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[ Maria | Bachelor Herd ]

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Name: Maria
Nickname: MiMi (to foals) Mari
Rank: Lady Brood
Gender: Mare
Age: 21 (in human years)
Breed: Arabian x Spanish Mustang
Height: 14.6 HH
Sexual orientation: Heterosexual
Location: East Island

Relationship[s]:

Relative

Neutral

Acquaintance

Friend

Good friend

Best friend

Crush

Lust

Love

Discomfort

Despise

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Personality:

[Head Strong] - [Poker Face] - [Motherly]- [Broken] - [Protective] - [Loving] - [Fighter] - [Sassy] - [Flirty]

||Head Strong||
"I may be a mare, but it doesn't mean be as strong as a stallion"
Maria is one tough cookie, physically and mentally.

||Poker Face||
"............."
Maria hides her emotions behind a "mask." She will not show her real emotions, if she does, she would be viewed as week to the stallions of the heard. So, she doesn't say anything at all.

||Motherly||
"Are you alright dear? Come here, let me clean your face for you."
Maria has a natural instinct of becoming a mother. While her Mom would tend to the foal(s) she had, Maria would be right by her side following what she did. Something she also learned from her Mother was to loving and stern at the same time.

||Broken + Secretive||
"I rather not say, some things should be left alone."
Maria had a hard choice to make and it has left her broken. She is hold on to two deep dark secrets and it is causing to to become more broken.

||Protective||
"Leave this mare/stallion alone! Pick on someone your own size!"
Maria is very protective and hates for others to be picked on or teased no matter what gender. What is wrong is wrong. Maria is the type of mare who will protect you from anything, from love ones to ones who are defenseless.

||Loving||
"Hey Love, do you need any help?"
Maria is a sweet loving mare. As long as you respect her, she will respect you back. Even if you don't respect you, Maria with her loving heart will still show you compassion and respect.

||Fighter||
"Come at me Bro."
This mare is as much as a fighter as she is a lover. She might be little compared to all of the stallions and mares, but it doesn't mean she can pack a punch. Due to Poker face personality, she has probably killed you in her mind a few times.

||Sassy||
"Umm Excuse you, can you get your dirty hoof off my tail."
If you ask Maria what she thinks about something she will tell you flat out. There is no sugar coat. Don't take it the wrong way, she just wants to help you. She is also the fun type of sassy. She has such a big since of humor and very energetic!

||Flirty||
"Im not flirting, im just being extra nice to someone who is extra attractive."
Maria has a close eyes on the stallion. If one catches her eyes, she will give a cute sweet remark.

History

Content Warning

Foal Hood:
When I was born, I was a surprise. Emma, my mother, did not know she was pregnant with twins. My brother was marked first to prove if he was worthy of his mark, as well as have the strength to become the next warrior of the Bachelors. After he was marked, the colt wasn't strong enough to bare the wound that was inflicted on his face. Sebastian, my father, was deeply upset at the death of his son. He had to hide his emotion in front of Emma as well as the other stallions of the heard. One small emotion could lose his place in the Elite. My mother could read straight through his poker face. That was how well she knew my father. Knowing this might end my life, she offer Sebastian to "mark" me to test my strength. He nodded and marked my eye. All I remember doing is shaking my head from the slight pain and standing up. My mother smiled up at my father. A small smile formed his face, but slowly faded. "She is still a filly, Emma," Sebastian said while he walked off. My mom looked down at me and a small smile formed her face. "Of Love, I know you will change his mind. Oh, My Maria," she said cleaning me.
After a year or two, I would watch my Mom help raise the other foals, those who wasn't hers. Whatever my Mom did, I would do the same thing right after her. When she would lick the face of a foal to clean them, I would do the other side. I remember when I was playing with the other foal when I saw a colt get picked on. There was this group of colts. Their fathers were the other Elites of the herd. The poor colt had a bad fear of butterflies. Whenever he sees one, the poor fellow would shake like a leaf and hide his face. I had to do something! It was right! "Hey, leave him alone! He hasn't done nothing to you," I said as I galloped as fast as I could to them. The colts just laughed at me. "Yeah, okay," one of the colts said as the other had a fake butterfly made of a few leaves on a ribbon bouncing it in front of the poor, scared colt. "I mean it put that ribbon down," I said in a stern voice. I pounded my hoof on the ground. The group of colt found my reaction quiet hilarious. A filly defending a weak colt. All they have been told that filly and mares are slaves and useless other than baring and tending to foals. "Your just a wanna be colt. You stupid, useless filly. When you grow up, all you be is a slave. So, go be useful and clean up my mess. Oh, and bite me," the said with a sharp tongue. I could feel my body heat up with anger. I may be a filly, but it doesn't mean that I will become a slave. I am strong than some colts here. A growl escaped my mouth. Without thinking, I dashed and slammed into one of the colts. The ribbon fell onto the ground as he did. The colt I was defending crashed into the other two colts. As he was taking care of the other two, I was biting the colt with the sharp tongue. The next thing I know, I was pulled away by my mother. After the fight settled, my mom checked me for wounds. "What on Earth were you doing Maria! You know better than this," she said with a stern voice. "But Momma, I was doing what he said, he told me to bite him. Plus, he was hurting a colt. He did nothing to him," I said looking up at her with sad eyes with tears forming. My mother sighed and shook her head. "Wipe your tears, there is no need to cry. You need to be strong Maria," she said. After that fight my father, my father look at me in a way I never seen him look at me. Was he proud?

Teenage Years:
As years past the more my body would develop. As I helped my mother, I could feel as if the stallion would watch me. When I turn my head, two out of three young stallions was glaring at me. I had no idea at this time why they were doing this, so I quickly hid behind my mother. "Ummmm Mom, why are they staring at me?" I asked as I peeked my head from behind her. My mother and I were almost about the same height. She was a good four inches taller than me. She started to grin. "Well me dear, I think we need to have the talk," she said with a small giggle. "Wha-wha-wha-what talk," I asked with a stutter. If it was the talk that i think of, please just kill me now. And sure enough it was, it was about the "birds and the bees." After the talk, my mother said, “They become this way when a young mare comes in heat." My heart sank once she stop talking. I didn't show symptoms of this thing called heat. My ear went back after the long pause. She looked back at me and laughed," Love, you are not in heat. Do you remember Mrs. Eve," she asked with a smile. I tilted my head in confusion and then nodded. "Well her daughter Ellie is in heat, and the young stallions are going crazy," she said.
When I turned fourteen, I was showing signs of being in heat. I was terrified of what will happen. All of the stories that I heard was about to become reality. I quickly rushed to my mom before any of the stallions could smell my scent. After I told her, her normal smile faded into a horrible smile. "Honey, I honestly have no idea how to protect you from this, but if I do it will cost both of our lives as well as your fathers," she said as her father walked in. Sebastian had no idea what he was walking into. He took a deep breath and asked the daring question. "What are you two talking about," he asked. Once Emma informed him of the situation, he heart sank a little. Born and raised a Bachelor, he had to let her do this, but deep down Sebastian could not let a foolish young stallion mount his baby girl. A frown formed his face. He turned around and sighed. "I will see what I can do okay," he said softly.

Days later I was in full heat, the full mood swings included. There was only two more days left. This had to be the worse week of my life. "I would rather deal with five crying, fussy foals than being in heat," I said hiding waiting for parents. The past few days I have not be able to sleep due to the worry over this whole heat thing. As I closed my eyes, I felt a small nit on my back side. I quickly jerked my head up. It had to be my mother, she was very playful at certain times. "Oh come on Mom, please don't do this now." I said as I turned my head. But come to find out it wasn't my Mom. It was Jake, the colt who I got into a fight when I was a filly. My heart sank like the Titanic. I quickly turned to face him. I think this is karma's way of biting me on my back side, literately. "Umm uh, hi Jake. Shouldn’t you be on guard or whatever you are at your post," I said in a shaking, sassy voice. Jake and I never saw eye to eye ever since we were foals. I slowly catch my breath and kept my cool. A wicked, devilish grin splatted over his evil face as he stretched and sniffed me. "Ummm excuse you, will you stop sniffing me," I said as kept my eye on him as he circled me like a buzzard circling his a dead carcass. "Oh Maria, I always had my eye on you, ever since that day you scarred me. No filly or even mare had the guts to be able to do that, but now it’s your turn to be scarred. Call it karma," Jake said with his famous sharp tongue. "I kinda figured," I said sassy and rolling my eyes. As Jake stepped closer, I took two more steps back. I turned my ears back and growled. "I may be in heat, but it doesn't mean I can’t knock the arrogance out of you," I said stern. All I did was ignite his flame ever more. "I thought that was you. Well this should be killing two birds with one stone," Jake said with poison. The closer he got the faster my heart would beat. I knew this was either going to be left for dead, or ever killed. Right now, I would rather have death. He circled once more before he sunk his razor teeth to nip deeply in to my neck. I quickly jerked making him go down farther and deeper into my skin. It was one of the worst feelings I have felt in my life. I would not help but let out a whimper. My first reaction was to buck, but to to be height it wouldn't do much good. To me left, I heard a roaring sound of hooves coming this way. "Oh great, not another one," I said to myself. I knew I wasn't going to go out without a fight. My father's blood boils to the surface. Jake growled tried to hold me down with his legs, but I was small enough to crawl from underneath him. Once in front of him, I turned and buck causing my back hooves to slam into his neck. As I turned. I saw him rear and crashed on top of me, cutting my left cheek with his hoof. My legs become weak and I fell on to the ground. Once I looked up, I saw his big blob tackle Jake. After blinking for a thousand times, I could finally see clearly. A huge Clydesdale was attacking Jake. I wanted to help fight, but I was frozen. My body became numb until a growling voice roared in my ear. "Maria, run now," the stallion who saved me demanded. I quickly staggered my way to be feet and started to run. As I glanced back, the Clydesdale's shimmering grey eyes look at me in a way I never thought a stallion would. As I blinked, Jake arose from the ground and reared. I quickly turned my head and heard a load crack. My eyes started to water of the thought of my Guardian Angel become fallen. Once I returned home, it became clearer. As soon as my mother saw the gashes on my neck and face, her reaction made me forget about the Clydesdale. After I was cleaned up, my father walked in. "I was able to make a deal with our leader and Elite. As long as I am alive, you will be a personal slave to us until the age sixteen. Afterwards until me death, No one will be able to claim you," he said. My jaw dropped after he finished. I am not sure if I should be happy, or still scared for my life. As soon as I saw his frown, I quickly regained my poster and put on my poker face. "Yes sir, Thank you Father, I am in your debt," I said as I bowed to show respect. My Father slowly nodded and left.
Weeks passed after the deal was made. There was no sight of Jake or the Clydesdale. After finishing a tasking, I headed home for the night. The site of all of the foals brought a smile to my face. Once I made my rounds, I laid on a soft patch on grass and watch the stars dance the night away. To my right, I heard a faint whisper. "Psst. Maria," A deep familiar spoke, “Maria come here." I picked up my head and turned it to the sounds. A pair of silver eyes shined in the bushes. My heart pounded at the site. I quickly yet quietly made my way over to the stallion. "What happened to you and Jake? The whole heard are searching for you two," said in a demanding voice. The stallion glared at me and stared into my eyes. After a few minutes, his blazed eyes soften as he melted into mine. "Oh Mari, I have been worried sick about you," he deep voice spoke. My eyes widen as his words as well as he actions. "When you defended me when we were foals, I knew I was in your debt. While we were growing up, I kept my eyes on you, to make sure no one would hurt you of course," he said while taking a step closer. After he spoke, everything made since know. I finally knew where I knew him from. Aiden, the poor soul I help. "Thank you Adien, now I am in your debt," I said hiding the scars that Jake caused. A few pesky strains of hair keep tickling my nose. "Here, let me fix that," Aiden said softly using his fuzzy nose to move my hair. I felt him brush again my scars. Aiden quickly moved the rest of of my hair to view what Jake did. His ears quickly went back at the site. He walked closer and gently places his head over my neck. Once he did, Aiden took a deep breath. For once, I felt wanted and not alone. I finally had the courage to as," What happen to Jake? Why haven't you two returned," I asked knowing there will be a catch with this kindness. He gently rose his head and turned his face away. "There are some stories are left better unsaid," he said," Can I meet you here again tomorrow?" I gently nodded and brushed against him. "Thank you again for saving me," I said. I could feel his body heat up. "You’re welcome Maria, I will always protect you okay," he said in a strong manner. I then felt a warm nuzzle on her shoulder. Once I glanced up, he was gone. His black coat blended into the night.
The next night came, I waited for Aiden for a good hour. "I knew it was good to be true," I said while walking back. "Hey, where are you goin'," I heard a deep voice come from behind a tree. "I thought I wasn't going to see you," I said huffing. All he did was chuckle. "I told I was going, I just had to take care of a few things," He smiles, but it faded," Maria, I need to get this off my chest." I tilted my head. "Yes, what is it Aiden," I said worrying what it would be. Aiden then spoke and reviled what happen that day he saved me. My eyes widen with a tear falling. "He was right, there are something better left unsaid."

Adult Years - Present:
My father was ordered to do a mission that required the Olde herd. Days and weeks passed, and still no site of him. The heard sent out a search part and still no signs. One night while singing the foals to sleep, I heard a deep groan from the lake. I gently got up and made my way over to where the grunts were coming from the lake. A dark figure staggered and fell by the lake. I ran as quickly as I could to the lake. The horse was my father. He had deep lashes from head to toe. Blood was comes from everywhere. "Oh Father, what happen to you," I asked about to call for help. "Do not call for no one Mari, Ther-there is no h-h-hope for me," he said spitting out blood," I have a-a-aleady lost a lot of blood. Just put no out of my misery." How can I kill my own Father? Normally I would not ignore an order, but it had to be with his life. I looked away and shook my head. "No, I can’t just kill you. You have to stay live Father. Mother needs you, I need you. What will happen to me when you are gone," I started rambling on until I felt his muzzle touch my hoof. "If your brother would have lived he would have been able to kill me with questioning," he growled," ma-ma-mari, you have become weak." I flicked my ears back. "I am not weak. I have your blood Father," I spit out. "Then do as I said," he said as loud as he could as he attempted to stand. I closed my eyes and gabbed him in his neck with my hoof. I could feel his body tensed as he smiled. "Is that all you have," she said with a sharp tongue like Jake did. Tears streamed down my as I continued to hit with all of my strength in in his wounds, until I would not feel him move. "Father," I said in a low tone. I could barely feel his breath on my leg. "Tha-Tha-that's my girl," as he said on his last breath. Once he was gone, I gently laid beside him and cried. I knew that a Guard would soon come soon. I quickly washed what I could of the blood off of me and ran for help. A few Guards quickly ran to the scene, but it was clearly too late. One of the Guards gently picked him up are carried him the ocean before any animals would claim him as dinner.
After they left it came to my mind, the deal that my father made with the Leader as well as the Elite is now broken. Once I am in heat, I am officially up for grabs. Now I must defend myself, but how can. I must find a way.

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Maria: kittyline13

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[ Maria | Bachelor Herd ]

Information

Maria's Reference Sheet | Maria's RP Tracker | Heart Chart | Tier Tracker

Name: Maria
Nickname: MiMi (to foals) Mari
Rank: Lady Brood
Gender: Mare
Age: 21 (in human years)
Breed: Arabian x Spanish Mustang
Height: 14.6 HH
Sexual orientation: Heterosexual
Location: East Island

Relationship[s]:

Relative

Neutral

Acquaintance

Friend

Good friend

Best friend

Crush

Lust

Love

Discomfort

Despise

key :bullet: [Name / Gender] " Explanation of feelings towards character. "

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Personality:

[Head Strong] - [Poker Face] - [Motherly]- [Broken] - [Protective] - [Loving] - [Fighter] - [Sassy] - [Flirty]

||Head Strong||
"I may be a mare, but it doesn't mean be as strong as a stallion"
Maria is one tough cookie, physically and mentally.

||Poker Face||
"............."
Maria hides her emotions behind a "mask." She will not show her real emotions, if she does, she would be viewed as week to the stallions of the heard. So, she doesn't say anything at all.

||Motherly||
"Are you alright dear? Come here, let me clean your face for you."
Maria has a natural instinct of becoming a mother. While her Mom would tend to the foal(s) she had, Maria would be right by her side following what she did. Something she also learned from her Mother was to loving and stern at the same time.

||Broken + Secretive||
"I rather not say, some things should be left alone."
Maria had a hard choice to make and it has left her broken. She is hold on to two deep dark secrets and it is causing to to become more broken.

||Protective||
"Leave this mare/stallion alone! Pick on someone your own size!"
Maria is very protective and hates for others to be picked on or teased no matter what gender. What is wrong is wrong. Maria is the type of mare who will protect you from anything, from love ones to ones who are defenseless.

||Loving||
"Hey Love, do you need any help?"
Maria is a sweet loving mare. As long as you respect her, she will respect you back. Even if you don't respect you, Maria with her loving heart will still show you compassion and respect.

||Fighter||
"Come at me Bro."
This mare is as much as a fighter as she is a lover. She might be little compared to all of the stallions and mares, but it doesn't mean she can pack a punch. Due to Poker face personality, she has probably killed you in her mind a few times.

||Sassy||
"Umm Excuse you, can you get your dirty hoof off my tail."
If you ask Maria what she thinks about something she will tell you flat out. There is no sugar coat. Don't take it the wrong way, she just wants to help you. She is also the fun type of sassy. She has such a big since of humor and very energetic!

||Flirty||
"Im not flirting, im just being extra nice to someone who is extra attractive."
Maria has a close eyes on the stallion. If one catches her eyes, she will give a cute sweet remark.

History

Content Warning

Foal Hood:
When I was born, I was a surprise. Emma, my mother, did not know she was pregnant with twins. My brother was marked first to prove if he was worthy of his mark, as well as have the strength to become the next warrior of the Bachelors. After he was marked, the colt wasn't strong enough to bare the wound that was inflicted on his face. Sebastian, my father, was deeply upset at the death of his son. He had to hide his emotion in front of Emma as well as the other stallions of the heard. One small emotion could lose his place in the Elite. My mother could read straight through his poker face. That was how well she knew my father. Knowing this might end my life, she offer Sebastian to "mark" me to test my strength. He nodded and marked my eye. All I remember doing is shaking my head from the slight pain and standing up. My mother smiled up at my father. A small smile formed his face, but slowly faded. "She is still a filly, Emma," Sebastian said while he walked off. My mom looked down at me and a small smile formed her face. "Of Love, I know you will change his mind. Oh, My Maria," she said cleaning me.
After a year or two, I would watch my Mom help raise the other foals, those who wasn't hers. Whatever my Mom did, I would do the same thing right after her. When she would lick the face of a foal to clean them, I would do the other side. I remember when I was playing with the other foal when I saw a colt get picked on. There was this group of colts. Their fathers were the other Elites of the herd. The poor colt had a bad fear of butterflies. Whenever he sees one, the poor fellow would shake like a leaf and hide his face. I had to do something! It was right! "Hey, leave him alone! He hasn't done nothing to you," I said as I galloped as fast as I could to them. The colts just laughed at me. "Yeah, okay," one of the colts said as the other had a fake butterfly made of a few leaves on a ribbon bouncing it in front of the poor, scared colt. "I mean it put that ribbon down," I said in a stern voice. I pounded my hoof on the ground. The group of colt found my reaction quiet hilarious. A filly defending a weak colt. All they have been told that filly and mares are slaves and useless other than baring and tending to foals. "Your just a wanna be colt. You stupid, useless filly. When you grow up, all you be is a slave. So, go be useful and clean up my mess. Oh, and bite me," the said with a sharp tongue. I could feel my body heat up with anger. I may be a filly, but it doesn't mean that I will become a slave. I am strong than some colts here. A growl escaped my mouth. Without thinking, I dashed and slammed into one of the colts. The ribbon fell onto the ground as he did. The colt I was defending crashed into the other two colts. As he was taking care of the other two, I was biting the colt with the sharp tongue. The next thing I know, I was pulled away by my mother. After the fight settled, my mom checked me for wounds. "What on Earth were you doing Maria! You know better than this," she said with a stern voice. "But Momma, I was doing what he said, he told me to bite him. Plus, he was hurting a colt. He did nothing to him," I said looking up at her with sad eyes with tears forming. My mother sighed and shook her head. "Wipe your tears, there is no need to cry. You need to be strong Maria," she said. After that fight my father, my father look at me in a way I never seen him look at me. Was he proud?

Teenage Years:
As years past the more my body would develop. As I helped my mother, I could feel as if the stallion would watch me. When I turn my head, two out of three young stallions was glaring at me. I had no idea at this time why they were doing this, so I quickly hid behind my mother. "Ummmm Mom, why are they staring at me?" I asked as I peeked my head from behind her. My mother and I were almost about the same height. She was a good four inches taller than me. She started to grin. "Well me dear, I think we need to have the talk," she said with a small giggle. "Wha-wha-wha-what talk," I asked with a stutter. If it was the talk that i think of, please just kill me now. And sure enough it was, it was about the "birds and the bees." After the talk, my mother said, “They become this way when a young mare comes in heat." My heart sank once she stop talking. I didn't show symptoms of this thing called heat. My ear went back after the long pause. She looked back at me and laughed," Love, you are not in heat. Do you remember Mrs. Eve," she asked with a smile. I tilted my head in confusion and then nodded. "Well her daughter Ellie is in heat, and the young stallions are going crazy," she said.
When I turned fourteen, I was showing signs of being in heat. I was terrified of what will happen. All of the stories that I heard was about to become reality. I quickly rushed to my mom before any of the stallions could smell my scent. After I told her, her normal smile faded into a horrible smile. "Honey, I honestly have no idea how to protect you from this, but if I do it will cost both of our lives as well as your fathers," she said as her father walked in. Sebastian had no idea what he was walking into. He took a deep breath and asked the daring question. "What are you two talking about," he asked. Once Emma informed him of the situation, he heart sank a little. Born and raised a Bachelor, he had to let her do this, but deep down Sebastian could not let a foolish young stallion mount his baby girl. A frown formed his face. He turned around and sighed. "I will see what I can do okay," he said softly.

Days later I was in full heat, the full mood swings included. There was only two more days left. This had to be the worse week of my life. "I would rather deal with five crying, fussy foals than being in heat," I said hiding waiting for parents. The past few days I have not be able to sleep due to the worry over this whole heat thing. As I closed my eyes, I felt a small nit on my back side. I quickly jerked my head up. It had to be my mother, she was very playful at certain times. "Oh come on Mom, please don't do this now." I said as I turned my head. But come to find out it wasn't my Mom. It was Jake, the colt who I got into a fight when I was a filly. My heart sank like the Titanic. I quickly turned to face him. I think this is karma's way of biting me on my back side, literately. "Umm uh, hi Jake. Shouldn’t you be on guard or whatever you are at your post," I said in a shaking, sassy voice. Jake and I never saw eye to eye ever since we were foals. I slowly catch my breath and kept my cool. A wicked, devilish grin splatted over his evil face as he stretched and sniffed me. "Ummm excuse you, will you stop sniffing me," I said as kept my eye on him as he circled me like a buzzard circling his a dead carcass. "Oh Maria, I always had my eye on you, ever since that day you scarred me. No filly or even mare had the guts to be able to do that, but now it’s your turn to be scarred. Call it karma," Jake said with his famous sharp tongue. "I kinda figured," I said sassy and rolling my eyes. As Jake stepped closer, I took two more steps back. I turned my ears back and growled. "I may be in heat, but it doesn't mean I can’t knock the arrogance out of you," I said stern. All I did was ignite his flame ever more. "I thought that was you. Well this should be killing two birds with one stone," Jake said with poison. The closer he got the faster my heart would beat. I knew this was either going to be left for dead, or ever killed. Right now, I would rather have death. He circled once more before he sunk his razor teeth to nip deeply in to my neck. I quickly jerked making him go down farther and deeper into my skin. It was one of the worst feelings I have felt in my life. I would not help but let out a whimper. My first reaction was to buck, but to to be height it wouldn't do much good. To me left, I heard a roaring sound of hooves coming this way. "Oh great, not another one," I said to myself. I knew I wasn't going to go out without a fight. My father's blood boils to the surface. Jake growled tried to hold me down with his legs, but I was small enough to crawl from underneath him. Once in front of him, I turned and buck causing my back hooves to slam into his neck. As I turned. I saw him rear and crashed on top of me, cutting my left cheek with his hoof. My legs become weak and I fell on to the ground. Once I looked up, I saw his big blob tackle Jake. After blinking for a thousand times, I could finally see clearly. A huge Clydesdale was attacking Jake. I wanted to help fight, but I was frozen. My body became numb until a growling voice roared in my ear. "Maria, run now," the stallion who saved me demanded. I quickly staggered my way to be feet and started to run. As I glanced back, the Clydesdale's shimmering grey eyes look at me in a way I never thought a stallion would. As I blinked, Jake arose from the ground and reared. I quickly turned my head and heard a load crack. My eyes started to water of the thought of my Guardian Angel become fallen. Once I returned home, it became clearer. As soon as my mother saw the gashes on my neck and face, her reaction made me forget about the Clydesdale. After I was cleaned up, my father walked in. "I was able to make a deal with our leader and Elite. As long as I am alive, you will be a personal slave to us until the age sixteen. Afterwards until me death, No one will be able to claim you," he said. My jaw dropped after he finished. I am not sure if I should be happy, or still scared for my life. As soon as I saw his frown, I quickly regained my poster and put on my poker face. "Yes sir, Thank you Father, I am in your debt," I said as I bowed to show respect. My Father slowly nodded and left.
Weeks passed after the deal was made. There was no sight of Jake or the Clydesdale. After finishing a tasking, I headed home for the night. The site of all of the foals brought a smile to my face. Once I made my rounds, I laid on a soft patch on grass and watch the stars dance the night away. To my right, I heard a faint whisper. "Psst. Maria," A deep familiar spoke, “Maria come here." I picked up my head and turned it to the sounds. A pair of silver eyes shined in the bushes. My heart pounded at the site. I quickly yet quietly made my way over to the stallion. "What happened to you and Jake? The whole heard are searching for you two," said in a demanding voice. The stallion glared at me and stared into my eyes. After a few minutes, his blazed eyes soften as he melted into mine. "Oh Mari, I have been worried sick about you," he deep voice spoke. My eyes widen as his words as well as he actions. "When you defended me when we were foals, I knew I was in your debt. While we were growing up, I kept my eyes on you, to make sure no one would hurt you of course," he said while taking a step closer. After he spoke, everything made since know. I finally knew where I knew him from. Aiden, the poor soul I help. "Thank you Adien, now I am in your debt," I said hiding the scars that Jake caused. A few pesky strains of hair keep tickling my nose. "Here, let me fix that," Aiden said softly using his fuzzy nose to move my hair. I felt him brush again my scars. Aiden quickly moved the rest of of my hair to view what Jake did. His ears quickly went back at the site. He walked closer and gently places his head over my neck. Once he did, Aiden took a deep breath. For once, I felt wanted and not alone. I finally had the courage to as," What happen to Jake? Why haven't you two returned," I asked knowing there will be a catch with this kindness. He gently rose his head and turned his face away. "There are some stories are left better unsaid," he said," Can I meet you here again tomorrow?" I gently nodded and brushed against him. "Thank you again for saving me," I said. I could feel his body heat up. "You’re welcome Maria, I will always protect you okay," he said in a strong manner. I then felt a warm nuzzle on her shoulder. Once I glanced up, he was gone. His black coat blended into the night.
The next night came, I waited for Aiden for a good hour. "I knew it was good to be true," I said while walking back. "Hey, where are you goin'," I heard a deep voice come from behind a tree. "I thought I wasn't going to see you," I said huffing. All he did was chuckle. "I told I was going, I just had to take care of a few things," He smiles, but it faded," Maria, I need to get this off my chest." I tilted my head. "Yes, what is it Aiden," I said worrying what it would be. Aiden then spoke and reviled what happen that day he saved me. My eyes widen with a tear falling. "He was right, there are something better left unsaid."

Adult Years - Present:
My father was ordered to do a mission that required the Olde herd. Days and weeks passed, and still no site of him. The heard sent out a search part and still no signs. One night while singing the foals to sleep, I heard a deep groan from the lake. I gently got up and made my way over to where the grunts were coming from the lake. A dark figure staggered and fell by the lake. I ran as quickly as I could to the lake. The horse was my father. He had deep lashes from head to toe. Blood was comes from everywhere. "Oh Father, what happen to you," I asked about to call for help. "Do not call for no one Mari, Ther-there is no h-h-hope for me," he said spitting out blood," I have a-a-aleady lost a lot of blood. Just put no out of my misery." How can I kill my own Father? Normally I would not ignore an order, but it had to be with his life. I looked away and shook my head. "No, I can’t just kill you. You have to stay live Father. Mother needs you, I need you. What will happen to me when you are gone," I started rambling on until I felt his muzzle touch my hoof. "If your brother would have lived he would have been able to kill me with questioning," he growled," ma-ma-mari, you have become weak." I flicked my ears back. "I am not weak. I have your blood Father," I spit out. "Then do as I said," he said as loud as he could as he attempted to stand. I closed my eyes and gabbed him in his neck with my hoof. I could feel his body tensed as he smiled. "Is that all you have," she said with a sharp tongue like Jake did. Tears streamed down my as I continued to hit with all of my strength in in his wounds, until I would not feel him move. "Father," I said in a low tone. I could barely feel his breath on my leg. "Tha-Tha-that's my girl," as he said on his last breath. Once he was gone, I gently laid beside him and cried. I knew that a Guard would soon come soon. I quickly washed what I could of the blood off of me and ran for help. A few Guards quickly ran to the scene, but it was clearly too late. One of the Guards gently picked him up are carried him the ocean before any animals would claim him as dinner.
After they left it came to my mind, the deal that my father made with the Leader as well as the Elite is now broken. Once I am in heat, I am officially up for grabs. Now I must defend myself, but how can. I must find a way.

Group: Chevalin-Wanderlust
Referance: Elesette
Maria: kittyline13