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Hi, I’m Phina Wolf, but you
can call me Phina. I
am currently involved with
Khims and Kalons, so PM if
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arranging a breeding!
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by Rescue2001 » Mon May 07, 2018 2:18 pm
username; Rescue2001
name; Nomad // When Time Goes By
gender; stallion
place; Asia ( China and India area mostly )
story;
Nomad loves traveling, everywhere he goes he picks out a souvenir. When he went to Asia he went to a bunch of smaller countries and found so many cool but different things. He finally found things he liked that he could wear, his saddle and chest piece are from china. His ropy blanket is from around Bangladesh. His leg bands are from India. His bridle is from Napal in which was the place he started at in Asia and then he went to India, then Bangladesh and then to China. The main reason why he picked Asia was because he loved all the folklore, all the patterns and colors, he just loved all that and he so badly wanted to go there and when he finally did he did not regret any bit of it, especially saving his outfit souvenirs for those certain places. After his visit to Asia he then went to Russia in which he was not dressed for the occasion.
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by ExVenor » Mon May 07, 2018 2:30 pm
username; Half Tree
name; Nomad of Nowhere // wip <33
gender; Stallion
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by Vinson » Mon May 07, 2018 3:56 pm

username; vinson
name; khalil (friend, arabic)
gender; stallion
place; khövsgöl, mongolia
story; His nostrils puffed out a breath of cool air, the scent of water filling his nose as he breathed in deeply. It was quiet now, at 3am, no one here to disturb the natural beauty of the lake. The blue water rippled under his lips, sending out tiny waves into the deep void. It was still slightly dark, the light of dawn not yet peaking over the wooded hills, but the orange sand was still prominent under his hooves. He had never been to a place as serene as this, as peaceful and quiet and stunningly beautiful. The sand shifted under his hooves, wet from the lake water that smelled of moss and trees and now him. He stood just up to his cream colored fetlocks, tack not yet touching the water. His cream legs stood out starkly against the blue, but it was nice, he thought. He took a single sip out of the lake, water once again sent out in waves under his strong breath. A single bird cried out, the bushes ruffled, and Khalil stepped out of the water and back into the wet sand. He wanted to stay here forever, to enjoy the serenity of the place, but he couldn't bear to disturb it. He glanced once more out along the lake, burning the image into his mind, before he turned and continued onward, forever moving and fluid.
From all of his other travels he had taken a small memento, a pebble, a leaf, a small shop bought souvenir. The little leather pouch was nestled against his hip, but now it seemed to intrude more than ever. He had taken nothing from Khövsgöl, nor could he bear to. How could he, when the natural balance of the place was so perfect? It seemed as if he were to take something, anything at all, it would all fall apart. He peered back down the game trail he had taken away from the lake, looking one last time at the water. The sun would not rise for some time now, but Khalil was happy seeing it, and leaving it, in the cover of darkness. Usually he would travel by day and sleep at night, but seeing how wonderful and breathtakingly gorgeous everything was at night, he didn't know if he could bear to look on it in the brightness of day. He shook his head, talismans and beads rattling, and forced himself to continue on the game trail. Perhaps he would begin to travel by day, he thought, hooves carrying him away. Perhaps.
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