Loretta

I danced my way to the claiming grounds, ready for my destiny to be revealed to me. Most equines would call me foolish to be excited about these things but really, I'm all for being claimed. I like to entertain others with my skills but only if I know them. Hopefully the stag's nice and friendly so I can get along with him.

Flicking my ashen whip, I prance over to a nice patch of grass and begin to graze. I know this isn't dreamland; all horses get hungry.