

Jenny
Name: Jennifer
Meaning: the one of grate spirit
Nicknames:Jenny
Age: 2 years
Gender: female
Height: one meter with 40
Weight: 800 pounds (aprox)
Length: one and a half meter
Breed: mustang
Coat: silver cream line back
Eye color: blue
Hair color: brown and white
Markings: pinto markings and line back
Scars/injuries: none
Deformities: none
Home: the grassy plains
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RELATIONSHIPS:
Mother: Unknown
Father:deceased
Mate: open!
Crush: Open,
Crushers: Open!
Friends:Open
Best friend male:
Best friend female:
Herd: Searching
Rank: none
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TRAITS/CREDITS:
Likes: the nature sound, peace, water, nature in general
Dislikes: being rejected
Dreams: peace
Fears: nigh
Personality: It is thought suitable. It is expressed as easy to harmonize, and liberal thinker shows easily to shape pleasing to an always high imagination creations,She loves the things of love, honor and family, Emotional nature that everything takes. It is expressed by means of the method, implementation, and the hierarchy. She loves the sound, which grows and protects it. Likes to be sure.
Bio:
My story begins on a hot day of summer the sun filled my eyes with light letting me see the world there was a big eagle flying over my head "smiling" at me welcoming me to the world. A breeze hit me on the face, and mum stood up she saw me with the eyes filled with happiness and joy.
- come on my dear filly stand up I know you can- she said to me with a sweet voice
Mom pushed mi with her head and lifted me after that she pushed me by her side
-see this is a farm we have cows chickens and pigs for you to play we also have many horses and foals-
A strange two legs creature approached and mom run to his side making me fall to the ground .
I felt something move on my neck it was a small chick
-HEY!! Watch your steps you could kill me over there- he complained
-com on Rodrick she is only a young filly-
He looked at me with his round eyes with some shy
-sorry I thought you were older- Rodrick said
-Nah?-
-you can talk dear-
Mum picked me up and the two legs creature, it scratched my head with its cold "paw" I moved my head quickly full of fear.
-it's all right dear he is a good man-
-nah?-
- this creatures are humans and they take care of us-
-nah-
The human guided my mom into a barn to a stable a dun stallion saw us with a big smile on his face
-she is beautiful Tina a good race filly-
-I don't know Albert maybe the human put her to give classes or to work-
-how you are called sweetheart- Albert said
-I want to put her Jennifer-
-Jenny see he is uncle Albert a champion race horse- -but now you need to sleep-
Week 2
Monday February 5
I woke up discovering that I was on my moms back she was lied on the ground sleeping peacefully i stood up and started to drink some of the water on my bucket Tom the neighbor foal came to say good morning
-Hey Jenny you're going to play on the lake , they say that the is a ghost that kills foals at night.-
-I don't know it sounds scary and.... I don't think that mom is going to let me go-
-come on are you scared? You are one of the bravest fillies of the group you need to go you're mom don't need to know-
-I'm not sure....-
-well well what we have here the pigeons pair are afraid to go- said Jeremy the oldest foal on the barn
-I'm not afraid actually I'm going to go - said Tom
-see you there babies-
Relation to spirit: the foals group took some of spirits mares on a close future