Name: Ash

Nicknames: Ashie, Ashton, little buddie, and kid

Age: 1

Gender: Colt

Breed: Mustang

Color: Blue roan paint

Eye Color: Blue

Markings: Blaze, and stockings on left back and right feet, and black, grey, and white patches

Sire: Renagade

Dam: Bright Moon

Crush: (no one for now)

Crushers:  (no one for now)

Mate: None

Foal(s): None

Homeland: The Rebelliance rouge camp

Herd Rank: Prince

Likes: The Rebelliance, his uncles, his parents, playing with other foals, and herds

Dislikes: Killing, getting in trouble, the conel, and predators

Fears: His father getting killed

Current Position: member of the Rebelliance

Spirit Relation: His father had killed spirit in attempt to get revenge for his banishment; But Ash worries that his father will be confronted by Spirit's son and heir to the herd: Storm

Personality: Ash likes to mess with his “Uncles” (Other members of the Rebelliance) and play with his mother and father. Ash was raised to hate herds and humans, and to always be strong, but he’s always wanted other foals to play with, and herds have always peaked his interest. But he fears if someone found out who his father was, they’d try to his father for the treatury he had done.

Story: Ash was born into his mother and father’s rouge group called the Rebelliance. He loved being there and growing up he played with his mother and father, and the rest of the Rebelliance whom helped in raising him. Ash loved being around his mother and father and hearing about their adventures. But as Ash grew it was time to teach him how to fight and defend himself. Ash knew that his parents and family were rouges, and knew they went on raids and did a lot of damage to whomever they were raiding. But Ash wasn’t sure he wanted to hurt someone or something else. His father would try to show him but Ash wasn’t all that into fighting. For a while Renagade and Bright Moon gave up on trying to get Ash to fight, until he was attacked in the woods by a cougar. Although Ash didn’t like to fight things he was very strong. And killed the cougar himself and as his parents came racing to his rescue, they stood there in utter shock. They were proud of their son, but Ash sat and weeped beside the dead cat. He turned and buried himself in his mother’s mane and repeatedly said “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry” after that Ash had never hurt anything again.  He had heard his father’s story, and discovered why his mother was leading raids. But during that time his father had begun to go a little mad. He hadn’t gone on a raid in years and it was literally killing him. Ash feared that his father might try and go on a raid and not make it back, but he tried not to think about it. One summer his mother took him for a walk outside the forest. And when Ash looked into the distance he could make out a large group of horses in the distance. Yes, he was raised to hate herds, but why were they so interesting to him? For the next few days he watched in amusement as the herd horses carried out their daily lives. But what he liked best was how all the foals got to play together. What Ash really wanted was to play with some horses his age. He loved his parents and his silly Uncles but there was always something missing. Renagade and Bright Moon realized how their son was so interested with herd life, and began to grow a little worried.

(More to Come)

Ash: © Renagade12 & Abbervail

Ash’s Bio: © Renagade12

Ash Body and Head Profile: © Abbervail

*PLEASE DONT MAKE MEAN COMMENTS ON THIS PAGE.*

Any critizements or suggestions concerning this character needs to be PMed to Renagade12