Name: Ament

Name meaning: The hidden

Nickname: Alice

Breed: Mustang/Friesian

Eyes: Blue

Gender: Female

Age: 5

Sire: Unknown

Dam: Unknown

Siblings: None

Friends: Always open

Crusher's: Hakaro (LionLover)

Crush: Hopefully Hakaro

Mate: Maybe Hakaro

Foals: None

Herd: The Sanctus Aureus

Rank: Maybe Lead Mare

Likes: Ament likes too feel loved. She likes watching the sunset, being with the herd, foals, having her friends near by, Hakaro, thinking about joy, and warm peacful days.

Dislikes: Ament dislikes feeling neglected, being left on her own, feeling danger near by, seeing a foal in danger, cold nights or days, and feeling depressed.

Personal;ity: Ament can be over protecting at times. She can be calm and joyed when it is peaceful. Ament is a very gentle mare and means no harm to anyone. She has a deep motherly sense, and is known too keep a close eye or play with the foals. If something is wrong, Ament will try to make it right. She is very open minded, and can be stubborn at times.

History:

Foal years:

Ament was born near a large oak tree. She was a small thing, and looked fragile. But her mother loved her, and took good care of her. Life was at first silent and calm. No wars, and no humans to bother them. It was a good time to be wondering around. The spring weather was cool, and warm.
 Free. It was a good feeling to have, and the creek rushing near by was peaceful. It's calm sound of rushing water lulled Ament over to play in it's cool waters. Then there was the breeze that floated in the air. It was warm, and made Ament's heart flutter in joy.
At just two weeks, Ament learned to explore, but not too far away from her mother. There could be dangers, but that was not the concern of a young foal looking for an adventure.
As the weeks followed, Ament grew strong. She was always out and about looking for a play mate. But it was just her and her mother, but that was fine. Ament liked having her mother to herself. It gave her a sense of peace, and security.
When Ament was three months old, she came across a strange sight. A human. Everything in her told her to run, hide. Ament did just that. She galloped off, and hid in a strand of thick brush. Silence, was all that followed after that.
Ament called for her mother an hour later, but did not get an answer back. Slowly, she walked out of the brush and went in search for her mother. After searching for an hour, Ament decided her mother was caught by the human. Now all that filled the little fillies' mind was revenge. Revenge on the human for taking her mother away. Ament galloped off to the place she first caught sight of the wretched human, and followed it's foot prints. Her mothers along with another horses print was mixed in with the humans print. Ament followed them for what seemed like hours. But finally after days, she came across a fort, where they stopped. Filled with terror, Ament turned and galloped off into the woods. Into safety. Her heart was torn, but she just kept running, never looking back.....



Yearling and Adult years:


Now a year old, Ament was on her own. There was a sense of peace with her now, as she wondered the lands in search for something. A herd maybe? Ament just wanted to feel safe. She got what she wanted soon. A stallion came and led her without a word, too a large, beautiful land. Ament was at first hesitant. Why go into a land she knew as unknown? She decided maybe it would be worth it. Besides, she felt lonely and the thought of being around another horse made her push on.
The stallion led her to a clearing, which was stunning. Ament knew she would love her new family as much as she loved her first months with her mother.
Two years passed. Ament was now three. She somehow wished she were older, but it was best to not have such wishful thinking.
Life in the herd was peaceful not to mention grand for Ament. She had become friends with the herd leader Hakaro. But strangely, Ament missed her mother. She tried to forget about her, but the pain of not ever seeing her mother upset her. Still, Ament tried to go on peacefully with her life.
Now at four years of age, Ament was respected more. She was older now, and loved to watch the sun rise. It was by far, one of her favorite things in life. Ament had made a few friends, and she loved the foals. Each one of them was special and unique. They just all seemed to take a place in her heart.
When the spring weather came, Ament spent most her time enjoying the weather and grazing. She never wanted anything but this. Peace had always been her thing. She hated war, or fighting. It just reminded her of the humans.
The days went on peacefully. With the warm weather, Ament went swimming. When she finished, the sun was setting.
"I'm sorry mother," Ament whispered. "I'm sorry for not saving you...."
With a heavy heart, the mare walked slowly back to the herd. She was so busy watching the ground as she walked, that she bumped into another horse. Ament looked up, and gasped. She had bumped into Hakaro.
"I'm sorry," the little mare stammered. Hakaro just smiled.
"No need," he said gently. The stallion eyed the mare, before walking away. Ament watched him leave, a little embarrassed. She shook her head, and looked back up at the sky, taking in it's orange glow.

Head and body: Me

How she is related to Spirit: Her father is in the Calvary

BG: LionLover

Please do not copy, trace or steal her body image.