Post by h a l e y on Aug 30, 2008 21:07:59 GMT -5
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Horse's Full Name Tsuki
Age Seven Years
Breed Brumby
Gender Femme
Color Moderate Frame Overo && Sabino Blue Roan
Height Fifteen hands
History Tsuki hasn't really had a difficult past. Sure she had her down moments, but overall her life has been good. She was born in an Indian camp, her sire and dam both loyal to the Native Americans. Her dam, Venus was a lovely grullo frame overo, her sire a lovely blue roan sabino like herself. Her sire was a popular brute, one whom breed to good mares whom the humans thought would pass on good personality. So, Tsuki was born. She is still unsure if she has any siblings from the same mother, but will never stop looking. She loved her home, she was loved by all the people from her odd colors and marks. The chief decided to take her as his own. She broke easily, trusting humans too much for a wild equine to stand. She loved it though. So the day came when a large, lethal blizzard struck the place she called home. Most of the loyal equine stayed, allowing their masters to flee on them in search of shelter. The camp broke up, Tsuki and the chief dead lost. They took shelter at a large cave with a creek running through it. They lasted a week as the storm slowed, Tsuki stuck with her master, protecting him. But one day came when he took two feathers from his head dress and two ribbons, one red, the other blue, from his bag, tying the feathers into her main and the ribbons to the base of her tail. He took her rope off and spoke soft words, his voice weak. "Be free" he said, signaling her to leave. Forever. Let him die in peace. The tribe was gone, no one came back. She stayed till he fell asleep, then with a soft nudge, she left. A wild mare. Forever.
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