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Tat too name work
Punk bad boy vibes with a kiss tattoo
brown eyes?
Outcast and misunderstood
Black hair with one white strip because of her. He promised her to always carry her goodness with him. He keeps the same strip of hair white, dying it constantly when it starts to fade.
Mates gonna be best friend Rayne (name work)
Light vs dark kinda thing
She calls him Atty (she is super sweet, friendly, and naive thinking everyone is kind, friendly or good.) White hair with black strip representing him. Gorgeous blue eyes
Best friends since foal hood (he found her crying after she tripped and fell, [one times of many in the time he would know her]he stayed with her and made her feel better. Showed her that it was only temporary.
He grew up gathering scars from defending her and standing up for her in front of other males. He wouldn't let anyone bad talk her or talk of her in a nondecent manner. She was a lady and should never have such things said about her.
(As they grew up, they would tend each others wounds, his from fighting and hers from clumsiness)
She had grown to have feelings for him without realizing it. It finally caught up with her when he rescued her from being bullied.
She had received a letter asking to meet her under the confession tree. It was a rather large oak that got its name from countless people picking it to confess. It was a romantic sight since flowers bloomed down below the hill and filled the valley. She wasn't sure who would be waiting for her and she still had no idea when she got there. It was someone she didn't know but apparently they had been taken by her looks. She turned them down but they didn't seem to accept her answer. They got upset and summoned forth their friends to try and convince her otherwise. When that was no good, they decided to bully her into accepting. She had no idea why they were doing it to her.
He had heard from some in town about how there was going to be another confession under the tree. He had ignored it until they started talking about her. He knew it was her because he had never met another who had a black streak in their white hair. They had been talking about how strange it was that anyone would want to confess to her. His mouth went bone dry, what if it wasn't a confession after all? He dropped what he had been doing and raced off for the tree. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He got there in the knick of time. She had tripped from the looks of things and was crying while asking them to stop but it only encouraged them more.
He called out to them using the most masculine voice he could muster. They stopped and turned around to face whoever it was. Of course she ruined it when she called him Atty.
He sighed and pushed all his feelings aside as he prepared to defend her once again. One might think he would get tired of it and stop doing it but he if did then who would be there for her?
Punk bad boy vibes with a kiss tattoo
brown eyes? Outcast and misunderstood
Black hair with one white strip because of her. He promised her to always carry her goodness with him. He keeps the same strip of hair white, dying it constantly when it starts to fade.
Mates gonna be best friend Rayne (name work)
Light vs dark kinda thing
She calls him Atty (she is super sweet, friendly, and naive thinking everyone is kind, friendly or good.) White hair with black strip representing him. Gorgeous blue eyes
Best friends since foal hood (he found her crying after she tripped and fell, [one times of many in the time he would know her]he stayed with her and made her feel better. Showed her that it was only temporary.
He grew up gathering scars from defending her and standing up for her in front of other males. He wouldn't let anyone bad talk her or talk of her in a nondecent manner. She was a lady and should never have such things said about her.
(As they grew up, they would tend each others wounds, his from fighting and hers from clumsiness)
She had grown to have feelings for him without realizing it. It finally caught up with her when he rescued her from being bullied.
She had received a letter asking to meet her under the confession tree. It was a rather large oak that got its name from countless people picking it to confess. It was a romantic sight since flowers bloomed down below the hill and filled the valley. She wasn't sure who would be waiting for her and she still had no idea when she got there. It was someone she didn't know but apparently they had been taken by her looks. She turned them down but they didn't seem to accept her answer. They got upset and summoned forth their friends to try and convince her otherwise. When that was no good, they decided to bully her into accepting. She had no idea why they were doing it to her.
He had heard from some in town about how there was going to be another confession under the tree. He had ignored it until they started talking about her. He knew it was her because he had never met another who had a black streak in their white hair. They had been talking about how strange it was that anyone would want to confess to her. His mouth went bone dry, what if it wasn't a confession after all? He dropped what he had been doing and raced off for the tree. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He got there in the knick of time. She had tripped from the looks of things and was crying while asking them to stop but it only encouraged them more.
He called out to them using the most masculine voice he could muster. They stopped and turned around to face whoever it was. Of course she ruined it when she called him Atty.
He sighed and pushed all his feelings aside as he prepared to defend her once again. One might think he would get tired of it and stop doing it but he if did then who would be there for her?
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