~ White River ~

Details

Name-  White River

Nicknames-  Everyone calls him River

Breed-Mustang

Color-Silver bay

Age-5yrs

Height- 16hh

 Herd/Group- The Cimmiron Herd(formerly) Omega & Kodak's Herd

Herd rank-Scout

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Apearance/Description: White river is a big bulk tall silver bay. Along with the rest of him, his head's kinda big. His forlock is awfually long, and usually  covers most of his face when he's not running. he's a little intimidateing.

Coat color- Dark silver Bay

Mane- Creamy white

Tail-Creamy white

Hooves-3 Peach, 1 black.

Eyes-Light brown/Orange

Markings- 3 Socks, blaze.

Personality: River is easily irritated and put on his bad side. He's usually grouchy but helpful to anyone he really cares for. He is clever, fast thinking and likes to make elaborate plans. (Mostly for revenge)

Likes-Bison, warm weather, water, 

Dislikes-Spirit, Strider, The cimmiron herd, Esperanza. any of Spirit's children. Pesky foals.

Fears-Waterfalls.

Wants/Hopes-.to steal Rain and Spirits other mares, to destroy Spirit.

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Relationships

Dam-Clara (chestnut)

Sire-Mountain (Deceased)

Maternal Grandsire-?

Maternal Grandam-?

Paternal Granddam-?

Paternal Grandsire-/

Siblings-Ripple(Half sister) Sunrise

Mate/Mares- (Open)

Foals-None

Crush-

Crushers-(Open)

Friends-Sunrise

Enemies-Spirit, Rain, The Cimmarron Herd

Spirit relation: White River's mother joined the cimmiron herd with him when they lost their herd. Strider kicked White River out for some reason at one year.

History/Bio

~ Foal-Yearling ~

Some stories are told by heroes, some by sons and daughters of heroes. But this is my story. And I'm no hero. I was wronged by a supposed 'Hero'. I spent my life running for my life and shivering alone because of some 'hero' And it was all his fault. Or so I thought, . . .

White river stood beside his thick furred mother. Her usually bright red coat was thick and shaggy. Everything was cold and dark. It would be morning soon. The first winter of White river's life was cold bitter and awful. It was bleak quiet and lonely. Their herd stallion, Mountain died in a blizzard. The herd was seperated,and half of them was picked off by the cruel of winter one by one. River could barely remember warm weather, or any of the herd members. It was just him and his mother.

Eventually the red sun rose and the world was dark no more.  They came over a hill and saw a herd. The Cimmaron Herd. A dark stalllion ,  Strider stood looking over his herd. A palomino mare had seen them and alerted him. Strider looked at them. He went up to meet them. He gladly let them in and was very kind to them. So was Esperanza. 

They made it through the winter. Spimg would come soon. As the foals played in the river he spotted the bison and was terrified. He never really like bison. eventually spring cvame, and he turned 1 yr. His mother spoke with Strider. River never heard abou this conversation. But his mother did talk with him  about his one day leaving the herd. but he didn't see it coming. Strider told him to leave.He was chased away from The Cimmaron and his mother. He was alone,...