

Name: Troubadour
Nickname: Trouble
Breed: Arabian/Mustang
Age: 9
Gender: Stallion
Sire: Desperado
Dam: Jolene ( Luv4Rosco )
Siblings: Golden Legend, Raspberry ( Me ) and Mountain ( Luv4Luke )
Friends: Summers Lillac and his siblings and Open,
Mate: Aanayan ( Luv4Luke )
Foals: ?
Likes: Being on his own ( Like his father ) and his mate
Dislikes: Being tied, and stallions who want to take his mare
History:
Trouble was the first born to Jolene and Desperado. He was three when his brother Golden was born and had a bond for his little brother. Trouble and Golden would explore the woods taking in every moment hoping they would always be togeather. One evening, Trouble left his family to set out on his own. He found out a year later that his mother had died from giving birth to his twin sisters. Like the rest of the family, Trouble greived the loss of his mother who was there for him from the time he was a foal, to when he was four and went his own ways. Trouble knew that he was lucky to have had a mother. He set out again to find his grand mother. Trouble had looked for a month before he found a mare that looked like his mother but had paint markings. Trouble stayed with Shadow in till she told him to go find a mate before it was to late. Trouble set out once again. a year past, and he came across an Indian village. He walked in and was surprised to find his father. Trouble canterd over to his father, they greeted, a Lakota girl walked over to Trouble to stroke his black nose. Trouble grew a bond with Summers Lilac and would let her ride him. He reunited with the rest of his family a few years later and was gatherd around by his three siblings. Trouble loved to take in all of the moments he shared with his siblings so when he passed on, he would know that someone out there still loved him. Trouble was grazing with the other village horses, when a beautiful mare walked up to him a grazed besides him. Trouble's eyes went wide as he tried to focus on eating and not the mare. The mare looked over at him, and he tried to give her a grin. But it turned out to be more of a goofy crooked grin, and the mare laughed and finished grazing. Trouble snorted and walked away. Trouble ran into the mare bumping noses with her. Trouble finely got the courage to asked her to gallop with him to the mountains for a few hours and she agreed. They arrived and Trouble was more tense then ever. The mare who's name was Anavan, came up and gently nudged his face. Trouble returned it, and they became mates after a couple of more mountain nights together.
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