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In the hollow at the base of a tree curled a mare. She did not sleep, or dream, or even think. She merely... Existed, her mind blank as she watched the leaves fall around her without comprehension or understanding. Every day she woke like this, aware yet somehow empty, looking out at the world with virgin eyes. Defeated before she'd even begun, all friends, family, familiar sounds and sights wiped from her memory in the span of a night. Every night.
How had she gotten here? She blinked, but it was merely instinct, not a reaction to the confusion that dwelt within her. Where was here, for that matter? The sky was hidden by the web of branches overhead, budded with the flowers and new-leaves of Spring. Spring... She knew the word fit without having to know it's meaning, but it annoyed her. Spring, spring, what was spring? Was that the name of the flowers? The leaves, the buds, the branches? Why did she place it there without thinking? Was it important? With an exasperated inner sigh, she curled tighter around herself.
How long had she been there?
Did it matter?
'Who am I...?'
That's right, amnesiac-mare is looking for a Stallion willing to accept her as she is, and teach her about the world. Over and over. >.> You see, she has short-term memory loss on top of her amnesia, so she wakes up at around the equivalent of a new-born foal each morning. This makes her both incredibly nervous, and inexorably curious!
She's not really fussed color or trait-wise, though she may feel even more depressed in the presence of a stallion whose wings can actually carry him as hers are merely vestigial.
ALSO! She's likely to be one of the few mares who is not scared away if your Stallion is a misery/Sa'krien/some other scary thing. XD