Post by Flaming Ash on Mar 7, 2006 16:54:59 GMT -5
Name:: Flaming Ash
Age:: 2 years
Gender:: Doe
Species:: Black Tailed Deer
Appearance-inside and out-:: She is the same color as any other black tailed doe. She is a tan color with a black tail. She is slim figured. Yet, her mucsels show through her skin and fur. She is strong and tough. Many two-leggeds have crossed her path, yet none have ever fired the shot that would end her life. Few of them ever got a chance to fire a shot in the first place. Her eyes are a red and black. Many mistake her as a Demon deer. If you are close enough it looks as if her eyes are in flames and black ash was coveing her fire. A fire burns within her that many others did not possess. This flame kept her going. It has made her who she is. This flame burns around her heart. It keeps her from loving, from being the normal deer she has always wanted to be. Her slim body and her mucsels make her strong in fights, and sneaky in many other things. You could blink your eyes and she'd had escaped to somewhere else already. Her ears are kind of large. They can detect sound from approximately a mile away. Her nose is soft and delecet. It can smell from approximately the same length as the ears can hear. A mile. Her legs are long and muscular. They run faster than probably anyone else in the forest. 37 mph.
Personality:: Like I said. She is unable to love as long as the fire that possesses her is burning. She doesn't hate many though. She simply preferrs some over others, but never loves. She doesn't care though, because her mother was the same way as her, but her mother said when she found the perfect buck the fire would burn out as if someone dumped a gallon of frezing water on it. "The fire will know when you have met the right buck, yet it will not go out untill you start to feel, not love ,but feel even more specialy for this buck. So special that its the closest thing to love." Her mother would also say. Flaming Ash almost never smiles. She not only can't love, but can't be happy. She can't have emotions that others have. Ever since she was a foal she envied others and their ableness to love and feel. They didn't know what it was like to not be able to feel emotions, to love, not even to love your own mother. No, they wouldn't undeerstand. But she didn't care about that. She coudn't. She coudn't possibly care. No one could ever know what its like to scrape a knee and feel the pain physically, but not being able to show the pain mentally or emotionally.Her emotions were all replaced with the wisdom of all the animals in the world and possibly more. Of course, she can't be a nice being. But she can't be a mean one. She is simply herself, nothing more.
Picture:: Should get it soon.....
History:: Flaming Ash was born an only fawn. Her home was in a small, human covered forest. Her mother was always stern. This was because her mother was so used to not having any emotion at all. Her father was rarely seen in her life. He just couldn't get used to having a daughter who could show no emotions. But he did love her. Dearly. She learned all her skills from her mother. Her mother had told her all about her differences. Flaming Ash could never have any fawn friends at that. She would see every other creature making friends and having a blast. Flaming Ash would just turn away. She would even rather be an animal in eternal pain than not have any motions at all. She would hate the fact, if she could hate at that, that she couldn't even be agery at anything. Everyone thought of her as a Demon. They would stare at her and run away in fear. Little children would run home crying at one glance at her. Flaming Ash wanted badly to tell them she was normall. But that would be lying. When she was old enough she searched the whole forest, which wasn't that much, for the 'perfect buck' that would release her from this flame that ruled her. Having no luck she left the forest in search of the one that would release her, help her, let her love them.
IC:: Flaming Ash lifted her hooves of the soft forest ground as she walked slowly around .She had stumbled across a new forest. Would the buck she was looking for be here? Her hooves left small tracks behind her in the white, cold snow. She could physically feel the cold, but couldn't emotionally. She dug some snow away from under her. She decided that eating would be a good idea at the moment. the grass was frost bitten. Her lips curled back as she bent her neck and took bites out of the cold grass. Her teeth clenched the blades of gras, pullin lightly. Her teeth moved up and down as they chew her lunch. She swallowed making her throat sway. She did this repeatedly. Her ears up and alert for any thing coming her way. Taking her final swallow, Flaming Ash arched her neck back up. She walked over to a tree and rubbed against it in attempt to scare away an itch that had made a home on her side. The rough bark scratched her skin. She backed from the tree, feeling better, but unable to show it......
Other:: Hmmm..... not much to say that I didn't mention..... Is my app long enough? If not I can add more......
Age:: 2 years
Gender:: Doe
Species:: Black Tailed Deer
Appearance-inside and out-:: She is the same color as any other black tailed doe. She is a tan color with a black tail. She is slim figured. Yet, her mucsels show through her skin and fur. She is strong and tough. Many two-leggeds have crossed her path, yet none have ever fired the shot that would end her life. Few of them ever got a chance to fire a shot in the first place. Her eyes are a red and black. Many mistake her as a Demon deer. If you are close enough it looks as if her eyes are in flames and black ash was coveing her fire. A fire burns within her that many others did not possess. This flame kept her going. It has made her who she is. This flame burns around her heart. It keeps her from loving, from being the normal deer she has always wanted to be. Her slim body and her mucsels make her strong in fights, and sneaky in many other things. You could blink your eyes and she'd had escaped to somewhere else already. Her ears are kind of large. They can detect sound from approximately a mile away. Her nose is soft and delecet. It can smell from approximately the same length as the ears can hear. A mile. Her legs are long and muscular. They run faster than probably anyone else in the forest. 37 mph.
Personality:: Like I said. She is unable to love as long as the fire that possesses her is burning. She doesn't hate many though. She simply preferrs some over others, but never loves. She doesn't care though, because her mother was the same way as her, but her mother said when she found the perfect buck the fire would burn out as if someone dumped a gallon of frezing water on it. "The fire will know when you have met the right buck, yet it will not go out untill you start to feel, not love ,but feel even more specialy for this buck. So special that its the closest thing to love." Her mother would also say. Flaming Ash almost never smiles. She not only can't love, but can't be happy. She can't have emotions that others have. Ever since she was a foal she envied others and their ableness to love and feel. They didn't know what it was like to not be able to feel emotions, to love, not even to love your own mother. No, they wouldn't undeerstand. But she didn't care about that. She coudn't. She coudn't possibly care. No one could ever know what its like to scrape a knee and feel the pain physically, but not being able to show the pain mentally or emotionally.Her emotions were all replaced with the wisdom of all the animals in the world and possibly more. Of course, she can't be a nice being. But she can't be a mean one. She is simply herself, nothing more.
Picture:: Should get it soon.....
History:: Flaming Ash was born an only fawn. Her home was in a small, human covered forest. Her mother was always stern. This was because her mother was so used to not having any emotion at all. Her father was rarely seen in her life. He just couldn't get used to having a daughter who could show no emotions. But he did love her. Dearly. She learned all her skills from her mother. Her mother had told her all about her differences. Flaming Ash could never have any fawn friends at that. She would see every other creature making friends and having a blast. Flaming Ash would just turn away. She would even rather be an animal in eternal pain than not have any motions at all. She would hate the fact, if she could hate at that, that she couldn't even be agery at anything. Everyone thought of her as a Demon. They would stare at her and run away in fear. Little children would run home crying at one glance at her. Flaming Ash wanted badly to tell them she was normall. But that would be lying. When she was old enough she searched the whole forest, which wasn't that much, for the 'perfect buck' that would release her from this flame that ruled her. Having no luck she left the forest in search of the one that would release her, help her, let her love them.
IC:: Flaming Ash lifted her hooves of the soft forest ground as she walked slowly around .She had stumbled across a new forest. Would the buck she was looking for be here? Her hooves left small tracks behind her in the white, cold snow. She could physically feel the cold, but couldn't emotionally. She dug some snow away from under her. She decided that eating would be a good idea at the moment. the grass was frost bitten. Her lips curled back as she bent her neck and took bites out of the cold grass. Her teeth clenched the blades of gras, pullin lightly. Her teeth moved up and down as they chew her lunch. She swallowed making her throat sway. She did this repeatedly. Her ears up and alert for any thing coming her way. Taking her final swallow, Flaming Ash arched her neck back up. She walked over to a tree and rubbed against it in attempt to scare away an itch that had made a home on her side. The rough bark scratched her skin. She backed from the tree, feeling better, but unable to show it......
Other:: Hmmm..... not much to say that I didn't mention..... Is my app long enough? If not I can add more......
