C a r t e r-go
Jul 30, 2012 23:40:09 GMT -5
Post by minerva on Jul 30, 2012 23:40:09 GMT -5
Name: Carter
Age: 6
Breed: wild mustang
Height:15h
Color: Blue roan
Markings: none
Eye Color: Dark brown
Gender: Stalion
History:Carter was born into the military by an accident his mother bred with one of the few wild mustangs who still scouted the area and therefore Karter was created. The people were happier that he turned out to be a colt and they trained him fast and hard. When he turned three he went into his first war. The battle was hard and he received a scar across his face. When his rider was killed and knocked off he ran fast and hard.
Days past by and he was starting to get raw under his bridle and saddle and he felt just offal because he the bit in his mouth started to make the sides bleed he could barly eat without wincing or joking so he would have to hack it up. He stopped eating and began getting very ill. When he was almost on deaths bed a mare came a long and worked fast by biting a ripping at the saddle and then bridle until Carter could finally be free of it. He laid helpless on the ground and for days the mare brought him food and water. He grew quite fond of the mare. However soon after meeting her a big brute of a stallion came along and wanted to take the mare as his own. Carter fought hard and until the stallion and him neared a cliff the stallion had him cornered and chuckled asking if he had any last words, until somewhere out of no where the mare barged into the stallion her and him falling to their deaths. Carter tried to grab her but he missed by an intch and missed.
The stallion began his travels alone once more until he came upon sunshineriver, he is not sure what he is looking for.
[/b][/center]Age: 6
Breed: wild mustang
Height:15h
Color: Blue roan
Markings: none
Eye Color: Dark brown
Gender: Stalion
History:Carter was born into the military by an accident his mother bred with one of the few wild mustangs who still scouted the area and therefore Karter was created. The people were happier that he turned out to be a colt and they trained him fast and hard. When he turned three he went into his first war. The battle was hard and he received a scar across his face. When his rider was killed and knocked off he ran fast and hard.
Days past by and he was starting to get raw under his bridle and saddle and he felt just offal because he the bit in his mouth started to make the sides bleed he could barly eat without wincing or joking so he would have to hack it up. He stopped eating and began getting very ill. When he was almost on deaths bed a mare came a long and worked fast by biting a ripping at the saddle and then bridle until Carter could finally be free of it. He laid helpless on the ground and for days the mare brought him food and water. He grew quite fond of the mare. However soon after meeting her a big brute of a stallion came along and wanted to take the mare as his own. Carter fought hard and until the stallion and him neared a cliff the stallion had him cornered and chuckled asking if he had any last words, until somewhere out of no where the mare barged into the stallion her and him falling to their deaths. Carter tried to grab her but he missed by an intch and missed.
The stallion began his travels alone once more until he came upon sunshineriver, he is not sure what he is looking for.