Jetta | Filly | Herd member

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Basic Information
Name: Jetta
Gender: female
Age: 0
Year of Birth: 767 of the New Age
Height: predicted 9hh
Build: light
Phenotype: Mottled/marbled piebald sooty grulla restricted fawn
Genotype: Ee/aa/nD/nSty/fwfw/nRx/pipi/nMt/nMb
Eye Colour: Blue
Design Sheet:

Sire: A ghost from the past 
Dam: Ket

Bloodline: 100% Windborne
Magic Type: Wind

Pie defects
-Autoimmune disease
-No tail

Skill Points
Speed: 7 [No Level] (Autoimmune disease cap - Basic)
Stamina: 3 [No Level] Autoimmune disease cap - Basic)
Strength: 0 [No Level] (Build Cap: 5 points max)

Magic: 17 [No Level]
Herbs: 0 [No Level]

Experience: 0

Herd Information
Herd: Windborne Allied Herd
Herd Position:  Herd member
Mate(s): She is a tiny baby, no mates
Current Location: With mama in Gumtree Hollow

Details
Personality: 
Jetta is a cheerful and positive child - although she does find herself getting tired quickly, and she can't quite keep up with Mama or the other fawnlings, she doesn't let that stop her. The world is big, beautiful and exciting and she just wants to find out more about it! When she exhausts herself she does get frustrated, and tends to push herself harder than she should - she doesn't understand why she finds it so much harder to walk as far or run as fast as the others, and it is the only thing that seems to upset her.
Appearance:
Jetta is small and delicate, with large eyes and ears, making her appear extremely baby-ish and very delicate. Her fragile appearance is only exacerbated by her physical frailty - despite her cheerful enthusiasm, she never seems far away from collapsing with exhaustion.
History: 
Jetta is a mystery. Her mother had sworn off stags, it seemed - none could woo her after the death of the storyteller Jeet, and the golden doe seemed content with her life. And yet, one winter, her belly swelled and she would not admit who the father was, telling only her closest companions that she had been spoken to by a voice, and Jeet had come to her as she had slept.... In the Summer, Jetta was born, her hide a blend of white clouds and dark thunderheads, and her eyes the bright blue of a sunny sky.
Since she was born, Jetta has lived close at her mother's hip, exploring as much as she is able to and exhausting herself with every journey - but never, ever, letting it dampen her cheerful spirit.