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Soteira

You are traveling in the mountains, and suddenly find yourself on a steep ledge. The ground beneath you breaks, and you fall, the cold air rushing past you. You can only hope you will survive... Thankfully, you land on a comfortable pile of snow. You regain your breath and shake the snow off yourself. You look around, and find yourself in a beautiful valley, emerald pines growing abundantly among huge ice-covered boulders. You notice a path leading into the forest, and start to follow it.

As you continue walking, the tall trees become oppressive, their shadows dark and ominous. You hear a tinkling laughter not too far ahead of you and you begin to follow it. Soon enough you are in a snowy clearing, and in front of you stands a sleek, snow-white young mare, her snow flecked wings folded, her sapphire horn glinting in the bright alpine sun... She laughs, but her deep blue eyes betray her feelings, and you can see the worn sorrow in her eyes. "Hello. My name is Soteira. Her voice is soothing, but you can sense the bitterness of solidarity and sadness.

So, you have come her to hear my story, traveler. Well, I must warn you, it is not a happy one." She sighs, and continues. "I was born the daughter of a herd leader, his first foal. My mother had been a seasoned traveler. She had been a prize mount for a rich lord, and had escaped during a fire on his estate. She wandered for years in the wilderness until she met my father, and they fell in love. When some of the mares in the herd found out she was to have the first foal, they grew jealous and lied to my father, telling him that she was an evil mage trying to take over his lands. My mother was viciously attacked and exiled, and gave birth, half dead, in the snowy mountains. We traveled for years, living alone, and saw few others. The few we saw had been allied to my father, and were cruel, sometimes even attacking us. My mother had gone mad from her exile, and died on my second birthday. I never saw another uni for months, and I have wandered through the mountains alone ever since." Her eyes are sparkling with what you suspect are tears, and she turns her head away quickly. Looking back at you, you can see the lonely weariness and bitterness of her position. "Go. I have nothing more to say." You turn to leave. When you look back, she is staring up at the mountains, and seems to have already forgotten your meeting.

Age: 3 Years

Description: She has a pure crystalline-white coat, large deep blue eyes flecked with silver. She is of a lighter build, obviously influenced by elvish blood on her father's side.

Personality: Soteira has spent most of her life alone, and prefers it that way. Because of her solitude, she is often at a loss when around other equines. She is melancholy and sad, but never shows her inward anger towards the brutality of her old clan.

Breed: Andalusian with elvish blood on her father's side. She looks like a more delicate Andalusian.

Family: None. My mother was killed after we were brutally exiled from my fathers herd. And I can barely call my father family, although he is still alive. Any confrontations I have had with him have been violent.

Friends: Fusillades is hardly a friend, but he has helped me out a few scrapes, although unwillingly. He is far too sure of himself for my likings, and his motives are a bit unclear...

Mate: None