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Aye, this was the life. Her long, slender neck rested on the frigid ground, soaking up the damp air that it released. Her pallid bodice enlarged with the burden of full lungs, then contracted as the air released with a swoosh. She elongated her neck, stretching it to grasp a blade of golden grass. The sun kissed her snowy coat, leaving it shimmering as she relaxed in the middle of the open field.

But wait, velvety ears flickered at an approaching movement in the grasses surrounding her. Paperthin nares quivered in instictivly. Scrambling to her feet, she glanced about, hazel eyes scanning the unknown territory with wary and experienced eyes. The harsh scream of a wildcat threw her off balance as it flew at her, nails unsheathed and stretched t'ward her petite, barely 14hh body.

  As she stumbled, the cat barely nicked 'er pale body and tumbled over her onto the ground b'hind.  With a cool and calculating attack, she approached its down form and raised her peached hooves above in a high, arching rear, that writhed her petite form. With a crash, she brought them down upon the now lifeless body. There she stood, shaking with a mixture of fury and fear, cremello pelt barely

nicked from the fight.
But there'd been others. 'Er startling white form stood out among the other equines and made her an unsurprsing target for all sorts of predators. She'd learned to not fuss at a wound, she'd had many; and had become an unlikely competitor. Seperating herself from other equines so as not to put them in harms way, she'd become a loner, her odd color still making 'er a
 
 target for such attacks.
 
Sighing heavily, she left the body and began to
trod along to the next terrain. Pausing, she lifted her muzzle into the air, nares widening as the smell of equines hit her. She'd go to them, she thought. Perhaps then she could get some rest. She left bloody hoofprints behind her.
-done-

 
 
 

NAME: calypso
PRONOUNCIATION: cal-ip-so
MEANING: From greek myth
NICKNAMES: caly
 
GENDER: female
AGE: three years
BREED: [welsh pony x miniature horse] x arabian
COAT: cremello
MANE: cream
TAIL: cream
EYES: chocolate
HOOVES: neutral
MARKINGS: none
 
HEIGHT: 12.3 hh
BODY TYPE: a little dumpy, round hips
SCARS: none
DEFORMITIES: none
 
ALLIANCE: light
STATUS: loner
INTELLIGENCE: 57%
DIAGNOSIS: napoleon syndrome
HEALTH: good
 
LIKES: flirting
DISLIKES: being ignored
FEARS:
 
PERSONALITY:
 
calypso has a bit of napoleon syndrome. she can be a jerk sometimes if she's not careful, or step on some people's feelings. she's still a little naive, although she pretends to be worldly. caly has high pain tolerance: physically and emotionally, until suddenly she'll snap every once in a while and just bawl. she bundles up her emotions a lot. calypso is a total party animal; a fun horse to be around. she's sort of like the popular kids in school. they're jerks, but you still want to hang around them. (think regina, from mean girls) caly's a total flirt, but she can also be argumentative sometimes. she's independent, and likes to make up her own decisions.
 
 
 
 
HISTORY:
 
 
 
QUOTES:
SONGS:
 
"pass that dutch" by missy elliot
 
ACTIVE?:
 
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