Name; Luna

 

Mustang

 

Age; 4

 

15.4 hands

 

Coat; Black coat and White/gray mane and tail

 

Eyes; Whiteish-gray, just a bit darker than than the background part of the eye

 

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Friends; Sheba, Brie (Missing)

 

Current Mate; OPEN

 

Past Mate; Brie 

 

Foals; Olivia (Died a few days after birth, from a rouge stallion)

 

Adopted Foals; Sheba

 

Dam; ?

 

Sire; ?

 

Adopted Dam; A rouge only known as By and By

 

Adopted Sire; None

 

Personality; Luna is a bit self conscious about her unusual eyes, but is fierce when needed. She was a loving step-dam to Sheba, the leaders daughter, after both the lead stallion and lead mare were cruelly murdered before Sheba's very eyes by the same horse that killed her precious Olivia. She is wise and playful at times. Her lonely childhood made her distrust others a bit, but if a horse or foal was in need, she would drop anything to help. But healthy, big, rouge stallions terrify her, since her.... Um, experiences... She is scornful of American men, but likes to observe Indians, at a distance. 

 

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History;

 

Luna was born in late autumn. She was abandoned by her disgusted dam, who had thought her to be blind. She staggered around the country, hungry and terrified, but a black with white speckles mare had seen her and taken pity. She soon learned that Luna had a gift: her eyes could see farther and clearer than most horses. By and By taught Luna everything she knew, and Luna collected the knowledge of healing herbs and battle strategies, along with entertaining foals' tales. When she was a year old, she and By and By where separated in a cowboy horse stampede in the desert, led by a buckskin mustang. She soon met Brie and they grew very close. She was expecting a foal before two years. When she found Sheba's Father's herd, she was 2 years and 8 months and in foal. Nobody suspected her pregnancy, not even jealous mares that followed her everywhere, taunting and jeering. She had her foal a week before the raid. Sweet little Oliva resembled Sheba and was murdered helplessly by the rouge that orphaned Sheba and stole the herd. Luna raised poor Sheba on her own, but soon Sheba left to seek revenge for her herd and parents, but not before seeing  Luna to the Cimmaron herd, where she would be safe. That herd was more accepting of her eyes.