Post by emilie on Aug 17, 2011 1:35:53 GMT -5
Many many years ago the island was full of horses all living together. But then they came, the predators there were wolves and wildcats and all animals, they swept over the island like a wave killing and plundering the herds, the survivors were few, they were scattered about the island but one year there was a great storm the wildcats and wolves were killed or swept away by great torrents of water gushing down the stream beds.
Now there is nothing the storm hangs over the island like a blanket damping out all happiness that might grow there stands one tree in the middle of the island, the lightning tree it was an old cottonwood tree that had been struck by lightning in the great storm, leaving a great bolt shaped burn. It was agreed by the animals that this was the haven, an island of peace in a sea of war and no animals could be attacked if he stood under the lightning tree.
enter barle a five year old white mare grey around the eyes with a light conformation and slightly feathered hooves. She is blind and lame in one of her back legs. She is wise but lonely she lives alone by the lightning tree on the plateau she has no mate or relations that she can remember well enough to call them relations. Barle lived with her mother and father but there was a great ambush from the wildcats and her herd where brutally slaughtered. She is now considered the medicine beast of the isle and heals all animals who come to her.
Now there is nothing the storm hangs over the island like a blanket damping out all happiness that might grow there stands one tree in the middle of the island, the lightning tree it was an old cottonwood tree that had been struck by lightning in the great storm, leaving a great bolt shaped burn. It was agreed by the animals that this was the haven, an island of peace in a sea of war and no animals could be attacked if he stood under the lightning tree.
enter barle a five year old white mare grey around the eyes with a light conformation and slightly feathered hooves. She is blind and lame in one of her back legs. She is wise but lonely she lives alone by the lightning tree on the plateau she has no mate or relations that she can remember well enough to call them relations. Barle lived with her mother and father but there was a great ambush from the wildcats and her herd where brutally slaughtered. She is now considered the medicine beast of the isle and heals all animals who come to her.