Post by Snakebite on Jun 28, 2009 23:55:26 GMT -5
Name: Snakebite.
Gender: Stallion
Side: Dark
Physical Description: He was dun in color with black points, like all duns had. He had no socks or stockings. On his face, he had a small and very faint star. His mane and tail weren't too long, but rather wavy and ratty at the same time. He stands at 15.2hh, pretty tall for a Mustang.
Example Post: { This is taken from another rpg. Hope it's alright. (: }
The full, silver moon was beginning to rise into the night sky. It reflected in the ocean waters, creatures diving further down into the ocean depths to rest. However, one creature-- one land creature was out and about. His hooves hit softly against the cool sands as he traveled from one end of the beach to the other. The beach was silent besides the waves crashing against the shore, lapping at it gently before rolling back out to sea. It was quite peaceful and it set his mind at ease as he walked carefully down the beach, avoidng each carcass he passed. He knew about this place. It was like disaster waiting to happen for any creature that walked upon these lands. Each rotting carcass he passed, he inspected. There wasn't as many as he thought, but it seemed like a lot. He snorted. What a way to end your life. Dying from eating the posoinous grasses. He was smarter than that, however.
There was nothing like taking a walk at midnight. He usually was more active at night anyhow, so there was nothing new there. Strong legs carried him at an easy pace. His ears pricked forward as he looked up at the full moon in the sky. It was a nice spring night, actually. Very warm. Above him, bats flew across the black sky. They squeaked as they used their echolocation to pinpoint their prey before attacking. Most of them were bats who ate bugs, and even some fruit bats. He looked up at them with a curious glitter in his eyes. Oh, how he wished he, too, had wings to soar those open night skies and enjoy the wind in his face. He would love to do that. He wished he could, but alas, he was stuck on land. For eternity.
He snorted as he suddenly came to a halt, head slightly lowered, ears perfectly erect upon his head. Nostrils flared before he spun around to face another equine. She was a mare, about his size, and pure black in color. He looked at her, taking a step closer. She was curious of him and seemed to have been following him for the past five minutes, and he wasn't okay with that. His stomach rumbled like thunder and he glared at the mare. She took a step back, ears pricking forward toward him. His nostrils flared as he lunged at her, snapping out toward her muzzle. She squealed and turned around, kicking out at him. His head tossed upward to avoid getting hit.
The mare kicked out at him again, but just with one leg this time. She missed him completely, almost purposely it seemed. He screamed out toward her before rearing and lashing out with his fore legs. Coming down ontop of her back, she spun around as he stayed hooked onto her, hooves digging into her sides. Getting off of her, he moved twisted his head so his nose pointed upward and suck his fangs into her throat. She shrieked in terror, pain, and surprise as her she her blood was sucked dry. Blood ran down his face before he let the mare drop to the ground. She twitched as she laid there. Her blood was mighty delicious, though. He continued to walk through the sands, following alongside the ocean as it rolled in and back out to sea.
Gender: Stallion
Side: Dark
Physical Description: He was dun in color with black points, like all duns had. He had no socks or stockings. On his face, he had a small and very faint star. His mane and tail weren't too long, but rather wavy and ratty at the same time. He stands at 15.2hh, pretty tall for a Mustang.
Example Post: { This is taken from another rpg. Hope it's alright. (: }
The full, silver moon was beginning to rise into the night sky. It reflected in the ocean waters, creatures diving further down into the ocean depths to rest. However, one creature-- one land creature was out and about. His hooves hit softly against the cool sands as he traveled from one end of the beach to the other. The beach was silent besides the waves crashing against the shore, lapping at it gently before rolling back out to sea. It was quite peaceful and it set his mind at ease as he walked carefully down the beach, avoidng each carcass he passed. He knew about this place. It was like disaster waiting to happen for any creature that walked upon these lands. Each rotting carcass he passed, he inspected. There wasn't as many as he thought, but it seemed like a lot. He snorted. What a way to end your life. Dying from eating the posoinous grasses. He was smarter than that, however.
There was nothing like taking a walk at midnight. He usually was more active at night anyhow, so there was nothing new there. Strong legs carried him at an easy pace. His ears pricked forward as he looked up at the full moon in the sky. It was a nice spring night, actually. Very warm. Above him, bats flew across the black sky. They squeaked as they used their echolocation to pinpoint their prey before attacking. Most of them were bats who ate bugs, and even some fruit bats. He looked up at them with a curious glitter in his eyes. Oh, how he wished he, too, had wings to soar those open night skies and enjoy the wind in his face. He would love to do that. He wished he could, but alas, he was stuck on land. For eternity.
He snorted as he suddenly came to a halt, head slightly lowered, ears perfectly erect upon his head. Nostrils flared before he spun around to face another equine. She was a mare, about his size, and pure black in color. He looked at her, taking a step closer. She was curious of him and seemed to have been following him for the past five minutes, and he wasn't okay with that. His stomach rumbled like thunder and he glared at the mare. She took a step back, ears pricking forward toward him. His nostrils flared as he lunged at her, snapping out toward her muzzle. She squealed and turned around, kicking out at him. His head tossed upward to avoid getting hit.
The mare kicked out at him again, but just with one leg this time. She missed him completely, almost purposely it seemed. He screamed out toward her before rearing and lashing out with his fore legs. Coming down ontop of her back, she spun around as he stayed hooked onto her, hooves digging into her sides. Getting off of her, he moved twisted his head so his nose pointed upward and suck his fangs into her throat. She shrieked in terror, pain, and surprise as her she her blood was sucked dry. Blood ran down his face before he let the mare drop to the ground. She twitched as she laid there. Her blood was mighty delicious, though. He continued to walk through the sands, following alongside the ocean as it rolled in and back out to sea.