Personal Information About Him

Name: Trench

Show Name: Marianas Trench

Age: 11

Sire: Unknown

Dam: Unknown

Mate:  Evangelina(Luv4EnosStrait)

Crush:Evangelina

Crushers: Evangelina | Lune (Blackhorsebeth)

Mares: Evangelina | Lune (open)

Adopted Foals: Snow Angel (Khione) |

About Him

Enjoys: Running, swiming, fighting, horses 

Fears: Being killed in a fight

Friends: Canyon Devil (c) Luv4EnosStrait

Enemys: Spirit (Open)

Other

Height: 18.0HH

Weight 1250lbs

Markings: None

Pelt: Blue Roan appalossa

Eyes: Black

Scars: One on right side rump

Voice: Kip Moore

Song: Beer Money, Somethin' Bout A Truck (Both Kip Moore)

History

His history starts at the very begining.  Just after a black stalion and a grey mare had fell in love.  Once the mare was pregnent she fell on love with a passing stallion.  She raced after him but her mate asked her what about the foal.  She snorted at him and turned to leave with Spirit.  She left him and turned to the golden stallion whoses ear she nibbled lovingly.  The stallion in the backround stood there with tears in his eyes.  Had his little mate found someone else

A little black foal sliped into the world.  His eyes were black. His coat looked black. He was still wet so they couldent see his blue tint to him.  A golden stallion came up and nuzzled him.  His mother, a small grey, looked up at him with loving eyes but with a smudge of hate in them. Only Trench could see the hate because the golden stallion was so wrapped up in his new mare, Rain, that he didnt see anything besides foals (Because he sired them) and Rain. He did not care for his mares and Trench could see this at first sight.  He stood up and walked over to his mother to drink. Spirit watched him with puzzlement.  He didnt remember breeding the grey mare.  Then it came to him.  He had not breed her.  The black stallion did. 

 The golden stallion watched the little foal with hate in his eyes.  He planned to kill him one day.  Over the next six mounths Trench grew into a powerful colt.  He was about half a hand taller then anyone his age in the herd.  He could almost push his mother over with a sway to her hips.  He seemed like he didnt have feelings.  But he did,  whenever Spirit tried to hurt him it felt like someone was cutting his heart.  Spirit always was his "Father" But now they where enemies living in the same herd.  Trench one day went to fight one of the yearlings.  He won, but when Spirit came over he ran away.  His mother never saw him again.  She just remembers the black tail flying away.  She held back tears.

   As he grew into a yearling he was powerful. He enjoyed his power.  The stallions a year older then him avodid him because he fought who he saw.  He was nicknamed The Dark Ruler for whenever you put the best stallion in the area with Trench... He would win.  Trench loved to fight.  Once he was passing by a herd and he saw a filly of about his age grazing.  He looked at her. This filly caught his attention,  she was white with a small black marking on her legs, the marking was shaped like a heart. The stallion chased after him and Trench ran off.  He always thought of that filly when  he thought of beautiful.  He was fulstered and then was annoyed at himself for hacing emotion in his life.  He knew that she will always bother him in his head.  

   He was two when he saw another filly he liked.  She was a buckskin with a blaze.  He watched her then left.  She was alone but he wanted to be always alone. He was walking away when a  pale stallion ran out of the bushes and cut his hoof alone his right side.  Trench squealed and attacked the stallion.  After the fight the pale stallion lay on the ground.  Half of his coat was red. Trench came across a pond water and spent the night there. He looked at his cut on his right side.  He went into the cave and slept.  

   The next day he was watching the same herd and picked out the buckskin right away.  He ran down and cut her out.  He chased her up the hill and near the pong.  She watched with her eyes big as he stood in frount of her.  She murmered something under her breath then kept staring.  He smiled.  "My name is Trench.  I know i am a legend almost but no need to act that way." She nodded and drank. 

"Whats your name?"

"Mine is Honey Suckle" she smiled at him shyly. 

"Nice name Honey Suckle"  

The two where bonded and walked every where with each other.  All the stallion wanted Honey Suckle in their herd. One day Trench and Honey Suckle had a fight.  He drove her away and left himself.  They never saw each other again.  Trench went back to his batchlor life that me missed.  Honey Suckle was unknown for as far as he cared she was dead. He often saw mare that he liked then remembered Honey Suckle.  He sometimes wishes he could have a mate but he doesent want to be a father just yet.  He left mare and emotions out of his life.  He was a hard stallion.  Once or twice he could buckle to a mare but then he would be hard again.  He kept walking till he came to Spirits her once more.  Spirit reconized him and of course how can Trench forget his foe.  The two stallions looked at each other.  Trench smirked and came down.  Spirit spat at him "I hear your a good fighter now.  well lets see if you can stand my fight!" Spirit reared and Trench lunged at his side and tiped him over.  Spirit screamed up at him and he reared over him and came down.  Spirit now has a scar from Trenchs blow.  

"The question is are you good enough to fight me" Trench turned and walked away.  Spirit lay on the ground gasping for breath.  Trench's mother reconized him and ran up to him.  

"Oh Trenchy! I missed you!"

"Im not looking for hugs" 

"But..." She watched Trench leave.  Last time she had seen him he was a weanling chased off by Spirit.  Now he was a full grown stallion that had beat Spirit. She stared after him.  She turned and walked to Spirit.  Trench kept walking.  He came to the same pond that he found when he was a yearling. He slept,ate and drank. Once he was ready he left once more.  He left to the west,  he would rise and fall with the sun.  One day he knew he was ready for a mate. 

 Trench was hicking one day and he came upon a vally.  The vally had a river running though it. Also it had green meadows.  The grass was untouched and up to his mid thigh.  He bit into it.  It was sweet and grassy (Sorry dont know how to describe how grass tatses.  I have tasted but i dont know!) 

Serpentine did the images.  Thanks again!