Wolf...
New Equine
The words I wish to say, The words me heart keeps locked away...
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Post by Wolf... on Jan 22, 2006 19:51:19 GMT -5
My mother named me Promise Broken, and I have lived to that name.Some call me Broken some call me Promise...I really don't care, for a rarely talk. I am a mare, and I am very proud of that. My heart has been broken so many times, that I don't trust feelings or others very much. I feel as if I will be let down again. Both my mother and father were mustang, and I have been wild all my life. My long-a-go ancestors include army horses, wild horses, and Indian war ponies. I have a brother that is very protective of me, but we got separated a few months back...he was really the only one I trusted, but I feel it's for the best...for I hate to be treated like a filly. I am a rebel, I fear I don't fit in with either light or dark...I am a loner. I will go with the alliance of a stallion I trust. My pelt is a light creamy yellow, and I have a black veil and banner. My black stockings turn white at my hocks, and my face is interrupted my a blaze and a black maw. Some say i am beautiful...but i don't feel as if.
Name: Promise Broken Color: dun Breed: mustang Gender: mare Alliance: neither, but will go with a stallion she trusts Pic: siggy
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Post by Darkrain on Jan 25, 2006 19:33:17 GMT -5
I'm not the admin,just wanted to say welcome!
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