Post by spade on Jul 9, 2007 15:54:59 GMT -5
Anemic
none
5 spring seasons
Analusian/Arabian
16.2 hh
stallion
dark
dapple gray
yellowed white
Anemic (uh-nee-mick) is quite a young troubled soul. He has a lot of disclosed past that he hates sharing with anybody. He is deathly afraid of his father (Skarlett) and will do anything to gain his approval. He tries to live up to his brother's (Disease) reputation but fails horribly. He takes all his frustation out on pretty much anyone who happens to pass. When he's in a good mood he can be pretty charming though.
Sweat poured off of my already drenched pelt. The rain was pounding and I was hating every second of it. Water was my only enemy. Cold and dark, you never know what lurks at the bottom of ponds or pools or even puddles. I was always careful about things such as these. I am still alive because of this. There are so many incidents I can remember that if I hadn't of been careful I would've died. Most of these things are learned from being in solitude for most of my life. I liked being alone. It gave me room to think about all of the things that were worth thinking about. That was all that mattered. Being careful and thinking straight. I had no idea where I was going and had no clue where I'd come from. I found a gnarled tree to rest beneath. Its dry branches offered security and relief from the pouring rain. I was happy to have a chance to dry off. Who knows where this road I'm following will lead to. I just hope its someplace fairly pretty and quiet. These things I'm used to...
