Rannoch;;Some Sins Can't Be Forgiven

[Rannoch]

~About Myself~

Online Name::
Rannoch

Other Characters::
N/A

~About My Horse~

Name::
Rannoch

Age::
5

Gender::
Male

Alliance::
Dark

Appearance::
He is a large brute, standing at sixteen and half hands high. His muscles are very prominent, and his pelt is as white as snow. His muzzle is light gray, and his mane and tail are wavy. His eyes are silver, and it looks like there is always a storm going on behind them.


Breed::
Mustang

Personality::
He is a very mean and cruel brute. He doesn't understand the word "mercy" not even for a young colt. It seems as if he has no compassion at all, and this may be true, for the brute knows no boundaries. He loves to fight, and sometimes he actually goes looking for a fight. He believes that all lights are weak and don't deserve to live, and that neutrals are just as unworthy, though slightly more tolerable.

One of his better qualitites, however, is that after he has claimed a mare, or a horse has joined his herd, they are protected by him, and if any harm befalls them, the one who hurt them will suffer terrible consequences.

History::
Born to a dark herd in the middle of a barren wasteland, Rannoch was always looked down on because of the color of his pelt. While most horses in his herd were black, or some dark color, he was snow white, even his own mother was ashamed of him. This turned him bitter, and made him more cruel than most in the herd.

So when the time came that he was mature and about to kicked out, he turned on the lead stallion, lashing out at him with his daggers and cracking his head open. The lead stallion was dead, and he hadn't even had to try. He turned on the lead mare and her son, eyes flashing dangerously. While most might have just banished them, he killed them both. The mare had fought valliantly, but in the end, he had turned out victorious.

However, instead of staying to lead the herd, he ran off into the dessert, never to be seen by them again. He has been travelling for years now, but has finally decided to call this place home.


Rp Sample::
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