Name: Savanna

Called:Vanna

Age : Varies

Breed: Araloosa (Apaloosa /Arabian)She may have some mustang in her from her mother.

Color:Bay

Eye Color:Dark Brown

Markings:White blanket, Blaze, White stockings, with cream hooves

Personality:Savanna is a gentle kind caring mare, but she does have a wild side, she enjoys having fun and is known for her flirting. She uses her charm sometimes to get what she wants, but normally Savanna is a sweetheart and even though she likes to have her fun, will stop once she has found a mate. She hates being forced to do anything and will make sure her voice is heard. Shes very opinioated.(after the incident) she is very shy and withdrawn, doesnt trust anyone right away, has nightmares about the stallion who abused her.

Likes: flirting, Hotspur, being around other mares, having fun

Dislikes:rough stallions, being forced to do something she does not want to.

Sire:Unknown

Dam: This brownish red female with the star on her head

Sibilings: Kestrel, Open(oly open for half siblings)

Stallion:HotSpur(c)FV

Crush:HotSpur(c)FV

Foals: One deceased / Adopted Foals: None

Herd:The Cimmeron Herd(Born into) (Now) The Spring Valley Herd(c)FV

History:

Savanna was born around the time there was calm in the Cimmeron Herd. Of course her mother loved her at once, but her father a fleeting stallion had decided it was time to move on. Her mother was very upset that the stallion had used her but when she looked down at her daughter, she realized that she had gotten the best thing out of it. this little filly. She named her daughter Savanna and as soon as she could taught Savanna everything. Savanna grew up in a time when Spirit was still a colt. She grew up with him, but also knew deep in her heart when she grew up it would be time for her to find her own way.

As Savanna grew she realized that life in the herd was just way to boring for her. She wanted excitment, she wanted joy, she wanted to be wild and to have the time of her life. So she left the herd late one night and on her way through the forest met a young stallion who in her eyes was amazing. She fell in love with him and soon mated with him, it wasnt before to long that her happiness was shattered, The stallion used her and once she was pregnant and had the foal he killed the foal and left her for dead there in the middle of the meadow.

Savanna drifted in and out of conciousness and in her dreamlike state imagined another stallion coming near her, but this one was kind and caring nothing like the one who used her. A couple days later Savanna who had finally recovered looked at her dead filly and sighed knowing it would take her a while to trust again after that incident. She picked herself up and traveled looking for the stallion of her dreams.

That is when she found Hotspur he was an exact image of the stallion who had helped her in her time of need. he needed mares and she needed a place to stay, somewhere safe.

How related to Spirit: she was born in the Cimmeron Herd

Bases(c)riocari48 & Aleta