Post by tbone on Nov 18, 2009 18:54:20 GMT -5
Name of Character(s): Amaterasu
Quote: the stars in the night, they lend me their light
Species: Pegasus
Age: 6
Gender: mare
Breed: Arab
Colour: White-grey, with red markings on her face and shoulders
Physical Appearance: Delicate build, she is fine featured and quite small in stature. Only just tall enough to be classed as a horse she is sometimes mistaken as a yearling or youngster. She’s almost pure white minus the usual dark points of a grey and her red markings on either shoulder and on her face, the feathers of her wings also have red tips.
Personality: Her behaviour fluctuates, at one point she is very child-like and at another almost too wise for her age. She’s very peaceful, and always finds the good in everyone until they have hurt her or someone she cares for whereupon she will hold a grudge that is likely to never be forgotten. She’s very quiet and softly spoken preferring to just listen to others. She also enjoys her solitude, since she has the power to influence nature she enjoys nothing more than just being able to be alone with the plants around her rather than the horses she lives with.
Images or References:
Horse:
chunga-stock.deviantart.com/art/Horse-stock-Arab-rear-canter-134417098
chunga-stock.deviantart.com/art/Arabian-stock-head-up-132664748
chunga-stock.deviantart.com/art/Horse-stock-Walking-looking-134420395
chunga-stock.deviantart.com/art/Arabian-stock-19-132825015
gotonzay-stock.deviantart.com/art/Arabian-3-132381069
Wings:
alzirrswanheartstock.deviantart.com/art/Stock-333-swan-wings-3-93121276
alzirrswanheartstock.deviantart.com/art/Stock-328-swan-wings-93121020
Markings:
frisket17.deviantart.com/art/Watchful-Amaterasu-Okami-76703263
zowolf.deviantart.com/art/Amaterasu-103194900
Image Ideas: Just her stood with a few plants growing at her feet, or examining a tree – just something showing her love of nature.
Example post with requested character: Winter was setting in, the frigid North winds made it near impossible for her to fly, and she wouldn’t wish to do so, after all, it would be ten times cooler up in the sky than down on the ground, and at least when she was walking her wings could provide extra warmth. She didn’t mind the cold, but Ammy had never been a huge fan of winter, in her eyes it was in alll intents and purposes a season of death – true it was the purest time of the year, for when the first snowfall comes and covers the land in a blanket of white, it’s a beautiful sight. But the cold brings death to the plantlife and that was her one and only reason for disliking winter.
Even now as she walked her affect on the land was still obvious, for being one with nature she encouraged growth, tiny shoots would attempt to grow where she stood, only to wither and die the moment she moved away, during this time her powers were nearly none existent, after all, she could give the plants life, but the moment it was given the cold snatched it away. She had discovered this years ago, when as a filly she had tried in vain to keep the meadow in her old home alive, being rewarded with nothing but the bitter taste of failure.
As time moves on and she learns not to try and stop the affects of winter, Ammy would no longer become distraught with the lack of plant life. She’s had six years to cement the fact that the lands will be full of life when spring comes around.
This weather, keeping her grounded, was useful though – it stopped her need to wander and she found herself making a beeline towards the Light kingdom, sticking to the lighter side of the land, away from the shadows that seemed far more threatening than they should be. Anyone could tell that Amaterasu was a light horse, the connotations of her coat colour were one thing to go by, a typical white-grey, as close to white as you could get, bar the dark muzzle, and more peculiarly the striking crimson patterns on her shoulders and face.
She was peculiar to say the least, but in this land there seemed to be barely anyone who wasn’t, all of them were quirky and unique in their own ways. Wrapping her wings tight to her side, keeping the heat in she crossed the border of the light kingdom, her new home, she supposed, at least for the few months of winter.
Which site(s) will you be using the image to? Chaos-rpg.com
Specific Artist?: Spectra – but I’d be thrilled with anyone trying this, she’s never had a proper picture
Quote: the stars in the night, they lend me their light
Species: Pegasus
Age: 6
Gender: mare
Breed: Arab
Colour: White-grey, with red markings on her face and shoulders
Physical Appearance: Delicate build, she is fine featured and quite small in stature. Only just tall enough to be classed as a horse she is sometimes mistaken as a yearling or youngster. She’s almost pure white minus the usual dark points of a grey and her red markings on either shoulder and on her face, the feathers of her wings also have red tips.
Personality: Her behaviour fluctuates, at one point she is very child-like and at another almost too wise for her age. She’s very peaceful, and always finds the good in everyone until they have hurt her or someone she cares for whereupon she will hold a grudge that is likely to never be forgotten. She’s very quiet and softly spoken preferring to just listen to others. She also enjoys her solitude, since she has the power to influence nature she enjoys nothing more than just being able to be alone with the plants around her rather than the horses she lives with.
Images or References:
Horse:
chunga-stock.deviantart.com/art/Horse-stock-Arab-rear-canter-134417098
chunga-stock.deviantart.com/art/Arabian-stock-head-up-132664748
chunga-stock.deviantart.com/art/Horse-stock-Walking-looking-134420395
chunga-stock.deviantart.com/art/Arabian-stock-19-132825015
gotonzay-stock.deviantart.com/art/Arabian-3-132381069
Wings:
alzirrswanheartstock.deviantart.com/art/Stock-333-swan-wings-3-93121276
alzirrswanheartstock.deviantart.com/art/Stock-328-swan-wings-93121020
Markings:
frisket17.deviantart.com/art/Watchful-Amaterasu-Okami-76703263
zowolf.deviantart.com/art/Amaterasu-103194900
Image Ideas: Just her stood with a few plants growing at her feet, or examining a tree – just something showing her love of nature.
Example post with requested character: Winter was setting in, the frigid North winds made it near impossible for her to fly, and she wouldn’t wish to do so, after all, it would be ten times cooler up in the sky than down on the ground, and at least when she was walking her wings could provide extra warmth. She didn’t mind the cold, but Ammy had never been a huge fan of winter, in her eyes it was in alll intents and purposes a season of death – true it was the purest time of the year, for when the first snowfall comes and covers the land in a blanket of white, it’s a beautiful sight. But the cold brings death to the plantlife and that was her one and only reason for disliking winter.
Even now as she walked her affect on the land was still obvious, for being one with nature she encouraged growth, tiny shoots would attempt to grow where she stood, only to wither and die the moment she moved away, during this time her powers were nearly none existent, after all, she could give the plants life, but the moment it was given the cold snatched it away. She had discovered this years ago, when as a filly she had tried in vain to keep the meadow in her old home alive, being rewarded with nothing but the bitter taste of failure.
As time moves on and she learns not to try and stop the affects of winter, Ammy would no longer become distraught with the lack of plant life. She’s had six years to cement the fact that the lands will be full of life when spring comes around.
This weather, keeping her grounded, was useful though – it stopped her need to wander and she found herself making a beeline towards the Light kingdom, sticking to the lighter side of the land, away from the shadows that seemed far more threatening than they should be. Anyone could tell that Amaterasu was a light horse, the connotations of her coat colour were one thing to go by, a typical white-grey, as close to white as you could get, bar the dark muzzle, and more peculiarly the striking crimson patterns on her shoulders and face.
She was peculiar to say the least, but in this land there seemed to be barely anyone who wasn’t, all of them were quirky and unique in their own ways. Wrapping her wings tight to her side, keeping the heat in she crossed the border of the light kingdom, her new home, she supposed, at least for the few months of winter.
Which site(s) will you be using the image to? Chaos-rpg.com
Specific Artist?: Spectra – but I’d be thrilled with anyone trying this, she’s never had a proper picture
