

Name: Dice
Show name: A Rush of Strength
Nicknames: None
Age: 1 years old – colt
Breed: Mustang
Gender: Colt-Stallion
Coat: Grey
Mane/tail: White
Eyes: Gold
Markings: One white sock and a mask
Height: 14hh
Personality: He used to get angry at anything or anyone but he doesn’t anymore.
Likes: His parents, a certain mare and showing and now he’s a month or two older he likes everything
Dislikes: Dead things, hurting someone he’s afraid of doing that because he will upset his parents.
Relations:
Sire: Brace
Dam: Embers
Siblings: a black filly named Nika (adopted) she needs to be made and I'd be happy if someone asked if they could ‘Open’
Friends: ‘Open’
Best Friends: ‘open’
Rivals: none ‘open but only to one or two’
Crush: ‘Open’ must be able to understand him and his past (and I’d really like her to be cavalry but Lakota or wild is exceptional)
Mate: *open* same as what he wants for his crush
Crusher/s: ‘closed’ (unless you really, really want to)
Foals: maybe
Rank: Show horse
History:
He was born on a dark stormy night and he was a strong foal with great dislikes, he didn’t like touching anyone or anyone touching him. If they did he’d jump away from them and try to bite them or kick them, the colts eyes were like stone he hardly liked anyone. One day his dad came over to talk to him about his attitude, Brace accidently touched the colt and got kicked in the jaw. Brace tried to talk to Dice but he snorted at his father “I don’t have attitude problems!” he said his stone like eyes returning “son, it’s not too late to change” said his father “I don’t NEED to change” Dice said “I’ve told you before if you don’t want to get hurt, DON’T touch me” he squealed. He turned around and saw a glimpse of his mother out of the corner of his eye, she was crying, when he turned around to look at her he opened his mouth “mamma” he whispered “I’m sorry, so, so sorry” he whispered. His father nodded at him, blood in his mouth….. He walked away before Dice did anything else he shoved at his father’s shoulder “got get cleaned up, I,I,I I’m sorry” he said he apologised to his dad for the first time. Dice cried as he trotted to his mother “mamma please forgive me” he said his mum nuzzled at him as she watched her mates’ mouth bleed as it got washed off “it’s ok sweety” she whispered she nudged him to turn around and he saw a black filly who looked about the same age as him except shorter and scruffy “Who’s that” asked Dice “Well she is your new sister, she was left in a meadow by her mother and when her mum took of I brought her in” said Embers “So adopted” said Dice, his mum nodded . Two days later the colt was branded and was trained for lead in hand shows, he has only won about two shows so far but tries his best and his mum and dad had forgave him easily. He loves his little sister very much.
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