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Background: The son of Sir Eculeus, a Knight serving Cervus' father, Equus' mother Ungula died giving birth to him. Equus was the 6th child freed from the curse, by Weasley, who recently vanished! He was assigned as an apprentice to prepare him for assuming the role of his father as a knight to the Sun King. Recently he transformed into a muscled, tall, and strong teen, the equivalent of an 18 year old human, and was raised to officially be a squire in preparation for Knighthood.

Personality: Equus was a stocky little boy, and was rather self conscious about not being as lean and slender as most of his peers. His size held the promise of future muscle and height, however, and he was very strong for his age without being overly clumsy. He was shy and quiet, but very protective of the other children.

After his transformation into a teen, he found himself strongly muscled and well formed, but part of him inside is still that self conscious little boy, which lends him a charming humbleness and lack of conceit. He is extremely hard working, very focused on his impending knighthood (in love with all things combat!), and very good with the horses of the stables.

Today was quite strange. For a change, I had taken a day off, wandering the forest. I find myself still startled by the changes that had occured. I know a milennia had past, but still I expected the forest to be the same despite all I have seen of it since my freedom was granted.

Even right now, I find myself reaching back towards my sword, missing my practice session. It's late, and still I want to go out and practice my swordsmanship. Perhaps I will, after this is done.

I had wandered through the forest, trying to enjoy the surroundings like I did back in those days of my youth. I tried to imagine the forest as it was, and found myself mildly disappointed. No matter how I looked at it, it seemed it would never be the same place again. Perhaps the difference is in my mind, or perhaps it really exists.

Finally, I got to my destination, a small creek running beneath the shade of a willow tree. I immediately remembered those happy days before the curse, sitting beneath that very tree, or perhaps one just like it, resting in the shade, speaking quietly to each other and enjoying the blessing of the day and our lives.

It was different this time, too quiet, I was too alone. The day was wonderful, sunny, but not too warm, with a gentle breeze kissing the skin. But it wasn't all right. I needed someone there, I realized, it really wasn't the same thing. It wasn't the fishing, or the surrounding that had made those days there memorable, but the shared company.

I spent the rest of the day, in quiet reflection there. Try as I might, my thoughts kept drifting towards not the past, but the future. I was still not yet a knight. I think that Father would be disappointed, if he was here to watch me. I was slacking off, rather than training. I had told myself I needed a break, just a small one, but now I cringed, thinking about what advancements I might have come along while training. The horses needed some grooming, my swordsmanship wasn't polished enough. There were tomes of ethics, code, and courtly manners that I had to learn.

The day, felt like such a waste now, looking back. I trudged back to the castle, a storm brewing in my mind, despite the two trout that I had managed to catch. I had only spent a day off, but it seemed like I had to work double for a week, to make up the progress that I had lost.

I'm leaving now, going to practice with my sword, and groom the horses. I cannot believe I failed in my chosen duties this day. Was a chance to regain some past memory and moment of peace really worth it? Especially considering that I failed?

It was one of those questions, that I didn't believe I would ever have the answer to. It seemed too complex, too messy even now for me to understand completely. It would require someone much wiser than I.