They call me… Nora
They gave me… Four Years
They classified me… Mustang
They gendered me… Mare
They measured me… 15 hh
They say I am… Sweet, soft, pretty, a tease, manipulative, sarcastic, loyal. I am a lover, not a fighter. I am not haunted by a terrible past. On the contrary, everything I have seen so far has made me exactly what I am. I have led a relatively easy, happy life so far. I feel the darkness inside of me, but it has yet to be unleashed.
They tell me what I have done… I have not seen war, nor do I hope to win recognition through violence. I came from a simple herd, full of happy, non-confrontational equine. They love me when I was sweet and innocent, but any time my sarcasm showed itself, anytime I manipulated a fellow herd mate into doing my bidding, they turned their backs on me. They could not accept me for what I was, and so I had left. Never have I loved. Never have I hated. Never have I really lived.
They tell me of my bonded… Female-Precious ;Male-Achilles
They show you what I am…
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They take off the mask… green*star
They whisper the secret… Tarot