[ChirpyFox]

Role-Play character. DO NOT STEAL!
Not my lines <3

[ChirpyFox]

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• [b]rank[/b] ;; loner
• [b]herd[/b] ;; none yet
• [b]status[/b] ;; in heat, stage 4
• [b]offspring[/b] ;; none
• [b]kin[/b] ;; all dead[/size][/quote][/left]
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[center]<->N A M E<->[/center]
• [b]rank[/b] ;; loner
• [b]pack[/b] ;; none yet
• [b]status[/b] ;; in heat, stage 4
• [b]offspring[/b] ;; none
• [b]kin[/b] ;; all dead[/size][/quote][/left]
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[ChirpyFox]

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[center][size=200]╔[/size][size=150]》  Ｒ  Ａ  Ｚ  Ｉ  Ｎ  《[/size][size=200]╗[/size][/center]
[center][size=85]ＢＲＥＥＤ➛ Lusitano[/size][/center]
[center][size=85]Ａ Ｇ Ｅ➛ 7 Years[/size][/center] 
[center][size=85]Ｍ Ａ Ｒ Ｅ Ｓ ➛ None[/size][/center]
[center][size=85]Ｆ Ｏ Ａ Ｌ Ｓ➛ None[/size][/center]
[center][size=85]Ｔ Ａ Ｇ Ｓ➛ --[/size][/center]
[center][size=85]Ｃ Ｈ Ａ Ｒ Ａ Ｃ Ｔ Ｅ Ｒ➛ ✗✗✗[/size][/center]
[center][size=85]Ｌ Ｅ Ｇ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ➛ ✗✗✗[/size][/center]
[size=200]╚[/size][size=150]》[/size][size=85]ＦＬＡＭＩＮＧＳＴＡＬＬＩＯＮ[/size][size=150]《[/size][size=200]╝[/size][/quote][/left]
[quote][size=85]➛ Razin's mane flew behind him like a banner, waving in all of its glory. Hooves rythmicaly hitting the ground in a gaited gallop, that made loose sand and dirt fly beneath his weight. Ears perked as he ran, he zoned in on any sound that may be near him. Razin's joints locked lightly throwing him into a elevated trot, one that made his whole body shake. After slowing rapidly, he found a good tempo to trot to and carried himself down the banks of the once flowing creek. The stallions thick neck arched as he carried his head with grace, acting as if someone was watching. Razin always loved to act like a mythical creature. Bounding and prancing, rearing like a filly or colt would imagine. Ever since the elders started speaking of his tribe to the youngsters, he had gained quite the attention. Horses treated him diffrently, well most of them did. Some were wide-eye'd and asking how on Earth he was real, then others blew him off. He like the suprised ones, for some reason attention always grabbed Raz's heart. He loved peeking through trees, at foals to suprise them. He knew he was really nothing special, jsut adoring attention. But, it made him [i]feel[/i] special. And that is how he liked it, as he always will. Razin's head lurched upwards carrying his front end with him, his front legs batted the air like he was in battle, feirce and loyal to his herd. Before hitting the ground with a thunderous thud, he let out a battle cry. He honestly was acting like a colt, pretending he was protecting a king in a loyal battle. One where he would save the day, but here the day did not need saving.

--He is open. Just reply to this post if you would like :3 [/size][/quote]