Hey guys, it's Val. Since Spirit Source doesn't want to co-operate with my computer, it deleted my account and and I had to make a new one. If the mods could look into what happened, that would be great. This is the last time I create an account. If it happens again, I will not be returning. Thanks for reading 

Name: Ben

Nicknames: Big Ben

Breed: Paso Fino X TB X Mustang

Coat: Dappled palamino with badger face

Accesories: None

Appearance: Tall (17hh), sturdy and strong.

Current home: The Lakota Village

Parents: Brooke (I adopted her from Dakotah) X Secret

Siblings: None

Other relatives: Rain (Auntie), Sierra and Storm (Grandparents)

Crush/Crusher(s): None (open)

Mate: None (open, not first come first serve)

Foals: None (will open when he gets a mate)

Character: Ben's a sweet stallion. He wouldn't hurt a soul, and always cares about what anyone thinks and will push you in the right direction.

Likes: Playing with foals, Little Creek, apples and carrots

Dislikes: Predators, bullies, other tribes and Spirit (for taking away his auntie)

Fears: Other tribes, some of the older and more dominant stallions, predators and fire

Voice: Tom Hiddleston

Theme song: Counting Stars - One Republic, Let Her Go - Passenger

History:

Ben was born to a young mare skewbald mare named Brooke. She was a sweet young mare, with a stubborn attitude. His father, a strong stallion named Secret, who was also a war horse, was a stud. He had no feelings towards his colt's mother, but was determined to be a good father. He taught his colt how to fight and defend himself, while his mother taught him to be kind and respect others, but to be stern when need be. They balanced him up nicely, making a strong reliable stallion.

During his colthood, Ben became friends with a young filly named Swift. Swift was born premature, and had almost died. Somehow, she survived. She was very thin and weak, and could only play for about 5 minutes before collapsing. Ben made the most out of his time though. They would play tag outside the village, then when Swift ran out of breath he would sling her over his strong shoulders and carried her back to the village.

As he grew older Ben and Swift were still friends. Swift was still thin and weak, and Ben had overheard some of the men talking about how she wasn't going to make it another week. Overwhelmed, Ben ran up to check on Swift. She was lying inside a tent, sleeping, as always. He sighed in relief. The next day he found out that she has passed away overnight. Ben was taken over by grief. He would stand by the river and stare at his reflection for hours and hours. The lakota's noticed this and decided to take action.

Ben's training began. After 6 tries, he was finally backed. He was sent to deliver messages to other tribes. He hated it though. Every time he arrived at the Cheyenne, or the Dove, he would feel eyes on him. Eyes flickered with hatred. The lakota's were the bottom tribe. The weakest tribe. No one cared for them. Even Ben's rider, Little Creek, would feel uncomfortable when arriving at a tribe. When Little Creek got recruited to be a soldier, Ben took a break from his job.

One day, Ben got to meet his auntie Rain. She looked alot like his mother. They were sister's after all. Rain had a young daughter, around the same age as him. They became friends instantly, and Ben's greif for Swift began to fade, although he would never forget her. Ben was surpised by Geist's energy. The young mare would jump around for hours on end, and he would happily join in. Then, one day, Spirit came to collect his mate and foal. Rain had taken a break from being lead mare for a while and came to the village. She had left for mating season. Geist stayed at the village, while Spirit left with his mate. Ben and Geist stayed together, and would never be parted.

Relation to Spirit: Nephew of Rain, Grandson of Storm and Sierra. Best friend's with Geist and lives in the village.

Head/Body picture and design belong to Troll beserker (Although I will be changing the ref soon)