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This is just a new character I made because I LOVVVVE blue roans <3 They're sooo sexeh....

If your intrested in giving Lystra a run and want to become her stallion, let me know so we can arrange somewhere to rp ;D

True refrence will be updated later.

Name: Lystra
Age: Ageless, currently has the looks and mind of a 5 year old
Breed: Appendix of Mustang decent
Height: 15 hands
Color: Blue Roan
Markings: Thin blaze in center of face, crosses over the right eye, pink muzzle, 2 bands and 1 sock, 2 paint spots, only the mane spot is on both sides.
Mane: Dark blue
Eyes: Sky blue
Personality: Lystra is a very firey little mare. She'll be the mare telling you to cross a river by a rickety old log instead of a bridge. She's the one who goes galloping through a dark forest instead of using a trail. She's know for getting herself into loads of trouble but she's good at talking her way out of things. She's a very loving little mare once you win her affections but until then, she's kinda stand off-ish. She'll offer help if she feels you need it but it's hard for her to confess things to people she doesn't know very well. Lystra will tell you what she's thinking of the second she thinks of it if she feels you need to know. Her headstrong attitude tends to make her say things she doesn't mean or speak out of anger. She's still working on this habit.

History: Lystra doesn't remeber much of her history. She doesn't know where she's from, she doesn't know who her parents are, she tends to get very quiet when people talk about their pasts because she has none. The last thing she remebers is waking up in the plains:
A bay stallion stood before her. "Your awake..." he said softly before tilting his head alittle. She jumped to her feet and laid her ears back at him, "Who are you?" She snapped before blinking, who was she? Where was she? She looked around wildly, everything unfamiliar. The stallion saw her fear and smiled, "You are Lystra my dear... and I am Angel..." he told her gently, helping her stand as she wobbeled. Everything after that just kind of blurred together. Angel had taught her everything he knew before he allowed her to go out on her own in hopes she'd find her own place in this world. Lystra had grown up from that yearling, dieing in a field, to a strong mare who had her own mind and could not be controled. She had no want for a herd and spent her days a loner, finding new adventures and new things to entertain her ever wandering mind. Never knowing a love for another horse besides her adopted father Angel, she never felt a need or even a want or desire to settle down with a herd or to even slow her constant moving pace. To this stay, she still travels constantly looking for a reason to stay in a spot for more than a few nights.

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Description
This is just a new character I made because I LOVVVVE blue roans <3 They're sooo sexeh....

If your intrested in giving Lystra a run and want to become her stallion, let me know so we can arrange somewhere to rp ;D

True refrence will be updated later.

Name: Lystra
Age: Ageless, currently has the looks and mind of a 5 year old
Breed: Appendix of Mustang decent
Height: 15 hands
Color: Blue Roan
Markings: Thin blaze in center of face, crosses over the right eye, pink muzzle, 2 bands and 1 sock, 2 paint spots, only the mane spot is on both sides.
Mane: Dark blue
Eyes: Sky blue
Personality: Lystra is a very firey little mare. She'll be the mare telling you to cross a river by a rickety old log instead of a bridge. She's the one who goes galloping through a dark forest instead of using a trail. She's know for getting herself into loads of trouble but she's good at talking her way out of things. She's a very loving little mare once you win her affections but until then, she's kinda stand off-ish. She'll offer help if she feels you need it but it's hard for her to confess things to people she doesn't know very well. Lystra will tell you what she's thinking of the second she thinks of it if she feels you need to know. Her headstrong attitude tends to make her say things she doesn't mean or speak out of anger. She's still working on this habit.

History: Lystra doesn't remeber much of her history. She doesn't know where she's from, she doesn't know who her parents are, she tends to get very quiet when people talk about their pasts because she has none. The last thing she remebers is waking up in the plains:
A bay stallion stood before her. "Your awake..." he said softly before tilting his head alittle. She jumped to her feet and laid her ears back at him, "Who are you?" She snapped before blinking, who was she? Where was she? She looked around wildly, everything unfamiliar. The stallion saw her fear and smiled, "You are Lystra my dear... and I am Angel..." he told her gently, helping her stand as she wobbeled. Everything after that just kind of blurred together. Angel had taught her everything he knew before he allowed her to go out on her own in hopes she'd find her own place in this world. Lystra had grown up from that yearling, dieing in a field, to a strong mare who had her own mind and could not be controled. She had no want for a herd and spent her days a loner, finding new adventures and new things to entertain her ever wandering mind. Never knowing a love for another horse besides her adopted father Angel, she never felt a need or even a want or desire to settle down with a herd or to even slow her constant moving pace. To this stay, she still travels constantly looking for a reason to stay in a spot for more than a few nights.

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