.dani. -- The Arena -- version 3.0, winter sky

pewter pixeled perceivers waver, allowing a majority of lyrics to be relocated into eardrum. stygian lippids part, streching vocal muscles, allowing her opinion to be liberated. she was bold in her speech and never held back. aye, if she was a student a hogwarts, she would not be placed in cunning slytherin nor sweet hufflepuff or smart ravenclaw but bold gryffindow instead. she was both smart and kind yet she was more brave than any other virtue.

never better, for now.

alas, she was different from her fellow quadrupeds, prehaps it was cause she was from the northern clans, or maybe because she was as vain as the other ferals. she would only dance with the south winnow when she had been a victor of a tough and enduring sparr. nor did she 'glide swiftly and gracefully across the vendured topography', she dug deep into the debark wither her nigrescent scythes and lurge foward into an easy yet powerful two beated cadence. she would not spend all of her time running with the clan, sidling up to the leige, persueding him that she should be the pariotic harridan. she would wander, either seeking out better pastures or just spending some time alone, she also knew and beleived that matriach, was a postion that twas earnt not given.

swarthy nares dilate, allowing oxygen to travel down life source into lungs. she was foxy and knew all the tricks of sparring. she had won her fair share of wars and had scars to prove but she had lost some as well. she was not a beauty to behold, just a plain, judicious and primed dryad who would ne'er doe anything against her will. she would always stand up for her beleifs.

stygian pendulum whipcracks against steel emulsioned croup with held powerful muscle. well proportioned boa snacks out, allowing alabaster maws to digest vendure. many names of characters from books could be given to she if she was a human life form, varing from godric gryffindor to ashleigh griffen. as a petite juvenile she was infamous for never giving up, maybe she had inheirated from grand sire, choopa the dancing brumby who fought bravely for his prived filly who was a beautiful as a snowflake. but she never thoguht of gloating bout these quilities. in her humble opinion, any ungulate could have them, if they really tried.

chiselled cerebrum elevates and henna opts gaze at russet behemoth, wondering bout his past. profile is shaken, decimating unwanted pests and cuasing nigrescent tapestries to cascade down boa and features.

a book is never complete with out a title. stygian fifth apendage crack lightly against pelt, which carries the emulsion of slightly flawed and soiled sand. she was well dubbed as she ran rapidly against sand dunes. it was one her specialties in sparrs that were held on sandy topography.

mahogany opts gaze around clan with curiousity. how many other equuses resided in this cadre. with rapt curiousity inquiry escapes from with in jaded she. she didn't say m'lord as she was never 'claimed' by anyone but politeness was held in tone.

how many horses are in your clan?

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very good :-D -- Dani, 02:10:34 05/12/03 Mon

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