Role Play Here

Warning, not like the movie

Form:

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Crush:

Mate:

Foals:

Personality:

Looks:

Horses:

Rain- MarieDarcy97

Mine:

Name:Rain

Age: ya

Gender: Female

Crush: Nope, not yet

Mate: Looking

Foals: Wants

Personality: smart, loving, shy, sweet

Looks:

Name: Spirit

Age: YA

Gender: male

Crush: Rain

Mate: none

Foals: none

Personality: meet me

Looks:

I'm totally joining! ( I love the movie )

Name: Dark Secret. "Some call me Blade, though."

Age: Young Adult. "I would say, about three or four years? The normal, healthy horse age."

Gender: Male. "Or you could say Brute."

Crush: "Trust me. I don't fall for people that easily."

Mate: "Nope, in all of the years I have been here."

Foals: "They are cute. But if I never had a mate, how would I have Foals?"

Personality: "Sometimes I am calm and sweet. But mostly, I am energetic and fun to be with. I am very kind. What is 'kind' exactly? Kind is a horse who would give up their food and miss a meal. It is a horse who would never hurt others unless needed to. But otherwise, I could be rude sometimes, and I am very strong. It is in account to how others treat me on how I act."

Looks: "I am pure black, silky, all over. My hair is straight and black, with a twinge of shine. Don't ask me on how I keep my coat and hair so nice.

I also have light greenish-blue eyes, and a tiny streak of white on my back. That white streak is acually a scar, but it has somewhat healed and became white. I do have a stray rope around my neck, though, when the Humans caught me."

History: "I was born in the herd, as every horse is. Me, Rain, and Spirit were good friends. We would play in the river and mess with the buffalo. In the Winter, we would try to lick the icicles, but we were just Foals, so it was hard, which made it fun. We also used to play 'tag' as some call it, and chase after hawks. One day, as I was older and a Young Adult, I was chasing after a hawk when Rain and Spirit stopped and warned me not to go further. I looked up and saw the hawk, cawing and flying away. I chased  it, thinking: I will win! But instead of me catching the hawk, the Humans caught me. They threw ropes all over me, calling me a 'rare'. I scrambled about, then one snapped as I fell. I saw it was one of the ropes that had caught me, and i neighed loudly. I bucked, but somehow, I blacked out with a sharp pain to my back. I felt it jagging down my side, and I fell.

I woke up in a large, wooden thing. Somehow, they had tied me to a post. But I was strong. I broke the post and ran, choking myself as the rope broke. I realized, as I came back to the herd, that I have been gone for months."

Please read the whole thing ; it gives you clues on how to treat him and how to greet him.

Spirit- eats

Dark Secret braced himself, and walked up to Spirit. "Hey." He said, trying to shrug off the memories. "I'm back." He didn't know why he was acting all calm about it, but the rope around his neck was bugging him. "Do you know who I am?" He said.

Spirit- lifts head Dark? Is that really you?

Dark Secret nods. "Yup. But call me Blade." He smiled, and pawed at the ground with his left hoof. "Believe it." He pranced around Spirit. "I can't WAIT to tell you the adventure I had! You would be SO jealous!"

Spirit- smiles Ya, I dont think so Blade.

Blade/Dark Secret stopped prancing and threw his mane back, showing the rope. "Scared, you would be." He looked at his scar. "But jealous you couldn't be at the adventure! But it wasn't THAT fun..."

Spirit- snorts I wouldnt be scared.

Blade scoffed. "Totally, you would."

Spirit- stomps Would not!!!

Blade trotted around him. "Would too. And I bet on a hawk!" He started running after a hawk, then turned around, hoping Spirit would get the clue.

Spirit- runs after the hawk

I am listening to sound the bugle...

Blade runs faster in front of him. "Ha!"

Spirit- runs infrount of him so he cant pass

Dark Secret runs to the side and catches up with him, then runs by the hawk, then passes the hawk. He remembered the days when him, Rain, and Spirit used to race eachother and the hawk. He always won.

Spirit- makes a turn into the canyon