Arytia.

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NAME: Arytia.
GENDER: Female.
AGE: Three.
BREED: Arabian x Palomino.
HEIGHT: 14.2.
ALLIANCE: Nomad.
APPEARANCE: [xx]
HISTORY: Born in a small herd of evil and cruel minded horses, Arytia isn't supposed to be alive. She was a foal from a forcebreeding, and was supposed to be dead. Her dam spared her by running away with her, though she was caught soon enough. Arytia escaped, but had already learned the ways of living alone. And also to be afraid. So from the beginning, life had not shown its bright side, and Arytia remains nervous and quiet. There wasn't much big things in her life after that, she just lived, never in a herd, always alone. She learned to love nature and to be part of it, to live it. She depends on it more than anything, and it is her only friend. She loves the wind, the sunrise, the grass, the chirping of birds, though one might consider that plain, to Arytia, it was treasure. She turned three not long ago, and stumbled upon the lands of Angala.