Papillon

The sky overhead was clear and blue. In the West, a major storm front advanced toward the Valley. Papillon knew the danger of such storms, but she was determined to explore the entire Valley before the next war. She needed to know the terrain. She galloped quickly over the rough, rocky ground, breathing heavily. ________________________________________

Age: 2
Gender: Female
Pedigree: Orlov Trotter X Pinto
Looks: White and gray paint; blue eyes; 15.2 hands high
Personality: Somewhat shy, but always willing to make a new friend.
History: She was born on a ranch to an Orlov Trotter mare. At the age of three months, she was set free by a band of wild animals, and ran from their home shortly afterward. She has spent her life as a loner since then.
Home: None
Herdmates: None
Offspring: None

White Mist

Mist was out and about at the eskers.Usually he was out looking for new member and what not.Today was no exception either.Spotting Papillon he trotted up.Keeping his head and tail relaxed."Hello miss..,"he said to let her fill in her name.His voice was charming and polite.Waiting for a answer he flicked his tail shooing away a fly.

Papillon

The mare stopped in front of Mist. Her gray and white coat was covered in beads of sweat. "Oh, uh..." She panted, "It's Papillon. My name is Papillon, daughter of Niko and Zola." She paused for a moment, catching her breath. "Who're you?"

Age: 2
Gender: Female
Pedigree: Orlov Trotter X American Paint Horse
Looks: White and gray paint; blue eyes; 15.2 hands high
Personality: Somewhat shy, but always willing to make a new friend.
History: She was born on a ranch to an Orlov Trotter mare. At the age of three months, she was set free by a band of wild animals, and ran from their home shortly afterward. She spent her life as a loner for most of her life until she was accepted into a deer herd.
Home: Golden Rose Canyon
Herdmates: Everest; Dana; Charr; Typha; Blizzard; Meru; Zulia; Tyree; Kazbek; Ultar; Shiv; Janga; Halti; Karluk; Challenger; Leo; Lola
Offspring: None

White Mist

White Mist looked at Papillon smiling.Dipping his head when the mare said her name."Nice to meet you Miss Papillon.I'm White Mist, but you can call me Mist,"he said.Tail swishing to and fro.

Papillon

Papillon glanced at the horizon before once again turning her attention to Mist. "Okay, Mist..." She said, a bit unsure. "What are you doing out here away from your herd?"

White Mist

White Mist lowered his head a bit."Looking for new members,"he said raising his head again.Ears flicked waiting for a answer."What about you,"he asked curious now.

Papillon

Papillon nodded. "Well, I haven't seen many loners around here, and I already have a herd." She replied. She could remember the days that she was with her mother on a ranch. She remembered her owners. She shuddered with the sudden wave of sorrow. "I'm just exploring..." Really, she was looking for her old home.

White Mist

White Mist looked at her."Yeah must horses already have a home.Then again it never hurts to look,"he said.Seeing her shudder he grew concerned."Are you okay,"he asked.Eyes warm and soft as he looked at her hoping everything was okay.