Age: Depends on use. 

 

Breed: Paint horse.

 

Personality: Brantley is a bit cocky when it comes to cowboys trying to rustle him up. He loves to play tricks on them but sometimes the tricks are played on him. He's quite friendly when it comes to his own kind, and often is always happy to meet someone new. He has his eyes for mares, and often flirts with mares.

 

Colours: White and pale brown with darker pale brown muzzle with pink snip, dark brown forelock, white mane with a mixture of white and brown tail, multi-coloured back right hoof, small patch on left shoulder.

 

Sire: Unknown.

 

Dam: Unknown.

 

Siblings: None.

 

Mate/Crush:  Indiana. (c) AngelTrouble

 

Crusher/s: Open.

 

Foals: Casanova.

 

History:  Brantley was born and raised in the wild, He grew up in a herd which was close by to an indian village. When he grew older, Brantley became interested in mares greatly, though he never seemed to find the right mare for him. He searched and searched, but still had no sign. In his travels, he was seen as eye candy for most humans, as they wanted this magestic stallion as their own. Brantley was often chased, but never got caught until one day he made the wrong mistake of taking the wrong turn. He saw a Cowboy on his horse and reared as ropes were thrown around his neck. Brantley fought the ropes, yet nothing could free him. Brantley was later found at a small ranch where horses were prancing around in paddocks. He was taken to a stall and tied up.

 

Months after the stallion was caught, he still had his wild spirit in him, though being tamed, yet not fully. He grew feelings for a mare, Indiana. She was about the same age as himself. The two got to know eachother and soon enough the feelings grew into love, and they became mates. Brantley began to be protective of Indiana as the humans whipped her, and himself. But he never gave in, and fought back. One night Brantley planned to break out. He and Indiana escaped by jumping over a fence. The two travelled into the wild in search of a herd, or a territory of their own. Months had passed and Brantley's son, Casanova was born. Brantley grew a strong bond with his young son, as they played and wandered together. Weeks passed and the trio found a perfect spot for them to make a herd of their own, and soon enough a mare and a young foal wandered in search of a herd, and they joined Brantley in his small herd. Soon the group stumbled upon a stallion named Spark, who offered them to join his herd. Brantley gave a nod of acceptance and they became herd members. Brantley helps Spark keep the herd safe from intruders.

 

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