Rosto's Wrath

[elissebear]

Name: Rosto's Wrath
Age: Seven
Breed: Morgan x Warlander
Gender: Stallion
Clan: Moondancer
Rank: Medicine
Height: 16.2hh
Color: Silver Perlino Dun Frame/Sabino
Markings: Tiger stripes on his legs
Picture: In siggie!
Other: None
Personality: Rosto's Wrath. His name says it all really, but it would not be fair to leave it as that. Though he is fiercely loyal and determined. He is highly possessive and extremely aggressive. Never bring up his lack of sight or he will show you just how easy it would be for him to beat you in battle. His mind is always spinning and turning. He's always got something new for you to hear about and he is one hell of a fighter. Even with a lack of eye sight he can turn you into a creature knot. It is best that you leave him to his own doings or he might undo you. Rosto is quick on his hooves and willing to do anything for his home. He would fight till his last breath if that is what was asked of him.

Though there is something about him that he only shows to those closest to him. His heart is soft once you get around the hard outer shell. Though he hates some equines because of his mother, he loves other creatures, especially sweet, good natured mares. He shows a kinder side to them and is willing to get along with anything that is not pure of breeding. Through all his ruthless behavior you can find something close to angelic about him, though he will never agree to that fact. He believes he is a coward for events in his past and has yet to be convinced otherwise. It's going to take some hard ass work to turn his shit kicker into something more than just that.
History: Childhood
Though his childhood seemed normal, he was not. His mother had named him. Rosto's Wrath, such a nice thing to call your child since you were supposed to love them. No, she hated him. The only thing she ever gave him was a curse. She is the reason for his blindness or partial blindness. It slowly takes away what he used most in all of his young life. Sure, it taught him to rely on his other senses, but he was never normal. That was all that would have been his problem. You see, the reason his mother graced him with this blindness was because when he was born, he didn't cry out for her when she started walking away to force him to stand, just stared at everyone around him with wide, intelligent eyes. She saw that as a problem, thinking he saw too much with those eyes of his.

Teenhood
By now he was half blind. His sight leaving him with only half formed images. His father loved him though. Sure, his mother had left and his father was having trouble taking care of the both of them, but he never let Rosto down. Until the day she came. His mother was a lead mare now for another stallion, and she wanted them gone, the evidence of her former lover. Well, her and a band of others came to kill him and his father. His father pushed him away sending him into the thicket of the forest, hidden from the eyes of the ones who hunted for him. They asked his father where he was, but he wouldn't answer and as they killed him, Rosto screamed and raced from the horror he had just seen. His fear was a prison that kept him from helping his father, from dying as well. When the sounds of slaughter faded, Rosto stayed silent, now in the deepest part of the woods, alone and scared. It was as though they couldn't find him and so they left him alone in a forest that smelled of blood and held memories that no person should have ever held.

Adulthood
His mother's herd never tried to find him again and Rosto was taken in by another herd that raised him and taught him to fend for himself. He enjoyed the fighting that he learned and knew it was only from his mother's bloodlines that he enjoyed it. His life was a nightmare and he believed himself a coward for not being able to help his father and for not wanting to die. He fights in hopes of bringing back his honor, but he fears that there is no way to restore it in this lifetime and that he will forever be a coward by name.

[Kalovantha]

Accepted ^_^