Love Like Winter

[saedreamer]

Name: Love Like Winter
Age: 3
Gender: Male
Breed: Arabian
Description:

A light grey dappled stallion with a darker grey mane. Around his hock area darker grey color.

Markings:

thee stockings, a star strip and snip.

Height: 16
History:

Raised among a somewhat chaotic herd, Winter grew up learning that stealing mares, and trading them was competly fine. He lost his mother as a yearling and was mainly raised by his father. He learned to fight, steal and even trick others i necessary to get what he desired. Of course when he was kicked from his heard at two, Winter attempted to steal a filly he had grown up wit from his father, she had been born from her mother being bred by another stallion before being stolen by Winter' father Caran{Car-an}. However, ths did not end uplike he wished it had.. it ended up with not being able to take away the only one he ad grow close to.. and now his tricks were even worse... now.... now he wanted to TAKE OVER his father's entire herd one day...

Personality:

Cunning, A 'Lover', A bit sadistic at times. Puts up a fight when it comes to taking mares or foals.

Picture - Optional:

Example Post:

I galloped over the dry lands, my dapped coat slick with a thin sheet of sweat covering it, making it shine and darken. It had been a day sine my failed attempt at stealing my beloved friend from my father. Now, now I wanted to take everything from him... His land, his herd, everything… I was not going to rest until I had done so either…

For now, though, I would act as if I was forgetting him and his herd… when he least expected it… I would begin my strikes, stealing one mare at a time behind his back. A smirk came over my lips, he would never figure it out. There was no way my father was smarter than me. The old man might have taught me everything he new, but I have learned new tricks and have made sure that only I knew what they were.

Continuing my gallop, I ran through the depths of the dry, hot desert, looking for the mountains where I would claim my land. I only looked to the mountains because there is always one side that is lush with food, where the perfect haven would be for those that I would bring here. I would find a place that no one but me, and my most loyal mare, would know of. This was, it would be hard for my beauties to escape. I didn’t want them leaving me now, especially since it would be difficult to get them in the first place.

[racechick]

Accepted!!! =))