Name: Ryver

Age: 5

Gender: Mare

 Dam: Unknown

Sire: Unknown

Siblings: None

Friends: Pegasus, Rattlesnake

Foe's: NONE

Herd: Pegasus'

Herd Rank: Mare,

Mate: Planned

Crush: Has her eyes on a certain stallion who just joined the herd.

Crushers: None

Likes: Running, playing, napping

Dislikes: Humans

History:

Ryver was born in Europe and raised and trained in Dressage till the age of three, she was then imported to the American west for a boy to use as a dressage horse. She arrived in the west after many hours on a rocking ships and loud and fast trains. She at first didn't like the west, but grew used to it.

The first year she was there she and the boy won a few local dressage competitions. Ryver became a local star and was favored among the humans, but she wasn't happy, she often watched the wild horses run free on the horizon and longed to be with them, she was the only horse here.

The next year the boy was drafted and took Ryver to the fort with him where she escaped and ran to the canyons where she met a grey stallion with a bloody shoulder marking in the shape of wings. She learned his name was Pegasus, and he was starting a herd in the mountains, and at first she was reluctant to agree, but with the lack of knowledge she had of surviving in the wild she agreed and soon became good friends with the stallion and became second in comand mare in a sense.

A few months after the start of the herd, it was still just the two of them, then on day Pegasus told her to stay put and she did, then a few minutes later he called for her and she went down the ledge to see a large brindle stallion laying on the ground with claw mark over his right eye. She looked at the stallion and nudged him up genstly, holding his weight up with the help of Pegasus and led him to the herd.

Relation to spirit- used to live in the canyons that he ran through to escape the Calvary

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