Quest -wip-

[| Quest |]

Name: Quest
Age: 5 Years
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Arabian
Herd: Thebes
Rank: Lord

Appearance: Quest is a large musculan Black Arabian. The only part of him thats not black is a large white stripe that runs down his face, from the start of his mane down to his pink lips. Quest's body makes him look quite menicing. He has a large silver scar down his right forleg, and a red scar cuts across his left eye, blinding him in that eye. Quest's body is quite large for a 5 year old Stallion. Maybe thats why he was choosen as Lord. His good eye is a deep dark brown that swims with knowlage.

Personality: Quest is an unpredictable type of horse. But theres one thing that never changes. He is a trust worthy and noble horse, and he makes sure his herd is always safe. He never elts, say, foals run on the outside of the herd. Always in the middle, where its most protected. Quest has two different personalitys. One is the rough, tough horse who never backs down from a challenge. The other, and little bit softer horse with a soft and caring heart. He has had many foals before, so he knows what love feels like.

History: Quest was born to Magic, the Queen of Thebes, and Tyrannt, the Lord of Thebes. Immediatly his father hated him. When his mother was out one day, his father kicked out a thim, blinding him in his left eye and scaring him for life. When his mother came back, she was furious. She told him that one day Quest would come back and kill him, taking control of Thebes. Tyrannt just laughed, and exiled Quest and Magic.
Everyday, for about 5 hours, Magic would train Quest by making his attack snakes, rocks, cactuses, anything. She would also attack him, but not harsh, just anough for him to see what its like fighting a horse. When he turned 4 years old, Magic brought him back to Thebes, to fight his father to the death. After a long struggle, his father was finally killed by Quest's hooves. It seemed after that that Quest had the different mood changes.
He knew his role to the herd had dramasticaly changed. All mares would have to bear his foals.

Sample: The Morning [when he was young]
It was morning. The sun was well above the cloud line, promising a sunny day. In fact, it was a perfect day for some training. Quest, a young Black Arabian colt, raced over the sand dunes of a desert, kicking up sand and rocks behind him. The colt gave a snort of content as birds took to the skies from his thundering hooves. He turned left and right, enjoying the sensation of the wind blowing in his face. But his fun wasen't going to last all day.

Quest! I thought I told you no more races when theres training to be done?

Quest stopped in his tracks and looked over his shoulder. His mother was standing about five steps away. Her ears were flattened against her skull and she was swishing her tail angerly. Great, I'm in big trouble now. He thought miserably as he slowley walked over to her.