[c a b b a g e]

Username: Nikki~Mikki
Equid's Name: Rowan
Age: 5
Height: 14hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: First thing you should know; Rowan has Turret's syndrome. Sometimes he just can't control what he says. He is genuinely sweet, funny, compassionate, and a softy, but once he starts saying weird things out of the blue like "huff", or "blueberry", other equids automatically think he's weird and kind of abandon him. This has left Rowan a rather lonely soul, despite his outgoing and friendly nature. His friends will tell you that everyone else is missing out on a lively, spontaneous, and fun stallion. The friends he has now are very important to him, and although he can be a bit naïve at times, he values them, trusts them, and cares for them.
First impression:
You see a stallion beside the large apple tree, his coat a deep mahogany, with ivory and ebony quipping. You contemplate wether or not to greet him, and in the end decide to say hello. He seems friendly, and not to mention very handsome. "Hello, my name is _____" you say. The stallion turns to you and smiles.
"Hello, I'm -huff huff blueberry squirrel-. Sorry, meant to say my name's Rowan. Nice to -huff blehrp- meet -blueberry- you, ____.-Kizow-, sorry about -hiccup- that. I can't -blueberry huff huff- control it. Today has been one of my -birdie birdie heyyyyy butterfly- WORSE days for me. Sheesh. Stupid -moo- tongue." He said, sighing in exasperation. You smile a little, his words make you laugh.
"It's fine," you say. " It's kind of adorable." And to be honest, it kind of is. Rowan smiles, the white tip of his nose turning pink in a blush. His silver blue eyes twinkle a little bit, sparkling in what could only be described as friendliness.
"Well, I'm glad you -hummingbird sing along beep beep meow- feel that way. Most equids tend to think -windy huff huff blueberry- I'm weird." He admitted. You shoulder bump him friendlily.
"Well, I don't." You say and he grins. You have a feeling that it was the beginning of a wonderful friendship.

[Flicka]

Username: Flicka
Equid's Name: Crimson heart
Age: 3
Height: 14hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: CH is stubborn, bullheaded, confident, and dominant. He spends his time, on the prowl for mares. He has a cocky nature often flaunting in front of a stallion mocking him. Nickering sweetly to a mare right in front of another stallion. He often finds his kicks in annoying other brutes, stealing mares or making them afraid of him. He is feisty, his eyes light with a beautiful fire and his bellow rings with a confidence like no other. He is quite intelligent, don't let his boisterousness fool you. He's not just a big dummy he's got brains in his skull. Now here comes the stubborn part, he wont let anyone boss him around. However he doesn't really have a temper unless it comes to males or mares that are cocky and ignorant. When it comes to his mate although as tricky choosing will be he is looking out for a particular type of mare, he will be kind and caring to her and show her a love like no one who knows him would think he was capable of. When it comes to his foals he is stern and knowledgeable. He wants his foals to know about his life, their ancestors, the horrible ways of the world. But he can also be quite harsh especially when they come of age. He however will love them with all his heart especially when it comes to a filly. Filly's make his heart melt.
First impression: It's that this is my dreamquid. It was also that(mine was like OMG Someone listened to me about color suggestion <3 ) but looking at him he looks like a sad melancholy, his coat is different from the blood bay's I've seen, he looks almost ghostly like a red demon coming out of a nightmare. His eyes are gorgeous and his qupping I have to say is if I had ever gotten a custom blood bay like I said I wanted; i'd hope he'd look something like this.

[swag;]

Username: swag;
Equid's Name: Tabasco
Age: 4
Height: 14hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: (As long or short as you like.) Tabasco has a fiery personality, something that matches his coat. He is loud, rude and rather obnoxious. This stallion has a hard time accepting the word 'no' and tends to be stubborn in any kind of situation. If it's not his way, it's the highway; case closed. Tabasco likes to be on the go all the time and never seems to slow down, there certainly is never a dull moment in the life of this stallion!
First impression:
The first impression of this stallion is obviously his coat. It is a different color, blood bay that is, not too many equids have it.
Equids come up to him, expecting someone or rather, something else. They usually approaching him with a friendly smile, wave of their ears, mane, or tail only to receive a loud snort from the stallion and kicking at the ground.
Tabasco likes to taunt males and expect a fight out of them, especially if their is a mare around.
However if it is simply a mare, no one else, Tabasco flips on his charming side, a stranger really. The stallion will become flirty, joking and best of all, nice. Three traits that he truly isn't.
Yes the first impression of this stallion is quite strange but rather amusing to watch.

[Caskett]

Username:
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Age: Atticus
Height: 14hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Atticus is a daydreamer, a passionate being full of emotion and inspiration and appreciation for small things in life. Very observant, he often picks up on small details a more driven or focused Equid might miss. He loves the way the sun rises on the mountains and the clouds give them a purplish hue, the way the grass tickles his nose and winds in his tail when he grazes, and how after it rains, little white flowers seem to pop up everywhere, just like magic. Or the way it smells when the sky is about to open up and unleash a torrent down upon the Earth. He loves to pick up sticks and make sculptures or draw with his hooves in the dirt, even smashing berries onto rocks to create beautiful colors. To him, the world is a canvas, for him to put his emotions onto in a way that others can understand. Often, he is frustrated by his inability to express himself (which is explained in the first impression) and so art is the only way he feels he can communicate. He doesn't have many friends, and has trouble connecting with other Equids. He wants someone to understand what he goes through, but feels like that would be impossible.
First impression:
The first impression Atticus gives is usually not the one that lasts, after you get to know him. He is often found doing funny things with twigs and branches, or trying to reach the little blue berries that grow on the trees, or even gazing up at the clouds, appearing lost in thought. Many Equids just assume he's antisocial and a little weird, and don't bother to talk to him, so they don't even get the chance to have a first impression of him. Those that do, however, are immediately put off by his rudeness. When they go up to him, and offer a "how do you do?" or a "hi, nice to meet you," not only does Atticus not respond, he just flat out ignores them. Doesn't even acknowledge their existence. After a beat or two, the Equid will probably try again. Louder, this time. "I said HEY!" But, much to their frustration, this beautiful bay boy will just keep on grazing, acting like nothing is happening. Finally, this now quite annoyed Equid will march right up to Atticus' face, and startle him so much that he scrambles backwards, ears back in surprise! Confused, the new Equid will apologize. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. But why weren't you answering?" And Atticus will make a face somewhere between a smile and a wince, and try to explain, without hearing any words he may or may not be saying, that no, he didn't respond because he is deaf. Sometimes, Equids manage to understand him, but most of the time his whinnies and neighs come out unintelligible, just random sounds filling the air as he tries to communicate. He wants to say he's sorry, he would have looked up sooner, he was just enjoying the tickling feeling of the grass on his nose, and not paying attention to what was around him, so he didn't see the Equid. He really should work on being more present, it was just, sometimes he gets lost in a daydream, and surely the other Equid would understand? Most times, they don't, though, and so leave with only that first impression of an unfortunate deaf Equid lost in a world without sound and a body without a voice. Those rare few who stay will be the ones who experience his unbridled joys and sorrows, anger and relief and emotions unhindered by words; the truest forms of pain and happiness and everything in between, all pouring out of this one lonely stallion.

[snowbutt.]

Username: SleepingWithSirens
Equid's Name: Cherokee
Age: 4
Height: 14hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: (As long or short as you like.)
;;appreciation for many beautiful things in the nature
;;finds much peace and relaxation when in quiet areas or surrounded by people close with
First impression:
//note;; This is written in the point of view of Metallic, who will be one of Cherokee's few close friends, as her doesn't trust many.//

I'd let out a loud sigh as I trotted onward, twigs snapping under my heavy hooves..Soon I'd arrive to the stream that I often drank at, stopping right before it before peering around to get a sense of what..or more of who's..around me. My ear would flick before giving a slight nod and bending down, my tongue slipping out as I'd drink from the stream. The echoing sound of a twig snapping would ring out before me as I'd skittishly look up, directly into the grey-blue orbs of a WME. I'd take a small step back, my eyes roaming his coat, the white in it's mane and elsewhere. I'd give a small nod in greeting, my gaze returning to his and locking. "H-hello.." I'd murmur out, my voice shaky and oddly quiet. He'd give a nod back, his posture full of confidence as his eyes would roam over my coat, making me squirm. He'd speak in a deep voice that carried on to my ears, sending shivers down my spine. "Hi. My name is Cherokee. And you are..?" He'd slowly seem to relax infront of her, a friendliness now about him. "I'm Metallic. How exactly did you get here? I mean. I looked around before getting a drink and you were no where to be seen. I'm sure I would've heard you before you made it that close to me." My head would tilt slightly to the side, my eyes calculating as I'd look to the open trees around the stream. Yep, I'd definitely of seen him. "You sure? I swear, you looked right at me." His voice would seem nervous and she'd let it slide.

[IceFire]

Username: IceFire
Equid's Name: Pyromack, Pie
Age: 4 years
Height: 14hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: fiesty, energetic, trouble maker, loves to be around fire and warm things.
First impression: His coat is one part of a first impression for me he looks like he had bathed in blood from the battles of his forefathers. Another is how his personality fits his look and rounds it off and second is how many avoid him in fear that he may cause them trouble as bad luck seems to follow all his fun.

[PollyPoos]

Username: PollyPoos
Equid's Name: Damu; Pronounced Dom-oo; Meaning Blood in Swahili
Age: 3 years
Height: 14hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Surprisingly Damu has a very contrast personality compared to his dark coat colors. He's a total and utter sweetheart who'd put anyone before himself. He is very social able willing to talk to anyone that'll have the time to listen. He is very light footed, able to keep his balance in most situations making him very elegant. Damu is a humorous stallion who would do anything to see another laugh, including making himself look like a fool. He can be a little persuasive with his words and is quite the charmer with his frisky appearance and fun attitude. This can make him very stubborn at times though, also persistent if a female is playing hard to get with him.
First impression: Most have the first impression of a heart-breaking, stone cold, macho stallion who would break you in pieces if you cross him. This all changes as soon as he gives his charming smirk and excited wide-eyed look to you. Then you instantly know he's not going to break you....just yet, maybe he was trying to see if you were worth his time? Nope, all he wants to do is give a warm greeting and trot on by without any problems or cares in the world. This surprises most people considering his looks are very intimidating and a personality like that probably doesn't belong in that body.

[midnight133]

Username: midnight133
Equid's Name: Bacchus
Age: 9
Height: 14hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Quite and keeps him self to him self, all though if he does befriend you he is kind and caring. He also has a great sense of humour but if it involves hurting someone he isn't up for it. He is highly intelligent and doesn't like taking things for granted, even the smallest luxuries. He is extremely protective over his loved ones and if any one them he would hunt the culprit down.
First impression: First impressions of this equid is that he is mysterious, intimidating, cold and calculated. He keeps his loved ones close and apparently he hunts anyone down who harms them. He is looked at as the good guy but a badass one as he doesn't always follow the rules to bring justice but he always does things for the right reasons. Most equids who are not part of the close knit group are afraid of him and want nothing to do with him as they fear he is part of the wrong crowd.

[Beewings]

Oh my gosh, I just can't resist!

Username: Beewings
Equid's Name: Bello (Italian for pretty)
Age: 6
Height: 14hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Bello never tries to be mean but it’s hard for him to control his temper. The one thing that can send him into a rage is if his speech impediment gets the best of him. Bello has a stutter that makes him self-conscious to talk with others. Not being able to say something makes him extremely infuriated and he will strike out. He’s also a pessimistic equid and can be a downer to others. Although many see him as just being a killjoy, or even being plain miserable, he just has anxiety. Bello is jittery and nervous which causes him to worry more then he should and see the bad in things. Throughout all the negativity and anger Bello actually can be pleasant and actually has a really sweet side that gets hidden by his uncontrollable temper. Even though he can’t always be happy, he at least gives an effort to pick up him mood when he can. He does have his bad days, or weeks in some cases, but he’s not all bad.
First impression: It was dark and it seemed like an endless expanse of nothing. As you watched, frozen where you stood, a light slowly came into focus. The light became a sort of mist that wafted around the emptiness. From the centre of the mist a figure emerged, it wasn’t human looking though which frightened you, yet as it approached you your body was filled with a sudden awe. The figure seemed to float like smoke and as it glided forward it appears to be horse like. The mist parts and its blood red coat gleamed in the dim light while the white fur shone like stars. Your eyes stare with wonder at it, a tall dark stallion with an expression full of rage. Then his eyes met yours, they pierce through you like daggers and you can feel the intensity from their icy blue depths. It burns yet chills you at the same time. His tail lashes and his ears pin back, you start to feel afraid again, and his anger is so strong you can feel its heaviness as if it was a sinister cloud. The stallion’s eyes seize you again and although you expect to see rage you find his gaze cold and dim with a sorrow that seems deeper than you can see. His eyes change again as he gets closer, his head low with curiosity and they turn warm, almost friendly, though only for a second. Soon he’s close enough that you could reach out to touch the white snip on his snout, but he stops and blinks. As his eyes shut yours open with a flash, darkness is all you see. Breathing hard you sit up in your bedroom and let the familiar surroundings comfort you, the dream still fresh in your mind.

[Merlin's Heir]

Username: Merlin's Heir
Equid's Name: Sanguine
Age: 3 years
Height: 14hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Sanguine, to those who know him, is true to his name - cheerful. A laughing, joke-loving prankster, Guin (GU-in) is the equid you go to for a smile. He's always got a funny trick up his sleeve - err, mane? - and never runs out of puns. He appreciates all kinds of respectful humor, from irony to totally ridiculousness. He is the kind of equid that will burst out laughing because of a stupid joke that he just made up on the spot.
Guin isn't just the fun-loving clown. He can also be very deep, sincere, and thoughtful. He is a kind, helpful gentleman, though this part of him is not seen as often as his joker side (he's almost always laughing with a large group of friends). He's always the first to volunteer to help with something, be it finding a lost foal's mother or helping an equid escape from the humans.
Guin is also a very curious equid that loves to learn. He knows that there is always something new to learn every day, and he is always excited to learn it. He is also quite imaginative - not just when it comes to making up jokes. He is quite the talented story-teller (and story-writer) and loves to act. He and his "Band of Bros," as he calls his group of friends, are often putting on performances for the other equids.
Loyal is another word to describe him. He always believes his friends and never lets them down. This doesn't mean he's going to trust just anyone, though - he is careful about choosing the right company, because he knows that the wrong company leads to bad things.
Now... When it comes to romance, Guin... Well, he's not the best and one of the best. You see, despite his very friendly and social personality, he finds it quite hard to admit that he likes someone. Once past that initial barrier, however, he is very loving and sincere. He understands the female race a little better than some other stallions do (probably due to the fact that his father died before he was born and he was the only boy in his family), so he's not completely lost on how to treat a lady. He is a very good listener and actually pays attention instead of spacing out during a long story. He's quite the nice guy - if her can just get past telling a mare that he likes her.
Impatient. Yep, that's right, Guin isn't perfect. He, too, has his faults. One of them, probably one of his biggest, is his impatience (right up there next to "too self-confident"). He always has trouble waiting for things, and while he does manage to keep most of his complaints to himself, it can make him a bit on edge and excitable.
Overall, Guin is a pretty nice guy. A loyal, helpful actor who can make anyone smile. I have to say, I'd love to have a friend like him.
First Impression: A stuck-up jerk or dark, evil overlord. Either those, or his true self. It really depends on the kind of equid that is getting this first impression and what kind of mood Guin is in at the time. Because it really all depends on how you look at others. I'll use my equids as examples.
Ithil, my adventurous mare who likes to imagine things all the time, got the impression that he was a ruler of evil (half due to her imagination, I must admit), partially because of his coloring and name (sanguine also means 'bloody'). He was plotting a comedy play with his friends, and he was going to play the antagonist. He walked up to Ithil and, half for practice for the play and half for fun, said, "Kneel before the Dark King Sanguine!" Ithil just took off running. She did come to know him better, though, and now those words are a joke between them.
Anvar, a serious, leader-like stallion, thought of him as a stuck-up jerk, despite his rarely basing his idea of someone off of a first impression. Guin was in one of his goofy moods and went around pretending to be a prince. "This ground is too dusty!" "These equids are not fit to socialize with me." "Take me back to my palace, attendants." You get the idea. Everyone else there already knew that Guin was just being silly, but Anvar, not knowing his ludicrous ways, mistook his act for his true nature and reproached him for it. Guin and his "attendants" (friends) just burst out laughing. They didn't get the chance to explain because Anvar, in despair, just left them to their hysterics. Someone else eventually told Anvar why it was so funny, but Anvar never did get to know Guin, unfortunately.
And then there's Endros, Guin's best friend and Ithil's son. Ithil warned him about Guin after the "Kneel before the Dark Lord Sanguine!" incident, but Endros didn't really take much notice of it (he doesn't judge someone before he's even met them). He has a bit of a joker side himself underneath his more distant layer, and suspected that perhaps Guin was just one of those equids who loved to joke and laugh. When Guin saw him, he recognized him as Ithil's son (Guin knows everyone's names and relations, being quite the social guy he is), he walked up and repeated what he said to Ithil. Endros, seeing the mischievous grin in Guin's eyes, played along, bowing and saying, "O, great Evil One, how may I serve thee that thou might sparest my poor life?" It went back and forth for a little bit before Guin couldn't contain his laughter any longer and went crazy with it. After that, Endros and Guin were the best of friends and Endros explained the whole thing to Ithil, who then accepted Guin's apology for freaking her out.
So, really, it all depends on which of his many moods Guin is in and what kind of equid is getting this first impression.