sinistra
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Post by sinistra on Jun 4, 2008 7:02:03 GMT 10
Name: Sinistra
Breed: Friesian
Gender: stallion
Age: 11 years
Height: 17 hands
Coat Color: Black
Mane/Tail Color: Black...
Eye Color: Dark amber
Image: gallery.photo.net/photo/5275016-lg.jpg (This isn't mine, all credit to Wojtek Kwiatkowski
Herd Position: None. He hasn't joined a herd yet.
Herd: None.
Sire: Satuirn
Dam: Amiciti
Personality: Sinistra is calm and is not easily upsetted. He is very tolerant and loves to play around with foals. Sinistra is a more serious horse. He values honesty and faith in another horse. Sinistra is slightly vain, though he doesn't push the limits. While being serious, Sinistra isn't pushy. He enjoys mares to their fullest and doesn't mind a few snaps in return. He has an enormous amount of patience and has a great sense of chivralry and gentle compassion. He would rather love and be loved in return than force. Sinistra would never harm a mare; he is more like a protector. Sinistra would help anyone in need; he has a kind and loving temperment. Yet, Sin does have a powerful temper. He would never get mad at mares unless they left him, but his rage is something to fear. Blood rises into his eyes and he will kill anything in his path. It takes alot to rise up his Blood Wrath, but if someone does, better clear out. He has plenty of battle experience and is not one to provoke. While Sinistra is usually sensitive, compassionate, and kind, he has his bad days and they aren't too good either. He can be social when the mood fits him, but he's no butterfly. When he wants to be alone, that is what he will do. Sinistra is used to getting his way and doesn't mind showing it off. He is a bit of a flirt and knows a pretty female when he sees one. He doesn't mind showing off for the ladies and has no problem putting a colt in his place. As kind as he is, Sinistra stands for no disobedience wherever he goes. The stag hates being put down by those of higher rank and submission is always the last option. But he isn't stupid. Sinistra will back off if a fight is going badly. Unless it is over one of his favorite mares, Sinistra won't fight to the death. This makes him seem cowardly, though he is everything but.
History: Sinistra was born on the wild side. His mother was a loner. She had ran away from her mate because her spirit was free and wild; she didn't want to stay in one place. Her wildness attracted many a stallion and she spent days protecting her foal from their eager viciousness. But Sinistra grew faster than anyone had suspected. After awhile he could simply act as her mate instead of her foal. Sinistra got plenty of battle experience that way. But in a fire, Sinistra drained all of his energy trying to herd a lost foal out of the fatal flames and was trapped. Fearful of dying yet not wanting to leave her only son, Sinistra finally kicked her in his fear that she would die for him and she jumped over a smaller section of the fire. However she only went to a cliff edge where she could stand and search for him. Sinistra struggled to remain conscious during three torurous hours of lying surrounded by a flaming inferno. Rain fell in torrents and kept the area around him wet but did not put out the fire completely. But plenty of sparks hit him and caused him infinite pain. The black stallion still has those scars today. Eventually the plain fire ran out and his mother; Sharra; ran to him. She was heart broken to see her son, immobilized and laced with burns on the ground. Terrified and trying to save him, she found help in the form of the local stallion. He helped to pull Sinistra into the water and found on in an elderly mare who knew certain healing herbs. The leader saw how pretty she was and let the healer go with her. The healer was astonished by how much the colt had gone through and even with her experience was worried he might not live. But Sinistra did and in debt, Sharra and Sinistra joined the new herd. But Sinistra knew it was only so long before he was kicked out. He was loath to leave his mother but was forced to. For about two years, Sinistra roamed up and down the seaside, finding company in the waves and cloudy skies. Sinistra loved storms and the wind. He then left, going to find a new herd or even create one of his own.
Example Post: This is from a different site where he had a terra.
Sinistra flicked his arch in silent exaltation. Yes! He wanted to shout. She is the one! I know it, like it is fate! His muzzle was graced with a deeply proud and honestly pleased grin as the ebon stag nodded solemnly though he rejoiced inside. What a beauty she is! She looked like a goddess, a blindingly gorgeous dream that had graced his presence. He wanted to laugh when she complimented his looks. "Look at yourself, darling. You could make any mare who calls themselves pretty blush. And even then, you are certainly more gorgeous anyways." Indeed, she was. Her finely carved features seemed to glow with a luminescent charm that shimmered and danced in the wind. He could believe that she was a heavenly angel, come down to change his oh-so-evil ways.
The ebon stag smiled yet again and watched her as he contemplated his thoughts. She was graceful, beautiful, kind, and generous with her compliments. But that didn't make her simply perfect, right? No, it did make her perfect, in every way! Sinistra knew then and there that he wanted her very much. He longed to show her his serene home, Starfish Beach. To see her grace the sands of his well-protected homeland and to run together under the shady palm trees. To play in the salty waves like moonstruck foals in the golden sunlight! He wanted to introduce her to Evelyn and tell her that she was Queen of Starfish Beach. She would bare him foals and they would be the happiest lovers on the planet. He was sure of that!
"Omnis Terra....." The words slipped from his tongue like water and he let them. They seemed carved out of the dusky air all about them, silvery and glowing, so pretty and graceful. He totally disagreed with her description of her name. It was a name that graced her dainty features, as perfect as she was herself even as that sounded impossible. Yet it had a darker quality, like she had some hidden power that waited for its chance to break loose. "Well, Terra, if I may call you that, I would be blessed as Sinistra, Lord of Starfish Beach. And, I would be very delighted if you would join me there." A secretive smile graced his kissers. "It is such a lovely place with warm sands and tall palm trees that cool the ground beneath them and ferns that line the grasses just before the stretch of trees that helps to guard the treasured place."
"And, it would be blessed with your presence, dear one if you took your place there beside me. "Sinistra took another long step forward so that he stood beside her. His muzzle reached forward to brush against her shoulder. It felt as though the air between them was crackling with lightning, though not with tension. A small smile came over his lips as he touched her shoulder oh-so delicately. Her skin felt softer than rose petals and he thoroughly enjoyed the sensation. The next words were spoken in a deeper, more mature voice, "As my queen..." She only deserved that and more.
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Post by Yuki |Daku| on Jun 4, 2008 16:27:09 GMT 10
Accepted
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