Fall

Nicknames: The Demon's Wife, The Viper's Daughter, The Deadly Beauty

Breed: Kiger Mustang

Gender: mare

Age: 7 years old

Coat: summer black

Eyes:Albino pink

Markings: Indian war paint

Parents: Two Cimarron Horses

Siblings: Fala

Foals: None 

Friends: Monsoon, Rain, Sleet (not open to pre-existing lakota horses)

mate: None she doesn't trust them

Former Stallion: Strider

Rival: Esperanza

Rider: Tahoma

Former Home: A ranch in England

Former Herd: The Cimarron

Current Home :

Trade: War Horse

Peronality: Her sensuous figure may look unimposing, but Fall's mind is a dangerous one. She's never showed gentle-ness to hanyone but her human or her rider, every other human or horse is an enemy in her mind. She has a few friends and will not harm them, but anything else is open game.Seeing life as a game of domination, she relishes bloodshed and enjoys toying with other's lives. At times, she has been seen as being perceptive of other's thoughts.Either she seeks to torture those who cross her with this knowledge or satirizes the ones on the same side as her. Not a moment of guilt runs through her as she defeats thoughs in her path, scoffing when she ends their encounters too quickly.her morals teetered on the brink of insanity.a refined and sultry temptress, more than ready to use her allure to sucker fools to their deaths. Confident with her body and strengths, her egotism borderlines vanity.sordid thoughts are truly an enigma to all but herself.

Likes: Testing her rider, throwing humans off her back, fighting off stallions, when the humans play in her mane, talking with her friends. Racing Sleet.

Dislikes: being knocked over, vain stallions, snobby mares, pretty girl & boys whom act like pretty girls and boys. having nothing to do. when wild horses think they are better than her.

Theme song: Hello-Lionel Richie

Voice Actor: Kate Winslet

Tag Line: "I am the Demon's Wife, not the Viper's Daughter..."

History

Fall was born and raised til the age of two year in a breeding ranch in england. She was the top show horse they had, there was just own problem, in order to ride her the person had to be an expert, otherwise she would buck or rear them off, she had been known to kill her riders, but the ranch did not want to put her down, she was worth to much and was a prized winner. She was steamed shipped to the USA when she was two years old. docked in the west and was going to be sent to the Northeast in maine. However one night she broke free from her crate and jumped from the train. she ended up wandering into the Cimarron where she had met her match.

There was a stallion, black as Falls soul, His name was strider, he had many mares to himself in his herd, his lead mare was a polamino horse named Esperanza.Strider liked the challange Fall possessed and to her own Suprise Fall fell for him. She wasnt happy just being his mare, she needed to be his lead mare. She and Esperanza constently faught Strider usually ended the battle before Fall could hurt Esperanza. when Esperanza became pregnent with His foal he knew Fall was to dangerious for the foal and for Esperanza. Strider tricked fall into thinking that they were running away together to start thier own herd. But she caught him trying to sneek away in the night, she was heartbroken and furious. she faught and killed him, if she couldn't have him, no other mare could. after slaying the only stallion she had ever cared for she almost all but lost her mind. she roamed the wild taking mares from herds and making them disapear forever.

Then she came across him, a Lakota boy in his teens, he was able to rope her with the help of his friends. He tried every day to to try and tame her, but she would not bend. but the humans of the tribe intrigued her, she liked to watch how they acted in day to day life. When Little Creek saw this he tied her to a mare whom used to be wild herself. Her name was Seirra,  Seirra could handle Fall, they would fight everynow and then but it would in in a tie, both mares would be to tired to fight anymore. Seirra showed Fall around the tribe and it's teritory. She showed Fall that these humans were different that they in a way were wild jjust like horses. Fall gain a sort of respect for them.

Time passed years pasted, and Fall was now 4 years old, she had still not been riden. Little creek hadn't a clue on how to gentle her enough to be riden. he knew that she would make a perfect war horse and that the tribe needed her badly. He called in his friend a Dakota Indain girl named Tahoma, Tahoma wasn't a horse breeder but she had always had a strange connection with nature and animals. the moment Tahoma and Fall met they had an instant respect for one another. Both had been calused and murderious in thier pasts. Tahoma knew just how to wind Fall over.. tahoma mounted Fall, and gripped her fingers into her mane, Fall bucked and reared even tried to roll over Tahoma but the indain girl stayed on her back, she stayed thier on the horses back until she had tired herself out. finally Fall collapsed and fainted. when she awoke, Tahoma sat infront of her with Seirra and little creek, she handed fall a bright green apple and smiled. Fall snorted but ook it, and then niped at Tahoma's hair playfully. she had found her match.