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a beautiful lie; Serenata seeks company
Topic Started: Dec 20 2012, 01:40 AM (277 Views)
ƒierce
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i've not yet begun to defile myself.
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The filly strides with a quiet contemplative demeanor along the marsh-like shoreline for which her father's land was named. Her mother had long ago disappeared, and her sire had been absent for some time. It surprised the young dappled maiden that no other stallion had tried to claim the Dead Lake, but perhaps the reputation of her sire's supposed cruelty and malice kept the other males at bay. Regardless, young Serenata was left to amuse herself and, even in this time of solitude, had had little interaction with her elder brother, Augurian, and younger sister, Forsyte. Though unsaid by her mother, Serenata was the most unique of her siblings. Her coat was splashed in a tobiano fashion, much like her mother. The splashes of color on her pelt were a dark color, perhaps a dark gray or black, but what resided in these large places of color was what made her unique There were dapples of white tinged with silver. Her locks were full and colored a pristine shade of white, and a medium amount of feathering rested on her hooves. She was a chocolate silver dapple tobiano.

Serenata continued her walk down the mossy shore and traveled west toward her favorite part of the land where the trees came closer together, where her form could be shadowed and patterned in shapes of leaves. Her pale brown eyes scour the landscape for signs of her father, siblings, and herdmates. Upon finding nothing, the young maiden comes to a stop beneath the billowing branches of a willow. It wouldn't be long before she could find her own home, before the stallions of Kormada would seek her out. Would she succumb to their whims? Or simply bind them to her own? Regardless of these thoughts, Serenata sought to see about the goings-on with her father's herd. A shrill cry parts her alabaster lips and echoes out across the land and sickly lake. Who would respond to her call?
and i am a painful truthserenata . female . 2 years . n/a . draft . chocolate silver dapple tobiano . 16.2 hands . omen x selainer . living with father
Edited by ƒierce, Dec 20 2012, 04:03 PM.
ƒierce   (adj.)   ferocious; bold; intense; dauntless
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