Post by Queen Of Solitude // ¬ on Apr 24, 2006 22:18:33 GMT -5
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(auditioning for light queen)
Name- Daer
Age- 5
Gender- Female
Breed- Egyptian Arabian
Colour- Pure White
Alliance- Light
Personality- Sweet, Charming and great with foals. Daer loves almost every living thing, she is sociable, comfortable and easy to talk to. However sometimes she can be a little to serious or take something to seriously but overall you can clearly say she is a light
Audition Post-
Strangers are simply friends you haven't met, Nuetrels are simply lights darker then most, and darks are simply confused lights that took the wrong path. Thats what I believe but unfortunately, some don't share my vision
Thoughts circled the clearly troubled fae, she paced back and forth and listened to the calming song of the wind. Her breathing lengthened and she relaxed slightly, tossing Dreamer a pained exppression. She circled again and tried to think clearly, but her mind was to full up to accept anything else.
Heart thudding so easily in Daer's ears she almost thought the others could hear it to, snatching a mouthful of grass she half reared with a sudden thought. Her eyes almost glittered with joy and her heart thudded with relief. She looked towards Dream with a happy smile, but all that was about to change.....
That day was locked in the back of her mind, she tossed the key away and she piled it away behind closed doors, never willing to open it up again. Plastering a smile on her face she dipped her head with a laugh, no matter what her thoughts were she could always laugh around the little ones.
With a mimicking prancing trot, she trotted after the little foals, after all her foalhood had made her grow up quicker then she should've. Daer raised her crown to the heavens, the sunlight was sinking into the hills and grasping all color from the grass, dying them sun kissed gold. Her own coat was turning a cream color then its usual moon washed white.
Her eyes brimmed with tears as she watched the sun sail away, dusk and dawn were her favourite times of each day. The birds were singing their last songs for the day, the stars and night animals were coming out and everything would be deathly quiet until the birds woke up again. Apart from hooting owls of course
Name- Daer
Age- 5
Gender- Female
Breed- Egyptian Arabian
Colour- Pure White
Alliance- Light
Personality- Sweet, Charming and great with foals. Daer loves almost every living thing, she is sociable, comfortable and easy to talk to. However sometimes she can be a little to serious or take something to seriously but overall you can clearly say she is a light
Audition Post-
Strangers are simply friends you haven't met, Nuetrels are simply lights darker then most, and darks are simply confused lights that took the wrong path. Thats what I believe but unfortunately, some don't share my vision
Thoughts circled the clearly troubled fae, she paced back and forth and listened to the calming song of the wind. Her breathing lengthened and she relaxed slightly, tossing Dreamer a pained exppression. She circled again and tried to think clearly, but her mind was to full up to accept anything else.
Heart thudding so easily in Daer's ears she almost thought the others could hear it to, snatching a mouthful of grass she half reared with a sudden thought. Her eyes almost glittered with joy and her heart thudded with relief. She looked towards Dream with a happy smile, but all that was about to change.....
That day was locked in the back of her mind, she tossed the key away and she piled it away behind closed doors, never willing to open it up again. Plastering a smile on her face she dipped her head with a laugh, no matter what her thoughts were she could always laugh around the little ones.
With a mimicking prancing trot, she trotted after the little foals, after all her foalhood had made her grow up quicker then she should've. Daer raised her crown to the heavens, the sunlight was sinking into the hills and grasping all color from the grass, dying them sun kissed gold. Her own coat was turning a cream color then its usual moon washed white.
Her eyes brimmed with tears as she watched the sun sail away, dusk and dawn were her favourite times of each day. The birds were singing their last songs for the day, the stars and night animals were coming out and everything would be deathly quiet until the birds woke up again. Apart from hooting owls of course