Blessed Demon

`player: Army Wife

`name: Blessed Demon
`age: Four
`birth season: Spring
`rank: none
`herd: none
`mate: none
`offspring: none
`descendants: none

`breed: Arabian X Frisian X Thoroughbred
`coat: Black & White
`eyes: Left - Ice Blue ; Right - Brown
`mane/tail: Mane - Black ; Tail - White
`parentage: Angel's Wing(Mother) & Broken Darkness(Father)
`height: Sixteen Hands & Two Inchs

`personality: This stunning dove has more then just her beautiful outside appearance for other to worry about, but also her inside appearance and once much different then what she appears. This beautiful fox has a mind of her own and a strong will to go with it and she is not scared of much, of course, with her size, she should not be that scared. She has a true heart of gold, being raised by a sweet mare like her mother and always being taught to be kind to others no matter what. She is a very caring mare, with the smarts to know when to move on from something. But, her father was not so good, being stubborn and uncaring, one would think she gained such a thing from him.

Her mother was always there for her, teaching to treat others with so much respect that they would think they were family, though she knows when to stop the respect, but she is never one to yell and get grumpy, she is a very calm mare, always taking in everyone’s voice before making her own. She is not one to argue either, though she has been known to raise from roofs on those long arguments that no one seems to understand. Though, if she is not pushed over, she is very sweet natured and mostly like a mother to those around her. She is very sweet and caring, loving to those around her and very loyal to those who are lucky enough to have her as a friend.

However, her father was a very crude brute, he forced her mother into having a child and even came back in order to tell her why her name sake was so called. She still loved her mother and after meeting the crazed stallion and seeing how hardheaded and idiotic he was, she knew that her mother only named her so. She looked like her father also, there was no doubt about it. She did not get much social around others since her mother and her stayed loners for so very long, but she can work within a herd if she feels like it. She does sometimes have her father’s temper, which is easy to see at times when her buttons are pushed and she goes over her limits.

So, through life she has had a beautiful mother, with a heart of Gold, while her father was nothing more then a stubborn idiot and wished for only one thing from a mare. It might have worked, had he been a bit more mature. Her whole heart is gold, but she knows that her father resides in her heart as well and it takes a lot to hide such a being.

`history: This mare was born four years ago, her mother, Angel’s Wing, was the only being she knew and whom she loved dearly. Her father had not been around, but he came shortly after, a few days after when she was playing in the field. After finding out her name, he told her of her name sake, how her mother hated her and called her a demon because she never wanted her. Blessed Demon never wanted to admit it, though she heard from her mother that is was true yet not true. Her mother expressed her undying love, but also how she felt weak not being able to fight off the stallion and find a better father for Demon. Her daughter though was never upset, just traveled with her mother for a while.

She never came in contact with her lovely father again. The pair of horses traveled together, going all over the wild and even outside the wild in order to find a home. They did come onto some fine luck when finding a small her of outcast on the outskirts of the wild. Demon had a wonderful father, who cared for her there and taught her many things and she had sisters to teach her to tease a stallion, but she had a mother who taught her to be strong. For three years she grew into a beautiful mare, one that most of the young stallions would want as a prize. The lead stallion of the herd, who held not mare as his mate, also saw the same thing.

His mind began to work quicker then one would think and he began trying to impress the young mare. Demon’s mother saw this and fear grew in her heart, for as she watched her daughter’s rejections towards the stallion, she also saw the stallions want for her. Demon was now sleeping off by herself and it came to the night that the stallion had had enough. He tried forcing her to carry his heir, but Angel came into the forest where her daughter laid. She fought off the stallion while Demon took to the trails, running until she was gone from the herd’s lands and always… Away from her mother. Had the stallion killed her mother? She feared greatly for her mother, but she moved on her way, leading on into much more trouble.

Within her first week, she encountered her first challenge. As she stopped for something to drink and eat, she was surprised by something more then she could imagine… A mountain lion and a wounded one at that. The lion attacked quickly while she was drinking, wearing her neck. She was able to get him off, but not long after that, she felt claws along her barrel. She ran, the blood pouring from her body and causing the black to glisten and the white to turn red. As she ran, she finally had to stop and woke a day later, wounded and hurting. She kept going though, knowing she could not quit. She finally made it into the Wild, the land she was born in and where she fears to find her father.

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She let her duel colored orbs train on the land beyond the cliff she stood on. She turned her head towards the west, knowing her mother was that way. Her mother had risked everything and she hoped that her mother would be okay, would be alive, but in order to allow herself to find her mother again, she had to become stronger and she had to return to where she came from. She flicked her long white tail, arching it before turning her eyes onto the east and letting out a sigh. Her father was there, she had a bad feeling about that and it scared her beyond anything else. She lowered her eyes to the North, where she was looking at the Wild.

"What am I to do?" She was scared that she was going to fail, that she would never see her mother again, that her father would try and kill her. She was strong in her heart and mind, but she did hold fear. She lifted her head and stomped her right front diamond hard on the ground. "No, I can't turn back... I have to go." She turned towards the east and took off, her neck was arched, showing the Arabian blood in her. The paint body moved across the edge of the cliff. The desert to her right and the Wild to her left, she let her strong thoroughbred legs propelled her forward towards the trees that were ahead.

She felt the blades under her hooves and she came to a stop, looking around for a moment and letting out a sigh. She remembered this place, it was the last place she looked at before she left the land for good with her mother. She let out a sigh and walked into the forest, the green canopy shielded her from the rays of the sun and she could hear the comforting birds that flew around her head. Well, maybe it would be okay, maybe things would be fine... One could only hope such a thing as they walked within a land they had left years ago. Maybe her father had died or forgotten about the fact he had a daughter who he had only met once. It was possible, right? No, not for her... Blessed Demon knew better then that, she knew that her luck was never for her at all. Letting out a sigh, she shook her head and continued into the forest hoping to maybe find herself a new home and soon.