
Oh, how I was nervous coming into these lands....I heard that unusual equines could be welcomed here, as well as those without an alliance. Well, I was certainly different. From a distance, you'd think I was a simply, small little mare. But once you came closer, you could see the bold strips that marked my entire bay coat. My mane stood up instead of hanging around my boa. I was short, striped, and without an alliance. You see, I was banned from every herd I've been too for being half, well, zebra. Yep, I'm a zorse. Hooray for me.
But the horse herds I went to, shunned me for being half zebra. Even my birthherd ignored me while growing up. It's not my fault my mother happened to fall for a zebra stallion, but I've never known my father. The leader of my birthherd, killed him shortly after I was born, because my mother was in his harem. And when I turned three, I was chased out by that leader, Stormbreeze. And now at the age of six, I'm still trying to find a steady home. Even zebra herds turned me away because I'm part horse, because I would stand out in the mass of black and white to predators.
Timidly, I crossed the borders of the land, pausing now again in search of the leader of the land. I was near tears, desperate for a home. I was tired of hovering in the outcasts of herd for safety, I wanted a solid home. A place to stay. Maybe, if I was lucky, even someone to love...Or have a foal... But I wasn't even sure if I could /have/ a foal, even if I did have a mate and all, would I be able to carry a foal?
I stopped, took a deep breath and called out for the leader of the lands. Nervously I waited, bright green eyes scanning the lands...