"Summer has come and passed, the innocence can never last! Wake me up when September ends..."

Information and Genetics

Name: Amalinze (Am-uh-linse)
Name Origin: It's actually a male African name. But it's pretty, so I used it. It also appears in Chinua Achebe's "Things Fall Apart."
Age: 6
Breed: Exmoor Wild Horse, Thouroughbred, Mustang
Sex: Mare
Coat: Dark Champagne
Markings: Socks, Brindle, Birdcatcher Spots
Carried Genes: Birdcatcher Spots, Brindle (rare), Tovero, Smoky Black, Fleabitten Grey (rare), Dapple, Green Eyes, Amber Eyes, Blindness (recessive; rare).

Parentage and Relationships

Dam: Cuervo                   Sire: Marquez
Siblings: N/A                  Offspiring: N/A

Esperanza

Amalinze' cousin and closest childhood friend. Esperanza had a great impact on Amalinze' health as a filly and was where she spent most of her time. This relationship and bond was very strong until Strider came along. Amalinze, who had originally introduced the pair, instantly regretting it when she and Essy stopped talking so Essy could spend all of her time with Strider. This resulted in Amalinze finding Cirius, her first love and ex-mate, as well as Amalinze's leaving of the Cimmarron herd.

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Cirius

Cirius was the shy young stallion that first took interest in Amalinze iafter she grew older and more beautiful. He filled the void Esperanza left after becoming Strider's shadow, and the two were best friends for a while before realizing they wanted something more. This resulted in them becoming mates and leaving the Cimmarron herd to start a herd of their own. This they did, founding the Grey Amaryllis Herd. However, after various miscarriages in trying to birth an heir, Amalinze let Cirius go to find a more worthy lead mare, going off on her own and leaving Cirius in a spiraling depression that would later tear the once successful herd apart.

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Domingo

After wandering for an unspecified amount of time as a rogue, Amalinze ran into Domingo as he was patrolling the territory of the Legacy Herd. He immidietely charmed her, and much to her delight and gratitude, he took her in to allow her to be in the herd instead of throwing her out for tresspassing. After settling in to the herd, Amalinze took great interest in getting to know this stallion better, and he seemed to enjoy it. Maybe he was charmed by her magic in return...

Character Description

Personality: Amalinze is very level headed and deep-hearted. She is very wise, way beyond her years, and concerned with structure and poise. When you first meet her, she is a lot like that one teacher who is always handing out orders and sheet upon sheets of work. That teacher who you can't stand because she's just so...so...organized. She can be very stern at times, but not stern like your boss, stern in a motherly way. She dreams of being a mother, and is absolutely perfect for the role. Other than her stern "teacher mode," Amalinze can be a very steady friend who always gives advice and gives you a helping hand (...hoof?). However, she tends to be very brutally honest and straight to the point, which frequently offends and angers other horses. The way she sees it; it's better have been honest to than to have been lied to. Amalinze makes a lot of true friends with this type of honesty, and though it is hard to get used to her structured, quiet, brutal prescence, when you do, you see her magic. She has a strange way of pulling you in, and once you are there, she has a strange quality that makes you feel like you had known her all along, and that you never want to leave her side. What or why this is, no one knows. It's just her strange, magical charm.

Story

Black and White

Amalinze was born deep in the heartland of the Cimmarron herd. She was the daughter of Esperanza's aunt, and was very close to Esperanza in her early years. She and Essy were born around the same time, so they were instantly best friends. The two cousins were as close as sisters, and their mothers were quite pleased by this. In the beginning, Amalinze was a very sickly and thin filly, and she almost did not make it through birth. This was supposedly cured by vigorous playtimes with her best friend and cousin, Esperanza. She soon grew into an awkward and long legged yearling.

Amalinze and Esperanza were like night and day when they reached their first year. Esperanza had grown into a tall and gorgeous palomino filly, loved by many and hated by none. She was a social butterfly and very good with people. In comparison, Amalinze was very awkward and unpleasing, always bested by her best friend. She was shy and meek, however was very orderly and level. As the months passed. Amalinze grew more and more unsure of Essy's behaviour. She was turning into a lovestruck little something, and soon a lot of their talks transformed from lighthearted banter and deep friendly conversations to Amalinze constantly giving Esperanza boy advice. Amalinze began to feel troubled, as if she were loosing her best friend.

The Tables Turn

When they reached their third year, Amalinze had changed 180%. Instead of a lanky, awkward, ungraceful twit, she blossomed into a curvy, stout, and stunning mare. She had intelligent yellow-green eyes and a lively look about her that definitely turned heads. But she was not as lively as she looked. Around this time, she had introduced Esperanza to the most eligible bachelor in the Cimmarron herd, Strider. Ever since their meeting, Esperanza barely spoke to Amalinze, for she was constantly with Strider. Amalinze had never had many other true friends, other than Essy, and this deeply hurt her and she descended into a bit of a depressed state of mind. But a saviour was on the horizon.

A certain stallion had taken great interest in Amalinze since she had bloomed into such a graceful flower. His name was Cirius, and he was one of the constantly overlooked shy-guys that all of the pretty mares never looked twice at. It was one particularly dreary day when Amalinze noticed his interest, and relaized that he was actually quite a handsome boy. He became her best friend, in place of Esperanza. They shared secrets and openly spoke about their worries, and even cried in front of each other. They were inseperable, and it wasn't long before they fully realized their true feelings. He swept her off of her hooves, and they decided to run away together to start their own herd. This didn't affect the lovestruck Esperanza until Spirit was born, when she realized the one mare that could have been Spirit's godmother was gone, and would never see her son.

The Grey Amaryllis

It took two months for Amalinze and Cirius to find a territory to call their own. It was at the base of a mountain, surrounded by a redwood forest and rich in thick grasses to satisfy the herd's needs. It wasn't long before rogue wandererd began to request to join the herd, which had been named, "The Grey Amaryllis." The level and ordered Amalinze and the strong and just Cirious led a very successsful herd, and numbers were increasing rapidly.

The pair of leaders were very pleased with the lot they had been given, and soon, when rogue entry was closed off, mares became pregnant and soon the first foal was born. Amalinze and Cirius were in early in their fourth year when this happened, and were overjoyed at the progress their amateur herd had made in just under a year! It seemed that they had it made, but they were lacking something. Sure, they were young, but the herd needed an heir. And Amalinze wanted a foal ever so badly. So, they tried for one.

Unfortunate Occurences

When Amalinze became pregnant, the couple was ecstatic. They were to be parents! No one could be more happy than Amalinze, however, who had dreamed of being a mother since she had been a filly herself. However, things did not go as planned. Amalinze's first pregnancy ended in a miscarriage, and though she knew she and Cirius could just try again, she was devastated. She hoped for a better outcome in the furute, but this became the sad story of her life. She was pregnant three more times, each time ending in a miscarriage, and both horses were very troubled. Amalinze was absolutely devastated for a long time, not only because she wanted a foal herself, but for having let down her beloved stallion in being unable to provide and heir.

Soon, depressed and hurt, Amalinze confronted Cirius. She knew this would affect them both very negatively, but it had to be done. she explained to him carefully that since she had been unable to provide him an heir, it was fated for her to move on and let him find a new mare to suit the herd's needs. Cirius frantically tried to make her see reason, to tell her that she was perfect for the herd and that they could keep trying, or adopt an heir. Amalinze, however, was convinced that she had lost her chance to be his forever, and even when he begged and pleaded that he needed her by his side to be lead stallion, that he needed ehr to be happy, she just shook her head and gave him one last nuzzle. She walked away from there and never returned.

Darkness Prevails

After leaving her first and seemingly only love, Amalinze fell into a numb period. This time is very much a blur to her, but most of it consisted of jsut trying to survive. She felt dead, just making her way through her days slowly and routinely. She still does not talk about this time of her life much, for she is very ashamed of it and honestly it was all a numb blur. This was a time when she thought she would never love again. Little did she know that her knight in shining armor was just a small reach away...

The Northern Star

A near death experience shocked her back to life and left her floundering for a foothold. She realized how much of a mess she had been, and feeling unnecisarily sheepish, she rebuilt her life day by day. She wanted to find another herd to call home; she dared not go back to The Grey Amaryllis because she would only humiliate herself and find herself upset all over again when she saw her handsome ex-mate's new lead mare. So she decided on a whim to follow the brightest star in the sky, the Northern Star, and see where that lead her. At this time, Amalinze was around 5.5 years and definitely ready to settle down. Being a rogue was not her style.

Since she traveled by night, she often didn't realize when she was walking into a territory. She ruined her chances of joining herds many times after walking blindly into another's territory. But, one fateful new moon night, she would meet someone that would turn out to be very improtant to her, and bring her back to her leaderly self...

The Knight with the Medicine Hat

It was dark, for the moon was new and showed no sign of it's normal dull light. Amalinze was wandering aimlessly, not really paying attention, for the dark left her completely clueless of where she was headed. So she was taking a leisurely walk through the chilly late-fall night when she literally ran into a warm, tall figure walking in the opposite direction. It seemed that neither of them had been paying attention to where they were going, and the look of stupifaction on both of their faces was quite humorous. The handsome white and dun stallion stammered endearingly, and Amalinze laughed a light tinkering laugh in return. She learned that this male's name was Domingo, and he was co-lead stallion of the herd that occupied this territory. Appalled that she had once again waltzed uninvited into another herd's territory, Amalinze apologized vigorously, giving the strong stallion his own chance to chuckle in amusement. Having been charmed somehow by this mare, he let her follow him back into the herd to meet with the other lead stallion, Image, to discuss her entry into the herd. She was forever grateful for this, and after being accepted and settling in, her attention again returned to the tall and built medicine hat stallion who intrigued her so. Whatever chance she got, she exchanged words with the charming male, attempting to get to know him better and developing unsaid feeling for him as well.

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