[Soph6297]

I hate brindles ._____.
To get him write a short poem (max 10 lines) about him which describes his personality.

Username: Carbon

Name: Fjyoran (fee-your-in)

Gender: Male

Age: 7

Poem:

The stamp of a hoof, the cold bitter air.
I pose triumphantly on my perch as the moon begins to rise,
for once, forgetting my dwarven size.

Flitting about, akin to a butterfly,
I see horses helping others, but why can't I?
Saddened, I returned to my tree and nickered my sad song.

Along came a little girl, with tears streaming down her face.
At last, I knew what I could do to to help, while still maintaining grace.
Light as a feather, I left my perch and flitted onto her shoulder.
She looked over in delight as I nuzzled her face, when suddenly, it seemed less colder.

[Carbon]

Username: Carbon

Name: Fjyoran (fee-your-in)

Gender: Male

Age: 7

Poem:

The stamp of a hoof, the cold bitter air.
I pose triumphantly on my perch as the moon begins to rise,
for once, forgetting my dwarven size.

Flitting about, akin to a butterfly,
I see horses helping others, but why can't I?
Saddened, I returned to my tree and nickered my sad song.

Along came a little girl, with tears streaming down her face.
At last, I knew what I could do to to help, while still maintaining grace.
Light as a feather, I left my perch and flitted onto her shoulder.
She looked over in delight as I nuzzled her face, when suddenly, it seemed less colder.

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Username: Carbon

Name: Fjyoran (fee-your-in)

Gender: Male

Age: 7

Poem:

The stamp of a hoof, the cold bitter air.
I pose triumphantly on my perch as the moon begins to rise,
for once, forgetting my dwarven size.

Flitting about, akin to a butterfly,
I see horses helping others, but why can't I?
Saddened, I returned to my tree and nickered my sad song.

Along came a little girl, with tears streaming down her face.
At last, I knew what I could do to to help, while still maintaining grace.
Light as a feather, I left my perch and flitted onto her shoulder.
She looked over in delight as I nuzzled her face, when suddenly, it seemed less colder.

Congrats!

[Carbon]

Oh boy! 8D Thank you! I will take good care of Fjyoran!