Bjorn
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Show Name: Choking On Halos
Name: Bjorn
Gender: Stallion
Color: Faded Black Tobiano
Height: 14.1 hh
Parents: Foundation
Age: 3 years
Personality: Loner | Seductive | Manipulative | Complex
Bjorn is a loner unless he needs to not be one. He knows how to use people for his advantage and has no problem with it. That being said, he is a serial cheater and has commitment issues. He has an irrational fear of commitment and relationships. He is the master of brutally cutting off people without feeling guilty about it. He lives life without regret. Secretly, he hates not having anyone in his corner, but his own fears outweigh the benefits of committing to someone. He can lure in any mare and capture her heart. He is a complex stallion who has many secrets and lies locked away in his vault.
Story: The golden leaves of grain gently blew through the wind as I watched the mares graze as the stallions watch closely. My eyes continuously wandered over to the lead stallion's mare. Her graceful and lean physique drew my eyes in and I was stuck on her. Her long and soft mane gently flew through the light breeze. She had a white coat with patches of a light golden grain color. I quickly looked over at the group of top stallions and the lead stallion to make sure I wasn't being watched. Their eyes were focused elsewhere luckily for me. I looked over once again at the lead mare and she had vanished from her spot I last saw her at. I searched through the meadows for her angelic face. A soft and light thing brushed up against my side and I jolted in shock. To my surprise, it was the stunning lead mare. She looked at me with a flirtatious grin and my heart and emotions ran wild. She winked at me and I fell under her spell. She nudged me and pushed me towards the forest. Whispers between us kept going back and forth as she whispered sweet nothings to me. We snuck carefully to the forest and I looked behind me to make sure none of the top stallions or the lead stallion were following us. Love and passion overcame us and took over my judgements as we enjoyed one another. Raw emotions flooded me and I quickly pulled away from her when reality struck me like lightning. I apologized profusely but her seductive grin wouldn't budge. I nuzzled her neck then apologized one last time, before running deep into the forest to get away from her temptress ways. The next day, I slowly approached the herd and looked up at the ledge, only to see her once again. This time, being embraced by her mate, the lead stallion. I looked at his gleaming white coat quickly before looking down at the swaying strands of grain. Months went by and her belly grew slowly. The lead stallion was overcome with excitement as they were expecting their first child "together". Fear and anxiety taunted me day in and day out. Dreams turned into nightmares as I anxiously waited for her to give birth. The months carried on and eventually her due date grew closer and closer. Her birth was stressful to say the least. As a white colt with dark black patches entered this world, my heart dropped and I looked away from the parents. I knew he was mine, not the son of the lead stallion. Neither the lead mare nor I admitted what happened. And that is how it will stay.
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Mate: Open to mate offers
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