[SnowFlies]

Username: SnowFlies
Equid's Name: Vespa
Height: 14,1 hh
Age:
Gender: Mare
Story: WIP
Art: WIP

Withdrawing.

[~punkstache]

she is absolutely stunning <333

[CaveyCave]

Omg
i've died and gone to heaven

Username:
Equid's Name: Millie.
Height: 14,1 hh
Age: 10
Gender: Mare
Story:
Millie stepped out of her little cave in the mountain and walked to the edge, clip clop. She stood at the edge and looked down. The sun shone on her and the wind tickled her soft fur, but soon she realised the sun had tricked her again as she gave a little shiver of cold.
She took a deep breath, jumped off the cliff and onto a bank just below, whinnying as she did.
She stopped
Another Equid was looking at her funny. She walked up to the other mare and nodded her head in respect. Faline, the other mare, looked round her, checking out her coat. Millie giggled as she did this as her face was as serious as a rock, if they can be serious that is...
Faline stopped, looking extremely fluffy in her winter coat,
Eh...where are your, like, line thingys, your Quips? She asked, looking totally confused
I…ur….i don’t have any… Millie turned her head and looked round her body as well and saw that she didn’t, was that bad?
Faline gave a half smile and jumped down towards the meadows. Millie stared for a bit before jumping down to follow.
She’d never been in the meadow before, the grass was long and tickled her legs with small dew drops and her and Faline walked around.
Faline suddenly disappeared. Millie looked to see where she went and saw her legs sticking up out of nowhere. She was rolling!
Millie trotted around and spotted a long river. It was running quite fast but Millie didn't see the danger, she was a huge equid compared to Faline so she should be okay. Only problem, she had never been through a river.
Millie lifted her legs up high and tried to place her hoof ON the water top, only to be surprised as it went through. She lifted it out quickly and looked down at her sodden leg.
Maybe another day, for now she'll stick to the mountains and meadow.

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note: I own Faline

[KAHarder]

Username: Legendhasit
Equid's Name: Georgia
Height: 14,1 hh
Age: 3
Gender: Mare
Story: I heard a whinny. It wasn't from my kind however. Like I'd care; they didn't trust me and I didn't trust them. They thought I was wicked because of my brindless coat. The truth is, I never was wicked. Their disapproving looks and unscrupulous gossip molded and morphed me into a creature I never thought I'd become. I had become a foe to all. I grew to resent my fellow equids for their fear towards me and so I left. Not far, mind you. Just far enough away so I wouldn't have to see their faces twisted in disgust but close enough to run to them incase of danger. And here I was, standing in bitterness, when I hear a whinny. I would’ve run away, but it didn’t sound like a threat. The hoofbeats pattered like a steady drum, not speeding to an attack. The curiousity got the better of me and I looked towards the sound. From the distant hills I could see a horse. But it was not alone. Something was on its back, and it was moving. My heartbeat threatened to rupture. It must be an attack. Why else would a horse be carrying a man in these mountains? I could not move though. Every muscle in my body, every bone, refused to budge. My eyes rolled back. This is the end of my freedom. The horse got closer. I could hear a gentle laughter like wind chimes roll from the human. What is this? Men don’t laugh with delight. They laugh with cruelty. Steadily coming still was the horse. I could now see that what I thought was a man was in fact...Four giggling girls. Ever worse. I let out a snort of frustration. They had me frightened for nothing. The horse that I could now see clearly had a coat the color of melted butter and a mane as curly as a raspberry bush. Its eyes penetrated my eyes and I had to look away. I heard a scream. “Another horse! Oh, she’s so lovely!” I prick my ears towards the girl against my will. If I am able to look uninterested, they usually go away. No such thing happened. Four clumsy, bustling girls jumped off the horse’s back and ran towards me. I reared back in surprise. What is with this? Can’t they take a message?” Like a rock, they kept coming. I gave up on intimidation and instead let myself be pet by these ragamuffins. I look towards the horse and plead with my eyes for help but she had already started to graze. I watched one of the girls start to pull something from her pocket. My eyes widened in horror. A gun? A handful of ribbons. I let out another snort. This was going to be a long day.

After a half hour, my neck mane had been ‘prettified’ as the girls said. Many tufts of hair had been pulled into a ribbon. Although I still hated the process, they had let me graze while they continued their crazy antics. “We should call you Georgia,” A girl whispered to me. “It’s such a pretty name to match you.” WIP
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[Alaska.]

Username: Alaska.
Equid's Name: Emily
Height: 14,1 hh
Age: 4
Gender: Mare
Story: WIP
Art: WIP

(Your designs get more and more beautiful!)

[Fallen Shadows]

Username:
Fallen Shadows
Equid's Name:
Via ad Lumen
Height:
14,1 hh
Age:
5
Gender:
Mare
Story:
The stars twinkled as my mom climed up to a small ridge, to give birth to me. The slope looked down into a sparkling sapphire ocean. The fall might kill a equid. When I was born, my mother thought of naming me Quip, to make up for my lack of markings when I stood up. She had staggered back to give me room. Mom was halfway down, when herr hooved caught in a groove, breaking most of them, but keeping her there. I remember crying out "Mummy!" In a small, high pitched neigh. Before she fell, she had yelled to me "You shall be my Via ad Lumen!" And her suffering had ended. After making it back to my herd, I was named after her last words, and I had found out it was latin for 'Way to Light'. By using her last words, backing up my fiery personality and coat, I really will be her way to light.
Art:
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[vanerfreak]

Username:

vanerfreak

Equid's Name:

QuintionElla (Quin-tin-ella) Qwerty for short

Height:

14,1 hh

Age:

3

Gender: Mare
Story:

~*~* WIP*~*~

Art:

~*~*WIP*~*~

[tinydoodles]

Username: tinydoodles
Equid's Name: McKarin
Height: 14,1 hh
Age: 2
Gender: Mare
Story: WIP
Art: WIP

[G.L'S]

Username: G.L'S
Equid's Name: Roxanne
Height: 14,1 hh
Age: 3
Gender: Mare
Story:

"Hey Roxy! Roxy! Roxy wants Moxy!"

"Shut up dirtface!"
Roxanne squealed indignantly to the teasing colt.

"Aw c'mon Roxy, everybody knows you're sweet on Mocharius, the lead's son,"
The colt teased further. Roxanne couldn't stand him, or the lead's son who was making kissy faces at her. She hated his 'Roxy' nickname they coined her with and everytime she saw either one of them, they just did their best to annoy her further. She'dve loved to just drill both of them into next week, but both their parents lived in the herd and the lead probably wouldn't stand for it.

"Just go away Thorny,"
Roxanne sneered as she turned away from the colt, ignoring Mocharius completely. Thorianus hated when she called him Thorny and she grinned as the irritation manifested on his face. He opened his mouth to protest but quickly shut it as she laughed and trotted away from him. Thorianus may have been a pain in her butt but he was an easy pain to deal with. Luckily there was only him, Mocharius and herself in the herd that were their age, so there weren't many that pestered her; the yearlings used to play some nasty tricks but the lead drove them out in the spring so her problems were down to just two.

As she trotted along, she walked past her parents and smiled sweetly.
"Can I go exploring?"
She asked hopefully. She was eight months old now and barely needed her parents for anything. Yet still, she wasn't allowed out of eyesight.

Her father looked up and gazed over his daughter with a mixed expression.
"Alright"
he said finally.

"Yay!"
Roxanne squealed and bolted for the woods but slid to a stop at the sound of her father's booming voice indicating that Romanus had to go with her. She groaned at the thought of going exploring with her filly-crazed twin brother and knew she'd probably make it to the nearest shrub before he took off to go find any girls nearby. She went to go ask Romanus until a devious lie crept into her mind.
"I already asked him, he's at the stream and said to meet him there."
She smiled to herself because she knew he wasn't anywhere nearby and she was allowed to go to the stream on her own.

Her father, however seemed a little skeptical of his daughter's words but seemed to let it slide.
"Alright, stick close to him."

"Okay Papa, thank you!"
she called as she darted towards where the stream was. She cantered until she was out of her parents' sight then ducked into the thickets for her own version of exploring.

The forest had never seemed so beautiful and enchanted as it did in that moment. As she walked through the thickets, she felt like the woods around her was full of magic and magical creatures. As she gawked around in awe, she didn't see the tree roots and tripped over them, falling face-first in the dirt. She skidded to the edge of a hill and tried to get up again.

"Aw man!"
She moaned thinkning the little dirt patches on her face were the least of her worries. As she stood to stand, she lost her footing and tumbled down the hill.
"WAAAAAA!"
She screamed until her voice was muffled when she landed in a muddy embankment at the edge of a pool of water. Checking to make sure she wasn't hurt, she stood up and shifted her legs to test for pain when she heard screams from in front of her.

"AAAH MUD MONSTER! WE'RE GONNA DIE!"
Roxanne looked up to see Mocharius and Thorianus staring at her with terror in their eyes. She was highly confused until she looked at herself and noticed she was covered head ot hoof in mud. Smiling like a wicked fiend, she knew how she could finally get back at them for all the teasings.

"NYAHGLUBGHAH!"
She screamed and charged towards the two colts who bolted in terror toward their parents. Too wrapped up in her scaring game, she followed them all the way back to the herd where she was met with furious parents, a confused Romanus, an irritated lead stallion and the unnaproving glares of many mares.

"Roxanne..."
Her father uttered slowly. Roxanne knew to gulp because that was when he was at his angriest. She scuffed the dirt and moved over towards the 'time out' spot many metres away from the rest of the herd. She knew she was in big trouble and waited for when her father eventually came out to talk to her.
"I'm extremely disappointed in you. You lied and scared the daylights out of the colts, do you believe that is decent behaviour?"

"No, I'm sorry Papa,"
Roxanne muttered guiltily.

"You better be. You're to spend until nightfall out here before you're allowed back in the herd and no exploring for you until we can learn to trust you again."
He father said sternly before he left. Roxanne felt like a royal heel the rest of her time alone and vowed to hever do such a thing again.
And she never did.

* note: all other characters are not real equids

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[Abhorsen]

Username: Abhorsen
Equid's Name: Libra
Height: 14,1 hh
Age: 2 years
Gender: Mare
Story:
Art:



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