Once Shantar was a great and noble hunter, strong and fast. He often used to hunt the wild horses on the plains. One time, the horses would not give in to him and fled his approach. He followed them until he reached the banks of the White Horse Lake  and lost track of them. He was puzzled for he did not understand where they could have gone. Then he saw a yearling stuck in the mud and he went to where it was and pulled it from the mud. He jumped on its back and struck it with its lash. The yearling cried out and turned into a beautiful young maiden. "Do not hit me, for I am your destiny" she said. Shantar married the maiden and their descendants are well known for their skill at riding and especially their skill at taming wild horses. I know, for I am of their blood.