Exodus. Noble.

[celestial]

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the worst is over now,
and we can breathe again
i want to hold you high and steal your pain away
there's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
i want to hold you high, you steal my pain


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Alliance:: | Noble
Sex:: | Stallion
Years :: | 5
Height :: | 16.3 HH
Species:: | Ramare
Eyes :: | Gold
Pelt :: | Dark Brown/Dark Bay
Horns :: | Coal
Mane/Tail :: | Coal
Markings :: | White blaze on face, black feathers for fetlocks,
Personality / History :: | Exodus is not one for silly matters, but neither one for aggression or conflict. He can be found showing seemingly pure kindness, sensibility, and most of all, order and manners; But when the time comes, no one can stop Exodus from putting up a full-powered fight to defend his honor, or that of those he cares for. Exodus was raised by his mother as a foal, as his father had abandoned the two of them to be with a harem of other femmes. As an adolescent, his mother weakened, and he took charge of making sure she was safe at all times. From an early age, he learned about what it is to be strong, wise, and loyal. As he grew to become an adult stallion, his mother was killed by a cougar during sleep, with Exodus away searching for a field to graze in for the morning. Upon discovering his mother dead, he was devastated, and believed that it was his wrongdoing. Exodus's sometimes cold exterior was founded that day, usually feeling no genuine happiness, nor no complete apathetic emotions from that time onward. He believed that he was granted a gift to be able to have the power to protect others and use his wisdom, and this made him grateful -- however, at the same time, aware that nothing lasts forever. With great potential as a mate, sire, and her leader, Exodus developed a goal of leading his own herd in his own land, and using his leadership to find more happiness in life than what he has been allowed.

Celestial

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[/i] the earthy brown stallion snorted toward the unknown challenger. The breath from his nostrils swirled in the cold, chilled night air. He took a brave step forward, eyes shining, and shook his head with confidence. Leaves and snow fell from his shaken black mane. His ram-like black horns shone strongly in the moonlight, even under the dense forest covering. Get out, or you will die alone,
Exodus whinnied, piercing the air around him; Yet still appearing calm even in the midst of his words. The other stallion, ears pinned, stood his ground for moments before snorting with defiance. Exodus could see the gleam in his eye before this other charged at full speed. Exodus grinned grimly and allowed the equine to charge -- Is this stallion forgetting who has the horns?[/ul]

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