Name: Figurado (Pretty sure it is 'Golden girl' in Spanish. xD)
Gender: Female
Age: 2
Story:
Figurado has always been a purky, fun mare. Her father always supported
her, but his way just wasn't hers, same for her mother, but she seemed
to pay less attention to the filly. Although that never effected her
positive attitude and personality towards others, everybody in the herd
well respected her but at times found her too immature.
Till one
day, when she was still very young, she wondered from her mother whom
was occupied by the lushous jade green grass at her hooves. Soon the
grass that tickled the underside of Figurado's hooves scraped her frog,
and the tall, healthy trees crumbled over in decay. She grew wary, but
being the foal she was, curiousity drove her further. Figuardo looked
behind her, muscles strainging in her neck like her whole body from the
long travel, to actually realize she was completely and utterly lost.
She
forced herself to forget the fact she was alone in the unpleasant terra
and anxously moved further into the undergrowth. The filly would shy
and panic at every rustling leaf - to every demented looking root that
was struck above the dry earth.
Night passed and she refused to
sleep, following a herd of as equaly frightened deer, until before she
knew it, she was months older and wiser. She had traveled so deep into
the never-ending wood that she couldn't even find a familiar clearing.
Ever sense she has been trying to find her way out, but danger creeps
closer.
Picture:
Done by me, no stealy.
Gender: Female
Age: 2
Story:
Figurado has always been a purky, fun mare. Her father always supported
her, but his way just wasn't hers, same for her mother, but she seemed
to pay less attention to the filly. Although that never effected her
positive attitude and personality towards others, everybody in the herd
well respected her but at times found her too immature.
Till one
day, when she was still very young, she wondered from her mother whom
was occupied by the lushous jade green grass at her hooves. Soon the
grass that tickled the underside of Figurado's hooves scraped her frog,
and the tall, healthy trees crumbled over in decay. She grew wary, but
being the foal she was, curiousity drove her further. Figuardo looked
behind her, muscles strainging in her neck like her whole body from the
long travel, to actually realize she was completely and utterly lost.
She
forced herself to forget the fact she was alone in the unpleasant terra
and anxously moved further into the undergrowth. The filly would shy
and panic at every rustling leaf - to every demented looking root that
was struck above the dry earth.
Night passed and she refused to
sleep, following a herd of as equaly frightened deer, until before she
knew it, she was months older and wiser. She had traveled so deep into
the never-ending wood that she couldn't even find a familiar clearing.
Ever sense she has been trying to find her way out, but danger creeps
closer.
Picture:
Done by me, no stealy.
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