Post by Vel on Feb 26, 2010 18:22:46 GMT -5
They call me Jack. At least that is what I have been told my calling is. For al I know, it could be something different.
Let me tell you a bit about myself.
My blood is Irish Sport Horse.
I am a male.
I've been on this planet for four and a half years now.
I stand at 16.3hh
My pelt is dark bay. Dark enough to make me look black in dull lighting.
My banners are a rich ebony.
My optics are a very dark amber.
I have four white stockings. They reach just past my hocks and my knees.
A thick, white stripe blemishes my face.
I washed upon this island with a black halter on my crown.
I do not know who I ally with. I don't even know where I am or why I am here for that matter. Some horses call me mad, and some, call me different. I'm nt sure what to believe because I think I am pretty normal myself, but I'll let you be the judge of that.
My blood is Irish Sport Horse.
I am a male.
I've been on this planet for four and a half years now.
I stand at 16.3hh
My pelt is dark bay. Dark enough to make me look black in dull lighting.
My banners are a rich ebony.
My optics are a very dark amber.
I have four white stockings. They reach just past my hocks and my knees.
A thick, white stripe blemishes my face.
I washed upon this island with a black halter on my crown.
I do not know who I ally with. I don't even know where I am or why I am here for that matter. Some horses call me mad, and some, call me different. I'm nt sure what to believe because I think I am pretty normal myself, but I'll let you be the judge of that.
