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<sup>Name:
Caravelle

Breed:
Arabian

Pelt Colour and Markings:
Bay

Age:
3

Gender:
Mare

Alliance:
Dark

Personality:
Caravelle is strong-willed. Nearly similar to my other character, Dance. She is a pregnant dog and a sleeper, pardon my french. She is very strong towards other stallions in terms of wit and seduction. She will almost never become a wuss like Dance would, in fact, the only time that she would love is, in fact when she finds another nearly so much like her that it nearly inslaves her in love and curiosity. Caravelle is so powerful in her ways of controlling stallions (flirtatiously, of course) that she actually can make herself rather vulnerable. She does not care in some cases, but when violated in such a severity, and without her intention, she can get pretty angered. Caravelle is very smart and very dominant. Almost competing for her respect and ranks.

Be careful, she's a fireball.

History:
Caravelle was birthed by a sleeper. And though her mother was loving, it still did not stop her from her specific 'duties' which, rather stupidly, she brought her daughter to every one of her meetings with other stallions. Being rather traumatised by not only seeing her mother spontaniously and rambunctiously breed so much, it caused her mind to become corrupted. Through the first two years, her mother birthed two more siblings, a filly and a colt, all within 11 months of each other. The now two-year old became extremely witty, probably gifted from one of the clients that her dam met. Also, she became beautiful, extravagent in fact. Becomming showy towards all the other colts that she came into contact with, raising her tail, looking absolutly gorgeous. She began to love the control that her ways were over stallions and colts. The first time she was raped was when she was two-and-a-half, by a large brute-like friesian who felt that he had control over every mare that seduced him or attempted to. Caravelle did not care, in fact, she rather enjoyed it, but she was not going to go back to the stallion's terrain just because he had breeded with her. She was too young to concieve, so what was the point? Watch the stallion wonder why she was not getting larger with every month's passage? It was obvious that she was too smart to go along with a power-hungry stallion, she simply left, no matter how many times the stallion attempted to gain control of her. Thus, beginning the legacy of Caravelle.

Picture (optional):
Drawn by me, being colored by the lovely Balberith

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Dude, its Excy xD

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Once again. Its Excy xD</sup>

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