Post by kodawari on Feb 19, 2008 16:41:20 GMT -7
[shadow=green,left,300]Itsumademo[/shadow]
Long, slender legs strided easily over the turf. Dial arched at the neck, holding it proudly. Silky black mane bounced lightly with the jogging stride. Muscles rippled under the midnight pelt, showing the mare was fit.
This mare looks like a Anglo Arab. Why only looks like one? Well, she isn't one. She is a full blooded unicorn. Her horn stuck out of her head, sharp and straight. It held a silver glow to it as the mid day sun beat down on it, just the same as her coat. Long eye lashed kept the sun from damaging her brilliant orbs. This, intelligent auds pricked forward, listening for anything and everything.
This unicorn was deadly gorgeous, just like any other unicorn may be. But she held great danger to those who dared try to harm her. She did not take crap from anyone, but that was normal now a days. You saw very few horses and unicorns without a temper problem. But hers, hers was bad. This mare was a force to be reckoned with.
The fae slowly came to a halt. The earth below her was getting treacherous, and she did not dare ruin her perfectly carved daggers. She stood above bricks and petrified wood, probably from a old house or factory, left by the disgusting humans. Her delicate crown whipped around as she took in her surroundings. Humans always left such a mess, and the animals had to live with it!
This fae hated almost anything and everything that left a mess wherever they went. She absolutely hated it. But there were some nice things left by the humans, though she would never admit.
The silence around her was excruciating. Silence... It could be a deadly thing... Death... Death was terrible, but wonderful at the same time. The mare snorted, breaking the silence for only a few moments. A few minutes went by as she just stood there. But then... What was that? had she heard something? She was not sure...
[/size][/color]Long, slender legs strided easily over the turf. Dial arched at the neck, holding it proudly. Silky black mane bounced lightly with the jogging stride. Muscles rippled under the midnight pelt, showing the mare was fit.
This mare looks like a Anglo Arab. Why only looks like one? Well, she isn't one. She is a full blooded unicorn. Her horn stuck out of her head, sharp and straight. It held a silver glow to it as the mid day sun beat down on it, just the same as her coat. Long eye lashed kept the sun from damaging her brilliant orbs. This, intelligent auds pricked forward, listening for anything and everything.
This unicorn was deadly gorgeous, just like any other unicorn may be. But she held great danger to those who dared try to harm her. She did not take crap from anyone, but that was normal now a days. You saw very few horses and unicorns without a temper problem. But hers, hers was bad. This mare was a force to be reckoned with.
The fae slowly came to a halt. The earth below her was getting treacherous, and she did not dare ruin her perfectly carved daggers. She stood above bricks and petrified wood, probably from a old house or factory, left by the disgusting humans. Her delicate crown whipped around as she took in her surroundings. Humans always left such a mess, and the animals had to live with it!
This fae hated almost anything and everything that left a mess wherever they went. She absolutely hated it. But there were some nice things left by the humans, though she would never admit.
The silence around her was excruciating. Silence... It could be a deadly thing... Death... Death was terrible, but wonderful at the same time. The mare snorted, breaking the silence for only a few moments. A few minutes went by as she just stood there. But then... What was that? had she heard something? She was not sure...