THE WAR HORSE; done

[Whipster]

But she fucked up now, because she's bearing another mouth you can't feed.

NAME » the warhorse
CALL ME » mongrel
BREED » friesian  [ gypsy vanner x thoroughbred x appaloosa ]

GENDER » male
HEIGHT » sixteen hands, two inches
AGE » four years

EYES » one blue, one gray 
COLOUR » black CLICK
MARKINGS » blanket appy, blaze, two white stockings
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES » n/a
BUILD » heavy, stocky 

PERSONA » he's just another power hungry stallion, but never tell him so. as long as you are not conversing with him, he's fairly calm and mild minded. but he can turn on a seconds notice. there is two sides of him because of schizophrenia and bipolar. he also has post traumatic stress disorder because of a war in his homelands which doesn't help much with the rest of his mentality. mongrel is cynical, he's dangerously charming and completely crazy. he's driven by blood and rape and power. he is fake. this big behemoth can change his entire being; he can be sensual, charming, suave and coy. a keeper of beautiful woman when it comes down to it. there isn't a moment in his life where he is remorseful and is almost incapable of happiness. he's lived in the shadow of his brother for quite some time and he's become suicidal. a sick and twisted man who loves the taste of blood and fighting is in his own. he's unfixable, he's a black hole of spite and darkness. made up of blue blood and cigarette smoke. a fairly confident man in his own, wise but stupid. he loves deceit and old fashioned torture, fluent in sarcasm. malevolent in his ways, irritated easily. you must be careful around him, he is manipulative and knows how to get what he wants. he's a mental and beautiful nightmare. 
HISTORY » his brother was the perfect specimen. tall, strong and mentally stable. he was bred to destroy but didn't follow through and left at a young age, before the war even started. while their parents had no capability of sadness, they mourned the loss of who was supposed to be a champion.

the war was between two lands; concord and sespis, two lands who have always had problems and conflict regarding mares and boarders. their parents, seven days and fleet foot, respawned again a year or two later and birthed what should have been the next big thing, but were disappointed when the boy, at first, seemed docile and carefree. they punished mongrel, in the most severe of ways. they'd beat him senseless and leave him for dead, but he always proved himself by coming back. they told him he was worthless, never to amount to anything. while he was getting stronger, his first few years were spent in absolute depression.

at two and a half, the war started. he was still young and had much to learn, but the raising threat of invasion and need to impress his parents was much more important. he fought as hard as he could, as best he could, for being so young. at almost three, he snapped. he began to exhibit violent behavior, even towards his family and common horses. while not anything new to the mares of the herd, as they were often abused, it was a shock to even his parents. the warhorse was determined to prove himself.

a few months after turning three, the war hit its peak and he was faced with the king he had tried so hard to impress. a turn in the war and the betrayal of their father, both mongrel and his youngest brother, night hawk, was forced to take him down.

the war ended soon after on one agreement; two sacrifices a year, mare or child. while mongrel was no family man, his firstborn was the only option come first sacrifice, and he watched his son be handed off along with a mare from the southern "dwelling". no he had two options, fight for king or leave. he did try, but was shorthanded when he was ambushed and pushed out of concord, now all on his own. his only chance of becoming anything or proving anything was finding his oldest brother and the land he had ended up, a land named MUSTANG. 

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