Post by Holly on Mar 31, 2006 20:18:04 GMT -5
JOINING FORM
First Name: Holly
Gender: Female
Website, if any: Hestroglin (Wild Horse)
Experience in Roleplaying: Intermediate
Any Questions: none, everything was really well explained
Passcode: ***** ** ** ******** *******
Sample Post:
Holly's heart pounded in her chest, and she knew the grey stallion in front of her was aware of it. He snorted loudly, almost exagerated. Cooly, she stared him directly in the eyes, and he glared back. His orbs weren't dull, no, not in the least. She twinkled misheviously, but Holly admired that spirit. He bared his teeth and pinned his ears, taking steps towards her and stopping, tossing his head towards in a threatening manner with an occassional rear. She stood solid ground and let him test her. Her heart and brain agreed that if you respected the horse, it would respect you. After she didn't move, the young masculine grew frustrated and bolted around the enclousure. He stopped to the side of her, about 5 yards away. His heavy breath indicated to her that he was ready to settle a peace, but at the same time she knew it was far from over.
Character Form
*Full Name: Holly Marie Love
*Age: 22
*Gender: Female
Physical Description: She is fairly tall with silky brunet hair that drops down to her chest. Her brown eyes always twinkle, adding a nice sparkle to her fit body.
Personality: As wonderful as she is with horses, her gift doesn't always extend to humans. Some call her a whisperer, but she doesn't listen. When she was child, she studied fighting, so its an awful idea to get her mad.
*Skills: She is very advanced in what she does, but as all do, she does get caught up in what she does and sometimes loose the purpose for a little bit.
Background: Her family was the average western family, not rich but not poor. She grew up with one brother and a few good friends. Even on the ranch, she was pashionate about show jumping and still loves it today. Nothing of interest has ever seemed to happen to her... yet
Picture: coming soon
Holly's heart pounded in her chest, and she knew the grey stallion in front of her was aware of it. He snorted loudly, almost exagerated. Cooly, she stared him directly in the eyes, and he glared back. His orbs weren't dull, no, not in the least. She twinkled misheviously, but Holly admired that spirit. He bared his teeth and pinned his ears, taking steps towards her and stopping, tossing his head towards in a threatening manner with an occassional rear. She stood solid ground and let him test her. Her heart and brain agreed that if you respected the horse, it would respect you. After she didn't move, the young masculine grew frustrated and bolted around the enclousure. He stopped to the side of her, about 5 yards away. His heavy breath indicated to her that he was ready to settle a peace, but at the same time she knew it was far from over.
Character Form
