Post by Hambre De Los Lobos Aulladores on Mar 3, 2010 22:09:20 GMT -6
Name: Satanast {Satan to a few}
Age: 5 Years 6 Months
Breed: Kiger Mustang
Gender: Stallion
Alliance: Dark
Height: He is on the larger scale of the mustang breeding for he stand a good 15.2 hh
Color: He is truly a nice sight to behold. He had all the traditional markings of any kiger mustang. He has the grey-gold coat, the long dark dorsal stripe. The two toned mane that leave nice long trail down his strong and muscular framed neck. He also has the traditional stripes on his legs near the tops of them like that of a zebra and he has darker points on all four legs and on his muzzle and around his almond shaped hazel eyes as well on his large and shapely ears. A fairly odd thing though on him is the strange white patterned splashes on the underside of his barrel.
Markings: On his thickly muscled neck there is a scar or brand as one might call it of a number that the others etched onto him. It is de6v6i6l. That is his number for the trades back in his lands when he was auctioned off so to speak. He also has one other marking on his shoulder. It was given to him by a mighty stallion that took him in and trained him to be a part of a killer army in the Darks. It sort of looks like a satanic cult symbol.
Picture:
Other: He hails from the far south of the lands and his parents were a proud bunch. They had died to his knowledge many moons ago when his herd was raided and the raid was caused by him. His sister he has yet to hear from.
Personality: He had a kind and caring personality really. He keeps it hidden however for he finds that that is at times his one weakness. He comes out like an everyday stud that does not care much for mares rights in breeding and all but truly he can become soft at times and feel for those few mares. The tough act spills out sometimes even when he has been close to another. He finds it hard as well to keep a relationship with someone for he is supposed to be a guy and his attitude tends to push those he cares about away purposely. He is somehow afraid to let anyone close to him for a number of reasons that have happened to him in his past and he wants to keep as many others that he cares for as far away as possible from hi in the end of all things.
History: He does not care to talk about his past. It does become evident to others when he pushes them away when they get close to him though. He was brought up like any wild colt. Running across the lands and racing with the eagles. He though that he could fly at times and let his cares fall free from him. His parents tried to warn him from running around so boisterously. he did not abide by their rule and one day when he was the age or a year and a half he did just that. He ignored his parent¡¦s warnings and strict rules and ran off. That was when the Darks caught sight of him. There were a few wranglers in the area and his parents cautioned him more than once before they entered the valley. They wrangled him up and put him in a confined area with many other studs and younger horses and mares. They were all so angry and some were a part of his parents herd. They swore at him and left him alone in the large and crowded corral. The Darks then caught him away from the others and restrained him with a few other strong and loyal studs and marked his neck with their brand for his heritage. He was then put up for auction with the Darks biting and kicking at him. He reacted the only way he knew how to then. He bit, lunged and kicked out at them. That as when a massive beast of a stallion caught sight of him and thought that he would be grand addition to their troops and the feistier the funnier to break in. That was then when he was moved into the training camp. They taught him to feel no pain and to treat others like dirt, they then branded him with their ceremonial marking in his shoulder. They then placed him in a small confined area to await his instructions but that was when the Lights hit strong and hard. He had made a friend in the army there with the Darks not knowing about it. When they had then run out of food and lives to take Satan's best friend was next on the menu. Once that was all over with Satan then made a desperate attempt for freedom and that was when he had seized it. He had left his friend for the cannibalistic herd of Darks to consume as he escaped into the lands to begin a new life. Since then he had tried to distance himself from all other equine species so that he would not feel sorry for them and if they were taken away from him he would not be depressed. He was mostly just protecting his feelings and the though of him breaking his heart once more and becoming depressed. So far though that has not worked and he has been depressed ever since but there will possibly be new hope on the horizon for him.
Age: 5 Years 6 Months
Breed: Kiger Mustang
Gender: Stallion
Alliance: Dark
Height: He is on the larger scale of the mustang breeding for he stand a good 15.2 hh
Color: He is truly a nice sight to behold. He had all the traditional markings of any kiger mustang. He has the grey-gold coat, the long dark dorsal stripe. The two toned mane that leave nice long trail down his strong and muscular framed neck. He also has the traditional stripes on his legs near the tops of them like that of a zebra and he has darker points on all four legs and on his muzzle and around his almond shaped hazel eyes as well on his large and shapely ears. A fairly odd thing though on him is the strange white patterned splashes on the underside of his barrel.
Markings: On his thickly muscled neck there is a scar or brand as one might call it of a number that the others etched onto him. It is de6v6i6l. That is his number for the trades back in his lands when he was auctioned off so to speak. He also has one other marking on his shoulder. It was given to him by a mighty stallion that took him in and trained him to be a part of a killer army in the Darks. It sort of looks like a satanic cult symbol.
Picture:
Other: He hails from the far south of the lands and his parents were a proud bunch. They had died to his knowledge many moons ago when his herd was raided and the raid was caused by him. His sister he has yet to hear from.
Personality: He had a kind and caring personality really. He keeps it hidden however for he finds that that is at times his one weakness. He comes out like an everyday stud that does not care much for mares rights in breeding and all but truly he can become soft at times and feel for those few mares. The tough act spills out sometimes even when he has been close to another. He finds it hard as well to keep a relationship with someone for he is supposed to be a guy and his attitude tends to push those he cares about away purposely. He is somehow afraid to let anyone close to him for a number of reasons that have happened to him in his past and he wants to keep as many others that he cares for as far away as possible from hi in the end of all things.
History: He does not care to talk about his past. It does become evident to others when he pushes them away when they get close to him though. He was brought up like any wild colt. Running across the lands and racing with the eagles. He though that he could fly at times and let his cares fall free from him. His parents tried to warn him from running around so boisterously. he did not abide by their rule and one day when he was the age or a year and a half he did just that. He ignored his parent¡¦s warnings and strict rules and ran off. That was when the Darks caught sight of him. There were a few wranglers in the area and his parents cautioned him more than once before they entered the valley. They wrangled him up and put him in a confined area with many other studs and younger horses and mares. They were all so angry and some were a part of his parents herd. They swore at him and left him alone in the large and crowded corral. The Darks then caught him away from the others and restrained him with a few other strong and loyal studs and marked his neck with their brand for his heritage. He was then put up for auction with the Darks biting and kicking at him. He reacted the only way he knew how to then. He bit, lunged and kicked out at them. That as when a massive beast of a stallion caught sight of him and thought that he would be grand addition to their troops and the feistier the funnier to break in. That was then when he was moved into the training camp. They taught him to feel no pain and to treat others like dirt, they then branded him with their ceremonial marking in his shoulder. They then placed him in a small confined area to await his instructions but that was when the Lights hit strong and hard. He had made a friend in the army there with the Darks not knowing about it. When they had then run out of food and lives to take Satan's best friend was next on the menu. Once that was all over with Satan then made a desperate attempt for freedom and that was when he had seized it. He had left his friend for the cannibalistic herd of Darks to consume as he escaped into the lands to begin a new life. Since then he had tried to distance himself from all other equine species so that he would not feel sorry for them and if they were taken away from him he would not be depressed. He was mostly just protecting his feelings and the though of him breaking his heart once more and becoming depressed. So far though that has not worked and he has been depressed ever since but there will possibly be new hope on the horizon for him.
