This colourful mare is surprisingly shy, she doesnt like to stand out of the crowd and prefers to be alone
She comes with a Square saddle pad and stockings in rainbow colours
Owner; WhoaDazzle
Farm Name; Twisted Willow Dressage Stables
Show Name; Society Girl
Nickname; Tiki
Age; 3 years old
Gender; Mare
Personality; Whatever you would guess Tiki's personality is, you'll probably be surprised. She's actually exceptionally shy, and rather spooky as well. It takes a long time for her to warm up to a pasture mate, and the ones she likes are usually older or very calm horses. She's scared of most things normal spooky horses are, and really is not fond of shows. It's too much noise and excitement for this mare. If she didn't have so much dressage talent, she would really make a good backyard pony or broodmare.
Breed; American Warmblood
Height; 16.2hh
Broodmare Fee; 2000m
Story;
Tiki's mother was always her rock. Her sun. Her center of gravity. It was all coming to an end now. Today was something the humans called "weaning day". Soon after came something even more terrifying. "Sale day." Tiki's mother had been preparing her for this since she was tiny. She told her daughter all the things she could about living with the humans. Tiki had never listened. Yes, she knew the humans existed, and sometimes they would "train" her, but they mostly left her alone. Tiki was worried, but not that worried. It would probably be just like "training". Anyway, she would always be able to see her mother, right?
Tiki felt very different that night. She had decided the humans were terrible. How could they make her spend the night with all these other foals when her mother wasn't even around! They all looked so different than her! Blacks, bays, chestnuts. Some had white, but none like her! There were scary noises too. Tiki just wanted her mother.
She had survived "weaning". She had survived "halter training". Now she just had to survive "sale day". It wasn't the idea of being somewhere new that terrified Tiki as much. It was the idea of never seeing her mother again. Of course, being somewhere new was bad too. The day didn't seem that different than normal, except Tiki stayed in her stall most of the time and many people came and looked at her. It was nearing dusk when the young woman came and led Tiki out. Be brave, Tiki thought. Just.... be brave.
There were not a lot of times that Tiki was brave in her life, but this was one of them. She followed the woman into the trailer.
Walk; 20
Trot; 15
Canter; 16
Gallop; 12
Piaffe; 4
Passage; 7
Extended Gaits; 11
Collection; 13
Flying Changes;
Pirouette; 4
Half-Pass; 3
Halt; 20
She comes with a Square saddle pad and stockings in rainbow colours
Owner; WhoaDazzle
Farm Name; Twisted Willow Dressage Stables
Show Name; Society Girl
Nickname; Tiki
Age; 3 years old
Gender; Mare
Personality; Whatever you would guess Tiki's personality is, you'll probably be surprised. She's actually exceptionally shy, and rather spooky as well. It takes a long time for her to warm up to a pasture mate, and the ones she likes are usually older or very calm horses. She's scared of most things normal spooky horses are, and really is not fond of shows. It's too much noise and excitement for this mare. If she didn't have so much dressage talent, she would really make a good backyard pony or broodmare.
Breed; American Warmblood
Height; 16.2hh
Broodmare Fee; 2000m
Story;
Tiki's mother was always her rock. Her sun. Her center of gravity. It was all coming to an end now. Today was something the humans called "weaning day". Soon after came something even more terrifying. "Sale day." Tiki's mother had been preparing her for this since she was tiny. She told her daughter all the things she could about living with the humans. Tiki had never listened. Yes, she knew the humans existed, and sometimes they would "train" her, but they mostly left her alone. Tiki was worried, but not that worried. It would probably be just like "training". Anyway, she would always be able to see her mother, right?
Tiki felt very different that night. She had decided the humans were terrible. How could they make her spend the night with all these other foals when her mother wasn't even around! They all looked so different than her! Blacks, bays, chestnuts. Some had white, but none like her! There were scary noises too. Tiki just wanted her mother.
She had survived "weaning". She had survived "halter training". Now she just had to survive "sale day". It wasn't the idea of being somewhere new that terrified Tiki as much. It was the idea of never seeing her mother again. Of course, being somewhere new was bad too. The day didn't seem that different than normal, except Tiki stayed in her stall most of the time and many people came and looked at her. It was nearing dusk when the young woman came and led Tiki out. Be brave, Tiki thought. Just.... be brave.
There were not a lot of times that Tiki was brave in her life, but this was one of them. She followed the woman into the trailer.
Walk; 20
Trot; 15
Canter; 16
Gallop; 12
Piaffe; 4
Passage; 7
Extended Gaits; 11
Collection; 13
Flying Changes;
Pirouette; 4
Half-Pass; 3
Halt; 20