Dedicated to the baddest baddy, Hey he messed with the demons and pulled the wool over their eyes cuz hes cool like that.

Name: Holtz     Gender: Male      Age: 17 years old           

Coat: Sabel Champagne     Eyes: Blue            Markings: Paint markings

Weight: Regular     Height: 15 hands   Sire: Unknown      Dam: Unknown

Siblings: None

Foals:  (Holding Contest)

 Breed:  50% Andalusian

               30% English Trotter

                20% Moroccan Barb

Mate: (Holding Contest), is now with Rinoa

Herd: Quor' Toth Herd           Herd Rank: Lead stallion

Personality: Kind to his herd, Revengeful, filled with hate toward others that hurt his herd, loveable

Fears: Losing his mate, Rinoa, 

Likes: Connor, Rinoa, his herd, being free, running, being challenged

Dislikes: Danger to his herd, Angelus, Darla, The WR&H herd. 

Relation to Spirit: he had challenged spirit when he was younger for rain and his herd. 

Bio:  

Holtz is a Sable Champagne who was born in the Civalary, He admired his father, a Seal brown muscular stallion, who was the strongest horse in the Civalary,However when he was 12 days old the Civalary was invaded by the Lakota Indian tribe and his mother an Amber Champagne mare with blue eyes, Was stuck in as stall while all of the rest of the Civalary horses had been let out until there was silence and two Indians walked in with ropes, His mother nickered to him, "It's all over now." 

Both his mother and him were tied up and led out of the stables, with a few other Indians that got in from the other driection who had three more horses and a foal on rope as well, As they stepped out of the Stables door both of them, Holtz and his mother could smell it. Death in the air. Holtz was scared he didnt want ot be anywhere near this place. His mother Nickered to him, "stay close Holtz anything could happen." She was right because just as they reached the door, a surviving soldier jumped up and shot the indians His mother reared to protect him and then whinnied to him, "FOLLOW ME HOLTZ STAY CLOSE!" he follwed his mothers commands and stayed by her side as she ran out the door, after they exited the fort holtz kept running with his mother, and looked back the other horses were following them, however none of them was his father. 

He looked ahead to prevent from running into something but it was too late, he tripped over something that was stationary and he got back up quickly so he wouldnt be trampled. He was immediately scared at what he seen, his father was lying on the ground bleeding from his belly. He looked like he had been shot, Holtz began to sniffle as his father recognized his son, he looked up with the energy he had left and Nickered, "Holtz... be strong... dont..ever... let pain take what you love away from you." He had said his last words softly as he closed his eyes, Holtz sniffled and ran back to his mom, who had stopped and was whinnying to him to hurry up. they ran to the distance to find a new home.

Years passed and Holtz was kicked out of the herd that his mother and him were accepted in, He was out to find his own herd or a bachelor herd to learn more and be protected until he could protect a herd of his own. 

(( I will update his bio when my contest for his mate ends ))

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