Owner: tomijojo
Name: Taylor
Height: 13.5hh
5 Word personality:
Shy( sometimes )
Fun
Nice
Caring
And sometimes spunky
Optional explaination: nope

Ends tomorrow

Congrats

Serelathe wrote:Owner: Serelathe
Name: Royal Piaffe
Height: 15 hh
5 Word personality: Aggressive II Deconstructive Attitude II Claustrophic II Superiority
Optional explaination:
He's nothing less than a Pedigree.

"the Pedigree Stallion"
swift, bold beauty
that moves so erotic
to anyone around him
he knows his good graces
he lifts his head high
as he moves through his paces
moves of such bold confidence
that every stud would crave it.
he paws the ground so fiercely
attention truly demanded
the light in his eyes unmatched
every shadow reprimanded.

This poem is COPYRIGHTED to myself - you not repost/reproduce/copy/alter in ANY manner.

this is great thank you blue roan is my all-time favourite horse color <3 and those spots <3 <3

Name: Starlights Moon Explorer 'Moonie'
Gender: Stallion
Halter Color: Light Yellow fading into red/violet (from nose to ears) please <3

OMG wow yes shes much like her awesome mother and i really adore her, thank you soooo much <3 <3 <3

Name: Freedom Revival 'Revi'
Gender: Mare
Halter Color: like the mothers but instead of green take his eye color please <3

Username: OvercastKid
GPE name: Twilight Bittersweet Melody 'Melody'
Gender: Mare
Horn Style: Sweeping (Uncommon)
Height: 16.2hh
Extras:
The golden light dances on the rare mare as she pranced into the ring
At the delicate rein of her rider directed her into a steady and collected gait
They moved in a rhythm, melodically dancing together as one that made the crowd sing.
The way they were brought together in a mysterious consequence, maybe it was fate.

The music and lights whirled around the duo, they were lost in their song
One silver mare and her boy, the heart, spirit and soul of the dressage dance
Powerful symmetry and rippling muscles as the stallion concentrated on where they belong
Her feet barely brush the ground as she floats above it, the crowd in awe at her prance.

For she is the dance, the music and the movement, she stretches out into a floating pace
Skimming the sand with her muscular neck arched, her intelligent eyes alive with wonder
As the music comes to a slow and end; the longing for one last dance lingers in the space
She slides to a graceful halt as his rider lowers his head in a salute; clapping commences like thunder.

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GPE name: Made from Steel "Grayscale"
Gender: Mare
Horn Style: Sweeping (Uncommon)
Height: 16.2hh
Extras:
Title: Creature of the Storm

Metallic fur glows softly
Despite the brewing storm
Head tossed high
The Creature of the Storm awaits

Thunder cracks
Lightning paints the sky
Merely a silhouette
She rears against the flash

Flashing eyes pierce the dark sky
Her mane blows around her face
Silvery hair flows like water
As her forelegs leave the earth

The world stops
The sky holds its breath
As she plunges forward
Merely a streak of grey

Her creamy tail flows behind her
As she streaks across the grass
A wild thing, no more than a ghost
The Creature of the Storm is free

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Name: Beware What Hides Beneath the Surface // Naia
Gender: Mare
Halter Color: Naiad (water nymph) themed

Username: horseluv5829
Barn Name: Paladin
Show name: Palladio Paladin
Height: 15.2 hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Paladin is a brave stallion who is willing to take a risk. He has a soft side, but often times he will be extremely competitive.

Username: horsemad55
Barn Name: Flake
Show name: Avalanche victim
Height: 16.2hh
Gender: stallion
Personality: Flake is a dreamer, he has always been off track and can't hold his focus and is easily distracted. He is an amazing jumper and has lovely movement, he was considered to be a dressage horse but his training took a different path. He is a very fast and agile boy and loves being rewarded after an event.
Age: 3 years
Tack: paddock-Blue halter, red rug. competing- show jumping saddle, white sheepskin saddle pad, grackle bridle, jumping breast plate. Training- all purpose saddle , green saddle blanket, cavesson bridle. Floating- red padded halter, red show rug, red leg wraps.

Username: lrrstuidos
Barn Name: Alice
Show name: Queen of Hearts
Height: 15.3
Gender: Mare
Personality: Alice is kind and sweet, though she tends to be quite frisky. She is very loving and funny. Alice is optimistic and creative.

Username: Winkatuck
Name: Travis
Gender: Male
Body Color: #DBA6B8
Darker Pattern Color: #CB738B
Lighter Pattern Color: #D7CAB9
Brief Personality: Suave, Flirtatious, Egotistical, Born Leader

Yep this keetin would be 43 C: gorgeous design c:

~I wanna know!~
Question: Do Zvers have any long-term plan or goals now? For example, do you plan to stay on Earth for the foreseeable future, or to try and find another habitable planet (without humans on)?

~I wanna know!~
Question: What does the Sakura tree on the Zver stand for? Like, does it have any significant meaning?

worshipthesquid wrote:~I wanna know!~
Question: Do Zvers have any long-term plan or goals now? For example, do you plan to stay on Earth for the foreseeable future, or to try and find another habitable planet (without humans on)?

Well, we're not highly advanced to the point of being able to build or even control ships to leave the Earth. If we did, I certainly would try to return home. We know more about how the Noch act now and what to expect, so if I could go back I'd get my family together and we'd take on those invaders. But, since that is impossible, I, at least, just want to try and rebuild what I had there, here.

Nevriande wrote:~I wanna know!~
Question: What does the Sakura tree on the Zver stand for? Like, does it have any significant meaning?

I didn't know it was anything real until I was brought to Earth...
Mostly I just thought it was a pretty addition since the palette I used was called something like spring flowers or something. Either way I like the thought of the tree symbolizing a future of peace. Where zvers and humans can coexist peacefully, without bounty-hunters and cruel people trying to rid them from the Earth.

THANK YOU <3333
hes such a cutie pie omgeeeee

Username: telemark.
Race Name: Egyptian President
Barn Name: Prezz
Race Number: Um... 11? I don't know what to put.
Race Colors: Light Blue and Yellow
Number: 1

Username: Fire-of-Shadows
Race Name: Can'tCatchMe
Barn Name: Caz
Race Number: 3
Race Colors: Light Blue and Yellow
Number: 15

Username: OvercastKid
Race Name: twilight American pharaoh
Barn Name: AP
Race Number: 14
Race Colors: Light Blue and Yellow
Number:19

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Personality:

Wip!

Username: wildfur2202
Name: Silllia (sill-E-ah)
Gender:female
Personality: [optional]

Sillia is graceful, caring, and always tries to make sure that no one is hurt, ecspecially not hurt by her. She is gentle and sweet. She isn't talkative, but is far from shy, loving to meet new people. She likes beautiful things, like sunsets and the river when it sparkles with sunshine.

may add more, by editing in through re-posting!

Name: Stomach Tied in Knots || Kellin
Gender: Stallion
Halter Color: The one you have now is perfect c:

I crei
I need to start using black magic if it means making beauty like this c;
yer a wizard

Name: wip something sorceress-like // Arabella
Gender: Mare
Halter Color: it's good now

Username: WolvesOfFire
GPE name: Fleeing the Storms 'Flight'
Gender: Mare
Horn Style: Long (Common)
Height: 17hh
Poem:

Dark clouds brew in the morning air
Powerful hooves pound like tribal drums
She breaks over the horizon,
Silky mane flowing like water

She rears, pawing for the darkening sky
Then she's off, racing like an eagle
Head held high to feel the freedom
Eyes closed with bliss, she races the storm

Time stands still as she jumps
Leaping the obstacle as though it wasn't there
She skids to a stop as the sky begins to clear
And rears again, waving goodbye to her friend

((There you go. I actually enjoyed writing that^^))

Username: Fire-Rose
GPE name: Arielle
Gender: Mare
Horn Style: Long (Common)
Height: 17hh
Poem: ABAC pattern

Title: The Forest Mare

The Forest Mare
Walks so graceful
Will always want to share
For she loves the cheer it brings

She is the kindest of kind
Never hurts a creature
Known to always find
The best in you




ok, idek xD

Username: broken*
Name: Aarush - in india, the name means "first ray of the sun"
Gender: Male

Username: XandraT8
Name: Romeo
Gender:Male

Username: Rose Rivervalley
Name: Blitz
Gender:Male

Username; Lirre
Gender; Female
Palette/Hex Codes;

A blue green doe with silver markings that fade toward the back to lavender. The marking should be like that of a numbat and thylacline. Her eyes would be lavender.

Pattern(s)/Based off of; Numbat , Thylacline, flowers
Edits;

Style:
Coler: Blue green witch fades to lavender

Note, it doesnt have to be exactly like this :3

Items; Flowers all over
Other; thank you ;.;

withdrawing.

Mark, but maybee... ;;

Marking. <3

Username:
The names fluffypancake, but you can call me Fluffy.
Altakin name:
Avonmora
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Sweet, bubbly, likes to smile, can be rather oblivious, she is definitely friendly towards others. She is rather easygoing, and likes the company with others over being alone.
(Short personality for now. I will deepen if I win.)
Favorite water image/gif:
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Favorite thing this Altakin likes about water:
She loves how the water holds so much mystery. The deep, or murky waters probably hiding mysterious stories that are untold. She tends to try and find some new and interesting things in the water. Avonmora also loves to read many of the mysterious fantasy stories that is told about the water. It just interest the young female, and hopes she can discover an amazing discovery in the water

oh my gosh, he's beautiful ;D;

Giving him the name Ritsu, it fits very well in my opinion ;v;

I LOVE him!! I would name him ihab meaning gift :3 he is sooooooo cute!!!!!!!

Username: tomijojo
MW Name: Johnny
Gender: male
Favorite Song: angel with a shotgun

Username: Agent Morgan
MW Name: Victor
Gender: Male
Favorite Song: Young Volcanoes

Tomijojo wrote:Username: tomijojo
MW Name: Johnny
Gender: male
Favorite Song: angel with a shotgun

Congrats, he's yours :)

the first one
just
i cant

They're both so cute omg
Congrats!!

Username ; nagisa02
NLWD Name ; flower crown queen
Age ; 25
Gender ; female
Height ; 7ft
Theme Song ; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yKNxeF4KMsY

Nagisa02 wrote:Username ; nagisa02
NLWD Name ; flower crown queen
Age ; 25
Gender ; female
Height ; 7ft
Theme Song ; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yKNxeF4KMsY

Username: Ｍｉｓｓｉｎｇ✖
Name: Jenny
Gender: Female
Song:7 Minutes Dead - Peacock (Haywyre Remix)
Palette:
#fbdb1f
#ea8e03
#ba4d02
#9f1d1d
#490000
#ffffff

Username: Cojinxleafbelle
Name: Starling
Gender: Female
Song: Love Nature - 【Radix】
Palette: #0D2C26, #02623C, #49F086, #480A3B, #C219F0, #B33952

Username: she wolf warrior
Name: Theodore, goes by theo
Gender: male
Song: Major Lazor and DJ snake- Lean on
Palette:
#d4e09b
#f6f4d2
#cbdfbd
#f19c79
#a44a3f
#bf4040

possibly entering. ^^

Username: heyheygirl101
Tolter's Name: Protector of Eden
Gender: Galadriel
Halter: black with a flaming sword on it.
Significant Day: The Day Galadriel Met Eden
Galadriel was like any other stallion when it came to Eden, he was rendered speechless by her beauty, but unlike the others, he seemed to have a similar affect on her. He knew she had a mate already but Eden was, well, Eden was Eden. She flirted with everyone and seemed to use her beauty to manipulate everyone, everyone excepts Pepsi, and Galadriel.

Galadriel was being unloaded from his trailer, at his new home when he saw her. She was being led from the training corral back to the pasture. She seemed to shimmer in the sunlight, a quality his own coat seemed to possess, but hers was different, her shimmer was exotic, it was something you wanted but knew you couldn't have. His new owner tried to lead Galadriel in the direction to the stallion's pasture, but his eyes were glued to her, and her forbiddeness, "Just like all the others," laughed his new owner, "Cant seem to take his eyes off of Eden." Eden, Galadriel thought, what a name.

Later that day, while talking to Tumble, one of the first stallions at Ironwood. Tumble was telling Galadriel all of the dos and don'ts here, what trainers expected of you and the attitude you should have on rides and in the corral. That's when the others started to gather at the fence, "What's going on over there?" Galadriel asked Tumble. Tumble huffed a little, as he glanced over at the fence, "It's my daughter Eden, she's at it again, flirting with boys who have no chance." Galadriel perked at her name, Eden, he thought again, definitely forbidden. Galadriel looked at Tumble's frustration, "I'll fix this for you." He smiled and trotted towards the crowd. Slowly but surely he shooed the stallions away, until it was only Galadriel and Eden at the fence. As much as he wanted to tell her how beautiful she was, he couldn't do that to his new friend Tumble. But what Galadriel didn't know was that she too, wanted to tell him how glossy his coat was and how amazing he looked when he ran, the only problem was she was rendered speechless by him. Galadriel looked into her eyes, "Don't worry, I will always be here to protect you." Galadriel trotted back to Tumble, "Don't worry about those stallions anymore, I'll make sure they don't bother her anymore. I will make sure of it."

That day Galadriel met one of his best friends, Tumble, and the only mare that has ever rendered him speechless and protective, Eden. That day changed Galadriel forever. He became one of the most respected stallion at Ironwood, and is always the one mares ask to walk them home.

iBrevity
The Resplendent Quetzal // Quetzalcoatl "Quetzal"
Agender (bio male; uses they/them pronouns)
If at all possible something like this but with the base black and the jewels the same green as their eyes? (original publisher on image) Or maybe with the jewels a dark red, like the quetzal's chest feathers. Surprise me using this, how's that cx


Quetzalcoatl was nearly a year old when they finally met their twin. It was always strange to come across the other gods because they did not look quite right; Quetzalcoatl could see their body, of course, no matter what sort they were, but stretched out behind them was the shadow of something else, something bigger. When Xolotl approached them Quetzalcoatl could see a smear of black behind him like the long body of a salamander.

“Quetzalcoatl,” Xolotl said warmly. He was human this time around; he switched species quite a lot, unlike most of the other gods. Quetzalcoatl themselves quite liked horses and didn't so much mind the captivity when they had the freedom of a strong body. Sometimes Xolotl would join them and they would be born twins again, in a strange mimicry of their original birth. Those were always the best lives, with Xolotl at their side.

“Hello Xolotl,” Quetzalcoatl replied, lifting their small head so Xolotl could stroke their nose. They were about the same age in these bodies, which wasn't unusual; Xolotl was still tottering about on feet he made more unsure than necessary. He had always enjoyed dramatizing growing up.

Xolotl pet their face and said, “I'm Viggo this time around.”

“Viggo,” Quetzalcoatl repeated dryly. “That's hilarious.” An Icelandic name meaning 'lightning', they knew. Xolotl never could help himself with influencing his parents to choose a name he preferred.

Xolotl—Viggo—laughed. “Just wait,” he said, patting his chubby child fist on Quetzalcoatl's nose. “I may or may not have whispered a name in the ear of the owner here.”

Quetzalcoatl lifted their head. “My name?” They asked. “You always pick terrible ones.”

“Just wait,” Xolotl said again with a grin far too mature for his face. “I did good this time around, I promise.”

They snorted. “Somehow I don't believe you,” they said, but Xolotl only laughed and eventually it coaxed a smile from Quetzalcoatl too.

Back before, in the period Quetzalcoatl remembered more like a dream than a memory, Xolotl and them had been close friends. They could never quite forget that, even when other things faded: the chanting of prayer and the smell of fresh blood, the vibrant colors of the Mayan Empire and the celebrations performed in their name. Those things became more smeared than realistic, a mess of colors and sensations. They could not quite separate stories they had actually experienced and stories that had been just that.

But their soul knew Xolotl, and always would. He had left an impression within them that would not fill, not even when enough centuries passed that everything else vanished.

Xolotl drew them back to the conversation by saying suddenly, “A boy, huh?”

Quetzalcoatl laughed. To the surrounding humans it sounded like a foal's happy whinny. “You know I don't care either way,” they said when they'd recovered. They swished their short tail and considered the gold hue of their legs. “I was more excited about being a palomino than a stallion.”

Xolotl chuckled. “I can't believe that doesn't bother you more,” he said, “But I suppose that's the difference between us, brother.”

Quetzalcoatl smiled at him. It had always been the difference between them; Quetzalcoatl had never cared about the genders of their vessels, their sacrifices. They had little preference either way; they did not see themselves as being more male than female, and so they'd divorced from the idea of gender eons ago. Xolotl had yet to let go of that lingering conception of being male, though Quetzalcoatl had seen him in other genders before—it was more so that he had a preference rather than a necessity (their brother Tezcatlipoca however, demanded to be male each time he reincarnated, no matter the species).

Xolotl's human parents called for their son. “Viggo!” His mother sang. She was a kind-faced pudgy woman, with lank brunette hair that looked nothing like her son's pale blonde crown. (That in itself wasn't unusual. Quetzalcoatl was often gold and bright; Xolotl was often pale and ashen. Quetzalcoatl was quite sure they'd never seen him anything but blonde.)

Xolotl winked at them. “I'll come back,” he promised, and pressed a messy kiss to Quetzalcoatl's whiskery nose.

Quetzalcoatl nodded. To both the horses and the humans that had heard them speak their conversation had been nothing but nonsense; something in another language perhaps, one too old for any of them to understand. It passed unnoticed. Xolotl allowed his mother to fasten him into the car seat in the back of their car and waved at Quetzalcoatl out the window as they drove away. He mouthed something that looked like, “It's fabulous.”

Later that evening the owner signed off on a certificate that named them The Resplendent Quetzal, and Quetzalcoatl could not even bring themselves to be annoyed. (Xolotl had given them worst names before, they supposed. This one was at least tolerable. The memory of wings had not gone as far away from them as others, and they could imagine the weight of feathers lying on their shoulders easily enough. It was kind of nice, even, to think of birdsong they had not heard in many years.)

general notes:
Quetzalcoatl and Xolotl are twins and allies in Mayan mythology; Quetzalcoatl is god of wind,
the dawn, merchants and knowledge and Xolotl is god of fire and lightning and deformities and
death. (That's what the reference to his human name is; he's the god of lightning, so naming
himself an Icelandic name for 'lightning' is funny.)
(If I win Quetzal I'll order a custom from the Challenge Center to be Xolotl cx)
the reference to a salamander-esque shadow stretching behind Xolotl is a reference to this
wee creature; Xolotl had an animal form in which he
turned into an axolotl in mythology
the resplendent quetzal (the birds above) was often linked to the god Quetzalcoatl in
Mayan religion and were seen as representatives of him (in fact they were named after
the god!)
(first photo source is here
second photo source is here)