HISTORY
Apodis was born into a world of wars between the equines before Helovia. He had grown up as a solider, though he didn't no like the idea of fighting, it wasn't him. One day when he was out , alone, searching for the river, when he herd the cries of another equine struggling and in pain. He rushed over to the sounds, there a small weakened foal was drowning in the river. He rushed over to her, the flow was strong, pushing the foals weakened torso over rocks and into fallen trees from the storm the previous night. Apodis headed down stream a little ways, crossing over a large fallen tree, where he could reach down into the water. Angling himself as he saw the foal heading towards him, reaching down and grabbing the foal up by the back of its neck, just behind her ears. Her pulled her through the water and onto the rocks at the waters edge. He nudged the foals near lifeless body, laying down next to her, warming up her freezing form and began grooming her dry. Once dry, he began rubbing his nose across her ribs, attempting to get her lungs to work right again. And with a small cough the little foals breathing picked up as water was pushed out and onto the ground. The foal was only a few weeks old, its mother had possibly left her for the dead, unable to save the poor thing. He kept nudging at her to keep her going, though the pure weak state she was in was not going to help her. "Come on little one" he cooed softly to her and began licking her around her face.
On that day Apodis didn't know what came over him, but ever since then he knew he was a protector, someone to guard and save those in need. And he was right as not too many years ago he had manged to save many equines from a terrible being. This mare had been capturing stags and keeping them to herself, though the worse thing was she was just hoarding then away in a cave. It had taken Apodis a while to figure it out, but once he had found it, he grabbed a few equines and went on a rescue mission once again in his short life. They managed to save what horse where still alive, and the mare was now suffering in her bad sins, more than likely now dead. And if your wondering what happened to the foal, she did fine and is living.


He left the lands of Formal Silvestris at the brink of War. Rasta had gone AWOL and he just couldn't handle it, there was too much being held over his head, Thus the reasons for him leaving.
He had rescued the blind mare from falling into the river, the current was so strong it had washed her weakened state down stream. He remembered that day all to well, it even haunted his dreams.

Of course she were. Of course she were keeping up with him, that damned bird flew overhead, always keeping watch. Apodis snorted into the air, watching the hawk vehemently. He eyed her curiously as she took a sip of the cool water, her chest rising and falling rapidly, just like his. It always felt good to take a long gallop, never ceasing to stop until you collapse, but even then, to keep going would be miraculous. As the bird landed upon the fae's shoulder, he scooted back eyeing him cautiously.

Suddenly the place burst into action. A huge pack of wolves had them cornered. Half one side of the river snarling, and the rest the other side. Planting his legs firmly in the ground, he lowered his nose, taking on warning crouch. waiting for the first to spring so that he too could lunge out. Though what happened next totally baffled him. He turned seeing Rasta being swept down stream, wincing as she hit those jagged rocks, ricocheting back into mid stream. "Rasta..!" he screeched out, galloping down stream after her, slipping and sliding as his hooves found now grip. But he kept going as she too wound faster down stream, the fast river pulling her under. Ignoring the fact the wolfs, fast on his heels, he slipped out of the river, and onto solid ground, a place he was likely to get better grip. He pushed himself flat out, soon gaining on the Fae, though he lost her, as the river dragged her down for way too long. No she cant die, not yet, she cant. Pull your self together mate and just run, run as fast as those legs carried you, carried you on that day, the day you ran from the fire, it couldn't catch you, and you cant let the river take her, go one. Just move it He egged himself on, kicking harder, dirt flying up in a matter of clumps. Rocks sliding , clattering against each other as he raced by.

He saw just a little ahead, as the Fae's head bobbed up to the surface, legs kicking, water splashing. She had to relax, if she kept panicking she would just be the death of herself. "Scath! Please! Help!" He shrunk back, though pace not faltering, her words catching him of guard. Scath? who was scath, she possibly delirious from the cold, the amount of water drowning her lungs He pushed harder, finding it difficult to keep up with the rivers vastly pace. But he managed, though he didn't know how, but he did. He managed to get so that he were now in line with her, traveling along the bank as she down river. The rocks were too large he couldn't make his way into the river. As he rounded the bend she got dragged down once more, the corner pulling her ahead of him, water running faster, currents churning. A gap. there was an opening for him. He lept full flight into the air, landing into the river with a full splash, covering his body with water. He struggled as the currents threatened to drag him under, he kicked hard with his hind legs, in a synchronized motion, soon gaining speed, barreling through the fast torrents, gaining on the receding mare once more. He kicked into the water harder, just as a wolf leaped into the air, landing upon his back, forcing him under, sinking its teeth into his neck. He squealed lashing out with his head, snapping at its ankle, only to infuriate it more, sinking its teeth closer to his jugular. He took one huge deep breath closing of his nostrils, plunging into the dark waters. The wolf cried out as the water took him down stream, slashing him into a rock, causing him to go limp. Apodis surface quickly, snorting out, then taking in a huge breath, looking for the Fae, She was now only a little ahead. He pushed harder reaching out with his neck, His nose soon coming into contact with her rump. She was cold, so very cold. He kicked once more, reaching her head, pulling at her mane. "Its okay, I've got you Rasta, just hold on okay don't let go, what ever you do just don't let go, no matter what, not until i tell you too. He swam under her neck pushing her so that she lay over his back. He struggled to carry her, hooves clipping the rocks on the bed, neck stretched as far as he could. He kicked furiously, watching as a corner rounded up, seeing an escape route. e pushed a little, soon finding ground. He planted his legs into the bed, pulling Rasta along. Soon finding it difficult as the water level lowered. The sound of hove falls sounded in the distant, he ignored it for the time being, only focusing on the mare, making sure she were safe. Apodis collapsed to the ground when the weight got to much, laying in a foot deep water, they would be safe from the current. He lay flat out, head right in front, the mare sprawled along his side. His vision began to fade, just as he saw two dark shadows appear from the trees. He panicked trying to get up, exhaustion taking over, causing his to fail greatly. "Its okay Rasta, your safe now... his words came weak and at that his eyes closed.