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THIS IS A 1x1 RP, PLEASE DO NOT POST UNLESS YOUR NAME IS IN THE TITLE. YOU MAY READ ALONG. THANK YOU.
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Okay, so just a little on my character he is 10 years old, he is a seal brown stallion with bright green eyes and one white pastern, and his name is Sea Lion but everyone either calls him Lion, Black Beard, or Dangerous lol. He is 18 hh, 1,500 pounds of pure muscle. That's about it... other than he is very grumpy, doesn't like other horses, has been alone his whole life, and never starts a fight.
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My character is a 9 1/2 yr old mare with a chestnut/black chimera coat, sabino marks, and dark brown eyes. She is named Saint and she is really only called Wanderer. She is 15.6hh with a fair amount of muscle and a build made for running. Saint is a more curious type and loves exploring.
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Okay, want to start where we were? I'll copy and paste my last comment
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Okay, posting now... please stand by... (and be careful, I wrote like a fourth thousand word long post that makes just about as much sense as a hot pink skunk does.)
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Lion reached the small river soon, and took a deep drink. He saw that the mare stayed a little ways back. "I can think of a couple reasons you are staying some ways away, some I can understand and some I can't. You believe what the horses said and are scared but curious. You feel afraid you might make me angry if you get to close, and You don't want ME to feel uncomfortable if you get to close. At least one of those is accurate, and the other you might not think but I think is also accurate." He smiled wryly. "You are wrong that I would be uncomfortable with you getting too close. Yes, I have lived alone all my life but I'm also a 18 hand high hunk of muscle. If it didn't want you near me, you'd be either dead or on the other side of the plain by now. That leads to the second reason. You might NOT be afraid that I get angry if you get too close, but that could very possibly be true." He was half rambling to confuse her and half rambling because he wanted to tAlk... and a little but more to annoy her to death so she would go away. Lion drank another sip, watching for a reaction
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Sorry that took so long-)
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Saint shook her head and came up beside him. She bent her head down and drank from the water. She looked at him for a moment, thinking carefully before picking her head up and pricking one of her ears. With a smile, Saint replied "My name is Saint".
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