Post by brittanyboomer on Sept 8, 2012 21:37:29 GMT -8
Edeen -- Esme -- Rivers !
BASICS...
Face Claim: Britt Robertson.
Full Name: Edeen Asme Rivers.
Nicknames: Eddie.
Hair Colour: Blonde.
Eye Colour: Blue.
Height: 5'7.
Age: 18.
Gender: Female.
Occupation: Student.
Team:
Goal for HA: Edeen came here for one reason, and one reason alone; horses. She wants to better herself as a rider, and rise to the top. Though that is not her most important goal. She want's to be surrounded by horses and learn all she can about them. Photography is second. She would like to become a professional photographer! Then of course friends. Though she tends to keep to herself, she loves friends.
Five Likes:
- Animals.
- Photography.
- Guys.
- Parties.
- Writing.
Five Dislikes:
- Waiting.
- Cold.
- Rude People.
- People who breed the 'broken back' GSD.
- Wasps.
HOME LIFE...
Parents: June & Gage Rivers.
Siblings: Dean Rivers. [23/brother]
Other: Dasko - 5 year old, black bi color, male German Shepherd Dog. Trained in shnutzhund.
Rin - 8 months old, black and tan Beauceron with pricked ears.
Riding History: The Rivers never owned a horse, but had family that did. Edeen has always seemed to be mesmorized by the magestic beauty. As a child, she would always stop and stare at the screen if there was a horse present. One day while visiting her grandparents, they insisted she ride one of they're horses. Edeen rode her first horse at the age of 4 on a laid back american paint mare. Since that day, she never wanted to leave her grandparents. Luckily, they only lived an hour away. So every other week, she went to they're house.
When she was 10, her grandparents gave her her first horse. She was a gorgeous chestnet overo, american paint horse. She was perfect, even though her name was Wraith. As she got older, and her experience grew, she knew she needed a new horse. So her parents bought her a Dutch Warmblood. That's when she began to shine. Do not worry! Wraith was never sold, and Edeen made sure to give her all the love she needed. Wraith became her pleasure horse.
Edeen showed in some competitions. Show jumping seemed to be her favorite. But she knew she needed something more. And that's what brought her to Hollow Aspen.
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ABOUT YOU...
Name/Alias: Brittany / Boomer.
Age: 19.
Years RPing: Over 7 now. lost track.
RL Horse Experience: i love horses! but i don't have as much experience as i wish. all i know is from books. though i do ride my friends horses everyone blue moon.
Example Post: starter for my fursona.You see, everything in life changes. Things evolve, and adapt. Life takes the week under it's wing, showing them a life of hell. But once there, they can't return. They have no choice but to accept what was forced on them, and grow.
Crimson liquid laced the beasts jaw line, soon trickling down her muzzle. Drip... Drip. The liquid fell, joining the pool of blood that stained and sprawled out in front of the beats large paws. The growl that rumbling in her system did not resemble the wolf she appeared to be. But that of a dragon. She was large, and peculiar. She was not a creature that should be on this Earth. A creature of legends, she should be. She was tall, long and slender. But her muscle definition was ever clear. She was the very picture of a wolf and dragon, converged into one. This victims mistakeSTAFF POSITIONSHer eyes. They were a bright blue. A color of innocence. They were ripped of a pupil. She looked like a amaurotic beast; easy prey. In fact, she could see perfectly, if not better. The wolf had dug it's own grave the minute he turned a fang to her. Snorting, she shook her cranium, 'causing blood splatter here and there. The beast rose her crest, eyes looking up to the moon. It sent a calming chill over her frame, 'causing her muscles to shiver slightly. A strange sensation she had been lacking these past couple months.
What had happened to the old KumacSTAFF POSITIONSEven she remembered the days she was surrounded by loved ones. She had loved everything and everyone, and others couldn't help but to return her love after meeting her. She was happy with her life once. Loved it. At one point, she didn't have a mean bone in her body. Even finding it hard to take down pray to survive. But life has that funny way of changing people. She grew meaner and flint-hearted, her heart slowly freezing over. She now secluded herself, keeping away from her mate, her sister. And even her own pack. Yet while others pushed her away, and looked at her with fear and disgust, the moon never pushed her away. It always gave her that chill that made her feel wanted. Even for a second. She would remember the old, happy go lucky Kumac, and how she wished she could go back. But she felt too far gone to turn back. She was no longer a creature of the goddess.
But the serenity of the moons comforts and the silence was shattered by the fluttering of wings. Long audit's fell flat against her skull. She reared up, long thick claws extended and saber fangs reached out hungrily for the destroyer of her placidity. But they slammed shut with nothing but air. Not like she could strangle that. Landing with a loud thud back on the Earth's surface, Kumac shook her pelt, raising her long tail slightly as she headed on her way. She was on a path were she didn't know the destination. A wondering soul. As she always had been. As she always will be.