Name meaning: "Fawn"

Nicknames: Tia

Birthname: Awentia

Age: 4

Size: 15.3hh

Sex: Mare (Female)

Breed: Mustang

Family...

Sire: Unknown

Dam: Harmonia

Siblings: Avonaco

Mate: (Is to come)

Foals: (Are to come)

Crush: Slightly on Deseronto

Crushers: (OPEN)

Appearence...

Pelt: Brown (American paint)

Markings: White patches

Mane/tail: light and dark grey

facial markings: A white blaze, black muzzle

Eyes: Dark brown

Hooves: Cream

Relationships...

Harmonia: This mare is nice to Awentia, but often tries to set her up with stallions. Harmonia is Awentia's mother, and due to the abscence of Awentia's father, Harmonia decided to step in and has been with her daughter for many years now.

Avonaco: Awentia's big brother. Avonaco has a very mute personality and doesn't talk much. Awentia knows how to handle Avonaco's short temper, but likes to mind her own buisness.

Deseronto: A friend. Pulsar kept trying to set Deseronto and Awentia up with each other but they both refused. They still remain friends and have discovered that they do have a similiar personality.

Pulsar: The leader of the herd. Pulsar was trying to be clever and munipulative by forcing Deseronto and Awentia to become mates. But when they refused he gave up and decided to focus on herd duties instead.

Spirit: Harmonia keeps trying to get Awentia to meet Spirit and become mates. But Awentia refuses. Spirit helped Awentia and Harmonia to escape when a cavalry raid came and destroyed the Lakota village.

Land...

Past homes: Lakota village

Present homes: Pulsar's darklands

Herd: the Bandit herd

herd ranking: A mare

Personality...

Wants: Deseronto to like her even more, Harmonia to stop going on about stallions, she will be attacked

Fears: The cavalry, cougars, being alone

Likes: Being in a crowd, intelligence, attention, racing other mares

Dislikes: Harmonia setting her up with stallions, the cavalry, the colonel

Traits: Shy, self-concious, joyful, vulnerable, curious

History...

I was born without a father, my mother raised me instead. Ever since I was a foal my mother convinced me that I should start looking for stallion early, I guess I was brought up around them. I grew up to become a dainty looking mare with a shy personality. I wasn't very talkative around stallions, I could pour my heart out to mares though. The only stallion I knew so well was my older, mute brother named Aavonaco. He'd just wonder around in circles, doing nothing for five hours straight.

My owner was a woman who had great ambitions to fight in a war. But she wasn't alowed, but that would stop her. She would disguise herself and go riding me around the village. We had a strong bond, but I felt that we didn't know each other like she knew me. She painted symbols on me and tied three feathers in my mane.

One day, when we were patroling the village, a stallion was seen with Little Creek's horse. Once again my mother was trying to persuade me to talk with him. But I didn't. But then there was a wierd smell on the air. Just then, the cavalry came and galloped towards the tipis. They started to destroy the village.They took away my owner and the other horses. Me, my mother and my brother didn't know what to do, until the stallion I saw earlier came and helped us escape. We followed him and escaped the cavalry raid. When we were away from it, the stallion said his name was Spirit. We thanked him and he left, much to my mother's dispair.

We travelled for days until we found a small herd. The herd leader's name was Pulsar, and he had a grandson named Deseronto. I developed a liking to Deseronto because we had similair personalities. Pulsar and my mother tried to set me up with Deseronto but I knew I wasn't good enough so I said no.

Voice: Hillary Duff

Credits...

Body and head render (c)blackhorsebeth

background (c)Spirit:SoTC