Mara

Details

Name-  Mara

Nicknames-  Grouchy, Mari, Mar

Breed-Mustang

Color-Chestnut

Age-5yrs

Height- 15.2 hh

 Herd/Group- The Cimmiron Herd(formerly) The Shadow Woods Herd(Currently)

Herd rank-Teacher

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Apearance/Description: Mara looks a lot like most of the horses in spirit's herd. She looks an awfually a lot like her mother. Shes tall and usually looks angry.

Coat color- Chestnut

Mane- Brown

Tail-Brown

Hooves- Grey

Eyes-Dark Brown

Markings- Light Muzzle, 2 socks on hind legs.

Personality: Mara is usaully bitter and grouchy. she's not very positive very often. She tends to be sarcastic, but not a nice/funny sarcastic.She's quite smart and mean.

Likes-Making smart remarks, pointing out flaws, finding a reason to yell at the foals, apples, rainy weather, and handsome stallions.

Dislikes-spirit, being lied to, Being joked about.

Fears-Lightning(It killed her father) , Storms, dark clouds, and cougars.

Wants/Hopes-.To find a perfect stallion.

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Relationships

Dam-a mare in Spirit's herd. Most likely:http://www. This mare behind Esperanza.

Sire-Unknown(Died in Thunderstorm)

Maternal Grandsire-?

Maternal Grandam-?

Paternal Granddam-?

Paternal Grandsire-?

Siblings-?(Open)

Mate-Drachen

Foals-Pregnant(Drachen)

Crush-Drachen

Crushers-Drachen

Friends-Acheron, Draven, Velvet, Eris, Arthur, Conifer, 

Enemies-Spirit, Rain, The Cimarron Herd

Spirit relation: Mara was born outside the Cimarron herd. Her mother joined after her father was killed by lightning in a storm. She grew up with Spirit. She was certain she was going to be his mare when she was older, but he came back with Rain and became bitter and jealous.

History/Bio

I wasn't born in the herd I grew up in. I wanted to fulfill my father before me's dream of leading. But it did not turn out how I intended.

Mara ws born on a peaceful day in the wilderness. For a month everything seemed perfect and heading in the right direction. Until a storm came, and there little herd was torn apart. The herd lost and their stallion struck by lightning. Mara has feared storms since. Her mother met Esperanza and her herd. Then spirit was born. They grew up together, along with the other foals. She always dreamed herself to be Spirit's mare. Leadmare even. 

All hope fled Mara when Spirit was captured. She thought her dream would never be. But then Spirit returned. She could not believe she missed him so much and he had returned with Rain! She had been his freind forever. She turned bitter and jealous and left the herd one night. Spirit wondered where his old friend went. He missed her.

Then she met Acheron and other horses who had a bone to pick with Spirit. She joined them.And thought of revenge the whole time. The time she was in The Shadow Woods Herd,she turned evermore bitter and mean. She made smart remarks abot Lola, Velvet, even Acheron and her good friends. eventually just about every member called Mara, Grouchy or the grouch behind her back.(Even acheron!) Besides her dreams of revenge and leadership, she dreams of the perfect stallion. She keeps loving Drachen for more reasons and makes smart remarks behind his back the most.

Eventually Mara's teasing Lola got to a poin where Eris stood up for her. Lola. Stand up for yourself, and stop making fun of Lola,  if you hate people who are afraid so much, than talk to Drachen about how you feel you coward! 

Mara was hurt, only Eris found a way to do that. First of all I don't know what you mean and since when do you care about anything other than your reflection?

Eris was silent, but Mara was still cracking under ner gaze. Why isn't it bothering her?!She wanted to know so badly why eris seemed unafected by her smart remarks, sarcasm and rudeness.

After that for some reason Drachen seemed to figure out somethinmg about Mara. He liked her to. Mara seemed to be the only horse to get close to Drachen. Soon they became mates and Mara was to have his foal. Eris still watched silently withy her blue eyes.Who cares what that vain young mare thinks anyway? Sometimes eris felt like a friend, but lately the only thing she was looking at wasn't her reflection.