|I super duper want to commission from the fabulous DoctorCritical ~|
Any bit helps! I will be sure to sketch/draw something for those who donate :3
Our protagonist begins his life's journey just like anyone else: Birth. Sired by an elite scavenger stallion and a lady brood, he received the respect as was due to one of such esteemed birth; a very likely source to his over-inflated ego. But a few short days after his first breath, the youngling was subject to a most unusual practive on his father's behalf. He was removed from his dam's side before the brood was thoroughly imprinted upon his mind. Only one thing strained to cling to his memory, a name. Ze’ev, she had called him.
It was a mare's job to care for the foals, not a stallion's, they had more important things to do. Or at least this was the mindset among the Bachelor herd. Ze'ev's father also harbored the sexist view common among the stallion's of the bachelor herd, but to a whole different level. No mere mare was worthy enough to raise a son of his. Therefore, the only solution was to take on the encumbrance of fatherhood himself.
His father left him little time to ponder over such trivial details as to his mother’s identity. On but one occasion Ze'ev had chanced to asked his father who the brood that birthed him might be, but received only the most vague of answers. His sire claimed that she was too young and foolish a mare to have cared for him properly, that it was far better he be raised among a predominantly male infrastructure, as segregated from the mares, and most especially his mother, as was possible. Ze’ev never brought up the matter again. He didn’t feel the compelling need to receive the affection and nurturing care often depicted of the mother figure, so why bother trying to figure out who she was? He was nursed and sporadically foal-sat by the broods of the herd, but none in particular reached out to him. They just did as they were bid and offered him sustenance enough to live until foliage would serve his nutritional requirements.
Ze'ev's father was of a naturally grim, arrogant disposition alighted with sporadic temper flares; especially when things weren't going his way. He wasn't inanely cruel to his offspring, if a bit harsh at times. He was watchful and meticulous, correcting everything he perceived as a fault within his son, which chanced to be very little, go figure. He encouraged the conceited and cruel habits of his child. Stealing was praised, bullying applauded, and the disdain upon mares greatly commended by his sire. No colt of his would be pushed around! His foal would be strong and cunning and a proper Bachelor stallion. He wouldn't let a mare soil the mind of his perfect charge! Ze'ev and his father were close...in a way. They didn't share a lovey-dovey bond by any means. Ze'ev respected his father and was easily shaped into the corrupted, narrow-minded stallion infamous as a bachelor stereotype. His father, in turn, was exceedingly proud of his fine 'work' and hardly a moment went by when he wasn't boasting of his son's supremacy.
Ze'ev was perhaps in his mid-teens when he met Sthenelus. The two clicked instantly. Their similar personalities and mindsets steered them upon numerous paths leading to trouble. They became nearly inseparable, the closest of friends. Rumors occasionally circulated of their being 'too close'. They even scrapped their old names for the nicknames they gave one another. Sthenelus became known as Snake for his silver tongue and Ze’ev was referred to as Scorpion for his sharp remarks. They used the aliases so frequently that it caught on among other members of the herd and their original names were soon forgotten by most of their associates. The two stallions chose the same occupation, Scavenging.
On a relatively recent date, an occurrence of most detrimental consequences ensued. Snake and Scorpion were scavenging together among the ruins of the fallen city when a gang of equines jumped them, or so Scorpion later reported. They were outnumbered and a vicious battle erupted among the horses. Snake was fatally wounded while Scorpion had been knocked unconscious and presumed dead by the intruders. When the young stallion awoke to the lifeless corps of his childhood friend, he mourned exceedingly before returning to the bachelors, worn out and bloody to recount the tale. Due to his head injury, he couldn't recall much for in-depth detail or even the identity of their attackers. From that day forward, he changed his name to Snake, in remembrance of his old friend.
Sketch/lined- 1 point
Headshot (colored) - 5 points
Full body (colored) – 10 points
Full picture (with bg) – 15 points
+1 point for every extra character/creature
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