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Name: Xylon
Age: 4
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Arabian
Color: Bright bay
Markings: Black stockings, white star
Alliance: Neutral
Foals: None
Personality: Xylon is what you could probably describe as withdrawn, he likes to keep to himself, though what he really craves it to be accepted and loved deep down. He has quite a short temper, he can be extremely selfish and inconsiderate at times, he's the type of guy who doesn't think before he speaks. Deep down however, there is a noteable softer side to Xylon, due to his cravings to be accepted and liked by others, though often he will try and cover his softer side up as he believes this will make him weaker.
History: As a child, Xylon was diffcult to cope with. He was cocky and was often landing himself in trouble. He had an older brother, Desert Fire who he was not informed about. His father was killed when Xylon was two years of age, some days later his mother died of illness, distant relatives came to mourn their loss whilst Xylon headed off to find Fire. Some time later, Xylon found Fire, informed him of the news and took him back to their parents homeland where their also mourned their loss. Xylon headed back to Fire's herdland, he began to crave acceptance from Fire's family which he hid with his sarcastic, unpleasant attitude. Xylon found that Fire was in actual fact the Light King at the time and declared their parents, who were of the Dark alliance would not have been pleased. Fire ignored his brothers remarks and eventually Xylon let him be and headed off to explore. He got himself into trouble numerous times but Fire wasn't prepared to let his younger brother fall back on him everytime he made mistakes which lead to Xylon's departure from his brother's herdland. Shortly after, Xylon joined a group of bachelors who ran riot and causing havoc which made Xylon soon realize he didn't want to carry on living his life that way of set off to start anew elsewhere...
Sample Post: Xylon, Xylon, Xylon... What have you gotten yourself into now? You're causing more and more havoc each and every day, can't you leave others be for once? It seemed the young stallion didn't know when to give up, he never thought as a child that he'd be here, with a group of bachelors, racing across another riled stallion's lands. "Get out! I'm warning you, get out the lot of you!" the herd leader bellowed, weaving his way through several of his mares and their youngsters and making a beeline for Xylon and the three bachelors that were also to blame for this distress. Xylon threw up his head, dancing from one hoof to the other, quite clearly loving the fact he had riled the herd leader. Xylon danced to one side out of the leader's way, avoiding a bite to the chest before he moved toward one of the stallion's mares, flashing her a cheeky grin, he was quickly cut off from his antics when the leader suddenly lunged at his side, knocking him aside and winding him. Oh, Xylon, you really should know better by now... What're you playing at? The coppery stallion gave a small shriek of protest, motioning with his head for the other bachelors to follow as he quickly darted away from the riled king. He'd better run quick if he wanted to make it out with his limbs still attatched... "You ought to know better than to barge into other's lands, I can only hope I get this message through that thick skull of yours, boy!" the leader growled as he darted up beside Xylon, reaching out to clamp his teeth down upon his crest, tearing a chunk from his mane. Xylon half reared, squealing before he swung round and bolted off in the opposite direction, the three bachelors racing off along with him. It had always been like this, getting into trouble, never feeling ashamed for his actions, he never learnt, it was sort of sad really, how he could go round each day living his life this way... he often looked upon the herd leaders as they watched their herds, their children with a sense of great pride, they had something, they had quick possibly everything they could want, whereas young, troublesome Xylon here had nothing... When would he ever get the message, was his skull really that thick that he didn't realise he could have so much more?
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