Profile 10920

Barn Name

Petrel

Registeration Name

Storms Whisper

Height

15.2hh

Age

Approximately 8 (estimates had to be made when she was found)

Biography

Petrel had not been graced with an easy start to life. 

Petrel's early life is a collection of fragmented, painful memories. She spent her formative years enduring neglect and likely abuse. It's believed she was passed between several indifferent owners, possibly used as an over-worked, underfed draft horse or an unwilling pack animal. She learned to fear the human hand, associating it with pain, hunger, and abandonment. Eventually, she was either turned loose or escaped, surviving on the fringes of civilization, foraging for scraps, and always vigilant against threats – both human and animal. This period hardened her body and spirit, leaving her gaunt, scarred, and utterly devoid of trust.

She was discovered by Dylas in a remote, forgotten corner of the wilderness, half-starved and barely clinging to life. It took him weeks of patient, gentle effort – leaving food, speaking in a low, soothing voice, never forcing proximity – to even get close to her. The process of earning her trust was a long and arduous journey, filled with setbacks and moments of despair, but Dylas, with his own deep-seated pain and forgotten identity, recognized a kindred spirit in her haunted eyes. They found each other at a point where both were broken. Petrel, with her physical and emotional wounds, and Dylas, with his ghosts of loss and his fragmented sense of self. Their bond is the cornerstone of both their lives. Petrel is not just Dylas's horse; she is his anchor, his confidante, and a living testament to his capacity for healing and care.