Name:Cień

Nicknames:Shady,Shadow or Misty

Age:4 Years 6 months

Breed:Konik

Gender:Mare

Height:13.1 HH

 Father:Spiderwick

Mother:Hollow

Siblings:Avalible

Relation to Spirit:Cień was captured and held in the same Calvary camp as Spirit.

Mate:Avalible

Foals:N/A

Herd:Sunset Herd

Friends:Avalible

Enemies:Avalible

Personality:Cień,like her name,is shadowy,myterious in almost every single way.She can be kind and caring,but will lash out if pressured,scared or just plain agitated.

Likes:Friends,Happiness,Shadows,Family,Foals,Birds,Darkness

Dislikes:Battles,Some Stallions,Strict Horses,Seeing a friend/family member hurt or being fought.

History:When Cień  was born,She was in the shadows,this giving her mother the idea to give her the name,"Cień".As she grew,she shown her small breeds feautures,small but stocky body,fluffy mane and slightly feathered hooves.

At the age of three,her father-the lead stallion-sent her to one of the protectors;stallions who had been almost killed and/or chased away from there recent herd.She wasnt so lucky as she was put with the meanest stallion ever,Who treated small horses with the horriblest attidue EVER.She was beaten,and beaten,and beaten until one day she lashed out,kicking him sharply in the chest making his heart miss a beat as her hooves struck him.She was exciled by her father for she wasn't loyal to him,or the herd in her ways.Her father ddn't know the whole thing.

Soon she was purseud by some paleskins,approaching from behind they drove her into a dead end.They thought of her as a small pony that would be easy to catch,but she was far from that.When the ropes flew,she reared bucked and lashed out,making the ropes tighter as they coiled around her like snakes.She fell to the ground as the last few ropes lunged at her,dragging herself to her feet she had no choice but to follow them as the pulled at her neck,tightening the rope around it.

In the next few days they had reached the calvary camp.She was exaughsted by the fight and the trip there.She looked around and saw a bucksin stallion tied to a post.She nickered to him but didn't get a response.In the next hour or so he was in the arena and the soilders were clambering on his back,trying to manipulate him.She snorted with disgust."How could one let something ride upon your back like a cougar?" She spat before lowering her head to the surprisingly gorgous fodder she had been provided with.

That night a wolf seemed to howl,and an owl hoot.She pricked her ears,seeing a small boy next to the stallion.She snorted as a knife clung to the earth next to the boy who cut his ropes,freezing as the colonel stepped out trying to tame the stallion.She watched and grimaced as the creature put up a fight.in the end she lowered her head,not suspecting the change of tides as the boy clambered onto the stallions neck and galloped out of the fort,leaving the farrier grinning almost insanley.

She figured out what was holding her in the retched place called a "Stall" as she found the item wedged between to roundish things that held to the door and the supports of the building.She wrapped her teeth around the cylinder and pulled it out,dropping it to the floor and nudging the door with her nose as she trotted out merrily as the men carelessly forgot to shut the gates as she slipped out and back into the wild.

To present day,she has resided in the Sunset Herd,content with the ways and hoping none of the stallions are as horrible as her old one......

Credits:Lineart-(c) Aleta Background-(c)BrotherBear