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//The world before my eyes is wan and wasted, just like me//
Her long echoing howl shot through the trees, sending birds scrambling fearfully and chimpmunks chipping up into their nest in the tall pillars of trees. Silvery eyes, set in snow white twinkled in amusment as she watched them scurry quickly to avoid her. Silly things, she thought. She had much bigger prey to catch.
(c)
 
 
//The earth is decrepit, the sky stormy.//
Bloodied fur on her bodice stood out among the trees, from the deer she preyed on. As she padded softly through the darkness, the tweeting of birds stopped as though choked, a dark shiver no doubt running down their delicate spines. Her large head was a eye smarting white, her rusty colored chest and belly shiney usually fading into a golden yellow (c)
 
 
//All the grass is withered.//
if not for the rusty color of old blood. No matter how many times she rinsed herself in streams and rivers, the color permently stained in her coat.
Atop her back, brown and black set in to make a brindle dorsal stripe that ran down to the middle of her tail, leaving only a black ink-drip at the end of her tassel.
She was indeed an odd-colored wolf.
(c)
 
 
//No spring breeze even at this late date//
She breathed in the fresh scents of the forest, belly enlarging and brindled back stretching. Her feelings were hidden in expressionless eyes, as she'd been taught, as was tradition. Her pack believed it weakness to show her feelings and she'd fallen true to the belief in her short years lived, three and one half. She raised her muzzle, sniffing. (c)
 
 
//Just winter clouds swallowing up my tiny reed hut//
Though her slender, lithe body revealed no tiredness, she could feel in her bones the toll of traveling so quickly, so long. It was time for a rest, for her body and her soul. Perhaps then, she would find the peace that her name represented. Zen.
-done-

NAME: omen
PRONOUNCIATION: oh-mehn
MEANING: a sign that something is about to happen
NICKNAMES: none
 
GENDER: male
AGE: nine years
BREED: tarpan x spanish mustang
COAT: silver dun
MANE: black, fades to red
TAIL: black, fades to red
EYES: chocolate
HOOVES: black
MARKINGS: black points and four black stockings
 
HEIGHT: 13.3 hh
BODY TYPE: lean, small, large hips and legs
SCARS:
DEFORMITIES: none
 
ALLIANCE: dark
STATUS: loner
INTELLIGENCE: 81%
DIAGNOSIS: antisocial, sociopath
HEALTH: good
 
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PERSONALITY:
 
omen is an antisocial sociopath. he's the guy you get a bad, ominous feeling around, where you want to avoid him. it's mostly a subconscious feeling- you don't want to be near him. he is really quite ambitious. he wants to be the best. omen is mentally deranged, he can't feel sympathy or empathy for anyone else; making him the perfect serial killer. the funny thing is that when he's around horses he likes, no one would guess how screwed up he actually is. he keeps it hidden. omen cares for his family, but he does not love them. he is essentially a machine in that he doesn't feel remorse for any of his actions.
 
 
 
HISTORY:
 
omen was raised in an abusive neutral herd. his father beat him and his mother. omen grew up torturing small animals, like mice, rabbits, and birds. he wouldn't say he found pleasure from it, he just did it. omen never felt any kind of regret, but did it to continue increasing his power or if someone offended him.
 
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