called xanthia

has seen 5 winters

forever a fae

descendant of Rocky Mountain Horses

colored rich brown

tassels hued golden

standing at 15.2 hands high

hard to figure out. knows what she wants, though she may not let you know what it is. can be teasing, though is usually serious. don't mess with her unless you have a death wish. if that is so, go ahead. she'll enjoy killing you.

purely tainted

marked with silver dapples, and a skinny blaze adorns her face



example post: (from another rpg)
The mare was alone. So she thought, for nothing was to be heard but for the normal sounds of nature and her own breathing. She was quite used to roaming by herself, and this time seemed no different. Until her orbs clung to the strangest sight in a long while. A large red brute standing with his head down, but not grazing. The fae tossed her head once, attempting to clear her orbs. She must be seeing things, yes, that must be it...

She glanced again. Nope, not seeing things. He glanced up and started, obviously sighting her. Silence widened her eyes a bit, not quite sure how to react. She had never encountered a possibly mental equine before...

She held her banner high, swishing it once or twice, but keeping auds pricked and alert. The first words out of his maw greatly confused her, and she have him an incredulous look, raising her brow, but staying silent. The second phrase was easier to understand, though still quite on the strange side. Ah, this would be amusing. Greetings, Surreal. I am Silence. She paused, pondering her next thought. What, may I ask, were you doing over there? Watching the bugs? She added this thought silently in her head, not wanting the brute to think she was rude. Or weird. Not that it appeared to matter at this point, seeing as the brute was rather strange himself. She gave him another dubious look with her dark orbs.