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| August 24, 2012 | ||
Cont:Aisha got up on her long legs and tested them out, walking
around, investigating the new environment. She walked next to her
mother, not missing a single thing she walked past. She saw a few
other new foals playing in the field. So she walked over and started
playing. But that didnt last very long. The foals were just about to
start a game of tag, when everything freezed. Nobody moved, they were
all listening to the sound of about a million hooves pounding on the
ground. They all looked towards their left and there was about 12 men
mounted on horses, looking down at the herd like a pack of hungry
wolves. The men and their horses raced down into the valley, and all
the horses from the herd ran. Aisha tried to find her mother, but with
all the ruckus she was nearly stepped on. Aisha ran with the rest of
the herd, she had a team of 2 men following her, racing after her like
they were the wolves and she was the rabbit. The next thing Aisha knew she was captured. She woke up in a strange place..she was boxed in a large wooden object, she could hardly see over the window to see anything. Then a young girl came in. She was very kind, and very gentle towards Aisha. She soon grew a bond with the young girl, and they were partners. Relation to S-SotC: His half-sister |
| August 24, 2012 | ||
Name: Aisha(meaning ‘life’ in Swahili) Nickmane: None. Breed: Quarter Horse Age: 4 Gender: Female/Mare Coat/Colour: Palomino Pearl.. Markings: arrow; four socks. --------------------------------------- Parents:Esperanza x Froot Loop Siblings: Spirit (half) Mate/Crush: Naught Foals: None Rider: Rosalie Torres. --------------------------------------- Homeland: The Cimarron Herd: None, she’s a ranch horse. Likes: Running, Relaxing, Spending time with her owner Dilikes: Mean people and horses, getting hurt Fears: Losing her owner Personality: Kind,Caring,Sweet,Cautious of everything History: It was a warm summer day in the lands of the Cimarron Herd. The lead mare Esperanza was having her first foal. The mares of the herd stood around watching as a beautiful palomino filly was brought into the world. The foal sat beside her mother and opened her eyes, looking around at all the mares staring down at her. The fillys name was Aisha. She was a young palomino filly, first born and half-sister to a legend. |