Name: Albatrast

Age: Young but strong Equine

Gender: Male

Personality: Free-spirited, a fighter, kind of a mild “I don’t care” attitude

Likes: Speed, being free, apples, water, and other horses willing to talk to him

Dislikes: Humans he don’t trust, being tied up, other hostile horses

History: When Albatrast was a foal he had wandered away from his mother and was attacked by a hawk who’s eggs were nested on the ground, the hawk’s sharp talons gave him his scar on his left cheek. Shortly after his mother died a deadly sickness and Albatrast was taken in by his father where he grew up in a herd. When he was older many of the other horses began treating him differently than they had when he was younger, and he soon realized that he didn’t belong, and set out on a journey to find his calling. After he left he never saw the herd or his father again and began taking a liking to living alone, though sometimes it got too lonely for him and would usually enjoy the company of other horses who were will to be his friend. He never found a herd to call his own and has been a loner ever since, laughed at by other herds who seen him on the prairie and called names by those who despised him completely and never defended his reputation against them. Many months went by and he was still a lone horse, and was captured by the Cavalry like Spirit had been and was to be trained as war horse, though luckily he escaped the night after the day they had brought him to the fort in the desert. Without food or water in the last few days he had been unable to go any further but was found by an Indian from Little Creek’s Tribe, the Indian brought him back to the Tribe’s camp and there he was cared for until his was in healthy conditions again. He was free to rome without worries and every now and then visited the other horses of the Tribe, and found that he belonged there and never left. Back when he was born, he had a birth mark of four brown dots under his left eye and was often recognized by the birthmark or his broad white stripe down the front of his face. And for his love of running fast and freely like a bird who could fly, he was named Albatrast.

Mate/children: None

Parents: Nobody but Albtrast knows and he never talks about them

Other: None really