=stats=Name:Judy8584618nickname:Judy Judes pain "baby"(irrated #-_-)my gaurdian: po908lill Partents:abondond me as a young filly around 1456 a.c.age:around 600Born:1431Pelt:Ebonymane:Dark greyMarkings:light greyeyes:whitePersonality:Kind//Loving//Sarcastic//Mean(when she needs to be)//Crush: ... Love just doesn't seem to work out for me.Accent: British getting better at English (yeah i'm a british babe dig me!)Innocance(okay i know how that sounds but it means innocent of the accused crimes):NoLove: Not gonna happen for me. It's only in fairytalesFoals: ChrisDreams: Dreams are for fools i don't dreamHeight:5'6" feetHerd: nawRole play: Open to anothroAnorto: Story My life was uneasy and vile. My father corrupted me to the life I have now. I was born long ago on an island that was burned long ago. My father killed my mother once her usefullness ran it's course and ran out. I never knew her but I know I look like her and not my father. I was a little filly in size and my father would only give me a year to see if I would be worth the time. I was. I was small but I was fast. And I could easily outrun my father by miles. So i grew to a more... Deadly matureity and my father sent me out as an assassin train on the urge to kill and thrist for blood shed. True many have helped me to avoid these... Feelings their are many who don't help the instincts. My life carried out for over 600 years without any sense of love... care... kindness... or any other feeling whatsoever. That and other matters have changed. But due to recent emotions my first instincts are re-reveling themselves. My Love Not in my fairytale. Not for me. Chris Chris is my son. I am proud of him and have no regrets. It seems he grows bigger everyday. Let me warn you now, if something were to happen to him, whom ever fault it was will die, and regret it.taking some really good advice at a new look...Shadows. Adopts for youFor: none Kysa's Music Codes