Post by anna7 on Apr 13, 2011 10:41:23 GMT -5
Name: Elizabeth Baker
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Blonde, wavy hair, green eyes, slightly overweight, 5'3, and slightly tanned
Riding Experience: Beginner; Elizabeth has ridden some, but is still learning the basics
Disciplines: Show Jumping, Dressage, Cross Country, English Pleasure, Trail Riding
Personality: Is very shy, but once she opens up, Elizabeth is a sweet girl with a sense of humor. She spends most of her time studying or spending time with horses. Definitely a loner.
History: Elizabeth has always been shy. Because of her weight, she has been teased by school bullies and scolded by her parents. With people constantly hurting her, Elizabeth spends most of her time with loyal animals that love her, regardless of her weight. With her parents beginning their divorce, she's been shipped off to a boarding school to keep out of their hair. She's thrilled about the horses, frustrated about her parents divorce, and scared to death about so many new people. She's an only child and has has not had many friends.
Riding School: Whispering Wolves Academy
Lesson horse: Dear Old Fellow
Sample Post: Elizabeth walked in the stables and looked around. As much as she loved horses, she was not thrilled about the whole boarding school thing. Way too many new people. Elizabeth looked down the row of stalls and discovered very few stalls actually had a horse in it. The rest are probably at a lesson, or something, she mused. A loud neigh interrupted her thoughts. Startled, Elizabeth quickly turned around. The horse let out a soft nicker and bobbed his head.
"Hey, big guy." Elizabeth walked over to the spotted Mustang. "Dear Old Fellow," she read aloud. Her eyebrows went up as she discovered he was her assigned horse. "Well, Dear Old Fellow, I hear we're going to be spending a lot of time together."
His head bobbed in agreement.
Elizabeth laughed.
He nuzzled her, looking for treats.
"Sorry boy." Elizabeth shook her head. "No treats."
Dear Old Fellow snorted in disapproval.
"You crazy horse," she said with a smile. "You know, I have a feeling we're gonna be great friends."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Blonde, wavy hair, green eyes, slightly overweight, 5'3, and slightly tanned
Riding Experience: Beginner; Elizabeth has ridden some, but is still learning the basics
Disciplines: Show Jumping, Dressage, Cross Country, English Pleasure, Trail Riding
Personality: Is very shy, but once she opens up, Elizabeth is a sweet girl with a sense of humor. She spends most of her time studying or spending time with horses. Definitely a loner.
History: Elizabeth has always been shy. Because of her weight, she has been teased by school bullies and scolded by her parents. With people constantly hurting her, Elizabeth spends most of her time with loyal animals that love her, regardless of her weight. With her parents beginning their divorce, she's been shipped off to a boarding school to keep out of their hair. She's thrilled about the horses, frustrated about her parents divorce, and scared to death about so many new people. She's an only child and has has not had many friends.
Riding School: Whispering Wolves Academy
Lesson horse: Dear Old Fellow
Sample Post: Elizabeth walked in the stables and looked around. As much as she loved horses, she was not thrilled about the whole boarding school thing. Way too many new people. Elizabeth looked down the row of stalls and discovered very few stalls actually had a horse in it. The rest are probably at a lesson, or something, she mused. A loud neigh interrupted her thoughts. Startled, Elizabeth quickly turned around. The horse let out a soft nicker and bobbed his head.
"Hey, big guy." Elizabeth walked over to the spotted Mustang. "Dear Old Fellow," she read aloud. Her eyebrows went up as she discovered he was her assigned horse. "Well, Dear Old Fellow, I hear we're going to be spending a lot of time together."
His head bobbed in agreement.
Elizabeth laughed.
He nuzzled her, looking for treats.
"Sorry boy." Elizabeth shook her head. "No treats."
Dear Old Fellow snorted in disapproval.
"You crazy horse," she said with a smile. "You know, I have a feeling we're gonna be great friends."