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Name: Dapple

Breed: American Mustang x Quater Horse

Age: 4

Gender: Fillie

Eye colour: Grey

Marking: Dappled Grey. Bald face, 4 black stocking, with a white sock on front foot.

Parents: Unknown

Siblings: unknown

Stallion: OPEN

Foals: None

Herd: Izzy, zhips and nicos herd

Likes: Being around horses she knows and freedom

Dislikes: Fighting, arguing, people invading her personal bubble and pushy horses and people

Personality: She is quiet sensitive and kind.  She does not like fighting or arguing, and trys not to do things which may generate conflict. Shes loyal and faithful. Shes not interested in leading or controlling others, she happy to be told what to do, unless the horse is being pushy. She likes to have her own space, and dislike having it invaded. She is slow to show her affection with word and has a tendency to hold back their thoughts and feelings.

Herd Rank: normal mare

Relation to spirit: N/A

Bio: Dapple was born in aranch. Her dad was a wild mustang, and her mum escaped and the owners found her mum two days after. They soon realised her mum was pregnant. 10 months later, dapple was born.

When she was 1, her mum would be taken for rides by the owner. Dapple always wondered why the man was on her mums back but at the end of the day, she would forget about it and run to greet her mum. 

When she was three and a half, the oner decieded it was time to break her in. She was confused with it all, but then the man started being rough. He started whipping her and dapple didnt like it. She bucked and reared at him, he would whip her more. She ran around the pen in fright and he would shout and whip her. That was enough for her to be put off people for the rest of her life.

At the end of the day, with no luck trying to break her in, the owner decieded he would continue tomorrow. That night she was talkig to her mum. She told her she wasnt taking anymore of this, and wanted to be rnnnign wild, like the horses she had seen on the other side of the fence. She told her mum that she could come with her. Then her mum snapped...She houted at her, telling her the men was good to them, it was meant to be that way, humans controlling horses and that in the wild, she would die. Dapple decieded she would go it alone.

That night, she continually kicked and banged against the stable door, untill eventually, bolt broke and she was free. She gave one l;ast hope full glance at her mum, but her mum turned away and shook her head. Dapple sighed, turned and ran. She ran out the stable, Past the pen she has spent the whole day being beaten by man. She came to the gate, and jumped over it, barely making a sound.

Once she was a good distance away, she stopped runnign and took a rest. She stopped and thought. She had no idea what a wild horse did. Later that day, she was unware that a courgar was stalking her. When she finally saw it she didnt run away, unknowing what it was. The courgar smiled wickedly , it pounced. Dapple felt the instinct to run, but it would of been to late, she squeezed her eyes shut, but after a while, nothing happened. She opened her eyes to see horses chasing the courgar off. They had saved her.

She became friends with the herd, but the herd didnt want any more members. Instead she just followed them around. She got on some of their nerves but other just put up with her. They hoped she would find a mate or another herd to pester. 

One day, she was walking around when she went past another herd. A stallion, called izzy came up and started talking with her. He soon welcomed her into the herd and dapple was happy there