Post by misae on Nov 18, 2009 18:33:46 GMT -5
Character Name:Misae
Pronounced:mee sah EH
Gender:Mare
Age:4
Appearance: Misae has a thick body close to that of a bulldog, though her muscling isn't as thick, if she stretches her whithers tip the scale at 15 hands. Golden Palomino pelt is freckled with slight dapples even though they are not seen well, if you look towards her rump you will see her body gets darker more of a wet sand look. Her knees and hocks are highlighted with black making her stand out from the normal palomino. Many could argue that she was a dun due to the fact that her back has an attempted stripe to put her in that class but it seems to be just a tad darker than her body. Scars lace her body mainly on her lower half but some go as high as her whithers, these scars are fairly small though her front right knee suffered more than the rest of her body, her knee cannot extend all of the way making her shortern all of her strides. Bite marks extend across her back though most have healed as just remain as a darker hair color. Even though she is young her sight is already starting to fail in her left eye due to whenever she was a foal she was kicked and the swelling busted many needed nerves and bloodvessels, you can still see the crooked scar across her face though she tries to hide it with her yellow-grey mane.
Personality: A short temper and an even quicker tongue whenever she is pushed is the quickest way to describe Misae. She is very untrustworthy of equine especially whenever she has just met them even though she will give off a friendly vibe dont take that as she is a teddy bear. Whenever you gain her trust smiles will come and go but her quick tongue will just get quicker though she just means it in good humor. Her opinion is hard to change, though her friendship is stronger than any stone wall it takes a while to get it there. Strong stallions are her weak point, she likes the challenge but the sense of their ability to protect her is highly important in her eyes. If given the chance she would toy with a stallion to get her way even though she has never let him get what he wanted in the long run.
Rp Sample:
Home, oh how the joyous thought of being home just seemed to please the golden gal as her trot anxiously grey into a slow lope. Topping the final hill her thought rambled about what she was going to do whenever she met her family all over again, her dear trusted family. Would they remember her? How would they act whenever they saw her? Sweat started to gather along her thick withers though it is hard to differ whether it came from her vigorous journey or the thoughts racing through her head at this exact moment. Just one more stride.
All at once Misae’s heart dropped, her body’s brakes seemed to be slammed as all of her foreword moment was stopped. Rising her head in attempt to let a soft whinny escape her lungs, but there was some type of malfunction from brain to diaphragm because all that would come out was a soft whistle. Glancing from left to right she didn’t know what to do, the view was all the same. Dead bodies were tossed across the plains she once called her home, how could this be? She couldn’t have been gone for that long. Mother said she would be here waiting whenever the humans were done with their quarrelling, and yet there was not a familiar face to be seen among the wreckage.
Slowing extending her right knee she heard the comforting pop, and soon relief followed, she started again though her excitement had drastically warn off. Her dial hung low almost to the sense of her nares touching the ground, but she was just looking for the scent of something comforting and yet no such scent was to be found. Ears pivoted forewords, backwards and then in opposite directions longing for a sound.. Any sound. And lo and behold among the wind there was the sound of hoof beats, and without second guessing her position Misae let her body explode with force in that direction, her pace was slower than most her right knee cause her much pain but in this moment it was numb, she wanted to see who was making that noise.
Slowing to a stop whenever she neared the noise she soon found out that it wasn’t only her native relatives who were causing that noise, but also groups of larger horses seemed to be here. Golden dial was cocked in confusion as she slowly walked to a group of trees, she neither wanted to be seen nor did she want to know what was going on. No, my golden girl wanted her home back, and she was determined that if she stood beneath this tree that is exactly what she would find.
OOC: its an iffy one
Other: Her name means Beautiful Sand Paiting XD
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