Nephilim

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Name: Nephilim

Gender: Mare

Breed: Appaloosa x Friesian

Genetics: Ee/aa/nLp

Age: 4

Arrived in MUSTANG: Autumn, year 8

Coat Color: Black leopard spot

Height: 15.3hh

Eye Color: Green

Personality:



A lost soul, Neph is the type of mare that stays in the shadows, out of the possibility of socialization. Though she holds nothing against speaking with others, she isn't the type to actively seek it out. She has a kind heart, and is very accepting of others despite whatever quirks they may have. She is very fearful, filled with anxietys, her mind always on what harm could come to her in any given situation. This is part of the reason why she won't approach strangers, for fear that they might hurt her, but she hides that fear the majority of the time. She is trustworthy, and protective of those close to her, and respectful to those she dislikes, but makes them aware of the fact that she dislikes them. Neph can be both submissive or dominant, depending on what is asked of her. She has no problem being beneath higher powers, but also has the strength to take control of situations if it is needed of her.

History:

Neph had been conceived while her mother was in captivity, she had an unplanned breeding with a handsome Friesian stallion. During a raid of the small stable she lived in, her mother escaped after the fence had been knocked down and the other horses were being taken. She found a large band that had taken her in, and birthed Neph, but due to the large size of the foal she had been torn up in labor, dying a few hours later from internal bleeding. Luckily for the infant Neph, she was fostered by another mare that had given birth to a stillborn. She had a fairly normal upbringing, and was very loved by most of the other mares who felt bad for her even though she wasn't blood to any of them. She was, as one might say, raised by a village. As a yearling, her foster mother had another foal, a healthy colt, which young Neph cherished as a little brother, teaching him everything she knew and playing with him. But then a terrible storm came at night when she and her brother were playing, their absence unknown. The rest of the band dashed for shelter, not knowing that they were leaving the two behind. Neph searched for them, going right into the middle of the storm to find their family, her brother in tow, but she had no luck. By the time the storm was over, she realized that her little brother was weak, and he collapsed from hypothermia. The yearling tried to provide him warmth, but it did not suffice. Soon the rest of the band found them, wrapped around each other, but the colt was dead. That night she left them, riddled by guilt, blaming herself for his death, and never returned.



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

What do you suggest we do next/improve?: Nothing that you aren't already working on :3

Where did you find us?: Whip<3

What would you like to be called?: Monster, Mon... Be creative I don't mind xD

((I totally recycled her history and personality from another site, let me know if I need to change anything))

[Whipster]

Accepted <3
And there isn't a max height of 15.3 in case you didn't realize!