lets go fly a kight!!!

[Kight•]

s t a g s

P y r o m a n i a c !
P a n !

v i x e n s

A r c a d i a !

[Kight•]

name:: Pyromaniac
age:: 4
gender:: stag
element:: fire

coat:: bay
mane:: black
tail:: black
legs:: black
eyes:: brown

personality:: Pyro thinks himself as the top dog. The big guy above everyone else. He has a lot of self confidence and not much can bring him down off his 'high horse'. He loves being in charge, he will take authority and run with it, although he is responsible, and will keep his promise's. He also has a bit of a temper, if you get him mad enough he will explode on you, and I mean that litterally. He is also very defencive and protective. If he finds something he likes, he wants it and will defend and protect it like its a small little kitten agaisnt a wolf.

He also has a imaginary friend, named Yew. He talks to Yew contantly, and to him Yew is always near him, even though he is fake and even if he is talking to Yew, all he is talking to is this air. Also, he tends to see things other people dont see. When one person see's a tree, Pyro see's a dead tree with branches that reach out and try to grab you. It also tends to let him see what people really are, if your nice, to him you would glow a white or something of the sort. Although no one else would ever see it but him.
history:: When Pyro was born, he was born to a nice mother, but an abuseive father. He constantly beat on his mother if she did not do what she was told, and it was only matters of time before his father turned on him as well. Pyro would always cringe away from his father when he came near, and run from him at times, which only made his father angry. The small family didnt live near other horses, so Pyro never had anywhere to run to, he always had to come back.

He met Yew when he was about 8 months old. Yew is Pyro's imaginary friend, in which he met near a Yew tree. Yew was the only one Pyro could ever talk to about things. One day, he was out playing with Yew when he heard a scream, he was about a year old now, and he knew the sound of his mother scream. Pyro had came back to where he had left his mother, and saw she had been burned very badly, by the one horse who Pyro most hated. Pyro's father had left a few months before, and everything was okay. Why he came back just to kill his mother Pyro didnt know, but he was mad.

Pyro stayed with his mother that whole night, The wimpering body of her shuddered one last time before she was silent. Pyro had tears streaming from his eyes, he turned and walked away from his mothers body, with each step the hatered for his father grew, as did his personality.

After that happened, Pyro completly changed, he harnessed all the power of fire he could get, and practiced it every day. He grew bigger and stronger. Now the stallion is four years, with his trusty friend Yew by his side. Pyro has now, become obbsessed with fire, making his name come to life.

[Kight•]

name:: Pan
age:: 3
gender:: Male
element:: Earth

coat:: Black
mane:: Black
tail:: Black
legs:: White Feathers
eyes:: Brown, Green

personality:: Pan is a gentle giant so to speak. He dosent like fighting and very much so trys to stay away from it. He is sweet and charming, and a lot of the times he is a goof ball. He loves to laugh, and have fun. Although his is a bit shy when it comes to groups of others, but one on one he is fine with.

Pan takes his element and uses it for the best, when he finds places burnt or dead, he helps regrow them. He dosent belive in using his powers against others unless nessicary, not even when he is playing around. He hates seeing his earth destroyed. You may often find him talking to the ground or forests, he is really talking to the grass and plants around him, he swears he can hear them talking, even if others cant. He calls it Nature Speak. Of course its not actualy speaking, he cant understand them or really talk back to them.
history:: Pan was born to a happy little family. His mother and father were both loving, and caring. Teaching him the ways of the earth, and how to use it to your own advantage. He had an older sister as well, named Glace. Pan loved his whole family, and grew up loving the world. That is, untill it came crashing down onto him in fire and flames.

When Pan was about a year or so he and his family had stumbled onto the Fire elements land. They were quickly over taken, his mother and sister stolen, his father killed. Pan, luckily had gotten away, his mother calling for him to run and run quickly. Pan never found his mother or sister agian, he never dared go back onto Fire element land.

After that had happened, Pan was left on his own. He used his knowlage his parents had givin him to survive. To read the signs of predators, and how to fight back if needed. Although Pan never liked fighting. He spent 2 years looking for signs of his family on his side of the border, but never crossed it, afraid of the fire elements. Although he would never admit it.

[Kight•]

name:: Arcadia
age:: 4
gender:: Female
element:: Wind

coat:: Black
mane:: Black
tail:: Black
legs:: Black
eyes:: Bright Green

personality:: Arcadia is a quiet fallen. She dosent talk much, unless she has something to say. She tends to shy away from people, or ignore them as well as she can, avoiding contact. Being picked on when she was younger, her feelings are a little raw, and they change very quickly. Some would say she is bi-polar, but really she is just a little confused at times.

When she feels trapped or angry her quiet side vanishes and she becomes a real bitch. She throws things at you that you would never expect to come out of the mare's mouth. She is violent and sly. Trying anything she can without physical contact to scare you or make you back off. If this fails, she flys.
history:: Arcadia was born blind. She lived in a herd with her mother, her father being the lead, he never had much time to spend with his daughter. Arcadia was also born with wings. Little black fluttery things were they. The other foals hated Arcadia for being diffrent, they always teasded her for it, picking on her. Getting a kick how each time she ran crying back to her mother.

Arcadia's mother was kind and gentle. Always telling her baby that is was okay to be diffrent, how she would help make a diffrence when she grew up to become one of the Fallen. Arcadia loved her mother, and was devistated when her mother died giving birth to her stillborn brother Asienda. After that, she was a reject from the other horses her age. She would often go off by herself into the woods. But always coming back to stand near her father, her father loved her very much, although he never much acknowlaged her, she learned much from watching him.

Arcadia once, went out into the forest and found a hawk child that had fallen out of its nest. It was almost old enough to fly, and at first had defended itself agianst Arcadia. But Arcadia had not cared, she had picked that hawk up and placed him on a branch in the tree, everyday driving things like mice and rabbits towards the hawks tree untill it was old enough to hunt for itself. After a little the Hawk had left, leaving Arcadia alone. But soon it came back and followed her everywhere, staying nestled in her mane or a tree near her. When they got older, Arcadia learned how to listen to her companion, his diffrent call's to her ment diffrent things, as not to run into things while flying or walking.