My master, or rather, partner in crime, has raised me since I was but a foal. His brother, the infamous thief and con man Lazarus Hood, stole me from the barn of one of their enemies. At first, I was stubborn. I didn't want these young man to own me. But something about Gavin... He had something I liked. He treated me as if I were a person, and not just a steed stolen from a hated man. He teased me, and I teased back. He was stubborn, I was stubborn. He was cold, I was cold. He was sad, I was sad. He laughed, well... I'm sure you get the point.
But one day, when he was working with his second apprentice Davey, we were attacked by Dire wolves. Gavin was old now, and Davey inexperienced. Ah, but I knew what do to. Besides, I loved these men. I'd pledged my life to one of them. So I fought. An I bled. And eventually,
I died.
But hey, I protected the man who'd protected me. So... No loose ends, right?