Oh yes she did! She is amazing <3
Thank you so much!

Username: Rose Rivervalley
Show Name: Oceanic Scene
Barn Name: Ocean
Gender: Mare
Height: 17.2
Extra: Enjoy

Username: Eleya
Show Name: Walk This Way
Barn Name: Abby
Gender: Mare
Height: 16.2
Extra: Welcoming Abby at Thunders Pride Stable - A little Story
It was quite a stormy day, when we brought Abby to the Thunders Pride Stables. One of our mares, Ghost., who is afraid of all and everything, was nervously stomping and hitting the door of her box with her hooves. This didnt make it any easier to get Abby out of the trailer. She got nervous too and we had quite hard times calming her down. After ten minutes of trying to not get hit by a horse, we decided to get one of our calmer Brabants to help us.
Odin is a stallion, but still one of the most gentle and relaxed horses in our stable. We brought him close to the trailer, afraid he could get hurt by the nervous new mare. Odin though went on and entered the trailer on his own. He nudged Abby softly. The mare stopped stomping and took a closer look at her new neighbour. She seemed to feel there is no danger whith this stallion around. So when we tried to get her out of the trailer, she followed us without any problems. Just because Odin was there too. We brought them back to the stable and put Abby in the box next to the stallion. Far away from Ghosts box. Abby should have a chance to calm down in her new home before she needed to meet this overly nervous mare again.
On the other side we put Rain, who is a really social mare. Abby stood close to Odin first, but we could watch her warm up quite quickly. As far as we can say for now, our new member in Thunders Pride Stables is quite curious. And always open for getting treats

reserv^^
What a beauty!

Username: Nevrithon
Show Name: Blindness strikes the post
Barn Name: Stike
Gender: Stallion
Height: 16.2 hh
Story: WIP

Username: SabjeBammie
Show Name: Wasteland's Jarreth
Barn Name: Jarreth
Gender: Stallion
Height: 16.2 hh
Story:
Jarreth was born with funtioning eyes. He could see the world perfectly.
When he reached the age of 2 he was a wild Brabant, full of energy. He was runnning and jumping around a lot. He often run into things, he even broke a few fences as he run against them. Someone thouht barbed wire might control him.
And in a way it did...
He ran into it by accident. He never meant to break a fence, he just was too fast to stop in time. He ran into the barbed wire. He had a few cuts, but those healed perfectly fine, not even leaving a scar.
But he did loe his eyesight. His right eye was blind right away, his left eye was functioning for 75%. Over the years his left eye lost more sight, till his world got completely black...
He learned to live with it. He can smell, hear and feel a lot. He can tell when someone is coming his way,he can smell where the food and water is. He can even hear when to stop walking if he's too close to a fence or wall, or any other obstacle.
He calmed down a lot, but sometimes he's still running a little. He's not scared to run into something. If he does he does, it doesn't really bother him. But he rarely bumps into anything anymore.

Username: Rose Rivervalley
Show Name: Put On Your Warpaint
Barn Name: War
Gender: Stallion
Height: 16.2 hh
Story: War was born blind, because of a birth defect (cataracts). He gets around by hearing, smelling, and feeling his surroundings. When he was a foal he had to learn to depend on humans and his mother to help him get around. He has now learned how to get around himself, but it always helps having his buddies and humans around to guide him.

so adorable!
congrats guys!

screeawks
thank you sobs

Gorgeous

Username: .FlamingFeather.
Harmonias name: Toxi
What happened to this Harmonia? When Toxi was young there was a pit that his mother told him never to go near. That pit was full of dangerous chemicals. He and his friends used to play around it all the time and disobey his mothers orders, until one day Toxi and his friends were playing tag and Toxi got pushed in. His friends didn't know what to do and ran, later one of his friends came back with is mother. Ever since that day he has been like the way he is now.

Username: Ma'at The SandWing
Harmonias name: Toxica
What happened to this Harmonia? Toxica's grandmother once fell in a river when she was young. Unknown to her and her friends, the river had once had toxic chemicals that were poured in by lazy humans that worked in a chemical factory. As Toxica's grandmother grew, the chemicals changed her. This toxic bloodline was passed down to Toxica.

Aaaa this is cute!

oh my god
it's so toxic
dude staph makin toxic-like harmonias

(not adoptin)

I think i will name this beautiful guy Kieta [Ki-eh-ta] means something like "had disappeared".
Quaggas are extinct and he looks a lot like them :3
I have to say that it sounds a litte bit feminin buuuut i haven't any others ideas

x First breesing with Cherry
x x x Foal: Kiiro

hoofy. wrote:

( bump )

I'd like her~

username | Crimsn-Wolf
show name | Dancing on Daggers
barn name | Danssen
did you send payment | yes

She is all yours, thank you! c:

Username: Zmei' Vulpe
Show Name: Strong In The Real Way
Call Name: Pearl
Sex: Female
Mate: -
Eye color: Emerald
Collar color: Sky Blue with Pastel Yellow Stars? <3
Phenotype: Recessive Red w/ Irish Spotting
Genotype: kbrk/bb/DD/awas/ee/gg/sisi/tt/mm/XX/Zz
Parent: ---
Parent: ---

I'm gonna regret this but I also have no regrets what a babe

Username: Y i n
Show Name: Honey Butter
Call Name: Haru
Sex: Female
Mate: n / a
Eye color: Emerald
Collar color: The Same color as her eyes c:
Phenotype: Recessive Red w/ Irish Spotting
Genotype: kbrk/bb/DD/awas/ee/gg/sisi/tt/mm/XX/Zz
Parent: ---
Parent: ---

Fall, could I maybe get a transparent once you add her collar too? qvq

Where is everyone getting these customs from o.o they are gorgeous <3

Azteca. wrote:Where is everyone getting these customs from o.o they are gorgeous <3

All you have to do is pm rachie a 500 word story describing your custom interacting with one of your tolters ^_^

Rachie posted it on either page 198 or 199 of the fc c:

ohmygosh
you made her so adorable and so perfect ;A;
I'll get back to you with a name cx

Username: thelastsilhouette
Name: A wolf's lonely serenade to the Moon / Wolf
Gender: stallion
Halter Color: Same as his eyes

Username: Skylar108
Name: Caramel
Gender: Mare
Halter Color: This

Username: Rio_98
Name: Chasing Tomorrow // Charlotte
Gender: mare
Halter Color: surprise me?

Username:Sarahpie101
Viscet Name: WIP (and watch me nay nay)
Viscet Gender: Male

Do you own any Viscets?: yes
DA Group?: yes (Sarahpie101)
Stamp?: yes

Username: Lukina
Viscet Name: WIP
Viscet Gender: Female

Do you own any Viscets?: No
DA Group?: Yes (SweetWolfyEsme)
Stamp?: Yes

Owner: heyheygirl101
Name: Highland Princess // Willow
Age: 10
Height: 14.2hh
Personality: Willow is a princess in everyway, she looks down upon all and acts quite high and mighty. She loves few and hates many, but those she does hold dear in her heart, she will forever and always protect.

Owner: Rose Rivervalley
Name: Elemental
Age: 5
Height: 14.2hh
Personality: Sweet, laid-back, curious, gentle, and protective

Owner: Grapejuice
Name: Verona
Age: Six
Height: _hh 13.3 hh
Personality: She is a soft-spoken girl, who prefers to sit comfortably on the sidelines while everyone goes bustling by. She likes to stop and smell the roses, take her time to appreciate the world around her. Verona is a down-to-earth hippie, who loves to sit in the middle of the forest and meditate on rainy days. Just because she's easy-going, doesn't mean she's easy to push around. Verona, though initially peaceful, is a fighter, and will always stick up for herself.

Username: Bella278436
Show Name: Where The Waves Crash
Barn Name:Sandy
Gender: mare
Halter Colour: Waves

Username: Rio_98
Show Name: Just a Drop of Sun
Barn Name: Helios
Gender: stallion
Halter Colour: something gold?

Gah! Congrats Bella!

Username: Great ;

Tolter's name: Pretty Little Liar // Lygari (icelandic for liar)

Gender: Mare

Halter: like this, if possible

Writing Piece:

Lygari snorted as the lights flickered off with the snap of a switch, the door sliding closed. A few seconds of shuffling and clicking later and the barn was locked up for the night, most tolters already dozing off.

But Lygari’s fun had just begun.

The devilish mare waited until the silhouette of the pathetic human that had locked her in there had disappeared over the hill before turning away from the tiny window at the back of the stall, bright blue eyes glittering mischievously. Just the faintest bit of moonlight shone through various cracks in the stable wall, creating a mosaic of light and dark on the stable aisle. Lygari pressed the side of her head against the bars near the front of her stall, trying to catch a glimpse of the lock. A few well-placed kicks later, and her stall door swung open, releasing her to destroy everything in her path.

And that’s exactly what she did.

Just as the sun began to rise above the horizon, Lygari stopped to survey her doings. Halters and lead lines were strewn all over the floor, a jungle of colors all mixed up. Various accessories were thrown about as well, most half-smashed. Hay was dumped along with any water she could get her hooves on, and some saddle soap mixed in. Content with the mess she had created, Lygari flicked her ears, catching the sound of the human returning to plan the morning activities and feed their animals.

She waited until the human was nearly at the stable door before trotting into her stall, pulling the door closed behind her. With a final glance at the ruined stable, Lygari lifted her head and made a sound almost identical to a human’s whistle, a three-note tune. From around the corner trotted the barn dog, tongue lolling, following the human’s command for him to approach them. He walked right into the middle of the mess, reaching down to sniff at something right as the human slid the door open.

Lygari was as close to smiling as a horse could get, listening to the human scream and scold the dog while pretending to be unsettled. They never caught her; she always found a way to place the blame on something else, or make it seem like an accident. By day, she was a sweet little obedient mare, but when the moon rose into the darkened sky, her eyes would shine with a devilish glint, ready to cause trouble.

Now she only had to wait until nighttime to wreak havoc once again.


word count: 427

Username: Bella278436
Tolter's name: The Sun Still Shines // Sunny
Gender:Mare
Halter: Light Blue with suns
Writing Piece: Will do later

I want to guess, please!
Username:groenii
Name of Stuffalynn: Pickle
Number: 11
Thank you!

I want to guess, please!
Username: ..Blue..
Name of Stuffalynn: Rose
Number: 8
Thank you!

I want to guess, please!
Username: [Cojinxleafbelle]
Name of Stuffalynn: [Ivy]
Number: [7?]
Thank you!

Hello! I'm Soulfirewolf, an owner of 1 in the Hazard cat community. Although I don't post much on the FanClub I love my current Hazard dearly and try to develop him as much as can. I couldn't help but fall in love with this lil girly and felt the need to try for her, and even if I don't win them I may use the concept for later uvu I really love the colors and the idea I had in mind when I saw her, and the theme song you used was perfect ;o; I hope I could show my love of this Hazard through my form. I apologize if it tues out to be rather long, I have a habit of doing that ;w;

Malloren at first meet is rather cold and mysterious, never giving you her true personality. She tends to change quite a bit, always picking up what her atmosphere seems to be acting like and instantly changing to be more like them in order to fit in, and sometimes gain their trust to steal from them later on. Nobody except Tobias really knows what goes on inside Loren's head or how she seems to match her surroundings so easily, never showing any sign of being any other kind of Hazard. Due to this adaptable ability she is commonly called a chameleon by her few friends that she has and trusts. To strangers, however, she's the Siren. No, she cant sing and make people do what she wants, but its her stage name. Once a day she goes to the park and sings, and others see her as this poor abandoned little girl that doesn't and never will have a true home. She, however, knows otherwise. Malloren, to her peers, is actually really sweet and helpful. She does anything she can to help them, even if it meant giving up something she had (and she doesn't have much). She loves to help others in disguise when she and Tobias aren't conning other hazards, which can actually be quite often. To herself, Mal once saw a poor defenseless girl with nowhere to go. Now, she sees her at this puppeteer, and the community her puppet. if she plays with the strings the right way she can make anyone do whatever she wishes, even those who think control her. She isn't just some defenseless girl who lives on the streets, she's a con artist that will do anything to get money. Deep down, however, she just wants a real home to call her own, not some alleyway that she was lucky enough to end up in

I didn't want to do it, run away from home. I had to though, it was not mine to call home any longer.
---
Mal lay in her room, listening to the pit pat pit pat of rain sound on the roof of her home. The loud boom of thunder cracked every once and awhile, and a sudden streak of deadly lightning would shatter the sky and lighten the room for a brief moment. She could hear the screaming wind, listening it as if it were a song. "I can't sleep." She murmured, as if an answer would come from ther wind. As if on cue another gush of wind sang out, lightning and thunder boomed together, allowing Mal to have a pleased smile. she hummed along with the song filled wind, everything seeming like another stormy night. That changes as soon as the terrifying drone of tornado sirens filled the air, Mal widening her eyes in alarm. "We never get tornados here." She whispered frantically. She darted as fast as she could into her parents room, seeing them awake and already heading out of their door. "Mal to the basement!" Her father said, slight nervousness edging his voice. Mal ran for the basement, believing her parents were behind her the entire time. She took shelter in a tiny corner that she seemed was safe, seeing her father coming not to far behind. A female scream rang through the air, Mal widening her eyes as she heard it. "Mama!" She cried out, tears welling up as her father headed for the scream. "Papa!" She added, scrambling up the stairs. Tears ran down her cheeks as she could see the outside, her home being torn apart piece by piece by this windy beast. "Ma? Pa?" She called out. "Oof!" Was her last notice as she was knocked backwards into the basement by debris, skidding across the floor under their heavy wooden table.
---
Mal awoke to the sound of more sirens, however they weren't tornado, but the paramedics, and an immense pain in her back leg. She glanced around, still in a daze, looking at this huge table smashing her little leg. At first she seemed to shrug it off, widening her eyes as she noticed the blood coming from it. She screamed, begging for someone to help and get her out. Not to much longer later, she was rescued and rushed to the hospital. Within days she was treated, however the tornado made its mark. She had several scars and, due to a severe infection, an amputated leg. It didn't help once she learned her parents were in critical condition and there was a chance they couldn't make it. The final blow was given when she returned back to her home to find nothing but rubble there, a few of her and her parents belongings once every here and there. After a few hours of desperately digging she found her beanie, her mothers golden locket, and her fathers large red gloves. She took all three, never taking them off. "I can't... I can't stay here anymore. I have no home." Mal whispered, clear tears sliding down her face. She turned her back on the place she once called home, the place that she had grew up, the place that was now nothing but a pile of rubble. Runaway.
---
Malloren trotted down the street, drips of blood falling from her side. She would stumble and sometimes fall every here and there, having a hard time getting used to her now gone leg. Her paws burned, blisters and dry cuts searing with pain she hadn't known she could ever feel. Her stomach now growled, a hungry beast awakening. "Great, I've got no home, no family, and no food." She hissed in annoyance, staring at the city she had walked into. Cara raced past her on the streets, angry screams and hollers coming from inside as someone seems to go slower than the limit or some other issue. Poor Mal sighed, desperately searching for a home or something to at least shelter her. She looked up, attempting to catch the attention of the larger hazards that towered above her. "Sir do you..? Ma'am, could I..? Could someone please..." She would call out, not a single one seeming to care about the poor little runt. Despite the loud noise of the city she heard some chuckling and felt a presence behind her. She whirled around rapidly, coming face to face with a male somewhat older than she was. "Oh, hello there, uh, how can I help you...?" She asked nervously, staring at the grinning hazard. He said nothing, beckoning her to follow him. "How do I know I could trust you?" She growled, fleeting her claws. She then realized she had nothing to lose, she had already lost everything- including a limb- what else could happen? Mal sighed, following the black hazard cat. Upon further inspection she noticed the shadows around him seemed to swirl and she found it rather mesmerizing. The dark mysterious hazard led her into an alleyway, and she refused to go in all the way. "What's your name, sir?" She called out to the young male. He turned around violently and his blank eyes met hers. "The names Tobias, but most call me the shadow." He said, holding his paw out for her to shake it. She wouldn't. "Hm, you should get back home little girl." He muttered. She turned away and her eyes watered at the word home. Another tear ran down her cheek. "Little girl, why are you crying?" He asked, although his voice showed no signs of emotion. He didn't really seem to care, and if anything his little smirk made him look pretty happy about his new find. He hummed, narrowing his eyes as he waited for her to respond. "I had to runaway, runaway from my home that no longer exists. My parents that may or may not be alive. I've got nowhere to go nor do I have anything to eat." she murmured. He smirked. "Runaway eh? Well, come with me kid. Ill show you the way of the streets." he said, leading her farther into the darkness of the alley.
---
3 years later
Mal grinned, her tail swishing back and forth. "I think im ready Tobias." She said, staring up at her mentor and friend who sat on top of a garbage bin. Her once innocent and sweet little whisper of a voice now a loud and cold boom, and although she was still little she showed no signs of acknowledging it. She was tiny but mighty, acting as if she were tougher, bigger and stronger than all the rest. "Good, you and I have made a good team. I'm glad I found you, little girl." He said, his blank eyes somehow seemed to show happiness. "Im no little girl." Mal growled seriously, but smiled a bit after to show she was playing around. "Us teacups have to stay together, amiright?" Toby said with a grin, flashing his cold smile. Mal loved and trusted him now and that wasn't going to change. "Now today we con a man, fool a crowd, then make our way to the park to get more money from 'Siren,' then we come back here to get something to eat and we can relax the rest of the day depending on how much time each task takes. Easy?" He asked her, hopping down and landing silently right net to Mal. "Easy. She confirmed. Her favorite part was when she became Siren, the poor little beat up Orphan that can sing and dance much better than anyone else could. This was her new life, and she wouldn't change a single thing.
---
I may not have turned out the best but I love myself and that's what matters...

Art
By me
By me
By Vantas

Possibly marking to try out, possibly to just watch, dunno yet

Username: pine tree
Name: Casino, prefers Cassi
Gender: female
Personality: Nervous, tends to hide from anyone and anything that approaches her. Pretty sweet once you get to know her though. She never stays in one place for too long, and continually travels around the city. Her only possession is a deck of cards from a casino in New Orleans. She has recorded her most important memories on several of the cards, planning to continue with this as major events take place in her life.
Story:
I could see the small creature as it lay curled up in a cardboard box. I probably never would have given it a second thought, but I saw that it had a bandage around its paw. The bandage was dirty and crusted with dry blood, and I doubted the injury beneath was any better off. I approached as quietly as I could, kneeling down and slowly unwrapping the bandage from the paw. The creature didn't stir. I wet a cloth from my pack with water from my flask and cleaned the wound. Still it didn't stir. I pulled out some fresh bandage and finally wrapped the paw up again, and just as I turned to leave, I heard a soft voice. "Thank you." It said. I turned around, but there was no one there. Only a single playing card lying in the dirt. I smiled to myself, picked it up, and continued on my way.

"Blink one eye at a time so you never miss anything."

My Name Is:Ichias
I'm a ♂
I love: Flying around and tease others a bit <: but just in a funny way!
I hate: Cloudy nights and the heat...
I live: In a tree trunk near a forest. But i'm also free to fly over a little meadow right in front of the forest
My Favorite Hobby Is: Collecting all kind of fir cones, when they fall down from the trees
I Hope Will Love Me. C:
(With your "eyebrows" everyone will love you :3)

I Hope Will Love Me. C:

My Name Is: Peanut Butter
I'm a ♂
I love: Owls because sometimes they have eyebrows just like mine.
I hate: Bats! They're scary and eat little bugs ono What if they try to eat me?
I live: In a birdhouse. An owl used to live there but she moved her nest into the tree instead when she got too big.
My Favorite Hobby Is: Collecting all the old bird feathers that fall on the ground. They're really comfy to sleep on!
I Hope BlueRocketMouse Will Love Me. C:

Ahh I love how the colors of the markings go so well with the coat color ;v;
Well done, iShame!

Username: broken*
Name: Alana
Age: five years
Gender: Mare
Gif: click

Red skies at
Night sailor's
Delight

Red skies in
Morning, sailor's
Warning

Ends in 5 days!

Username: ImogenEquine
Tolter's name: Rhythm 'n' Blues // Blue
Gender: stallion
Halter: music themed (black and white)
Theme: Starry Eyed, by Lana Del Rey (Unreleased)

Username: iStarz
Tolter's name: ÇwÇ One Day 'Day'
Gender: Mare
Halter: orange camouflage
Theme: One Day - original by Matisyahu; cover by Emblem 3 I love emblem3 and this song is so inspirational, but the original sounds like it's in a different language and sounds horrible so I compromised.

Username: Chibi~Predator
Tolter's name: Iridescent
Gender: mare
Halter: Black
Theme: Iridescent by Linkin Park