Playing God

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• Vital Stats

  • Name: Playing God
  • Gender: Male
  • Played by: Nerv-Break
  • Nicknames: God
  • Race: Equine
  • Class: Andalusian x Lusitano x Spanish Mustang x Azteca
  • Age: Five years
  • Body Type: Solid
  • Height: 16hh
  • Weight: Unscaled
  • Complexion: Liver Chestnut
  • Hair: Orange-brown
  • Eyes: Soft brown
  • Relationship Status: Seeking mares
  • Personality: Loyal to those he trusts, flight instincts.
  • Mares: None
  • Herd: None
  • Foals: None

• Description

  If God's the game that you're playing
  Pure adrenaline; survival of the fittest. Perhaps lonesome, wandering beastie was more likely to be found near a water source than to be amongst trees, or high and dry. Colours of fire mixed together, blessing said features with golden brown tones. Honey-like mane, dripping down bleached facials and crest. Limbs tainted by black and grey would strike hard against each lone rock, moving the big ole' oaf in direction of nearest company.
  Well, we must get more acquainted
  The sun rose; blinding lights twinkled into muddy brown jewels that were fixed into sockets. The simple horse's mind did not recognize the beauty of a sunrise, it simply saw those bright lights as the beginning of a day.
  Because it has to be so lonely
  Of course, the soft skin that is draped about said frame was only a cover for what lies beneath Rock-hard muscle and sinew pulled together and held onto bleaches plates. Adaptions had been necessary for survival in environments filled with predators. Flat bleached bones lined his maw, blunt and suited to mulching the slender stalks of emerald grasses. With each breath through the soft skin of his nostrils, huge lungs would grow in size before deflating once again, now hot air rushing out said mouth.
  To be the only one who's Holy.
  
  Song © Paramore