Owner: ω'αℓ:κɛʀ
Name: Trickster "Trick" for short
Gener: Stallion
Height: 14hh
Age: 3 Years
Personality/Story: Trick paced through a dark and deserted field, withered grass crunching beneath his hooves. He thought for a moment about how the place must have been alive and full of color at some point. Now, it gave off a cold and empty feeling, the kind that sent shivers down your spine and a dagger through your chest. Ignoring his 'fight or flight' instinct, he kept walking under the lonesome white light the moon reflected. It's beams like those of a lighthouse, guiding ships to shore. Still, there was something about the field that perked his curiosity and pulled him in like the field itself had it's own gravitational pull. For a moment, he glanced up at the moon, noticing that it too was all by itself. No stars. No clouds. Nothing. Making a quick realization, he stretched his own wings and rose above the earth to join his new friend. Leaping through the calm, but still frigid air.
Art: Here! Yes, if I don't win him, the owner may have this as fanart.
Btw, my grandma was completely and totally convinced horses should not have wings and feathers XD She kept telling me so while I was working on this.