Show Pony wrote:
Name:
Treasures whisper
Age:
4
Breed:
Mustang
History:
Whisper was loving, hyper, cheerful and quiet annoying when she was a young filly. She had lived with her parents for about a year until she went out on her own exited to explore the world. One day, she was sleeping, she woke up to bites and a nasty stallion named Thunder. Thunder hurt her and he used her as a machine he used her for foals, and to make stallions jealous. Thunder changed this loving mare into a quiet scared mare. He had quite a big herd until the other stallions that where around turned on him and killed him. They then took their own piece of the herd, all of them tried going after Whisper, but she bolted out of pure fear. She was afraid that every stallion was going to hurt her like Thunder did. She now is afraid of every little sound.
Personality:
Whisper is the shyest mare you have ever met. She rarely talks to any horse. You have to warm up to her. Most stallions have tried to snake her because of her shiny bright chestnut coat. She has had a bad past of being with a mean stallion, before she was hurt by that mean stallion, was loving and liked everybody. Now, she is quiet, on edge, and scared.
Herd:
no too afraid
Crush:
too afraid to trust any one
Mate:
too afraid to trust any one
Foals:
2 foals of which she dose not care for anymore
In Heat:
yes
Pregnant:
no
Other:
no
Name:
Willow
Age:
7 years
Breed:
Arabian paint
History:
Willow was born in the hands of man. They taught her to be willing and kind. She was fast, lithe, smart and strong, therefore making her the perfect ranch horse. Being like this, her instincts to the wild were unknown or 'dulled' leaving her in the need of constant human companionship. After two years they decided that she was their best ranch pony and wanted more little Willow's running around. They put a huge black stallion in her paddock so they would mate and she would have a foal. This stallion was harsh and cornered her. When he was taken out, she was left carrying his foal. When it was born she rejected it and left it to die. Of course they hand fed it and such but the more this happened the angrier they got. This showed in her work and she became slower and not as sharp on her hooves. In the end they knew they had ruined her for work. But her foal was thriving. He was everything she was and better. The humans were pleased and wanted more foals. Again the black stallion was put in. And again she rejected the foal. This happened once more until they knew she was getting close to depression. Three foals all rejected. They decided to retire her. Putting her in a big pasture she was left to live out her days as a fat old mare. Of course this did not stop young Willow, when the humans came to the day to sell her, The young Arabian got loose and bolted. She has only been free a week an a half and the once bright hot pink halter has turned into a dark hot pink. The black lead rope snapped and frayed only 30cm long.
Personality:
Willow is a quiet and reserved mare. She is always alert and cautious which makes her a great scout but she gets frightened easily and has a habit of running away. She is very sweet and kind but doesnt just give it out for horses to use. You have to earn her trust and once you have that, you have a very rare mare. She is extremely cunning and intelligent. Being strategic she can form plans in her mind and deceive others in which her name helps to point it out. She is one that you must not trust straight away as she may be already thinking about a way to get rid of you. With an ability to leave her face expressionless she is an expert and tricking and trapping. It is rare to gain her trust but as ive said, if you do then you have a powerful ally.
Herd:
not atm
Crush:
no not atm
Mate:
open
Foals:
three that she rejected
In Heat:
yes
Pregnant:
no
Other:
no
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