N e i o n a

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The air whispers Neiona
My burden is to Carry (Mare)
My Bloodline stands untouched Egyptian Arabian
My figure reaches it way skyward 14.3hh
If I must choose between them. I stand as Impartial

The past I carry: I left on a dare. Dared to cross into a foreign herds land. Once the dare had been done I realized my error. And was too late to correct it. I stayed with the herd, until a challenge to its leader came. While he was otherwise preoccupied. I took a chance. And fled.
Leaving them behind me, along with my own herd. I left to find something better. We will see to the outcome of that.

I reflect to the eyes of others: Small figured, dainte almost. Muscled petitely, refined dish face. expressive black eyes. And a coal black coat.

You can see me :Here