by landofmakebelieve » Fri Dec 20, 2013 3:35 am
Artemiis wrote:Username: Artemiis
What Will You Name This Wolf?: Persephone
What Is The Wolf's gender?: A fae.
What Is This Wolf's Personality?: Persephone is a shy cautious sharpie wolf. She is also very mysterious. Though once she gets to know you she is always found by your side and will always stick up for you.
What Is This Wolf's History Like?: That is what keeps her mysterious.
Does This Wolf Have A Theme Song?:No
Anything Else?:
Persephone was always the odd one out. Even when she was a little pup. She would be found out on the cliffs with her nose up in the air rather than playing with the other pups of her age in her pack. Ever since she was born, strange weather occurrences have been happening. Freak thunderstorms when Persephone was scared or snow would happen in the middle of July when she was cold to the others. The pack had gathered in secret one day, and were discussing the weather patterns. "This has never happened before." One said. "What could have caused this weather?" "I bet you it is that one wolf. The strange one." Some one said quietly. The others were shocked but soon agreed to it. They sent Persephone away. Little did they know that she was the incarnation of alea, the wolf weather god. Persephone was terrified of going out alone. "But why?" She had asked. No one would answer her truthfully. So the went away with her tail tucked under her legs.
Years passed and Persephone had not returned to her pack. Over the years she had developed into a beautiful young wolf. Strange markings had grown on her face. They trailed over her eyes and down her jaw bone. A few pink spots had appeared on her muzzle as well. She had grown up in the wild and caused wonderful weather. The land was blessed with good fortune. Yet Persephone had grown lonely in her time cast out from her pack. She began to be sad and the weather reflected her personality.
One day, a young male wolf was walking through the wild. Persephone was walking the hills when she heard the wolf. She slowly walked up towards him making sure he didnt see her. She admired him from a distance. He was a jet black wolf with golden eyes. He was a lean wolf who looked incredibly lethal. She inched forward and a twig snapped. Frightened she ran away and the wolf whipped his head around looking for the source of the sound. He saw a white tail disappearing and decided to follow it.
One year passed and the two wolfs had gotten together. They were expecting pups when Hades was shot and killed. She mourned the loss of her mate and refused to eat. Slowly she got over the grief caused by the shooting. The pups were born and they were raised without a father. When the pups grew up they left Persephone and she has been wandering the land ever since, creating the weather.
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hello, bonjour
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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by Midnight Mare » Sat Dec 21, 2013 3:17 am
Username: Midnight Mare
What Will You Name This Wolf?: Lace
What Is The Wolf's gender?: female
What Is This Wolf's Personality?: very kind and gentle, pure of heart, soul and mind, makes the best of every situation.
What Is This Wolf's History Like?: this wolf was born into a pack of wolves that were highly prejudice against anything different, so of course, she was seen as a monster, the males beat and abused her and the females laughed and watched, its a long story on how she escaped and all, so I'll just brief and use the details for my story below, an undercover wolf joined the pack and helped abuse her for a while, then, trust built up, he was guarding her for the night and they escaped to lead their own pack.
Does This Wolf Have A Theme Song?: not yet
Anything Else?: Growing up, Lace was always abused, by the time she was 3, there were many rouges on the land, and one of them, chose her 3rd birthday to confront the pack, he was all natural colors, just like the rest of the pack, he looked over to see Lace being abused and instantly understood, he laughed, then looked about, everyone was looking at him, he didn't shy at the attention, he walked up to the nearest wolf and said "where is the Alpha?" he said it calmly, as though he were already in the pack and wished to ask the alpha a question, the wolf looked at him for a minute, stared at him, like "huh?" until he finaly said "well?" and the wolf blinked and shook his head and said "uh, over there" he gestured twards a large grey wolf who was lazing about watching them torture and abuse Lace laughing when he found it amusing (wich was often) the young rouge walked up to him and addressed him apropriatly "Alpha?" he said, getting his attention, the Alpha looked down, annoyed "it was getting really goo-" he cut off when he saw he was speaking to a rouge "what do you want?" he snarled "the rouge life aint really for me" he stated "and I was looking to join a pack, I seen yours, it looked strong, and large, and I never wanted to find myself on the wrong side of it's Alpha's rage, I found that the best way to avoid that is to join" he said pointedly WIP
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by Artemiis » Sat Dec 21, 2013 6:43 am
Username: Artemiis
What Will You Name This Wolf?: Persephone
What Is The Wolf's gender?: A fae.
What Is This Wolf's Personality?: Persephone is a shy cautious sharpie wolf. She is also very mysterious. Though once she gets to know you she is always found by your side and will always stick up for you.
What Is This Wolf's History Like?: That is what keeps her mysterious.
Does This Wolf Have A Theme Song?:No
Anything Else?:
Persephone was always the odd one out. Even when she was a little pup. She would be found out on the cliffs with her nose up in the air rather than playing with the other pups of her age in her pack. Ever since she was born, strange weather occurrences have been happening. Freak thunderstorms when Persephone was scared or snow would happen in the middle of July when she was cold to the others. The pack had gathered in secret one day, and were discussing the weather patterns. "This has never happened before." One said. "What could have caused this weather?" "I bet you it is that one wolf. The strange one." Some one said quietly. The others were shocked but soon agreed to it. They sent Persephone away. Little did they know that she was the incarnation of alea, the wolf weather god. Persephone was terrified of going out alone. "But why?" She had asked. No one would answer her truthfully. So the went away with her tail tucked under her legs.
Years passed and Persephone had not returned to her pack. Over the years she had developed into a beautiful young wolf. Strange markings had grown on her face. They trailed over her eyes and down her jaw bone. A few pink spots had appeared on her muzzle as well. She had grown up in the wild and caused wonderful weather. The land was blessed with good fortune. Yet Persephone had grown lonely in her time cast out from her pack. She began to be sad and the weather reflected her personality.
One day, a young male wolf was walking through the wild. Persephone was walking the hills when she heard the wolf. She slowly walked up towards him making sure he didnt see her. She admired him from a distance. He was a jet black wolf with golden eyes. He was a lean wolf who looked incredibly lethal. She inched forward and a twig snapped. Frightened she ran away and the wolf whipped his head around looking for the source of the sound. He saw a white tail disappearing and decided to follow it.
One year passed and the two wolfs had gotten together. They were expecting pups when Hades was shot and killed. She mourned the loss of her mate and refused to eat. Slowly she got over the grief caused by the shooting. The pups were born and they were raised without a father. When the pups grew up they left Persephone and she has been wandering the land ever since, creating the weather.
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by landofmakebelieve » Sun Dec 22, 2013 3:36 am
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hello, bonjour
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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by landofmakebelieve » Sun Dec 22, 2013 4:01 pm
|DeanWinchester!<3| wrote:Bump
Im really surprised this one didn't have more entries, seeing as its a rare...

hello, bonjour
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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by landofmakebelieve » Tue Dec 24, 2013 5:55 am
Artemiis wrote:Username: Artemiis
What Will You Name This Wolf?: Persephone
What Is The Wolf's gender?: A fae.
What Is This Wolf's Personality?: Persephone is a shy cautious sharpie wolf. She is also very mysterious. Though once she gets to know you she is always found by your side and will always stick up for you.
What Is This Wolf's History Like?: That is what keeps her mysterious.
Does This Wolf Have A Theme Song?:No
Anything Else?:
Persephone was always the odd one out. Even when she was a little pup. She would be found out on the cliffs with her nose up in the air rather than playing with the other pups of her age in her pack. Ever since she was born, strange weather occurrences have been happening. Freak thunderstorms when Persephone was scared or snow would happen in the middle of July when she was cold to the others. The pack had gathered in secret one day, and were discussing the weather patterns. "This has never happened before." One said. "What could have caused this weather?" "I bet you it is that one wolf. The strange one." Some one said quietly. The others were shocked but soon agreed to it. They sent Persephone away. Little did they know that she was the incarnation of alea, the wolf weather god. Persephone was terrified of going out alone. "But why?" She had asked. No one would answer her truthfully. So the went away with her tail tucked under her legs.
Years passed and Persephone had not returned to her pack. Over the years she had developed into a beautiful young wolf. Strange markings had grown on her face. They trailed over her eyes and down her jaw bone. A few pink spots had appeared on her muzzle as well. She had grown up in the wild and caused wonderful weather. The land was blessed with good fortune. Yet Persephone had grown lonely in her time cast out from her pack. She began to be sad and the weather reflected her personality.
One day, a young male wolf was walking through the wild. Persephone was walking the hills when she heard the wolf. She slowly walked up towards him making sure he didnt see her. She admired him from a distance. He was a jet black wolf with golden eyes. He was a lean wolf who looked incredibly lethal. She inched forward and a twig snapped. Frightened she ran away and the wolf whipped his head around looking for the source of the sound. He saw a white tail disappearing and decided to follow it.
One year passed and the two wolfs had gotten together. They were expecting pups when Hades was shot and killed. She mourned the loss of her mate and refused to eat. Slowly she got over the grief caused by the shooting. The pups were born and they were raised without a father. When the pups grew up they left Persephone and she has been wandering the land ever since, creating the weather.
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Wow! You definitely deserved her!

hello, bonjour
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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by landofmakebelieve » Tue Dec 24, 2013 3:32 pm
I can't until at least jan 7th, sorry! Until then I'm on mobile.

hello, bonjour
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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