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Post by cherry on Nov 4, 2007 20:25:19 GMT -5
okay, this is a new ideah, but cows are so cute!
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Post by >>BLACKiE! ]} on Nov 4, 2007 20:26:00 GMT -5
((Dudet, I am sooooooooooooooo in. x3 I'll type up an intro lickity split!)) [/size]
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Post by >>BLACKiE! ]} on Nov 4, 2007 20:30:00 GMT -5
The figure of a creature lounged about rather lazily in a meadow that was filled with lush grass. Lowering her head for a few moments to crop some of the viridian colored grass into her mouth, she chewed then swallowed -- like most creatures did when they ate. The creature which could be easily identified as a cow blinked, gazing around with chocolate brown eyes that were oftentimes filled with sympathy and all the rest.
The sun glinted off of her pelt. Her pelt was glossy and burnished, with splotches of obsidian black on top of ivory white -- or perhaps it was the other way around. Who knew? Even she didn't know what her color was -- black on white or white on black.
Although she didn't have much of a history, she often listened and gave advice to other creatures who found themselves in jams. It didn't even matter what type -- romance, violence, etc. She usually could find a third way out of a double-pronged situation if she tried hard enough. She was encouraging and kind as well as gentle, but she could get quite overprotective and irritated rather easily.
((HAH! That's my spiffyyyyy cow intro! xP)) [/size]
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Post by cherry on Nov 4, 2007 20:36:24 GMT -5
A calve, a yearling to be exact(yearlings are calves that are one year old) stood in a feild, chewing grass. The calve was a heifer(female that hasn't been bred yet). She was black, with one front right white sock, and white ringing her eyes. She was bored, and wondered where all her freinds were. Her eyes were a warm liqued brown. Her name was...Brocile. Brocile sighed. Why is life so boring? She wonderd. Hmmm... were did that handsome bull go...his coat was so shiney, and he was really nice. She thought.
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