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X011 IEC Canterbury

Talvace

Published: Nov 28, 2017

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Description

Identification ID: X011
Registered Name: IEC Canterbury
Nickname: Budgie
Breed: Talvak-Draft
Gender: Mare
Height: 17 hh
Color: Silver Bay Roan Tobiano
Genotype: Ee Aa nZ nR nTb
Tracker: X011 IEC Canterbury | Tracker

Breeding Tier: Beginner

Bloodlines:
------------------------------------------ SSS: unknown
----------------- SS: F004
------------------------------------------ SSD: unknown
Bullet; White

Sire: unknown
------------------------------------------ SDS: unknown
----------------- SD: unknown
------------------------------------------ SDD: unknown
| FOUNDATION
------------------------------------------ DSS: unknown
----------------- DS: unknown
------------------------------------------ DSD: unknown
Bullet; White

Dam: unknown
------------------------------------------ DDS: F017
----------------- DD: unknown
------------------------------------------ DDD: unknown

Breeding Slots: 11/12 Bullet; Red

CLOSED

1. Used (mine) / X002 IEC Here Be Dragon Slayers
2. Used (mine) / X036 IEC Eira - Gender Bender Event, does not count towards limit

Foals:
N/A

^{Breed | DeerCrossing & Talvace}^{Reference | s1088}

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