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The Mare-Night

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*Her skin is dark brown as fertile mud, with freckles and spots in silver, bronze and moss. Her claws are long, thin and straight, sharp like Alastor's needles.
*Despite looking mostly feminine, she either manifests as both (physical) sexes at once, or none.
*Her hoof-steps never make a noise (unless she wants them to), even with her imposing weight.
*Her coat is spotted and dappled as her skin, and her fur grey as steel. Said fur is short and smooth, and doesn't stick out much around her hooves.
*The Mare's hair is colourful as half-tarnished copper. Messy, somewhat wavy, and grows all the way from her scalp to her upper back, like a mane. It is usually adorned with a variety of flowers.
The Mare is, as previously mentioned, an incarnation of murder born from the crimes of Man. Despite her (usually) approachable personality, she is still an extremely violent Hour of delightful sacrifice.
She is the Hour of '''Murder, Hunting and Unexpected Endings'''. She is also, by extension, unofficially treated as an Hour of war.
== Worship ==
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