“I stare at my reflection in the mirror, why am I doing this to myself? ”

BASICS

Name: Mato (Dakota word for bear) ma-tor

Nicknames:  none

Age:  6

Height:  16,2

Markings:  broken stripe

Colouring:  blue roan

Breed:  mustang cross

Voice:  ed sheeran

 Theme song/ Music:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQlt1u10ri4

RELATIONSHIPS

Owner:  none

Past owners:  none

Parents: unknown

Sibling(s): unknown

Crush/Crushers: (open)

Mate:  none

Past mates/crushes:  none

Foal(s):  none

Relation to Spirit:  is part of the Lakota's and has met rain a couple of times on her visits

HERD/HOME

Home/ herd: Lakota tribe

Personality:  don't let the looks deceive you, he is a very shy and misunderstood boy, he may be brief an very honest and sometimes says things that may offend but he doesn't mean anything by it, he hasn't come out of his shell like others his age, he's very solitary and curious about nature of others and he has a soft spot for kindness. He main problem is his lack in confidence and  he has mentally been scared by the appearance he has, he believes people see him for someone he is not, he judged before he speaks and its made him very self conscious and held back.

HISTORY: 

His birth was like another wild foal, and his upbringing was completely normal and he had everything he ever needed, he grew in confidence everyday and became a curious and happy soul playing with his friends. But when he was a yearling tragedy struck, you hear of wild animal attacks  everyday but none like this. Alone, n a woods in a storm lighting striking the branches an trees, terrified . and he saw it stood on its back legs ts growled obviously irritated and very scarred itself, a branch broke away and landing wedging the yearling, he couldn't run or fight, the angry and large bear struck out with its large paws and bites down in the back of its neck in a burry rage of anger , everything goes black. And the pain seared through his veins like a burning flame.

It was 12 days later when he woke alone surrounded a structure of wood, he blinked the left side of his vision looked like shattered glass but no matter how much he  rubbed it, it wouldn't go, his body ached  and he couldn't feel his left front leg  looking over himself seeing the pink rip's and marks the ugly scars covering his  body, flashbacks of the event, vices everything was so unclear and confusing

It took the humans 2 years to help him fully heal with the medicines before he could join the others, he was lucky to be alive all thanks to them, but would he rather be dead then live in this ugly image he is? The other horse didn't talk to him he was weird vicious and  had a black heart to them. They couldn't be more wrong, he couldn't walk far because of the pain in his leg and the difficultly of looking on his left side . He become alone and solitary in the Lakota's the people talked about his story's to the children. But the horses never listened to his real cause.

Things to remember if/when you’re rendering them:  scars!

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