Post by ~*M i a*~ on Jun 3, 2009 0:09:29 GMT -5
Name: Flyleaf
Gender: Mare
Color: Dapple Gray
Breed: Quarab
Height: 15 hands
About Her- Sometimes when the loliness has sent her heart aching to the core, she ponders to the past. Before the war had stripped her of everything, before its cruel eyes gazed upon her leaving her fragile and alone. Before all this, in a time that is often pushed aside and considered the lovely but lost past. In this time, in her very own form, Flyleaf lived. Unlike many others she was not born into the burden of living as Ransom, She was once A superb mare. One of extravagant beauty and divine looks. As a foal, colts would follow her like puppy dogs. When they would flatter her she would just perk her ears flamboyantly and walk away. Some perceived her as a free spirit, saying she had this spark in her soul, it was true in everyway. When the war began, her being naive got the best of her. She stayed behind refusing to leave her beloved homestead. One day as she was prancing through the woods she caught eyes with a fiery. This tricky stallion reached inside her stole her spark, and threw it aside. Who knows though maybe he just left a atomic sized spark, ready any second to approach the surface and make itself heard.
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