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Post by hawksong on Oct 20, 2007 7:43:33 GMT -5
In case anyone's wondering, I'm the same person as Hawksong, the guest. Just to clarify. And also, there really should be a personality thing on here. I’ll leave it as is, for now. Name-Hawksong Age-3 years Gender-Mare Breed-Abaco Barb Color-Brindle Markings-None Scars-Many, most on back legs&sides, some on neck&head Tame/Wild-Wild Personality- History-Hawksong once was a tame horse named Tiger. Her owners were lazy, feckless, stupid, good-for-nothing incompetents. They thought she was a gelding, for cryin' out loud! Unfortunately, idle hands are the devil's workshop-they whipped her and otherwise abused her. Sometimes just because they felt like it. She stuck with them anyway, because they fed her. One day, one of them got drunk, and tried to force her into human clothes, size XXL. She decided she’d had enough. He got a kick in the head and a stomp on the leg. She got the philosophical “get out of jail free card”. She was looking for other horses when a cougar attacked her. Its claws cut off her bridle. With the last tie to those idiots-she hesitated to call them her owners-gone, she renamed herself Hawksong. Pic-
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Post by OldWest on Oct 21, 2007 22:48:59 GMT -5
accapted
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