Name: JadaNicknames: N/A
Former Name: N/A
Age: 12 years old
Gender: Female
Breed: Some heavier, draft like breed.
Sexuality: Heterosexual, but tends to think most males are hormonal beasts that can't control themselves.
Herd: (Unknown)
Rank: (Unknown)
Obtained: Gift from CaffineCraving
Colorist: Ropin
Posting Color: Cyan? We will see.
Theme Song: N/A
Parents: N/A
Siblings: N/A
Mate: Not yet
Children: Not yet
Personality: Jada's personality can be described as worldly. She has seen a lot of things in her life and been to a lot of places, so it is hard to surprise her, but she gets very excited about new or different things. Another word one might use to describe her might be experienced or wise. She tends to like to use her head a lot, instead of her heart or her muscles (and she has plently of those). The one personality quirk that might not fit in with wise or being worldly is that she tends to think that all stallions a hormonal creatures that can't control themselves. Well, not all, but most anyways. But that is usually just her initial reaction when meeting stallions and she can be changed of that belief soon after.
History: Throughout her life, she has been traveling around the world, sometimes with humans, sometimes without. She was born in Romania, to a group of gypsys, where they would use her to pull their wagons once she was old enough. They treated her well and she got to travel around and see many villages and many people. They even gave her gifts, some beads to decorate herself with. She keeps them with her at all times to remember them by. But as she approached her fifth year of life, she decided to seek a change of scenery, so she left and travelled alone. From Romania, she went to Spain. Once there, some people claimed her as their own and she worked once again as a cart horse. But that didn't last long. She was sold to another human and was taken to the Americas. Despite being with another human again, she was excited to go see the Americas. She had heard some other horses talking about wild horses, humans that fought with bows and arrows, and wide open plains.
The boat ride was frightful. It tossed and turned and she felt like she would never get her feet back and under her. She barely slept the whole trip, so when she stumbled off the ship, she could barely comprehend what was in front off her. Or maybe it wasn't the voyage, but the sheer sight of everything. Gone was the world she had known. In replacement was a barely civilized colony. They lead her off the ship carefully, she was a bit wobbly. Nearby was a stable that she stayed in for a week. At least a stable wasn't new to her.
RPs: Nomad and JadaRavenLight and JadaAcquaintances: RavenLight
Nomad
