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.|Name: ;; Medina
.|Nickname ;; Ze
.|Age ;; 4 Years
.|Breed ;; Appalosa
.|Color ;; Black and White
.|Height ;; 15.1 hh
.|Alliance ;; Dark
.|Gender ;; Mare
.|Personality ;; Oh, quite an interesting little bitch she is, so twisted, so demented that it proves to be hard to understand her... She can be a tad moody every once in awhile, she can go from pretty laid back and understanding to a complete ass hole that wants to ripe you into shreds within the blink of an eye. She is only a bit moody, remember? She can hold a conversation, and is almost semi level headed until you get on her bad side, and the thin line between good and bad side is also the line of her good side, so it ain’t hard to do. Oh, and if you get on her bad side... you best run for cover, because your going to need it. She tends to be abusive, both with words and actions. She never has cared enough about anyone to feel bad about harming them, or flat out telling them the truth. She doesn’t hold her tongue, or her rage, she simply runs with her thoughts... She seems to be missing the cable that allows her to think before she speaks, either that or she just laughs at it...
.|Past ;; Not much worth telling... She was in a tough herd, moving all of the time with her mother and father, there was a constant strife for attention and food, and some how she was always in the middle of it. To survive one had to be tough, and in away it was quite character building, not a very stable build, but it was a structure at least. She learned to protect herself, normally roughing it with the stallions instead of with the mares, she enjoyed the challenge. And, she wondered with that herd until one day, she just up and left... No reason, just action before thought... Just like it always was. Some how she wound up here, and she’s here to stay... at least for a while...
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Um... Can I say Crap? Quick make, she's a put togeather of a few of my other characters.
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