~My malesona~       

MONSTER

"They have killed everbody, Like an animal!"

General

Name:Monster          Nicknames:Mon,Moni,Moniscar.
Name meaning:An inhumanly cruel or wicked person.
Breed:New Forest Pony
Age:5              Height:12.2 HH  
Eye Color:Amber/Brown.

Lineage

Maternal Granddam:Bambino  Maternal Grandsire:Stone   Paternal Granddam:Princess Maternal Grandsire:Jacob
                              Dam:Violet                                                                              Sire:Austin

                              Siblings:Ginger.                                                        Half Siblings:Unknown

Relationships

             Mate:N/A     Love Intrest:N/A                                                 Friends:Ginger,(Open)  Best friend(s):Ginger
                        Crush(es):(Pick from Crushers)
                     Crushers:(Open!)                                                                       Enemies:Humans,Spirit, Rain. (Open)

Personality

Personality:Always shy, even from colt hood, Monster had a small group of friends back in the New Forest,
but eventually forgot about them since he was moved to America.Saddened and corrupted by what he has
seen, heard and felt (All of witch inflicted on him by humans), he began to turn to violence to help him cope.
He had always been misunderstood, this leading up to him being called horrid names and bullying.Moni was
also misunderstood and hated at the Lakota village when he attacked Little Creek.
Wants:Ginger to come back, Find somesort of love, Be the leader of a great herd.
Fears:Will die lonely, lost and unloved, All his mares (If he gets any) get stolen by Spirit,

History

"TAG! GINGER'S ON!"
"Im not playing, its not fair! All you boys are to fast for me!" 
"Tig me, Ill get Sam."
"TAG, MONI'S ON!" 
"Oh no!" 
Monster, Ginger and two other colts were frolicking beside there home, the peacful BentSide river,
 deep in The New Forest,Hampshire, England.(Monster, a grey New Forest pony and his sister, Ginger,
a chestnnut New Forest)They both had the combined height of 14 HH, and they were only just 1 1/2 years old!
They were playing with two other bays, Sam and Tom.They all were friends but they had their differences.

A few months after this, Ginger and Monster, were lazing about in the mid summer sun, beside the river.
Golden beams of beautiful light streamed through the gaps in the trees, the birds sung sweetly and their mohter 
was snoozing underneath the tree that gave this place its name.The tree bent over, its leaves scraping at the 
still,calm waters of BentSide River.Suddenly, she awoke, startled and confused.
"Moni, Gin, come here."
"Why mother?" Moni questioned.
"Come here NOW." 
"But we dont want to." Ginger smiled and ran into the water, slowly followed by her brother.
"MONI!GIN!" The poor mare was too late as ropes snaked around the two foals necks 
and were dragged away.Violet, their mother, ran away, crying, knowing what had happened.

Shoved in a cart and carried somewere new, the two foals screamed for their mother as hey saw the forest 
dissapearing from view.
"MOTHER!"
"Mother!MOTHER!" They both shouted out of fear, but soon curled up together and fell asleep.Moni was 
first to wake as they halted at a weird place.A man clapped his hands many times as they both soon awoke.
The words he spoke were unknown to these two foals as he lifted them out of the cart and into another wooden
thing called a 'train cart'.They were i n there with other horses they daren't converse with, they all looked shaky 
and skinny.
"Were do you come from?"
"T- The New Forest.."
"Your ponies?"
"Yeah, why?"
There was a worrying silence and they spoke no more.Once again, they found thereselves intertwined with 
sleep as the slept soundly through most of the train ride.

Waking first this time was Ginger, and she didn't hesitate to wake her brother up as the other horses were lead
off the cart and the same man grabbed them and took them onto a large, terrifying thing that was packed full. 
They were lead below the deck, and put inot a stall together.They both were shaking, but they were next to two 
mares, who were kind and gentle, but they didn't talk much.The ride was horribe, and lots of water kept flying 
through the open hatch.
"GET THAT HATCH SHUT, LADS!" One of the crew shouted, closing the door so it was complete darkness.
The two foals giggled as the played endlessly.
"Keep it down!" A grumpy stallion yelled from the end of the stalls.
"Shut your yap!" One of the mares shouted back."Let the young play."
And so that was how it was, the young would play and the old would talk and chat and argue and laugh.Their trip
was fun, but not everything is.

Ginger and Monster were playing blissfully as the hatch reopened."Morning!" They both chorused, but all that was
let in was the light of the moon and stars.They had arrived at their destination.

The same man cam back, slipping something over their heads called a halter, and lead them out.They were told
by the mares thta humans were nice, but be wary about who you trust. Dont be afraid of humans, its horses.
They both took this to mid and obeyed everything the humans said.Breaking them in was easy as the mares words
were still strong in their ears.

Sold to a pit, the two were used as pit ponies, supplying the Clavary with coal.One memorable day was when
the Colonel visited with his colleuge Sgt. Adams.They both looked at the two horses that were now young adults,
not impressed, but not disgusted.He inhaled deeply, then he whispered something into their masters ear and
went away.

The next week wasnt hello nor heaven, but the two horses were worked hard and were a respected pair.Moni was 
lowered down first, and was being hitched to a cart as he waited for Ginger to be lowered.
"Lower her!"
They began to lower her, but the main strap broke, her falling from the top of the mine, to the bottom.
Landing on her neck, it twisted in the most gruesome way and was killed so suddenly no one has time to speak.
Moni stared down in disbelief,he lowered his head to Ginger's."W- wake up, Gin.." He sobbed "Its time to work.."

He looked up, anger and pain fulling up in side of him as he let out his stallion side.Rearing and bucking, the only thing 
they could do was wait until her was finished, pull him up, send him to market and sell him.

Thats what they did, but not without a fight. He was so ruined by his sisters death that nobody was safe.The old
mares words were distant now, forgotten. So was his beautiful mother, and his friends.All he wanted was..
                                                                  Revenge.

~More Coming soon!~

~Lines by BHB~