»Aero

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Name: »Aero
Age: Five Summers
Gender: Male
Breed: Mustang

Herd Of Choice? Or Loner?:
The Male Lead of Rekeda Caverns

Persona:

»Aero can be a bit of a brute. But, then again, it
was how he was raised. His father was one of the rudest horses
you would have ever seen. But, his mother mostly took care if
him, so he only got the inherited part of his father's rage. Rage
isn't the only thing inside of Aero. He is also nice on the
occasion, if it isn't one of his bad days. His neutral personality is
just a straight face, and a few words here and there.

History:

Aero was born in a land far away from these. His father was the
leader, and his mother the lead mare. But, his father bullied
everyone, and you had to obey, or you would suffer dire
consequences. Aero's mother didn't want this life for him, so
one day they snuck off together, and she made Aero run, run
until he couldn't run anymore. This, angered Diable, Aero's
father. He had Aero's mother killed, and sent out his soldier's to
find Aero.

The soldiers pretended to look for Aero, so he would have time
to get away. They then returned to Diable, with their 'terrible'
news. This enraged Diable more, and he killed most of his
soldiers, and many of his own herd. This, causing his herd to fall
apart. Aero can't count the many times he was glad that he got
away from his father. He couldn't see how anyone could do
something as terrible as he.

Sample Post:

»Aero ocasiounally stayed around Embra Hollow. Waiting, just waiting for some mare to come
along that could barely fend for herself. He would take her and force her to come back to his
home with him. He snorted as no one came within at least ear shot. He stood in the shadows,
where he almost perfectly blended into them. His daggers moved occasiounally, though silently
among the ash located in the shadows.

Aero had been just simply thinking to himself. Would this be what he did for the rest of his life? Surely
not, but then again, who knew? Obviously not he. Stag snapped back to attention as he caught
a scent of another. He breathed in it, and waitd a moment before releasing it. ah... A femme
no doubt, but in heat as well. Aero's luck hadn't been this good in years.

Aero watched as he spoted the owner of such a glorious scent. He examined her white and black
coat. A paint. He thought to himself. Anevil grin crossed his maw as he watched her as she
walked with her three stepped beat. Stag made careful not to make to much noise, for he
didn't want to give himself away no did he.

Whipcord thrashed out at the air behind him as he watched, waiting for the right moment to
strike and to reveal himself to the femmora. HE oculd barely stand it. Her scent flying into his
nostrils as she got closer and closer to where he was located. His eyes went wild as he stood. He
didn't know who she was, but he would find those things out soon enough.

Aero took a step, but stopped, unsure if he should reveal himself at the moment. He backed back
into the shadows, hoping the dam hadn't spotted his darkened figure just yet. If she had, his
plans would be ruined, and he would have to go to plan B. And it wasn't much prettier than his plan A.

»Aero
[ it is perfectly fine to be a happy individual ]