A Tribute to Thor

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On April 20th, 2024, Thor lost his life in a battle with a rival stallion. He was only 13 years old. His sire was the late Booker Rose, who passed at 21 in the winter of 2022, and his dam is Taboo, still the steadfast lead mare of Thor’s natal band. For several years, Thor kept one mare, Shakira, until she eventually joined stallion Tahlequah. Thor then remained with his natal band alongside Tahlequah, serving almost as a lieutenant—ever watchful, ever loyal. Thor spent his days protecting his family, driving off determined bachelors, yet showing a softer side to the youngest foals. In the fall of 2023, he became a father for the first time, welcoming his filly Thora. He was a proud sire, always keeping a careful, loving eye on her.

On the afternoon of April 20th, 2024, newly established band stallion Lucien (Dale) became territorial—a common trait among newly established band stallions. Lucien attempted to drive off  Thor and Tahlequah’s band, as well as Splaash’s band. Thor chose to stand his ground, and the two stallions clashed. Lucien struck Thor with a powerful blow to the head, forcing him to retreat. Thor held on for several minutes before collapsing to his side. His family stood over him as he took his final breaths, offering their silent goodbyes. Such heartbreak is part of the wild mustang world—but Thor was never one to back down. No matter the size of his opponent, he stood firm. He left this world with loyalty, courage, and honor. Now he rests in the peaks, among those who went before him.

Thor’s spirit will forever run through the Peaks. He was a beacon of that land, and he captured my heart the moment I felt his presence. He was more than a wild stallion—he embodied beauty, grace, power, charisma, and fierce devotion. The countless hours I spent with him—winter hikes through deep snow, scorching summer days, cool rain-soaked springs—will stay with me always. I sought him out simply because I wanted to be with my friend. The stories he told me in his quiet way will echo in my mind on the days I sit in the dirt, listening to nothing but the whistling wind through the sage and the rolling hills. He will always be with me, and I will miss him for the rest of my life.

It was an honor and a blessing to have you in my world, Thor. Until we meet again, may you gallop in the golden fields above, your blonde mane flowing and the sky reflected in your eyes. You were born free—and free you will forever be.