Age: 13

Gender: Stallion

Breed: Quarter Horse/Thoroughbred/Spanish Mustang

Coat: Blood Bay

Markings: White Cross that goes down to half the muzzle, 2 white stockings,ranch brand,scars

Mane/Tail:Black

Eyes: Red

Sire: Unknown(open)

Dam:Unknown(open)

Mate: none

Crush: none(open)

Foals: none(open)

Siblings:(open)older BrotherTheAlbino)(open)  (          (older brother)A  Al 

Breeding: Yes

Likes: Fire, night, mares, solitude, quiet, forests, walking,fighting

Dislikes: galloping, stallions, predators, sunny days,being ridden

Personality: Dark, independent

Song:Three Days Grace-Pain(read history)

History: He was born during a huge storm and his herd was scattered. His mother died shortly after so he had to find a mare to give him milk. He found a mare, who's foal had died of disease. He never knew he real mother. His father always hated him. His father says it was all his fault his mother died. His nickname was "the little curse" So, he had no friends growing up, and no one liked him. He was always upset, and no one cared. So he ran away, and no one missed him. He was captured by the cavalry. He willingly let them train him. he was branded and was ready to be ridden. He didn't like people on his back though, just the pain. Soon, he decided that there was more to his life than just pain. Who cares what his father thought or the rest of his old herd. He escaped the cavalry fort and tried to find some happiness in his life. But, of all things, nothing could cheer him up. He lays in the middle of forests and waits for nothing but death to come for him. Can someone help him? 

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