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    Form. :)


    Name:
    Age:
    Gender:
    Apperance:
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    My form! :)


    Name: Anthem
    Age: 4
    Gender: Female
    Apperance:
    Rank: Leader :)


    Join anytime! Once we get... Let's say... 4 horses, we'll start RPing. Okay? Thanks!

    I've read the first book, I forget most of it though. You want to start RPing about how me met?

    Okay so are the positions pretty much the same as that?

    And um, what do you mean about how we met?


    Do you want to make a separate thread for rping so the forms and the story don't get mixed up?


    (Sorry for all the questions, I can't help my self. Once I get confused, you'd better watch out! lol)

    Lol. I what I mean by how we met, is like, how Anthem met Caterpillar. Like, him as a colt or something like that. I dunno. And nah, we can keep the same RPing thing. It really doesn't matter to me tho. And yeah, the positions can be the same,

    OOC: Rofl! Hey Hershal!


    IC: (8 months ago)


    Walking through a pasture alone, Anthem looks around, sensing a form. She walks over to a bush and lifts some of the branches up with her head. She reared back in surprise, for it was a little grey colt. She put her head back under the bush and nudged him to see if he was alive.

    (Squeak! Nibble. Carrots. Do you like my siggy?)


    The foal raised his head slightly. His heard had abandoned him, leaving him here as an easy meal for a predator.

    OOC: ROFL! I love your Siggie!


    IC: Anthem nudged him again and slightly pushed him to get up. SHe didn't want to young colt to be left as a meal.

    (Thanks, I thought it was pretty funny, too. I have to go soon. :( I'll be back on tomorrow, though.)


    The foal slowly got to his feet and hobbled around. He saw fresh green grass and bent down to get some, only to fall over onto his side.

    ( :'( You'll be on tomorrow tho! ^-^)


    IC: She nudged him again and grazed, keeping a watchful eye on him.

    (lol!)


    He ate the fresh grass and gained back some of his lost strength. He was thin, making him look more like a Shetland Pony foal than what he truly was. "Who are you?" he asked the mare.

    "I'm Anthem, you?" she says softly, still grazing. The flies where so bad she had to keep swishing her tail back and forth.

    "I don't know." He flicked a blue caterpillar off of his hindquarters with his tail that was the exact shade of his eyes. "I don't remember what they called me."

    "What about Caterpillar? Seeing as the caterpillar on your is the same shade as your eyes." she says softly, smiling.