Post by Aveilia {Saphy} ♥ on Dec 22, 2008 18:17:51 GMT -5
Named By The Book :+
Sparrow [Spa-re-rrowh]
I've Seen The Same Sun Rise And Fall +
For five long years.
Day in, and day out.
Never faltering in the least.
This Coat Isn't Only For Looks +
As soon as your eyes meet my burning black flesh, you are sucked in, no escaping the stories you find there, like an open book, clearly and visibly spotted by the naked eye. Each hair upon my back carries a truly devising, kniving and simply well thought out life, having it's fair share of loss, grief, but somehow the shine seems to grow stronger each time one is hurting - feeding off others pain.
With A Flick Of The Tail You Can Tell +
My rugged features, only tameable through your wildest dreams dub me a male. My muscular build, the way I strut about, carrying my head high. You must take all of this into high consideration.
The Physical Picture Lied +
Many have a hard time guessing my breeding, even though all the same I myself find it ridiculously obvious to figure out. Every bone, every hair stictched onto my body screams Friesian with a never dieing radiance of pride, mingled with the aire of disgust.
Sure, I am proud of my unusual breeding, but with it comes a price to pay. Like all friesians, I am heavily built - created solely to walk this earth on four legs in sucess. 17 hands is where you will find me, standing above the rest - okay okay, maybe I'm not quite 17 hands but I am quite a good liar when I need to be. Who's really measuring here?
My eyes glow a liquid topaz in the light of the moon, if you are so fortunate as to witness this, and live to tell the tale. But shh, this will be a secret between you and me.
Mentally I Am +
Insane _ Unpredictable _ Ruthless
|I am my master|
|I stand alone|
|My structure is strong|
|Just like a stone|
You'd better watch out. I'm warning you once, and only once. I'm an evil son of a pregnant dog; I grant no one my mercy, the unexistant line between what one thinks and wants. Clever aren't I? You'd better watch your step. When I see an advantage I strike. Like a cougar sinking it's teeth into a warm piece of fresh kill. I am a steel trap, hidden in the darkness, ready to strike.
I don't play by the rules. I play by my own rules. Life's alot more fun that way. Pathetic, morbid figures bowing to your feet out of fear. Wanting your approval, or perhaps, their lives to be spared. We're playing with the big boys now, no more foolishness. I beat to the sound of my own drummer. My blood runs cold in my veins, filtering into something greather, to keep this big beast going everyday. To keep that dream alive.
|I stand here|
|Waiting for you|
|Just give it a shot|
|I dare you to|
The Ones That Mirror My Geneotype +
[ Aveilia ] = = > neutral . arabian . mare .
Sparrow's Picture - -
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Picture {c} Wolfpaw
Content {c} Saphy
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