "Rusty"
gender: Male
eye colour: dark green
dam: -
sire: -
offspring:
- Athena
- Tyran
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by summer. » Thu Jul 17, 2014 5:45 am
Username
summer.
Name
Hough.
Gender
Mare.
Halter Color
Light green.
Personality
Hough is a somewhat jumpy mare, this is of course because of all she has been through. When Hough was a filly her mother was killed by wolves, this of course has left her with recurring nightmares of wolves attacking her and the only thing she has left, her owner. Though her life has been rough she still loves to see the upside of everything and will be an energetic and happy pony for the most part. Most of the time she is caring but with her easily spooked manner an unsettling side to her will resurface.
Story
Hough had been on an average ride with her owner, nothing out of the ordinary, except the new location they had gone to. It seemed like something out of a horror movie, dark willow trees and the skeletons of once lively trees that had now been burned to a crisp from the fire loomed around every corner. The daylight had begun to fade into an ominous shadow of the previously bright afternoon. She became nervous, every twist seemed to bring only more darkness, even her owner had been spooked. Her nostrils flared with the smell of something close to wet dog, but more feral and musky. Her eyes widened with a growl. She bucked and three mangy figures appeared, she only saw flashes of what had happened and then woke up, it had been a nightmare. These happened often and of course, it had just happened to her, again.
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by shortstop » Thu Jul 17, 2014 11:53 pm
preppy paws wrote:username: preppy paws
name: Right Down to the Rust "Rusty"
gender: Stallion
halter colour: light green with very light orange stripes c:
personality: outgoing, spunky, careless, creative, confident.
Click here to see art.
He's yours, I love that the picture fits his personality c:
summer. wrote:Username
summer.
Name
Hough.
Gender
Mare.
Halter Color
Light green.
Personality
Hough is a somewhat jumpy mare, this is of course because of all she has been through. When Hough was a filly her mother was killed by wolves, this of course has left her with recurring nightmares of wolves attacking her and the only thing she has left, her owner. Though her life has been rough she still loves to see the upside of everything and will be an energetic and happy pony for the most part. Most of the time she is caring but with her easily spooked manner an unsettling side to her will resurface.
Story
Hough had been on an average ride with her owner, nothing out of the ordinary, except the new location they had gone to. It seemed like something out of a horror movie, dark willow trees and the skeletons of once lively trees that had now been burned to a crisp from the fire loomed around every corner. The daylight had begun to fade into an ominous shadow of the previously bright afternoon. She became nervous, every twist seemed to bring only more darkness, even her owner had been spooked. Her nostrils flared with the smell of something close to wet dog, but more feral and musky. Her eyes widened with a growl. She bucked and three mangy figures appeared, she only saw flashes of what had happened and then woke up, it had been a nightmare. These happened often and of course, it had just happened to her, again.
Sorry, the idea was to give a personality in just 5 words.
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