((Ok, this is kind of weird but I figured I had to at least attempt it... partly because I didn't wanna forget my idea and partly because I thought it'd be cool.
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Let It Be Known that the Heavens Christened Me...
Name
Sphinx
And Bestowed Upon me the Wit of a...
Gender
Female
Blessed be I the color...
Color
Golden (Buckskin)
And Praise the Lord I'm...
Breed
Gypsy Vanner
I rise towards the Heavens...
Height
17 Hands
I have been Shunned from Heaven for...
Age
2 Years
And My Only Crime is that...
Physical Description
Cursed with the paws and tail of a lion, though now with age the feathering on her hooves has greatly masked the paws. Her face is not as long as a normal horse's, a bit more flattened like a cat's, and her eyes are jade green with slitted pupils. Her mane and the tuft at the end of her tail are both deep chocolate brown, but the feathering on all four of her legs are a soft cream (she has stockings on all four legs). The end of her muzzle is pinkish-black, like a cat's, and her ears are shorter and wider though still horse-like.
Forever now, I have known myself to be...
Persona/ Powers
Quiet and reserved, mainly because she has never known a home due to her "disfigurement". She has always been an outcast, but she posesses limitless intelligence, the ability to "see the future" (there are limits, though, as she can not do it on command. This power depends upon her connection to an individual and the firmness of a decision made by that individual... such as Alice from Twilight), and has strength exceeding that of normal horses. She is often hesitant to trust, and cautious almost to the point of fearful at times. But she has a good heart underneith, she just needs someone to show her that she is wanted and loved somewhere, despite her differences.
So Judge me Now, or forever Hold thy peace...
Alliance
Light
Had it not been for the dreaded paws, her entrance would've been that of magnificence. Silent as a dove's wings upon the winds, her padded feet danced across the terrain in a three beat gait that sent her long chocolate mane slapping against an elegantly shaped neck and the feather about her paws floating daintily about, revealing slight glimpses of the clawed cat's paws beneath. Now that two years had passed in her exile, the only remaining factors that set her apart from all others were the lion's tail and her eyes. She thanked the Heavens for that, as it was now much easier to hide her disfigurement from a world that did not understand.
She couldn't help that she had been born this way after all... It was a curse upon her mother that had caused it, and by no fault of her own had she been forced to live an outcast for all of her years.
Perhaps here, though, among new company that did not know of her acursed past or her present physical appearances, she could find a new life where she was actually welcomed among friends... Where she need not fear the wrath of her mother's hatred for her, nor the pain of being left out in the cold alone.
Here, perhaps, she could be free...
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.........................................Phoenix Feathers//\\Cnidaria//\\*Sphinx*.........................................
...........................................Rebel Angel//\\She-Devil//\\*Goddess of Light*..............................
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