Post by Kassiekazooo on Jul 23, 2010 10:52:00 GMT 10
Name: Devil's Heart
Nickname: Devil
Meaning: She is wild, young, and reckless. Her name is that because they couldn't handle her, *scoffs* men.
Age:3 years
Breed: Andalusian
Gender:Mare
Height: 15HHS
Colouring: Dapple, mostly a bright white and dark gray points. (see picture(
Personality: Hm mm. Devil is crazy for a mare, she lives for the adrenaline and the edge of every situation. She is intelligent and moves with the grace and fluidity that her breed is known for. Her temperament is a cause of ill treatment, being out amongst the Wild stallions and mares has changed alto of the nature docile and easy to deal with ways of the Andalusian in her.
History: Devil's Heart had earned her name the hard way. She was bred in a ranch as any pure bred, but then the ranch went to the auction, as did all of the horses. Her and her mother had been turned out when the wranglers came for her and her mother. They looked at the great dapple mare and instead of being calm they came at her thinking she was wild and ill-hearted. They ended up roping her mother and forgot about Devil, no one ever came back to look or see what else was out there, so Devil was alone and forgotten. She stayed out in the pasture for a good year. The grass was green and warm in her stomach when the ranch hands for the new owners had come to collect her. She pawed the ground and screamed at them with all her might. She couldn't seem to seem to scare them. So she took off in the direction of the hills. She ran til she got far enough out that no one would remember her. That right after she had turned two, and she had been out with the other wild horses ever since. Someone would look for her one day, she never thought about it, but her Pedigree was very substantial and she would cost alto of Mons to whoever decided she was important.
Sample Post: Devil could smell them in the wind. The stink of the two legged was never missed, even if you didn’t know it. She turned her face to the wind and saw the shapes of horses in the distances, but they reeked of the two legged. She turned to her herd, they didn’t know the smell of them… and if they did they weren’t doing a thing about the danger incroachinging. She whinnied to the other mares around her; they just flicked their tails and kept grazing. She trotted up to the crest of the hill, where they just going to let themselves be taken? Was there no fight left there for them to just turn and run.Devil looked at the shadows, it was too late… they were starting the round up, Devil took off. She didn't go un-noticed, her white coat glinted the sunlight,as she ran through the brush. She heard the hoof beats of the runners all around her; she couldn’t be one of them, never. Devil turned and came into a clearing, there was a runner standing a hundred feet off… They had her. She reared and screamed at the two-leggeds on the horses and ran toward them, running them off was good. Her ears flicked this was and that with the screams of her herd. Devil felt her neck tug, what? She was pulled to the ground, her weight thumping down onto the hard ground. She got up and reared and bucked. Her hooves were lassoed, Devil collapsed to the ground. It was over… Or was it? The men were yelling back and forth, the one thing she did hear them shout was "Its as if this beast came from the Devil's Heart!"
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