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RP OPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Man, I need to update this

Currently at The needle of Glenmore
NAME: Dall
NAME MEANING: blind
NICKNAME: ---
GENDER: Doe
BREED: Fawnling
AGE: 9
TYPE: Light
HEIGHT: 11.2hh
EYES: light blue/ almost white, blind
USE: Western Isles
COLOR: Double Cream Gold Champagne
GENOTYPE: ee/Ata/CrCr/nCh/ff
HERD: Glenmore
POSITION: Herd member for now

Speed: 5
Stamina: 2
Strength: 2 (capped at 7)
Experience: 2
at an 11 magic level:
medium

PERSONALITY:
**At a Glance**
Patient//eager to learn//helpful to the innocent//follows//lesbian//hard to please from adults//light hearted// innocent can please her easily//very honest//rarely falls in love//always sounds lights and airy//smarter than she leads on// very regal

Blind//mane is woven around a wooden twig with red and blue berries//will look anyway.

A LITTLE BIT OF HISTORY:
*** It was a cool day when a white fawnling knew it was time. She knew it was time to have her foal that she had been waiting almost impatiently for. The other pregnate does, three of them to be exact where gathered around her. She could hear the labored sounds as her first shot of pain rang out. She began to push, like she had been trained to do, letting her mind wander to the fawn she is about to have. If it is a boy, she thought wishfully, she would raise him strong. He would be able to have any doe with the manners of a true gentle man and the brute strength of his father. He would be tall and thick and all would bow. A small smile grew at this.
The smile dropped a little, as the pain grew. What if it was a girl? hopefully it wouldnt be a girl. Even so, she thought with a umph, She would raise her to be the perfect doe. She herself would be perfect. A small girl, one that rarely speaks unless spoken to. One that is royal and elegant, she would have it no other way. Oh and her looks, She would be amazingly stunning to say the least, Bucks will fight to the death for this taken doe.
With a final thrust, the doe had given birth to her first fawn. She breathed out a smile as she heard small grunts from behind her. Her smile turned as she was taken by the sight before her. A doe, she had given birth to a blind, lengthy, muscular, unstable doe!! She screamed in terror and ran from the sight. She later made the other does never to tell of her mistake or it will be their head. The fawn could die for all she cares.
She is blind. She doesnt know much about her family or really her family at all because once they learned about her disability she has had since opening her huge blue/purple cloudy eyes. Because of this she has settled with being a simple herd member for now. See tries with all her might to avoid other fawnlings in fear of their words and actions. She knows nothing of her beautiful color and strong appearance and how much the stags secretly want her. She hates the mating seasons and she runs everytime to the beach.
She loves to run, it got her into a lot of trouble as a fawn. She was more of the communtity child due to her family abanoning her. Everybody had their two cents on how to raise her but she was happy to learn the ways of every foal. She has always known she was more fond of Does over Stags but she will interact with both the same way. She would be picked on and she would be lead to horrible spots getting her horribly lost as a fawn by her harsher companions but she never tried to fight it.
She secretly wishes to learn about her parents and her past but she doesnt search for her history. She instead spends her time running through the forest and grasses, learning more about the powers she holds within her and about the environment around her with the senses she possibly can.

Year 0-1: She was born a blind, skinny, long fawn, her parents abandened her. It is not known of her lineage. Moves to the woods but tries to be a part of the herd.
year 1-2: She is eager to learn from every fawnling.
year 2-3: Other fawnlings wont let her play in the reindeer games forcing her to play in the woods.
year 3-4: hit her first true growth spurt, making the already lengthy, muscular fawn even taller.
year 4-5: Horn began to grow but she broke it because it got in her way, she will do so every year, and found a berry branch to wrap her mane in so she doesnt have to worry about it getting caught.
year 5-6: old enough for breeding now. She does not want to breed with any male and would much prefer a female mate.
year 6-7: current, wants a friend. will really talk to anyone, very skittish and odd. Had a son
Year 7-8: Had another fawn with the guard. Started looking into rejoining the herd.
year 8-9: Is pregnant with the king's twins.

Her voice : www.youtube.com/watch?v=W76WUv…

number three on here ehetere.deviantart.com/art/Faw…

Description
RP OPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Man, I need to update this

Currently at The needle of Glenmore
NAME: Dall
NAME MEANING: blind
NICKNAME: ---
GENDER: Doe
BREED: Fawnling
AGE: 9
TYPE: Light
HEIGHT: 11.2hh
EYES: light blue/ almost white, blind
USE: Western Isles
COLOR: Double Cream Gold Champagne
GENOTYPE: ee/Ata/CrCr/nCh/ff
HERD: Glenmore
POSITION: Herd member for now

Speed: 5
Stamina: 2
Strength: 2 (capped at 7)
Experience: 2
at an 11 magic level:
medium

PERSONALITY:
**At a Glance**
Patient//eager to learn//helpful to the innocent//follows//lesbian//hard to please from adults//light hearted// innocent can please her easily//very honest//rarely falls in love//always sounds lights and airy//smarter than she leads on// very regal

Blind//mane is woven around a wooden twig with red and blue berries//will look anyway.

A LITTLE BIT OF HISTORY:
*** It was a cool day when a white fawnling knew it was time. She knew it was time to have her foal that she had been waiting almost impatiently for. The other pregnate does, three of them to be exact where gathered around her. She could hear the labored sounds as her first shot of pain rang out. She began to push, like she had been trained to do, letting her mind wander to the fawn she is about to have. If it is a boy, she thought wishfully, she would raise him strong. He would be able to have any doe with the manners of a true gentle man and the brute strength of his father. He would be tall and thick and all would bow. A small smile grew at this.
The smile dropped a little, as the pain grew. What if it was a girl? hopefully it wouldnt be a girl. Even so, she thought with a umph, She would raise her to be the perfect doe. She herself would be perfect. A small girl, one that rarely speaks unless spoken to. One that is royal and elegant, she would have it no other way. Oh and her looks, She would be amazingly stunning to say the least, Bucks will fight to the death for this taken doe.
With a final thrust, the doe had given birth to her first fawn. She breathed out a smile as she heard small grunts from behind her. Her smile turned as she was taken by the sight before her. A doe, she had given birth to a blind, lengthy, muscular, unstable doe!! She screamed in terror and ran from the sight. She later made the other does never to tell of her mistake or it will be their head. The fawn could die for all she cares.
She is blind. She doesnt know much about her family or really her family at all because once they learned about her disability she has had since opening her huge blue/purple cloudy eyes. Because of this she has settled with being a simple herd member for now. See tries with all her might to avoid other fawnlings in fear of their words and actions. She knows nothing of her beautiful color and strong appearance and how much the stags secretly want her. She hates the mating seasons and she runs everytime to the beach.
She loves to run, it got her into a lot of trouble as a fawn. She was more of the communtity child due to her family abanoning her. Everybody had their two cents on how to raise her but she was happy to learn the ways of every foal. She has always known she was more fond of Does over Stags but she will interact with both the same way. She would be picked on and she would be lead to horrible spots getting her horribly lost as a fawn by her harsher companions but she never tried to fight it.
She secretly wishes to learn about her parents and her past but she doesnt search for her history. She instead spends her time running through the forest and grasses, learning more about the powers she holds within her and about the environment around her with the senses she possibly can.

Year 0-1: She was born a blind, skinny, long fawn, her parents abandened her. It is not known of her lineage. Moves to the woods but tries to be a part of the herd.
year 1-2: She is eager to learn from every fawnling.
year 2-3: Other fawnlings wont let her play in the reindeer games forcing her to play in the woods.
year 3-4: hit her first true growth spurt, making the already lengthy, muscular fawn even taller.
year 4-5: Horn began to grow but she broke it because it got in her way, she will do so every year, and found a berry branch to wrap her mane in so she doesnt have to worry about it getting caught.
year 5-6: old enough for breeding now. She does not want to breed with any male and would much prefer a female mate.
year 6-7: current, wants a friend. will really talk to anyone, very skittish and odd. Had a son
Year 7-8: Had another fawn with the guard. Started looking into rejoining the herd.
year 8-9: Is pregnant with the king's twins.

Her voice : www.youtube.com/watch?v=W76WUv…

number three on here ehetere.deviantart.com/art/Faw…