Post by Demon on May 3, 2010 17:56:03 GMT -6
Name-[/i]
Potra Espantada (Frightened Filly)
Gender-[/i]
Mare
Height-[/i]
14.3hh
Alliance-[/i]
Neutral
Herd-
Bramble Point
Rank-
Mare
Breed-[/i]
Spanish Mustang X Arabian
Age-[/i]
3
Appearance-[/i]
Pelt:
Ebony and Ivory
Orbs:
Chocolate orb + Blue orb
Markings:
Tovero markings + Badger Face
Personality-[/i]
Espandata is a determined young mare who knows what she wants. Ever since she was attacked as a filly she has been fearful of stallions and nervous around others who she is not familiar with. Nonetheless, if you gain her trust she is an extremely loyal and caring mare who will go to great lengths to help her family. She is quite mature for her age however that does not prevent her from continuously getting into difficult situations.
Past-[/i]
Espantada left her herd at a young age because she had faith when everyone else had ceased to believe.
One of the mares in her herd had given birth to a magnificent pallid-white filly who she had befriended at a young age. The filly was a couple months younger than she had been at the time, and she was extremely mischievous and always getting into trouble. Nonetheless, she was the only foal who truly understood Espantada and they shared an extremely strong bond that could not easily be broken.
Then the unspeakable happened and the beautiful filly disappeared. The herd frantically searched for hours upon hours, days upon days, but when the filly was not found they were forced to move on; believing that he had been slaughtered by one of the many loathsome predators. Yet Espantada knew better, she begged the herd to stay but they continuously refused. The filly knew she had to do something, if her friend was out there alive he could be in danger. She told no one of her plans to find the filly and in the darkness of night she left on a journey she prayed she wouldn't regret.
Only a couple days into her search was she attacked by a group of rebellious bachelors who were led by a brutal ebony stag. She was left half-alive on the earth’s cold surface and lay there for hours thinking that she was going to die, but then she remembered the filly she longed to find and her body seemed to want to function again. Painfully she continued her search, slowly healing both mentally and physically each day as she did so.
Unfortunately, she never managed to find the filly, and to this day she still wanders the lands searching for an ivory-white mare with eyes the colour of the heavens.
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