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Anzehelo [An-za-halo]

5

Danish Warmblood

16.3 hh

Black

Stallion

Blaze & four socks

Past :: Raised in a herd that sentenced traitors to death, it seemed as though the thought of the end was always around the corner for him. But he survived the years as a young foal, until he himself was betrayed by a mare. She became close to him coaxed him into thinking he'd loved her, and then forced him to do something he normally would not. A memory he does not remember, his mind had most likely locked it away for his sake. The herd got wind of it and was quick to take the mare's side, sentencing him to death. He was to fight a battle he would lose, suicide for sure. But shocking them all, he won. He won and fled from them, knowing that place was not home anymore. His travels brought him here.

The mask :: Anzehelo is naturally quiet, and won't usually speak unless spoken too. Smiles from him are rare, and he doesn't pick fights with others. But when picked on and pushed to the point, he will snap, and when he does, he's a lot like a rabid dog. Hard to control, free willed, quiet, and mellow are generally all good words to describe him. He doesn't get angry easily, but he doesn't trust easily either. Especially mares.

The gift :: His body can take more damage to it, heal more quickly, and his senses are heightened.

The difference :: He has very little to no interest in mares due to his past experience with one.

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