Navajo

Nicknames: Nava

Breed: Fleuve , Arabian , Paint horse mix

Gender: Stallion

Age:  10 years

Coat: silver dapple brown

Eyes: blue green

Markings: mask and socks

L I N E A G E

Parents:  ??? ( Dam )  x  ???  ( Sire ) 

 Siblings: Closed     |      Half Siblings: Closed   |     Cousins: Open

Foals: none

Friends: Open    |    Rivals: Open 

Past Rider : Unnamed calvary rider

Mate: closed

H E R D   I  F O M A T I O N

Herd: The Rabbit Hole

Rank: Stallion

Lead Stallion : Odyssey  |    Lead Mare: contest  |  Favored Mare: Rabbit 

Past Home: US Calvary

Relation to Spirit: was a calvary horse .

C H A R A C T E R I S T I C S

Peronality: Navajo is a very complex stallion, he isn't very talkative, and spends most of his time thinking and observing. He is very respectful calling everyone "miss" "sir"  or something close to it. He is soft spoken and has a very soft voice, many often think he is mummbling or whispering but that is not the case. He is oblivious when it comes down to love or flirting, he never really notices when mares like him or flirt with him. Navajo doesn't pay attention to that kind of stuff. Much rather he's like to know tihngs like, why the sky is blue or did the chikcen really come before the egg. While he seems composed most of the time Navajo is very much a free spirit.

Likes:  thinking about things, asking questions, talking to elder horses, watching things.

Dislikes: Nava typically finds something good about everything, but the one thing he hates more than anything is mice. to him there is nothing good about mice.

Theme song:  In The Air Tonight - Phil Collins

Voice Actor: James McAvoy

Tag Line: "If a tree falls and no ones around to here it...does it make a sound?" 

History

Born and raised in London England Navajo was sold off to the US calvary for profit at age 4, He remembers his life as a breeding stud back in England he didn't miss it much, because being in the calvary wans't that much different. He was put up for stud, even though he was a Equine version of a mutt. Navajo recieved his name by a cavlary soilder as his eyes had reminded him of a Navajo soldier. Nava was an obident Mount in his Calvary days, never bucked or spooked, and considered to have a great emperment. but it was borning a life there in the calvary just as it was boring back in England as a breeding stud. Navajo wanted more, so much more that the life he had been given

He had been told by the younger stallions in the calvary whom had been wild once, about herd life, and the freedom of being a wild horse. Navajo wanted that, He wanted a new experieance, he wasn't getting any younger and wanted to say his life had a purpose. So in the night, being as smart as he was he broke loose from his pin and ran away fromt he calvary fort. Navajo ran for days, he had to make sure that they could not follow him. But not without trouble. He ran into Wolves, and they chased him even further, Tired and not used to running none stop He collapsed and rolled down a steep hill. Navajo was scratched bu otherwise unharmed. He looked up to see the pack of wolves surrounding him, He waited for the end.

There was the sound of hooves they sounded like thunder as two stallions leapt over Navajo they reared and snorted at the wolves , thier ears pinned down and eyes blazing, tossing one wolf off, the rest of the pack ran from the stallions. The darker stallion made chase after the wolves. The Lighter stallion looked down at Navao "are you alright?" He asked navajo nodded slightly intimidated by the stallion, he looked like royalty under the moon. Navao knew he must have been one of those Lead stallion things the horses back at the calvary where talking about. The Stallion then raised his head up and smirked "had you scared out of your witts, huh, names Odyssey...welcome to the Rabbit Hole" The stallion said as the other stallion strolled up behind him "you're apparent of this herd now...believe me...he's not giving you a choice" The darker stallion commented Navajo got to his feet and followed the two stallions into the herd.