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« on: November 22, 2013, 06:49:06 am »
Name: Renn
Breed: American Mustang
Age: 3 1/2 years old.
Gender: Mare/Female.
Physical Appearance: 13.2 Hands high, coat the color of chestnut, two white hind socks and one fore white sock, white blaze and some old scars around her legs caused by ropes.
Personality: To sum Renn up in one word, the word would be stubborn. If she has an opinion, she will stick with it, even if it is wrong. She is also very loyal, willing to die for the herd and even be captured by the humans if it meant for their safety. She is one that accepts bad things in her stride, always looking on the bright side of things and rarely being negative. This mare has a small crush on Renegade, but she doesn't show it or make it obvious. Her strength at heart falters quite often, and she will often let fate lead her.
History(optional): Renn was born to the herd, and grew up with the herd. She was once caught by the humans alongside her mother when she was a foal, resulting in the rope scars on her legs. She escaped months after, her mother sacrificed herself to make sure that Renn could go free.
Family(optional): Mother, Raven, deceased. Father, Fall, recently captured, whereabouts unknown.
Tamable?: Renn often wonders what she would do if she ever was captured again. She would put up a fight for sure, but she is tamable and will probably get captured at some point.
Extra: Oh meh gerd, I lurve Spirit Stallion of the Camaron, I still have to watch it at least once a week xD
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« on: November 18, 2013, 10:59:14 pm »
A pair of slightly dirty bare feet balanced on top of a wall separating the pristine garden in one house from the dark alleyway next to it. Lilliana was chewing on some stolen bread as she walked up and down the narrow path, humming quietly to herself. A close sound made her stop in her tracks, spinning around to face the source of the sound. A small group of people were rounding the corner of the alley she was in, they were being led by a blue-haired boy. The teen stepped back into the shadows, blending as if she was darkness itself. She recognised one of the group members as the guy who was setting out to save the 'Diva' and she guessed that they were the ones who were willing to help him. SHe made sure to stay hidden as they passed, only her eyes were visible.
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« on: November 17, 2013, 01:51:19 pm »
Name:
"Heard of me before? Never thought so..."
Lilliana Stummond
Age:
"I'm eighteen. Almost."
A few days away from 18 years old.
Gender:
"Excuse me?!"
Female.
Appearance:
Lilliana usually wears dark, tight clothing. She is rarely seen in a skirt and tends to prefer black skinny jeans. She always wears her black leather jacket, even in the summer months. Her hair reaches down to her waist, it is a very light blonde colour, almost white and she likes to wear it down, so that it covers her face. Her eyes are sea-green, standing out against her pale, flawless complexion and her figure is slender and agile. When she walks, her feet make no sound against the ground as she tends to go around bare footed.
Personality:
"You need to know everything about me, huh?"
Lilliana is a very mysterious girl, not many know her. She is only known for her thieving abilities, and the way she can slip silently through the dark alleys of the city. She is not to be trusted, but underneath all of the darkness is a sweet, funny teen. She is particularly gifted in sweet-talking people into things, especially guys. Her hand-to-hand combat skills are practised to perfection, and she can take down a fully-grown man if she had to. If anyone earns her trust, she will lay down her life for them and do whatever it takes to keep them safe.
History:
"Of course, you want to know even more."
Lilliana's mother gave birth to her on the streets, and cared for her like a real mother should. Her mother taught her how to steal, fight and all of the necessary skills she needed to survive. She died when Lilliana was on 11 years old, and left her alone on the streets. Ever since then, she has lived a life of stealing and became very well known as the 'White Raven', as all anyone has ever seen of her was her hair. She had just recently heard of the group of people her age setting off to save the Diva, and found it particularly interesting. She would often see them and follow them for a while, making sure to hide in the shadows.
Others:
"..."
- Lilliana carries around a sharp knife and a purse full of the valuable possessions she has stolen. Of anyone even touches it, she will not hesitate to slit their throat. ('Bit graphic, I know.)
- She often sings a quiet song if she's stealing something, to give her 'victim' a chance to hide their valuables.
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