XAMINE
+observed and rejected+

a gorgeous, slender young filly - known commonly as Xamine - was cantering along, collecting her strides. the youngster's gait was beautiful and planned out perfectly. she barely noticed that she was in another's territory. the adolescent was happy today. why? who knew... who cared? Xamine did not. the petite black filly swerved in and out of trees. her head lifted, her nostrils flared. well, now she was aware that she was on a stranger's territory. she liked this place. Xamine was going to stay here, whether the lead stallion liked it or not. Xamine pawed at the crust of snow below her, revealing a few bits of grass. eagerly, the filly dove in. for thirty minutes straight, she pawed the ground and devoured whatever lived below it. she was so intent on getting that food, she forgot to be alert on her surroundings. yes, the mischievous little horse had a lot to earn.

registered Xamine
cursed filly
blooded 50% Egyptian Arabian, 50% unknown
wrapped two years old
seen Xamine's coat is a beautiful, true black. she has red highlights in her mane and tail. her croup is slightly higher than her withers, which gives her great speed. her heart is pretty large, though not large enough to let her run extremely fast for an extremely long distance - if you don't count will. Xamine has absolutely no markings. she has thin, slender legs, a slim torso, and stands about 15.3 hands tall.
act as a foal, Xamine was known as Reject. she was incredibly weak, as she had been mauled by her mother as soon as she was born. now, Xamine is a beautiful frisky young filly. she loves to run; heck, she's almost as fast as her father, who has got to be the fastest horse in the world. Xamine has good stamina, but she can't keep up a really nice run for a really long distance. maybe a few miles, but no more. she's young and fragile, needing rest often. Xamine is also very smart. she knows when to run and when to fight. she's petite, but tough; many would describe this horse as a tomboy. Xamine hates humans. no fear, just hate. she wasn't born in captivity, but she was found. and though she was saved by humans, that doesn't change how she feels about them. she was mistreated as a yearling, so she is very distrustful of all humans.
bloodlines Xanabar .x. Observed
children none

Hidden Shadows silently mades his way towards the young filly. He snorted at her presence announcing he was there. He was much larger than the young flicka being as he was a friesian. He would allow the young one to stay here. He needed some company anyways. Softly though in his cold voice "Is there something I can help you with?" His thorns were pricked forward showing his curiosity but his eyes remained wary. He wasnt sure of the young filly quite yet