***Please don't reuse her name, I would really like her to be special/unique***

"You never know where life will take you, just sit back and enjoy the ride" ~ My own little motto

Name: Cranberry

Nickname(s); Cran, Berry

Age: 10

Gender: Female

Breed: Alpine Goat

Height: 30in

Coat: Cream

Markings: White splotch on her side and cream spot in the middle of her side and back flank

Eyes: Green

Horns: Brown

Herd/Home: Sorraia herd (Let in by Lead Stalion)

Rank: Nanny Goat ~ Elder

Mother: Unknown Alpine MIlking goat

Father: Unknown alpine breeding goat

Siblings: Many Half-siblings

Crush(es): Some when she was younger and at the ranch

Crusher(s): Some when she was at the calvary

Mate: Nope/She can't have kids anymore so she is usless as a mate

Kids: Many, last one was still-born and so she gave her milk to Hope, a young filly who had no parents

Friends: Hope, Liberty, Nine Eleven, Open

Best Friend: Dead

Likes: Grass, Her old ranch, Hope, Liberty, Nine Eleven

Dislikes: Calvary, Dirt

Personality: Sweet and gentle, this old nanny has seen more than most, she has been to 3 ranches and the calvary. She loves foals nad kids alike, and has been used as a foal-sitter at a couple of her ranches.

Theme Song(s): Searching...

::History::

She was born in a small ranch, and was raised by her mother and other mothers. She was the loving kid and always protected the weaker kids from the older ones. She was seen as a beautiful kid and the farm was going bankrupt and her mother's kids, including herself were worth a good 5,000 as future milking goats and she was sold when she turned 4.

She was bought by a bigger ranch, but they had no use for her after she was bought, for they had bought more than they could use. She was there for a brief time and then sold to a kindly old man. She was bred and milked, happy there. She was there, acting as a foal-sitter for motherless foals and kids. She was there for 8 years, but her owner had to sell her because he was too old and couldn't care for her properly now.

He sold her to the calvary and they used her for breeding mostly. She was saved only when a strong buckskin stallion  came and set horses free, and no one noticed the little pregnant goat escape amid the horses that had escaped. She wandered through the plains, searching for a spot for her birth. She gave birth a month later to a still born kid. Heavy with milk, she wandered away, saddened. She came across a young mare and a foal, not her own because she asked Cran to nurse the foal.

A year went by, she helped the mare, named Liberty, with the filly, named Hope. Having no where to go, she followed the pair, becoming friends with them. She was accepted into the herd along with her friends and lives there currently at the ripe old age of 10.

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Relation to Spirit: He freed her unknowningly from the calvary