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[SerenWish]

Username:sapphirespirit
Name: Doktè Sòsyè (witch doctor in Haitian Creole)
Gender: Stallion
Color: Silver Sooty Buckskin
Breed: Haitian Mustang X Florida Cracker

The Haitian mustang is what they call them today, and truthfully i am unaware as to their true origins. However, both of the breeds listed above were introduced to Haiti by the Spaniards. The Haitian horses now are described as

“Barb type, under 14 hands, 500 lbs, tough-as-nail, beasts that live on whatever they can forage in desert like conditions".

add in another breed in the mix,the Florida Cracker, and he now isn't too terribly short, or underweight. ^^

Design him a Festival:'
Every year, on October 26th, The tribes people of a small, near forgotten Haitian town gather in their Village center. They carry with them magnificent offerings and impressive feasts. Every townsperson , every man woman and child, chatter excitedly as they decorate their village. Each passage decorated with brightly colored flowers, each street scattered with equally colorful petals. Dusk has fallen- and the last golden rays trinkle through the clouds and amplify the excitement in the townspeople. the children laugh and squeal in delight among themselves-chasing one another through the crowds in search of the best view they can get. Slowly but surely the people gather round the streets , each aiming for the best possible view of the road leading into the village. For this night, this hallowed eve, The parade of Loas was to come to their humble village. This new and rapidly growing tradition, oddly enough, as a prank. Young adolescents would take fast mounts and dress as Rival Tribe's Loas. They would then ride through the village-destroying and stealing what they could. They would then ride to the next village and repeat their efforts. There was much squabbling in the land- many threats of war, much confusion. Until, that is, the various local witch doctors and voodoo queens caught wind of it. They dare not mock the Loas, you see. They know of their power.
One night the hellacious group was about their mockery. The elders -these witch doctors and voodoo queens- had grown tired of their antics, and had planned to stop it. No one is quite sure how they stopped it- perhaps they called upon their Loas for powers to do so. All that is known, is that the group disappeared, and left behindtheir fine mounts. One, in particular, was a fine large stallion, with hair like silver and a pelt like dirt smudged gold. He had a wild look in his eyes, but had a gentle heart and temperament. The eldest of the group claimed him as his own, and when the elders had planned to change this awful prank, into an honorable tradition- He took his fine stallion to each competition. Surely, his Loa had favored him. For each obstacle he was faced with , the stallion passed through with flying colors. Given this awesome ability- They all agreed that He should lead the parade through the towns. And to please Each Loa, and keep their favor- The eldest named him Simply "Witch Doctor" in their native tongue, and dresses him in simple and similar ritual items used by the villages. A peaceful , unified Mount, to lead the Parade of Loas was a fine idea to the elders. To bring peace and unity to the lands.
So, each night starting early in October, and continuing until early November, one witch Doctor from each tribe takes their finest steed and decorate them in a particular Voodoo Loa's garb- be it their symbols painted on the mounts, or their accessories pinned along the tack and hair of the mount. One way or another, they decorate their mount to resemble the Tribe's selected Loa. Each Steed must first compete in a series of tests-designed by said Witch doctors and Voodoo Queens, to deem whether or not they are worthy to carry the Loa's persona through the various villages. It is said that if the Loa is pleased- the tribe will have it's blessing and favor. However, if the Loa is not amused, the village then experiences terrible turns of events, and awful Loa curses.
As you can imagine, each tribe does their very best to please their Loa.
And each parade night- though at times with a different rider- The fine Silver haired stallion leads the Parade of Loas- reminding all of their peaceful communities, of their unity in Life's struggles.

oh my giddy aunt. you know of my voodoo habits. this little guy fits right along there too! Gonna try hardtop get him!!
Can we add anything? (art,story,etc?)


ART:

POEM:
WIP

Not surprisingly, you get to take him home! XD

[sapphirespirit]

Username:sapphirespirit
Name: Doktè Sòsyè (witch doctor in Haitian Creole)
Gender: Stallion
Color: Silver Sooty Buckskin
Breed: Haitian Mustang X Florida Cracker

The Haitian mustang is what they call them today, and truthfully i am unaware as to their true origins. However, both of the breeds listed above were introduced to Haiti by the Spaniards. The Haitian horses now are described as

“Barb type, under 14 hands, 500 lbs, tough-as-nail, beasts that live on whatever they can forage in desert like conditions".

add in another breed in the mix,the Florida Cracker, and he now isn't too terribly short, or underweight. ^^

Design him a Festival:'
Every year, on October 26th, The tribes people of a small, near forgotten Haitian town gather in their Village center. They carry with them magnificent offerings and impressive feasts. Every townsperson , every man woman and child, chatter excitedly as they decorate their village. Each passage decorated with brightly colored flowers, each street scattered with equally colorful petals. Dusk has fallen- and the last golden rays trinkle through the clouds and amplify the excitement in the townspeople. the children laugh and squeal in delight among themselves-chasing one another through the crowds in search of the best view they can get. Slowly but surely the people gather round the streets , each aiming for the best possible view of the road leading into the village. For this night, this hallowed eve, The parade of Loas was to come to their humble village. This new and rapidly growing tradition, oddly enough, as a prank. Young adolescents would take fast mounts and dress as Rival Tribe's Loas. They would then ride through the village-destroying and stealing what they could. They would then ride to the next village and repeat their efforts. There was much squabbling in the land- many threats of war, much confusion. Until, that is, the various local witch doctors and voodoo queens caught wind of it. They dare not mock the Loas, you see. They know of their power.
One night the hellacious group was about their mockery. The elders -these witch doctors and voodoo queens- had grown tired of their antics, and had planned to stop it. No one is quite sure how they stopped it- perhaps they called upon their Loas for powers to do so. All that is known, is that the group disappeared, and left behindtheir fine mounts. One, in particular, was a fine large stallion, with hair like silver and a pelt like dirt smudged gold. He had a wild look in his eyes, but had a gentle heart and temperament. The eldest of the group claimed him as his own, and when the elders had planned to change this awful prank, into an honorable tradition- He took his fine stallion to each competition. Surely, his Loa had favored him. For each obstacle he was faced with , the stallion passed through with flying colors. Given this awesome ability- They all agreed that He should lead the parade through the towns. And to please Each Loa, and keep their favor- The eldest named him Simply "Witch Doctor" in their native tongue, and dresses him in simple and similar ritual items used by the villages. A peaceful , unified Mount, to lead the Parade of Loas was a fine idea to the elders. To bring peace and unity to the lands.
So, each night starting early in October, and continuing until early November, one witch Doctor from each tribe takes their finest steed and decorate them in a particular Voodoo Loa's garb- be it their symbols painted on the mounts, or their accessories pinned along the tack and hair of the mount. One way or another, they decorate their mount to resemble the Tribe's selected Loa. Each Steed must first compete in a series of tests-designed by said Witch doctors and Voodoo Queens, to deem whether or not they are worthy to carry the Loa's persona through the various villages. It is said that if the Loa is pleased- the tribe will have it's blessing and favor. However, if the Loa is not amused, the village then experiences terrible turns of events, and awful Loa curses.
As you can imagine, each tribe does their very best to please their Loa.
And each parade night- though at times with a different rider- The fine Silver haired stallion leads the Parade of Loas- reminding all of their peaceful communities, of their unity in Life's struggles.

oh my giddy aunt. you know of my voodoo habits. this little guy fits right along there too! Gonna try hardtop get him!!
Can we add anything? (art,story,etc?)


ART:

POEM:
WIP

Not surprisingly, you get to take him home! XD

omg thank you soo much!!