Full Name: Black Onyx

Nickname: Onyx

Age: 5 years

Gender: Male

Breed: Thoroughbred/Clydesdale

Coat Color: Black/very dark brown

Mane/Tail Color: Black

Eye Color: Dark red (spooky...)

Height: 18 hh (he's gigantic)

Personality: He's pretty mean and will do whatever he wants to get what he wants. He used to be kind and considerate, but after his heartbreak....well, those days are over. Maybe you can convince him to become good again....

Alliance: Dark

Example Post:

The obsidian stallion loped through the forest, easily sidestepping the trees despite his 18-hand frame. Midnight whipcord swirled behind his bod, same as his locks behind his crest. Onyx thorns pricked and swiveled to catch the sounds, and dark crimson occuli burned with a fierce hate.

He hadn't always be like this. He used to be kind and forgiving to others, a light. But then....she rejected him. She rejected him while carrying his foal, and he hadn't seen her since. But memories brought him back...

The mare was nine months pregnant. Her belly swayed with her movement as she bared her teeth at him. "I hate you. Go. Go and leave me and your horrible spawn. I'll kill it anyway." He hadn't known why she had turned on him, but he left, never to return. True to her word, she had killed the foal...by killing herself. She'd run herself off a cliff.

He didn't like remembering that fateful day, but now he knew why she had hated him. He had had a fire burning in his heart, concealed only by his happiness at his almost fatherhood and his bride. But when she turned against him, it came out as a hate for all things. As an urge to do horrible things: forcebreed mares, then leave them. He had done it a few times, and always felt a sense of satisfaction when he had done the deed. It always left him eager for next time. He couldn't help it, though. It was her that had made him become this way. And it was almost too late to go back to the old him, the old Black Onyx.

Accepted