Horses of Canteer Meadow
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Thread Topic: Horses of Canteer Meadow
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The mysterious meadow of Canteer seems to stretch on forever, filled with beautiful horses. However, beyond the edge of the feild lays Fidor, the land of shadows and no return. Horses have dissapeared there...No more than two characters to start!
Skeleton:
Name:
Gender:
Age: (colt, trot, steed, grazer) youngest to oldest
Body Color:
Mane/Tail Style/Color:
Eye Color:
Personality: -
Name: Splash
Gender: Female
Age: Steed
Body: White, with reddish brown patches
Mane: Long and wild, dark reddish brown, her tail is a bit shorter than her mane
Eyes: bright green
Personality: Brave, protective, modest
Name: Nit
Gender: Male
Age: Trot
Body: Light brownish-tan, with white "socks"
Mane: short, straight, dark brown
Eyes: dark blue
Personality: Independant, a loner, gets picked on because he's shorter than the other horses. -
Name: fade
Gender: female
Age: trot
Eyes: warm brown
Mane: black, thick
Body: greyish white with dapples that fade from black to light grey
Personality: shy, quiet, adventurous -
May I join? If so, here are my characters.
Name: Calypso
Gender: Mare
Age: Steed
Body: Blue roan
Mane: Black
Eyes: Dark grey
Personality: Smart, brave, a bit antisocial but protective. Speaks her mind but has trouble showing emotion. Sarcastic.
Name: Jefferson
Gender: Stallion
Age: Steed
Body: Redish-brown with three white socks, a cornet band, and a white star
Mane: Black
Eyes: Bright blue
Personality: Flirty, show-off, player. Brave to the point of idiocy. Overconfident and accident-prone. -
Wolf and Larty, awesome charries!)
Splash galloped across the meadow, whinnying joyfully. The weather was so nice, perfect for a good run. -
*Party
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Nit was standing under a willow tree, glaring at his hooves. A white trot ran by. "Hey Nitwit!" He called tauntingly.
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This is so cool)
Name: Falon
Gender: Female
Age: Trod
Body: Velvet red skin, with shiny gold hooves
Mane: Shadowy black
Eyes: pure gold
Personality: ??? Don't know yet -
*trot
Falon cantered up to Nit. "What's up, Nitty?" she inquired playfully. -
Not turned away. "Why do you wanna know? I bet you've just come to make fun of me, like the others."
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She shook her head. "Frankly I'm too stupid to make nasty comments." She shot a glare towards the horse who had just picked on Nit; he belittled HER too.
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The white trot simply shook his mate. "Nitwit and Fally, sittin' in a tree..." Nit snorted angrily.
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Jefferson pranced up to the Nit and Falon. "You two should come with me. I'm gonna go to the edge of the feilds, and then...beyond!" he exclaimed dramatically.
"Yes Jefferson. Just corrupt the young ones, eh?" she snorted and shot Jefferson a glare. "Sometimes one would think you're still a colt."
"I'm young at heart," he replied.
Calypso ignored him. -
Nit stared at the older horse. "But aren't we forbidden to enter Fidor? We have to stay in the fields."
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Falon nodded timidly in agreement. She could feel her teeth gritting and knees knocking just at the sound of Fidor. When young, her mother had told bone-chilling tales about that place.
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