Name: Jay

Nicknames: Jay-Jay, Jayster,  Jumby, (Open)

Age: 3 almost 4

Enjoys: Andy, foals, Night.  Being brush.  Carrots and apples. Attention

Dislikes: Saddles, whips, spurs, puma, The Conel, waking up

Fears:  Tunder storms,  bridles

Mate:  None (Closed)

Exmate: None (Open)

Crush: Andy (Bopsie)

Crusher: None (Open)

Best Friend: None (Open)

Friends: None (Open)

Pelt: Golden Roan Paint

Eyes: Forest Green

Height: 14.3

History:

Jay had never seen the life outside of the Calvary.  She always was there. It was her home and she hated and loved it at the same time. The disaplen but its where her friends where.  Let her start from the begining

I lay in the straw for a while. I was all wet.  I felt something soft and wet go ov erme.  It was my mothers tounge. I opened my eyes to see brown wood boards around me. I looked around more and saw a mother with kind eyes.  I smiled at the mare and she smiled back.  She was a paint horse.  She had almost the same markings as me but she was a dark brown paint.  Her  eyes where rich green and very welcoming.  

"I name you Jay" 

"J-j-j-aaaaaayyy?" 

"Yes Jay,  Im Moma."

"Mommmmmmmma?"

Relation to Spirit:  The Conel is her rider

More up later.  Had to go

Lineart: Little Kiria on DA