Name: Vadera
Gender: Female
Age: Six
Height: 16.1HH
Appearance: Vadera is a fairly well built horse, muscular but not overly brawny. Her body is slender, though slightly curvaceous and feminine. She has a grulla coat made of silver-blue hairs with a mixture of black and white thrown in, a black zebra mask covering her face and stripes running up her legs. Her mane and tail are black and extremely long, wavy and messy without being ugly.
Personality: Vadera seems to have bi-polar disorder. Sometimes she's fire-y and playful, other times she seems down... almost depressed and for no apparent reason. All around, she's a very complex and confusing creature. The littlest things upset her. If you happen to insult her, which is highly likely, she'll pounce on you in an instant, either using her sharp tongue to jab you a couple of times where it hurts or use physical attack, whichever she thinks will affect you the most. Many aren't aware of her compassionate side, though, which is not very surprising. Many don't seem to guess under her tough exterior, she's actually very soft. Only the determined will be able to penetrate her shell.
Strengths: Vadera has a keen sense of danger, although sometimes it is confused with nothing at all. But mostly, she is on target when it comes down to whether a situation could turn harmful or not.
Weaknesses: Vadera changes moods and thoughts quickly. One moment she could be docile and quiet and the next she could be lashing out at you with her tongue and hooves.
History: Vadera lived the normal life, you could say. She was raised in mother's herd and had a knit family, though her father seemed to disappear quite often for reasons still unknown to this day and eventually never coming back. The reason for her 'disorder' cannot be thoroughly explained, though it might have to do something with the constant disappearances of her father. When he was with her, they seemed to have a close connection, and that was the time when she was most happy. You could say she was 'daddy's little girl'. He taught her a lot of things and always told her stories of his adventures, claiming that while he was gone he was doing heroic tasks, and Vadera always enjoyed listening to them. But every time he left, her mood turned sour and she isolated herself from everyone. And then, sadly, one day he never returned. And Vadera, clueless as to the real reason for his absence, concluded that he had abandoned her. Now, some say that time heals all wounds and in this case that is only partly true. Perhaps it is because she lost her best friend that she constantly switches moods. Part of her has let go, but the part of her that misses her dear old dad still remains.

Can you say lamest history in the world? I can! xD Yea... I'm so bad at them it's not even funny. Seriously. Same with personalities and all around biographies. I'm much better role-playing, I swear. Lol