She was small for a foal, almost a runt. All the other foals challenged her, thinking she was weak because of her size. She won most every battle. As she grew, she became more agressive and she began to start the fights. As a grown totoma, she stands in the middle of a growing crowd of potential opponents. Her hardened muscles stand out beneath her thick fur as she stands menacingly. "Come and fight me! I have proved my strength and will continue to do so! I challenge all!"