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Spookaween

ID#1244697
Owned by LittleLilith_Yandere (#131252)
Bred by LittleLilith_Yandere (#131252)

This horse is deceased.
Currents

STR: 62
SPD: 31
AGI: 25
INT: 18
END: 59
ALL: 195

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Horse Information
Name Spookaween
Age 8 years old (ages in 3 days)
Breed Tennessee Walking Horse
Color Bay
Sex Stallion
Pattern No Pattern
Markings Face: Star, NF: –, FF: –, NH: Sock, FH: –
Information What do these mean?
Face: Face marking
NF: Near Front leg marking
FF: Far Front leg marking
NH: Near Hind leg marking
FH: Far Hind leg marking
Created 2021-10-15 09:11:46
Genotype Ee Aa gg crcr dd chch FF zz pp stysty rbrb ++ oo spsp lplp patn1patn1 patn2patn2
Conformation and Health
Height 17.0 hands (68in)
Head 43.00 Poor
Neck 41.00 Poor
Withers 44.00 Poor
Back 61.00 Good
Shoulders 48.00 Poor
Legs 69.00 Good
Knees 53.00 Good
Hooves 66.00 Good
Average 53.13

Specialty Information
First Places 0 Second Places 0 Third Places 0
Specialty Driving (Converted: 0 times) Grade Novice 2 Training Level 1
Training Progress
Stat Boost Points
6 / 10

Horse Points
Yesterday 0
This Week 0
This Month 0
All Time 0
Show Winnings
Yesterday $0
This Week $0
This Month $0
All Time $4,404

Pedigree, Breeding and Foals
Sired by Foundation Stallion Foals 2 foals bred Base Stats
STR: 17
SPD: 25
AGI: 23
INT: 15
END: 20
ALL: 100
Dam Foundation Mare Last Bred 26 days ago  
Pedigree View Pedigree      

Club Registries
Not registered in any clubs!

Public Notes
**Spookaween**

-Shrouded in a mist of fog, darkness arising, the reaper twas calling.... here he stands, here he rises, THE SPOOKIEST OF TIMES!-

Year 3 (Home-coming)
The grave stallion stood. His ears flattened as he stomped the ground impatiently. He didn't want any human to touch him and yet here he was, cornered in his misty and dark forest. People stood around him at all sides, swinging ropes and coming in closer as they tried to capture him. Rearing was a terrible choice, yet Spookaween did that. He let out a pained snort of panic as he felt the ropes tighten around his neck and legs.
The next day, he was transported to a strange farm surrounded by flowers. A few other horses were there as well... he scoffed. This farm looked like a nightmare.