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ER Staplegun Shootout

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Published: Jun 20, 2016
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Show Name: ER Staplegun Shootout
Barn Name: Walker
Breed: Appendix Quarter Horse
Sex: Mare
Age: 5 years
Height: 15.2 hh
Phenotype: Silver Bay
Genotype: Ee/Aa/ZZ
Discipline: All Arounder / Zombie Camp Pony
Owner: Eva Pajari
Import Image:
Cute Adopts: Batch 3: CLOSED

Bloodlines:

------------------------------------------ SSS : Starter
----------------- SS: Starter
------------------------------------------ SSD : Starter
Sire: Starter
------------------------------------------ SDS : Starter
----------------- SD: Starter
------------------------------------------ SDD : Starter
------------------------------------------ DSS : Starter
----------------- DS : Starter
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Dam: Starter
------------------------------------------ DSS : Starter
----------------- DD: Starter
------------------------------------------ DDD : Starter

ABOUT

Personality: Closely guarded and a little loner-ish, Dragon is the kind of horse that you see grazing way on the other side of the pasture.

Fears: No major fears, occasionally spooks at unexpected noises. 

Unique Traits: Unknown when purchasing this horse, Walker is also the name of his owner's last name. 

BREEDING

Breeding Slots: :bulletgreen: OPEN :bulletgreen:
Phenotype: Silver Bay
Genotype: Ee/Aa/ZZ
Requirements: Pure Thoroughbreds, Quarter Horses or crosses with at least 50% Thoroughbred blood. 

FOALS

N/A

SHOWS

N/A

AWARDS + RIBBONS

N/A

TRAINING

Walker may sigh and roll his eyes, but he will ultimately do whatever you ask of him, even if it takes a bit of effort to get him to do it energetically. Though he doesn't often enjoy the presence of other horses, he's content to do lessons in the cow field. 

OTHER IMAGES

Huh?
ER Yin Yang
Horse Ych Completed
Cute Adopts: Batch 3: CLOSED

REGISTRIES AND POINTS
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Horse Crediting System

Recreational Images: + 3cp
Huh? + 1cp
ER Yin Yang +1cp
ER Staplegun Shootout + 1cp

Total: + 3cp


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