Inspired by my own horse

Windy

Breed: Quarter Hore & Arabian

Color: Bay Pinto

Age: 12

Sire: Unknown

Dam: Unknown

Mate: None ( Open )

Crush: None

Crushers: None ( Open )

Foal(s): None

Persona: Windy is a fiery and headstrong spirit. She isn't one to sugar coat things, she'll come right up to you and voice her opinion. To those she holds dear, she bears her softer side where she is caring and kind. Her stubbornness has often times gotten the best of her at times, though that doesn't slow her down in the least. She is proud and doesn't like to lose, though she will swallow her pride to know when she has been defeated. She's not one to trust easily, for her past has taught her to be weary of strangers. She's up for any challenge you can give her, for she is not one to back down easily.

Likes: Running, Fun, Storms, Rain ( the actual rain, not the horse ), Foals

Dislikes: Losing, Snobs, Weakness, Guns ( being pointed at her )

History: Born and raised in the wilderness, her fiery spirit had plenty of room to live the way she wanted. She left her family's herd, as most do, in search of something more than the ordinary and peaceful life of the herd. Whilst on her journey, she had run into the buckskin stallion, though their encounter was brief as he had other priorities at hand ( to which she wasn't bothered ). Her travels eventually brought her close to the Lakota tride of Indians. She had never seen humans before save for once when she was but a young filly, and was curious to learn what these creatures were, and why they had others of her kind with them. Within the time she had observed them, she had paid no heed to the distance she kept between them and herself. Much to her disliking, she was caught and fenced off in a holding corral. Her stubbornness and the Indian's persistance waged war with each other for quite a while, until at last she found it easier to give in to their wantings. Now apart of the tribe and among the horses they keep with them, she is often found more towards the outskirts of the tribe, feeling more content closer to the land than being surrounded by their world.

Voice: Sara Evans

Song: Wildflower - The Jane Deere Girls

Head Shot and Base (c) Me