...:Darkness Before Dawn:...

Full Name: The Peace At Night
Barn/Nickname: Night
Age: 5
Gender: Stallion
Personality: determined, silly, kind, quiet, but brave
Breed: Gypsy Vanner
Coat Color: Grey
Tail Color: Black and light brown tips
Mane Color: Black and white with light brown tips
Hoof Color: Cream
Markings: None
Eye Color: Black
Land: Mythical Forest
Current Place: Amor
Picture:


Night slowly walked through the snow, his feathers covered in snow. He stopped at the smell of a mare, and slowly began to follow it, his head high. He saw the mare in the distance and reared, kicking out his snow covered front legs. He whinnied a strong and mighty whinnie. Letting his forelock falling over his face.

Dawn bolted ot he side, not expecting someoen would ever come so soon, she slipped on some ice and was about to loose her balance, she teetered then gained her lost balance, and sighed with reilief, she perked her ears towards where the whinny came and bobbed her head, prancing in a circle. She cocked her head as she looked at the stallion and whickered gently and quietly.

Night slowly came back to the ground. He had imprints of where his hooves were. Slowly he made his way over to the mare, his head low and showing he meant now harm.

She lowered her own head and looked at him curiously, her black eys swept over him then settled on his face. "Hello." She nickered softly, and smiled.

"Hello there." Night said politely. He raised his head and stopped in front of the mare. "I'm The Peace At Night, or Night." he introduced, slowly bowing in front of her.

"Well, nice to meet you." She said pleasantly as she arched her neck. "I"m Darkness Before Dawn. Dawn for short." She smiled and gave him a friednly nuzzle then flicked her tail.

Night returned the nuzzle and smiled. He flicked his tail back and forth and pranced around.

She watched him curiously and nickered quielty, lowering her head tot he snow covered ground.

Night slowly lowered himself to the ground. He rolled around, before standing again. His coat had white specs from the snow and he looked back at Dawn.

Dawn laughed gently then looked aorund boredly. Not amused by anything in sight, she sighed softly and lifted her head pricking her ears, listening to nothing in particular. She heard the faint chirp of a bird and listened intently.

Night watched her, his head tilted to the side. As silently as he could, he went over to her and nipped his shoulder. He whinnied, slightly amused, and pranced to the side.

Dawn giggled, then side-stepped over to him, her main flowed along with her movements as she trotted a circle around him in a flitatious manor, and nip his whithers lightly and playfully. She whinnied laughingly and trotted quickly away from him.