Username:Aysan1
Kennel Number:48
Name [of pet]:Arima
Gender [of pet]:male
Breed/Species [of pet]:Arabian horse
Personality [of pet]:
Cunning:
Sereose:
Curiose:
Lonely:
Spiratual:
Sarcastic:
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Like the rain:cold,it slithers down and dampens the grass,putting sweet dew drops no the blades,rain mite be cold and damp but it's swet and cloaking
The wind:Like the wind blowwing through,calm and yet roudy,it blows you around and blows you away but it still dims down to a little whistle when time comes
The tree's swaying:He is ready for the next day,he sways at the whim of the world and roles with it
Smoke in a fire:It blurrs up you'r real viosion of him and how he truly is but if you look through the smoke you'll see something good
Chared ember coal:Fiery and fiesty this is him behinde the smoke,after you see that he actually trusts you you can see he's more open with his emotions but this isn't the only one
Silver fence:He is protecting his heart with a silver fence,silver,he mite be a litttle shy in the begening but he's ready to pull his head out and look out at times
Hidden depth:Inside him it's like a water puddle,that goes down so much you wouldn't expect it,you won't expect it eather yet he really is deep with his feelings
Rock:Strong willed and rough,though he may go by the whim of the world he knows what's wrong and what's right in te world
The stoned path:Even though his emotions get in the way he keeps on going through the path,the path that has led his life so freely
Water fall:He streams down rough and speedy but gracefully and with gentle strides,wich has a meaning of he may look strong and rough yet he is hidden beatufiull inside;don't judge a bird by the color of it's wings(don't judge a book by it cover-it was going to be don't judge a bird by it's eggs since some of there eggs don't look like there parents will match the kids but...yea this will be easyer for others to understand and it sounds better)
Sarcastic
Background/History [of pet]:*scampers off to do research*
In the Arabian Peninsula,Ras Al-jinz that's where I live,a little on the eastern most side. The thing here are pretty good,once a year I see thousand of young turtles come out from the ground,and slither there ways towards the blue depthless water. We can hide behinde the magnificent big rocks,that lay over the back,like a cliff,we mostly go to tops of these cliffs and watch as a sea of turtle heads for the depthless blue sea itself.
Through the golden gentle sand,and the lapping waves there lies a world un-seen to the naked eye. I sometimes wonder what's out there. Through the years more and more people came to see the phenominon,some people not even from here. It seamed fully crowded at times,not enough room to catch you'rself some air let alone watch the sea turtles in peace. I still like to watch some times,if I hush down and look behinde the rocks I can see the magnificence. See through in an amazing moment what the world has created.
My name is Arima,it is a Dravidian word meaning lion. My mother gave it to me as a young foal,feeling that it would fit my personaliy whatever it may be. I was born without any siblings,and my father had left us a wile before I was even born. I got alot from him though,my mother was a cream mare with white socks,grey black hooves and a black main,I have my fathers eyes and his pelt color aswell,and black toppings on the legs. My eyes seam cold and un-welcomming to visitors,of course so was my fathers.
It's a miracle my mother,dug deep enough and found his gentlyer more carefree side. too bad he left us. He didn't seam to be able to handle it too well I guess. My mother after my birth,raised me but she was caught by some sneaky poachers, they took her away and I wonder where she is now,but I go on living my day as usual. No point in crying over a wet tail. But that's not to say I don't miss her,because I do,my heart aches for her to be with me and it makes me curiose of what my fathe could be doing at this time.
Wile I worry about her he could be having a carefree life. Cold un-welcomming beady blue eyes sarounded by darkness. That's what I am and will be. but I am filled with interest,if someone came and maybe said hello...but ofcourse they don't. I dn't mind I can shrug it off and live my normal day. That isn't to say I don't get lonely from time. Yet there is alot of phenominon in this world to seek and i'm ready what ever it may be. Because,lets face it,i'm a horse free,wild,willing and rolled up carefully into some what of a cunning little stallion.
Slowly I bucked and ran through the sandy beach carefully,I like how the soft light sand touches my hooves,how soft it feels and makes me sink into it just slightly. I like the smell of the sea water as it laps at the water bank, like how the skys clouds lap at the suns warmth,hidden deep inside them coldness hides,and so the suns little rays keep them warm. It doesn't always snow here in ras-Al-Jinz,but it does rain. Rain. Rain. Rain. it comes down and puts a damer on my mood. It wettens the sand,and the soil making them moist and sticky.
The thing is,this rain fits me. It's my personality,it is my double and sometimes I do mind,I wonder how it would be like to be like the sun,maybe the cold,cold clouds the snow flakes beautifull yet silent and frozen,or a tree,the rocks all around this beach. Yes silent like a tree,yet it still lives,it doesn't have a heart but it still hurts,it doesn't have feelings so how is it hurt and why does it sway,when the wind is only blowwing gently? You see my mother taught me as a foal. "Everything has a life. Little Lion" she had said sweetly.
~WIP~oooh fun!c:
Use [for pet]:I love him,how he's so simple and dashing,theres just something in him that every time I see him I just fall in love,i'd love to RP with him,make some art of him and put him into my few main horses.
Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]:
Research sites include:
Wikipedia for helping me choose the location in the Arabian Penensula,and also teaching me about it aswell.
Lonely Plantet for giving me information about Ras Al-Jinz.
Bollymeaning for the meaning of Arima.
Ras-Al-Jinz circle of life and google for the land scaiping and looks of Ras-Al-Jinz.
Likes~How theres so much in the world to see.
Dislikes~How he can't controll his feelnigs at times,the ones he'd like to controll the most like sarrow and craiving.
Art~Comming~`v`~
Keep this here. :'D
out there somewhere in the world theres some one who love you;weather it's you'r mom or a random cat,don't forget to love it back.
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