= Helm's Deep =
= Mare =
= 5 Years =
= Quarter Horse =
= Kind, gentle, can start a riot if not treated with respect =
= Light =

= Hoofs were heard from afar as the mare galloped with ease, her dial was shone as her frame came up from a hill. A whicker from her vocals as she came to a halt, then pranced around, tossing her dial in the air. The wind blew through her whipcords as her tail rose with grace. She tossed her head, rearing slightly before she continued running down the hill, picking up speed as each hoof hit the lush, green ground. She was up for grabs, and she had visited this place to see what the two-legged humans were really like =