[Expresso.]

 Owner       >>> stilinski.
 Name                >>> Kira
 Gender         >>> Female
 Adoption Price         >>> x
 Training         >>> [Fully Trained]
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  . Quiet
  . Trustworthy
  . Gentle

 Offspring;
 None
Parents;
 Sire
 Dam

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[ruberiot]

Oh my goodness, she is absolutely beautiful!
Thank you so much for designing her! I love her <3

Her name will be Kira, meaning beam of light <3

[KathrynKat]

Grandma Roselyn greets her new Grand daughter!

[ruberiot]

First Touch
In preparation for the foal I knew Sunspot was going to give birth to shortly, I'd moved her into a much larger stall. She'd need plenty of space, especially since there would be two creatures within the same enclosure. I'd also been extremely careful and thoroughly investigated said stall, fearing that if I had not the baby would injure itself somehow.

I had just finished feeding all of my Neras their supper, and decided that I'd stay with Sunspot just in case she gave birth; there were many things that could possibly go amiss, and I wasn't about to lose my foal to something silly. I dragged an old lawn chair out to the stable, along with a small towel and a blanket just in case the night grew cold- despite the daytime heat of summer, the nights could grow bitter and nippy in a flash.
The moment I saw Sunspot begin to pace anxiously about her pen, I knew she was close. I prepared myself to aid the mare, especially since this was her first foal- and mine, to be honest. But it took longer than I'd originally expected; it was around three hours before the baby was actually born. Thankfully, there were no difficulties, making it easy for both the mother and myself.
I entered the stall, blinking sleep from my eyes, patting my mare and offering her a carrot. I then moved to the baby.
She was stunningly beautiful, with markings bearing a striking resemblance to her father, Sonny. But she possessed something neither Sonny nor Sunspot had. Striking orange eye sockets. Her fingernails were also the same vibrant shade of tangerine, along with the fur lining her ears. Spots ran along her back, a deep mahogany. I gently ran my fingers along the baby's muzzle, admiring the stunningly unique design this girl had. "You're an awfully pretty girl," I told the Nera. Her ears pricked up at my words, and I could not help but smile. "You look like your father and mother, but at the same entirely different."
Since the night had ended up becoming very cold and bitter, I stayed with the newborn and mare until daybreak. I went in with them once more, to see if I could get the new baby used to me at a younger age than any of my other Neras and to make sure both mother and daughter were doing alright. Sunspot's stall was positioned in front of a pane of glass, though I hadn't truly wished it to be there. The first pale rays of dawn poked through the glass, illuminating the filly in a spotlight of sun. It was then that the name came to me.
I reached out once more to the filly. "Kira." I said.
"My little beam of light."

[ruberiot]

First Saddle
Several years had passed, seemingly with incredible speed. I had watched Kira grow from no more than a filly to a gentle, quiet Nera. Her markings still bore a striking resemblance to her father's, and if anything over the years had grown to resemble his more.
Kira still loved her mother more than anything it seemed, and due to this it had been extremely difficult to wean her. However, once she had grown used to being alone, I had made the decision to move Kira into a stall located directly next to Sunspot.
I'd intended to only leave her there for a short period of time until I found a suitable stall elsewhere to keep her in, but she had grown happier, healthier, and it seemed far more willing to cooperate. So I had left her beside her mother.

Now, as I gazed at the mahogany Neravontii standing in front of me, I felt much more certain that her first saddle would be much different from any of my other Neravontiis. With extreme obedience and willingness to follow me, it hadn't been very difficult to prepare Kira for the saddle. She had seen me ride my other Neras, that I'd been sure to do, but I had a feeling she'd never expected herself to be ridden nor saddled.

"Hey Kira girl," I greeted, "Are you ready for today?" Kira nuzzled me affectionately, causing a small grin to play about my lips. I gave her a good rub behind her ears, her favorite place to be scratched it seemed, before haltering her. I gave a gentle tug on the lead and off we went, striding across the yard, Kira following me without the slightest bit of reluctance or distrust. Upon reaching the riding arena located outdoors, I tethered her gently to a wooden fencepost, turning about to gather the tack.

Contrary to what I usually did in terms of training, I started first with the bridle. Kira was confused as to why the cold bar of metal was placed inside of her mouth. The Nera champed at the bit, seeming to say, "Why does this have to be in my mouth?" Eventually, she grew used to the headpiece and rested her head against the post, ears easing into a relaxed position. I offered her a small piece of raw rabbit meat, Kira's favorite treat. Once she had consumed the bit of food, (which did not take long, mind you,) I moved to the saddle pad. I ran the piece of fabric along her withers, hindquarters, and gently eased it up onto her neck.

Instead of the reaction I'd been slightly prepared for, Kira stood calmly, the air that surrounded her one of complete trust. "Good girl Kira," I cooed, giving her a small hug and this time a handful of the meat. "Good girl." The leather saddle did not rouse her at all, as it was in many ways similar to the saddle pad. The only difference was its weight. I had expected Kira to shift about when she felt the object rest upon her back, but she could have cared less, so it seemed.

I removed all of the tack, setting it in a neat pile where I had originally set it the previous night. I gazed at Kira, smiling. I saw now a strong, powerful creature, but memories overcame her image. Kira racing along in an attempt to catch up with her mother, Kira squealing as she heard her first clap of thunder, Kira nuzzling me when she was just a few days old.

"Kira. My little beam of light."

[ruberiot]

First Ride
For what felt like weeks I had been working with the foal, making sure she was okay with me moving around her. I placed weight in the saddle daily, making sure she was comfortable with it and understood I'd do so.

Gently now, I placed the bit into her mouth, checked the cinch to be sure it was tightened, and mounted. I did not need a mounting block surprisingly, as Kira seemed to be shorter than all of my other Neras. Now, I collected the reins, grateful I had had the foresight to teach her basic commands, and gave her a gentle squeeze with my legs. Off we went, at a slow, gentle walk. Kira seemed to be enjoying it.

We went through walk, trot, and canter for around fifteen minutes before I dismounted, having decided that she was too young and too new to this to be ridden for long.