Username; PuddlebyOnTheMarsh
Name; Nolly
Grelifcent ID; #0101
Gender; Mare
Height; 17.2HH
Kindness Rating; 10
Tails; 3
Generation; First
Parents; - Unknown
Breeding Slots; - 0/20
Date of last Foal born; - NA
Current Souls Captured; - 15
Breeding Slot Reserves; - KathrynKat
Pairings/Breedings; - NA
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Little Nolly's mom had some health issues before her foal was born, that's because "someone" was testing out their soul stealing powers early. Luckily for her dam, the Nolly wasn't strong enough,
yet.
Growing up, she was just as frisky as any other foal, bounding around, chasing bunnies, fawns and other animals from time to time. However, it wasn't long till a few opportunistic foxes started checking the area for free food. See, her skills were slowly improving. To begin with, she simply stepped on a bunny playmate and felt the tiny soul go by. So that's how it works, she thought, a bit miffed she had not managed to capture the soul. It took a few tries before she got the timing right but, by then, she didn't have many playmates. Word had gotten around frolicking with Nolly might be bad for your health. She did capture 2 little souls though. The filly thought the foxes were quite handy, for disposing of the evidence but then the wolves came to see what was up.
Nolly was only 4 months old, out trying to track down an unwary or uninformed "playmate" near dusk when the large, shaggy lupine found her instead. He threw back his head and howled. She immediately realized that the roles had just been reversed, hunter was now the hunted, then squealed in terror and froze. Her mother was surprised to hear her daughter's frightened voice and quickly responded, locating her a short distance inside the dark forest. Unfortunately, the rest of the wolf pack was just arriving and they closed around the pair of Grelifcents. The mare did her best to defend her foal, mortally wounding two wolves in the brief battle. While her mother fought for their lives, Nolly had recovered from her panic and managed to slip unnoticed to where the dying wolves lay. Tilting her head slightly, she watched them for a moment then extracted their souls. The rest of the herd had finally found them but it was too late for Nolly's dam. As the wolves faded into the forest, she took a few stumbling steps toward her rescued daughter then collapsed in a heap, unintentionally pinning her daughter between her body and several large rocks.
Several of the other mares managed to extract Nolly only to draw back with surprise. Not only did she have a severe injury to her skull but she was now glowing slightly. She had finally managed to get her mother's soul, her 5th.
Most of the herd was entirely too kind for her taste and tended to avoid her. They had only given her minimal medical attention and her injuries healed imperfectly. Rumor was that her sire had been a wandering stallion of pure evil and she figured he had the right idea. As soon as she had her full growth, the filly struck out on her own. Since that time she has acquired 10 additional souls from various unlucky creatures.
"art, wip"