~Personal Info~
Name: Socks
Nick Name: Sock

Age: Depends on how I draw her.
Gender: Mare
Breed: Appaloosa
Color: Leopard Appaloosa
height: 14.1

~About~

Personality: Loves to be ridden but at times can be very spunky, rational, bombproof and smart, pretty easy going, at times may be stubborn and  will try to not do something she does not want to do. (This only happens when being ridden)

Likes: Being put to work, being ridden and going out doors.
Dislikes: Being stuck inside the stables all the time, doing some thing that she does not want to do.  

~Relationship Info~

Sire: Unknown (Open)
Dam: Unknown (Open)
Siblings: Satin (Open)

Mate: None ( If she is going to have a mate i am going to be picky on who i will choose.)
Foals: None

Crusher: Open
Crush: None

Friends: Open


~Bio~

                                                    
  Socks' past was not the saddest one nor was one to remember every day. She was born and raised on horse ranch, and when she was able to live without her mother she was sold and started training. Training went well but since she was still young she had a lot of spunk. Then everything paid off. She started out herding cattle, which she did not mind but would rather not have to deal with lazy and stubborn bull vines.

Then she was sent to the Calvary. When finding this out Socks wondered why she was sent there and if she had done something wrong but then tried to look at it as a new beginning. When arriving to the Calvary it started a bit hard for her, she wasn't used  to such a stricked enviorment but got used to it over time. Thought she never really got used to the Colonel.