Name- Bellevue (Bell-vyoo)

Nickname- Bell

Breed- Mustang x Paint

Age- Young Adult

Gender- Male

Color- Dusty goldish-brown, cream, dark gray

Pattern- Buckskin Tobiano

Mane Color- Dark gray-brown

Eye Color- Dark Brown

Mate-

Crush-

Crusher-

Foal(s)-

Friends-

Enemies-

Parents- Spirit x Rain

Grandparents- Esperanza x Strider, ???x???

Siblings-

Body-

Height- Average

Weight- Average

When drawn- A stallion.

When rendered- Spirit.

Personality- Calm, cool, and collected, he is hardly ever flustered and always seems to have another trick up his sleep. Clever, sarcastic and witty. Brave, but not brave enough to risk his life for those he has never met before. Gets annoyed easily. Has a good sense of independence.

Likes- Apples, eagles, the security of a herd, his parents, summer-time, winter, warm days.

Dislikes- Extremely hot or cold weather, cougars.

Bio-

Bellevue was the first-born son of Spirit and Rain, the reigning pair of the Cimarron Herd. The young foal was immeadiately grown in a world of love and care; his mother fussed and cared over him endlessly. Spirit, his father, would often take his young son with him on short runs and teach him the ways of leadership. Needless to say, Bell loved his parents endlessly. He was rather popular among the group of foals; he was also the biggest and fastest of them all.

In his teenage years he went through a somewhat rebellious streak, often running around causing harmless mischief. This was still considered annoying by many of the older horses and he was often punished. Spirit was able to talk some sense to his troublesome son, and Bellevue's mischief ended.

Bellevue's streak of mischief may have ended, but an on-going dryspell hadn't. The grass had become brittle, the bushes were baking, and the trees were skeletons without their leaves. When dark clouds rolled in, Bellevue was thankful- that meant rain. He was wrong. A flash of lightning streaked from the sky and onto a gnarled tree, igniting a fire. The herd, all extremely startled ran in every direction to avoid the growing fire. In pure terror, Bell ran to the north until he simply couldn't run anymore. He collapsed in a heap and fell asleep.

When he woke up, Bell was greeted by alarming surroundings- lush evergreen forests, moss, bushes, tall grass and creeks. He scrambled to his feet and began calling for the herd, his herd. When there was no responce, Bellevue immeadiately began trying to back-track, trying to get back home.

Other-

-Bellevue ended up near Oregon.

-Bellevue is named after a city in Washington

-Any blank spaces can be filled.