Negan stands at 17.1 hands and is painted in vivid strokes of black and yellow. A strip of black runs along both his top line and undercarriage, tapering off on the underside of his neck as it snakes up to his jowls. The black inks both up and down from the strips in jagged, dripping lines in alternating patterns similar to a zebra though he carries none of their blood. On his hindquarters the strip runs over and down to his legs with the inky stripes continuing in a semi arch as they follow the path. All four legs turn solid black just above his knees on down. On his front legs, a small amount of black dun striping completes the pattern. His head is crowned with a massive set of dark antlers spanning 8ft wide. Each antler has an expansive dished plane that radiates outwards to horned tipped points much like the ancient Irish elk of yore. His face in masked in black with a marking that starts at his muzzle, moves upward to the side of his head and up to the eye where three stripes poke out before meeting back up at his crown to join the top line stripe. Negan's eye shines glassy and off white, with an almost detectable glow. Both his mane and tail are black and seem to melt downward in twisted, wet tangles like limp snakes, his forelock often dripping across his vision.

- Point blank, a sociopath through and through. Things like empathy, compassion, and pity don't even play in his psyche except as empty words better left for the weak and foolhearted. - He is not sadistic. Although Negan will sink to any depth to achieve his ends he does not seek pleasure in pain and looks down upon those who do. - Negan is extremely ruthless and would kill his own get if he thought it would get him something he wanted. - Although his mind is a pit of ill will, he can ooze charm and charisma, bathing others in compliments and displays that inspire loyalty. He is a master manipulator of the first order. - He is secretive and adept at controlling body language to obfuscate any wish, intent, or resource. - He never runs when he can walk and he'll never fight if the stab of a word will do. He is a creature of restraint and poise. - Negan fancies himself a webweaver or the master of a chess board where he carefully moves each piece into game play until the eventual check mate. His actual success at this can be debated. - Begging, pleading, whining, moaning, etc will get nothing but scorn and contempt from this brute and will immediately brand you a victim to be used and taken advantage of. - As much as he likes to think he has his anger under control it does have a tendency to simmer just below the surface, threatening to explode with the right triggers. - He is power hungry. Negan wants nothing more than to hold all of the equine world under his hoof. His teeth at everyone's proverbial throat and bending to his will. - His voice is like smooth satin, well enunciated and dripping like black silk. He is a master orator, knowing how to inspire the emotions in others that ironically are quite absent from his own soul. At a shout his voice becomes ragged and sharp, biting like piranha with every syllable. - He is determined and persistent with the memory of a mare scorned. If crossed, he will return the favor back to the transgressor ten fold, ensuring they are never so foolish as to do such again. - He hates fighting and generally likes to find some thug to do all the dirty work while he pulls strings in the background. Negan would gain the most satisfaction from crumbling an empire from within and marching through the gates unchallenged like a heralded savior. - He is abusive and controlling, especially to those foolish enough to give him their love. It generally starts verbally at first, tearing them down, belittling them till their self esteem is nil and eventually they become an outlet for his simmering rage. - There is nothing he wouldn't do, no status quo or faux pas he wouldn't breach if he stood to gain something. He has no sense of equine decency and cares nothing for what others think of him as long as they fear him or bend to his will. - Though he'll never admit it, Negan yearns for the love of others even though he can never know the emotion himself. For all his bluster, aggression, and callousness he would much rather be adored and admired then feared

Negan has no knowledge or recognizable memory of his parents or ancestors and cares not to know as they are dead and empty to him. He is everything he is because of his own deeds and not what his genetic donors imparted.

Negan was the product of a forced breeding, born to a spiteful dam who rejected him on sight with the kiss of a well placed hoof. The witch simply walked off as if she just deposited a pile of dung for the earth to reclaim. Negan should've met his end right there, alone, mewling and increasingly shaken with cold had not a wandering herd, ripe with the bouncing fruit of a particularly fertile spring, came upon the colt. One of the more kindly and maternal mares of the group by the name of Dasha, took pity on the striped foal and decided to raise him as her own alongside her older colt born that season, Rebel. In his youth, Negan was keenly aware of his status as an outsider and was a frequent target of taunting and teasing by all the older and stronger foals in the herd. Dasha tried her best to impart her love on the striped colt but she could little to curb the increasingly dark isolation and emotionless behavior of her adopted son. She began to fear for his future and her anxious dotting only served to remind Negan further that he was decidedly different from all. One day as a yearling in a particularly vicious and physical session of bullying and harassing by the other members of his cohort, something in Negan finally snapped and the quiet, almost meek colt lunged at his adoptive brother with all the fury and primal rage of a wildcat springing on prey. Catching the other youth off guard, Negan immediately set upon him, spilling him to the ground in a flurry of kicks, bites, and stabs with his growing but sizable for their age antlers. By the time Negan came back to himself, the others were staring him in fear and Rebel lay dead and torn at his hooves. Aghast with himself and all at once afraid of what he could be, Negan took off like a shot before the others could comprehend what happened and come to him for retribution. From then on, Negan roamed the wilderness briefly seeking out herds that soon chased him off, sensing that something was off about him and all at once dangerous. Even bachelor bands would have nothing to do with him, feeling he was more a predator then equine. The oft silent and off putting stallion began to learn his word craft to better integrate. He studied other horses and learned what made them tick and what words or actions would trigger what emotions. He found emotions such a curious thing since there seemed to be so many he had no true comprehension of other then they existed.

Played by: Ampris