Nyx - Surprise in the Night

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Name: Nyx
Gender: mare
Breed: Thoroughbred x Percheron 
Age: 4
Arrived in MUSTANG: Autumn, Year 6
Coat Color: Dappled Dark Bay/Brown
Height: 16.1 hh
Eye Color: Dark Brown

Personality: We've all had that one friend. The one who's quiet, friendly. Seems no nonsense, fairly kind, and without drama or complicated relationships. And then...they do something...er...'surprising'. You think you know them, and then all of a sudden, your mind is blown by their fabulous, magnificent ways, their overpowering wit and boldness. They have no fear, and no limits. Suddenly, this creature you once knew so well is flying through the air, screaming about how nice the weather is, or shrieking bloody murder and obscenities at that one random dude who called you a bad name. Really, just about anything could set them off, and sometimes you can pour the insult of the world's population on their shoulders and they wont even give a rats kahoot.

You tell yourself...they aren't mad. There is nothing insane about them. They just....have moments. They don't actually attack anybody, and they don't explode unless there is some sort of reason...whether it's good weather, or they're hungry, or they're just in an exceptionally good (or bad) mood. 

Nyx is that friend we all have. When you first encounter her, she's reasonable, kind, encouraging, and just an all around good personality. She can be a little forgetful, and loves a good argument, but she's open-minded and not judgmental. Yet once you've become friends with her, she's a right slap in the face. She can be rude, mouthy, and downright hyper sometimes. She's young, so she still has the flair of youth, but with the style of an adult thrown in. She can be flirty, sassy, and sometimes downright dirty. She's a colorful personality, but if you only meet her once, you barely scratch the surface. Get to know her and you have a wild, funny, and loyal friend for life.

History: Nyx was born into a big herd. She was given her name not for her coat, but for the inconvenient time when she was born - on a cloudy night with a new moon. While the herd was in the mountains, AND several weeks early. She was the younger of three full siblings, and seven half siblings including a set of twins - lets just say her father was very prolific. So, Nyx was part of a big family until she was two years old. In her world, it was an odd mix of respecting the elders, as well as having crazy fun with your siblings. So, she became something of a split personality, for lack of a better definition. When she was a yearling, she and her siblings used to go on day long excursions to wherever they fancied. Living in a nomadic group, they became well versed with different terrains, as well as predators, and developed good fighting skills.

When she was two years old, the herd was raided by two stallions. In such a big group, it's nearly impossible to keep it together during a surprise attack like this, and when her aging father struggled to keep a few of the mares, her two older brothers scooped her up and took her away. They ran for miles and miles, and it was the last time they ever saw their family. Of course, it was well known that this day had been in the making for a long time, but it still hurt. The three loners grouped into a tiny band, helping each other cope, and soon learning to love the life they had. Their family was not dead - that much they were thankful for. 

When her brothers were simply too old to be hanging around together, they broke off, kindly offering their protection to their younger sister, but the three year old filly declined. She wanted to make a life for herself, and being the fast, athletic mare that she was, it was no secret that she could take care of herself. So, the thee musketeers bid each other farewell, and went their separate ways. A year went by, and the young mare slowly began growing into her body, her muscles filling out, getting stronger, faster, and more mature. She ran across several bands, but she never joined any. A stallion tried to round her up, but with a swift kick and a squeal, she was deemed too much trouble, and not worth it.

Yet after a year flying solo, loneliness begins to set in. The hunger for a big family, whether related or not, or just simple companionship. Is that too much to ask for?

pic reference: venomxbaby

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From a rating of one to ten [ten being the best], what would you rate MUSTANG?: 8
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