Random Info

Name: Apachie

Age: 6 (Horse Years)

Breed: American Paint Horse

Colour: Bay Paint

RelationShips

Parents: Unknown

Siblings: None

Crushers: Open ^^

Crush: Katana (c) Me

Mate: Katana (c) Me

Foals: Shakira, Afriksh (c) Both Mine

Personality:

Apachie is rather protective, but means good. He can apear pushy or controlive but he is only trying to do the best thing for his herd. He is cautious around stallions he dosnt know, but is friendly once you get to know him.

Likes: Watching over his herd, scouting, Meeting new horses.

Dislikes: Abusive stallions, rude horses, know-it-all's

The Herd:

Herd: The Kamiloroi Herd (c) Me

Rank: Lead Stallion

Where they live: The Kamiloroi Herd live in a medium sized valley. There is a waterfall at one end, and many small streams flow out across the valley. Around the edge of the valley is a border of trees. The trees provide good shelter and protection. They grass is lush and green and there is plenty of room for everyone.

About the herd: The Kamiloroi Herd is run by Apachie and his mate Katana. Over-all the herd is like a kind, loving family, where everyone gets along. They always welcome new arivals to the herd, unless there is a serious reason why they shouldnt.

History

Apachie was born into a small herd. They lived on a big open plain, where the grass was yellow and dry. Apachie was rather skinny when he was younger as the grass wasnt the best. When he was a teen, Apachie set out to find better feeding grounds, or even another herd to join. What he found instead was a beautiful, kind mare called Katana. She was searching for the same thing he was. Apachie knew how dangerous it was for a mare to be out here alone, so they both agreed to find new grazing grounds together. After travelling for around 4 days they came to a valley. It seem like a little slice of heaven, as if their dreams had come true. Slowly as everything started to fall into place, Apachie developed feelings for Katana. He built up the courage to tell her, and soon they were deeply in love. Slowly they gathered more horses and formed a herd.

Head base (c) Me

Body base (c) Me (Please dont steal my bases)