Post by DreaM on Jun 14, 2010 0:43:32 GMT -5
Name: Lilly Carter
Age: 9 years
Gender: Female
Appearance: I'm an average height for a girl my age. I still have to stand on my tippy toes to see over big desks but I can grab stuff off of counters easily. My face is heart shaped and my skin is like milk and honey without a blemish in sight (I'm nine!). My hair is light blonde and has big curls, it reaches my shoulders. I like to play around with it so it'll be in a different style each time you see me. I have huge dark brown almond shaped eyes with the longest lashes ever. My nose is proud and straight with narrow nostrils. My lips are thin but they'll fill out when I get older. I don't wear makeup! Not yet anyway. My neck is short but thin and my shoulders are narrow. My body is average for a girl my age. I keep my toe and finger nails cut short and I like to wear different nail polishes.
Riding Experience: She took lessons at a prestige riding school from when she was 4 years old. She once took part in a beginers dressage competition and got third place.
Disciplines: She enjoys dressage but has now also started some basic show jumping.
Personality: I am anybody's idea of what a cute little girl should be. Except Im nice to everybody, not just to adults. I'm a little groggy in the evening but I go to bed when I'm told to. The rest of the day I'm fun and happy and bouncy. I can be a little demanding sometimes but I'll rarely ask for anything without saying please. Most people love me because of my willingness to help. I refuse to take help from anybody (Until I figure out I can't do it on my own). I tack up horses and muck their stalls all on my own.
History: I was born to a docter and a hair salon owner. We were quite wealthy. The only reason I didn't have a pony was because we lived in a luxary apartent complex. But on saturdays and sundays my dad would drive me out of the town to the horse riding school. That was the place I was introduced o horses for the first time and I instantly fell in love. There was one pony that I loved in particular. Her name was Puff. She helped me learn the basics of dressage.
After a while my parents said it wuld be okay for me to get a kitten. I was eight by now. I got a grey tabby who used to be a street cat. I called her smokey. She followed me evreywhere, she even loved coming to the riding school. So it was the three of us, Lilly, Puff and Smokey. But soon after the riding school closed down and there were no other schools around. i begged and pleaded with my parents to let me go to one of them fancy horse boarding places and thay cracked after a few monthes. So now I'm on my way.
Sample Post: I held fidgety little Smokey on my lap. She was getting hair all over my black jodphurs. I hugged her against my pink I LOVE PONIES top and she relaxed. It wasn't long before the scenery changed from huge buildings to wide open fields. And there it was, my riding school. We pulled into the parking lot and I said good bye to daddy. I kissed him on the cheek and jumped out of the car only to be met by Megan, my teacher. "Hi!" I said with a little wave. She smiled and nodded at me rushing off to help some boy calm down a horse. She told me to stay but I rushed after. When I got closer i realized it was Puff. She recognized me instantly and stopped bucking. She'd probably thrown the boy off. She came straight up to me and put her head at my level. She nudged me a little and I fell back. I giggled and patted her nose. "Lilly you are just something else", said Megan. I walked over to Puff's stable and she followed me, Smokey, who had been watching for afar was now also at my side. I grabbed her saddle and briddle from the tack room, stumbling under the weight off the saddle. Then i used the step ladder to tack up her bay body. I led her out. Then using the step ladder again I hopped on. I tokk a firm hold on the reigns and rubbed her side with my heels. she started walking. I rode her into the arena, ready to begin my lesson. Smokey watched me from the branch of a tree. "Trot on!", it was Megan. I obeyed. I t was another great lesson.
