[robyn]

i will add a background later!!

Name: Nektosha (horse in Potawatomi, a Native American tribe)
Gender: Female
Breed: Andalusian
Personality: Sometimes spunky, other times sweet and shy, loves to lay down and watch the sun set.

I hope you like her!

[robyn]

oh yeah I forgot to tell you about her back story. It's not that good, but I'll try.

Nektosha sucked in the sweet night air. This is her home now. Her real home.

Nektosha was born in arizona and lived there until she was 2 months old. On her 2 month birthday, some settlers took her away from her mother and stuffed he in a squeezed trailer, along with 10 other horses from her herd. It seemed like they were in there for days to Nektosha.finally, they arrived at a large farm. The young stable boys lead the horses out. Some horses,mostly the colts and fillies,were crazy bucked and reared. Nektosha was one of them. But for some reason, Nektosha stopped when one boy came over. She somehow knew this boy was good. The boy led Nektosha to a large stall. Suddenly, a large man with a loud voice stormed in to the barn. “ Nick! Tell the others to brand these undeserving vermin by dawn!” the boy, who must have been Nick, said “ yes, sir”. Then the man left. “Come on, girl we got to get you out of here. They'll kill you by tomorrow.” the boy whispered to Nektosha. The boy brought her out of the stall. He brought her over to a big metal pole. Then, all of a sudden, to hands clamped around Nektoshas lead and locked it ti the pole. Another boy had done it. “ there you go, nick. I'll get the brander.” the boy said and then left. Nick grunted. Then he ran behind the boy and yanked the keys from his pants. The boy didn't notice. Nick ran back, unlocked Nektosha, and tied the key around her neck. “RUN!” nick said. She did. Nektosha ran for days. One day Nektosha ran into a native american village. The people of the village loved Nektosha. They kept her there. On the third night she was there, Nektosha went with the children to watch the sun go down. Nektosha ran with the children until the sun went down.Nektosha breather in the sweet night air. This was her home now. Her real home.