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Name: Kalea
Gender: Mare
Age: Immortal
Color: Black Tobiano Pinto
Alliance: Mystical
Special markings:
Unususal Star and Snip on Forehead
Pictures:
Pic 1-Full Body Picture
Pic 2-Full Body Running Picture
Pic 3-Head Picture
Pic 4- Made by Feel The Magic
Sample Statement:
on another wild horse site
Windtalker’s crania still hurt as she shook it to try and clear the hazy feeling. The ebony fringed with ivory whipcord if the femora twitched away the flies from the scrapes around her sides. Where had she gotten them? Was it possible she had fallen off the trail the mare had seen as she awoke? Painted pelt gave a shudder as hoof beats entered her thorns. An equine appeared out of the coniferous forest that lay in front of her. pine needles quivered as pine tree branches were pushed aside, enabling the horse to approach Windtalker.
Nares flared as a baritone voice rang out from a brown pinto czar. White Wolf was what he introduced himself as, the leader of this place. The place was called Everfern as the stag had mentioned it as he introduced himself. Windtalker’s deep mahogany eyes looked up to the azure atmosphere. Mountains surrounded this crater area called Everfern she deducted from her observations. Tiara was lowered to normal height so she could answer the stallion.
“I can’t remember how I got or why I am here, milord, White Wolf. My dubbance is Windtalker, and my intent I know is not to harm you or any of your herd. However, I don’t recall my purpose for being here.” the painted femora answered. Racking her brain for memories, Windtalker found nothing but the hazy feeling which she had woke up to. Cranium throbbed constantly as Windtalker stood. The hazy feeling was starting to overtake the mare as she felt dizzy at the moment, swaying side to side.
She felt certain that she would collapse from dizziness. Why can’t I remember anything? How did I even get here? I can’t recall anything but my own name and my alliance even. Windtalker thought. White Wolf didn’t seem like a threat at the moment. Swaying side to side, the painted mare started to tremble. Trying not to collapse and determined not to, she straightened up and her orbs gazed at White Wolf and his mare and colt.
History:
Birth
The fae was born to two unknown mysticals that abdoned her in the mystical lands. The fae was adopted by a passing fae as the flicka shivered in the cold night. The flicka was forver gracious to her as she taught the flicka everything she knew about the mystical's history.
Early Days
The flicka enjoyed palying with other fillies of her own age. Innocent of everything, Kalea was happy to have fun with her friends. The mare who adopted her was named Esther and allowed her to roam the Mystical relams at will.
Present
Kalea is alone. She has no mate and lusts for love. She currently roams the lands, a wanderer and a traveler. No one is her friend as of yet and she has no emenies yet either. Immortallity she appreicates becuase of the fact that if she finds a mate, they will live forever.
Physical Look:
Her ebony and ivory pelt is a sure thing not to miss. Her height is about 16 hands tall, and is used to her advantage. Her built is light but with strong hindquarters that allow her to ran fast, and leap over barrier up to 10 feet high. Her tassels are of a mostly white color with ebony fringed in their very fibers. Her banner is the same as her mane. Two special powers inhabited the mare's bodice. Shapeshifting is one. She has the power to turn into any creature that she desires short of mystical creatures. Her other power is the pwoer of the storm. She can summon lightning and thnder at her will. This makes her a dangerous emeny.
Attitude:
This sweet thing is a temptress, sure and to the point. Her temper sometimes gets the best of her and her powers comes into play. Kalea can be kind, and her beauty lures stallions to her. She has no wish to kill except if the equines has killed another one of her firends. The painted mare tends to look at the world as a dangerous place for young ones, and is glad that she is immortal. The mare can never die but can get injured but not permantly. Kalea knows that someday she will find a true love that she will be faithful to. THis mystical mare loves to transform into predators, particuallly big cats and wolves. SHe most often is found in the form of a white wolf, couagr, or white Bengal tiger. Kalea loves to have power and is glad of her ablities to transform and summon storms.
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