~Stats~

Name: Dolor
Nicknames: Dol, Emo, Sad                                                                                                                   Name Meaning: Latin for 'Pain'.                                                   

 Gender: Stallion

Age: 3 1/2 years.

Breed: Mustang
Coat: Palomino
Height: 13.1 hh

Personality: Dolor is the more 'shadow' type of stallion, he doesn't lie much contact at all, and hates the blinding sun.Prefering the night, solitude and isolation.Many people call him the 'Emo' or the 'Sadistic freak', this causing him to 'like' the pain, also giving him his motto; "I'd prefer to feel pain than nothing..".

~Family/ Relationships~

 Sire:  Christian   (A black dun stallion w/ star.)                                                                                         Dam: Nayomi (A palomino mare w/ 4 socks & snip.)

Sibling(s): Open
Half Sibling(s): None

Friend(s): Open

Enemy(s): Open

Past Crush(s): None
Crush(s): Open
Crusher(s): Open

Past Mate: None
Mate: Not Open
Foal(s): None

~Herd~
 

Herd: Lakota tribe.
 Leader: Lakota cheif 
Rank: Horse.

~Bio~

Born of Christian (The cheifs most prized stallion) and Nayomi (The Cheif's wife's mare) Dolor was practically born of royality. The cheif asked the children to decorate him after a few months of him being alive.

Dolor, at that time, didn't have a name, so was called Phantom or Phsyo, but he got annoyed with it, and went into deep thought.He wasn't into the cliqued up things in his 'teenage' years, meaning he got bullied.Alot.But since he isn't one to hold grudges, he let it go.

One night, when he was on a walk, he met a beautiful mare, her long, wavy white mane touching the floor.She was completly white, with heavy feathering and a graceful roman nose."Hello.." The mare said, turning herself to face him.

"Hello." He casually replied, although his voice was threatening to break.Like the moon and stars at night, she was glowing.Glowng with beauty.

"I mst be going..Do you know the way to the river?"

"Follow east."

That was the whole convosation, he then headed back.Stumbling into thorns, he returned bloody and hurt.All the mares laughed, the stallions reared.

A few months after, when he was at the end of his youth, he heard a gunshot...and a thud.The Calvary had made their way back, lighting fire to tents and other buildings.BANG!BANG!Two bodies fell."NO!"  Dolor screamed as booth his parents fell, shot between the eyes.He and a buckskin stalion teamed up on the human who dared shoot their loved ones.The stallion ran away, chasing something.To Dolor's suprise it was Rain.The one who always bullied him.How he fell for HER, was completly beyond him.All he knew to do now was return, since the Calvary had pushed off.He found himself infront of his parents.He fell to his knees, then changing his name forever to 'Dolor'.