Name: Draco

Lakota name : Serpent of the snow

Age: 3

Breed: Unknown mix of breeds

Height:17hh

Coat color: Seal Brown

Markings: Sabino

Eyes:grayish silvery blue

Mother: open

Father: open

Mate:Brighid (C) Purrsain

Foals: none at the moment

Breeding: open

Likes: Mares ( obviously), grazing, fighting for dominance, showing that he isnt a "fancy"

Dislikes: Being called a "fancy"

Charsong: Bird and the worm - The Used

Personality:Draco is a hardcore stallion. But if your nice to him he's nice to you. He loves mares and treats them with respect. He can be a bit of a brute at times but its only to protect the mares. He can be very hyper and playful

History: Born in one of the early American colonies in Boston, Draco was born to be a Single person carrige puller. However this was'nt the case. He was owned by a merchant and was forced to haul tea and other imported goods to the near by shops. This work began to get too much. Sores from the harness began to rip open causing him an extreem amount of pain. One night while in his stall Draco was lucky enough to undo the bolt lock on his stall and excaped into the night.

 Traveling from Boston to The Cimarron was no easy task. Going through multiple states and enduring stinging rain and harsh blizzards and Drought. Most of those obstacles nearly killed him. This trip took nearly 4 months of non stop travel.

 Though tough he tended to be curious along the way. In one rest stop he took he met a porcupine.....ok so maybe not "met" more like its quills met his face, poor Draco! When he finally got to the Cimmaron he became very skiddish around any human he saw.

 One day though this all changed. A little Lakota girl no more than 5 saw him lying near some blue berry bushes. the girl ran to her mother and pulled her by the hand to him. Draco was in no mood to fight at this point. His sores were getting slightly infected making him feel horrible, and on top of that it was summer and his Shaggyish coat had yet to completely shed. The woman took her daughter back to the teepee and came back with a bowl, it smelled kinda....minty. The woman kept mixing the minty stuff in the bowl and knelt down strokeing his neck to calm him. Once he accepted that whatever happened next would be his fate he relaxed. The woman than proceeded to put the salve she had made onto his sores, It felt good and soothing.

 After a week of recouperating her husband came back with some other men from their tribe, who had been on a hunting trip.

  Draco

Headshot blank: Blue hawks ghost

Voice: Jensen Ackles , Better known as Dean Winchester from Supernatural.

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