[|Shyba|]

I've trie for so many.. I think I will leave this guy alone XD Besides.. I love colorful mares.

[Fuscontidox]

This ends on my birthday!! 0o0

I really wanna tryout for him, I'll have to write up something and make everything perfect for this Angelic boy :3

Just a bit of a WIP still pulling this together more or less :3
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Owner: Fuscontidox
Name: Guardian Axel
Gender: Male
Age: 7
Height: 15 hh
Option(s): Story & Art

(1) Story:

Valiant wings of flawless white sprang from his flesh with utter grace, stretching as far as they could reach. His eyes the color of a fierce ocean, his short, sand-blonde hair swishing with wind. His jaw clenched as he glared at the ram horned beast, its black irises and red pupils, the horrid sent of its raw, burnt skin, and baring of its yellow canines.

He stood his ground, on alert, attack mode at the level code red, the starting battle in the snow lane tundra of Alaska. The storm of black, ice drenched clouds gathered all the wind it could muster, the snow swirled and wrapped between the two rival beings.

With a swing of his clenched, white-knuckled fist, his silver sword flashed into his grasp. He lunged at the smirking demon that stood as a hindrance to his mission. He charged, sword swinging in a single, swift, slash at the death reeking monster. No more than a scratch to the arm on the its raw skin. The staggering speed of the demon was enough to make one sick.

The nails of the demon grew into blade-like claws, and quickly punctured the guardian's side. The quick pain shook through him before he left a deep gash along the monster's face. The growing aura of anger and madness spun around the demon, the blood of his wound had not dried but froze.

With a mighty flap of his wings, the guardian lifted high enough in the black sky, grasping his side for but a minute before plummeting, head first towards the demon. His wings tucked, blade out stretched, the clanking of metal on metal rang as he snarled at the glow of good clashing with evil. The demon laughed and glared at the guardian, his horn as his shield.

"Face it Axel," he said in a gruff tone, "two rivals assigned to the same mission ain't gonna cut it, someone's gonna die, and the survivor's gotta claim the prize."

Axel chuckled, not a word was spoken from his mouth, he plunged his feet into the scarred face of his opponent and pushed away. The demon tumbled to the ground almost off the edge of the cliff, his fury hot enough to boil the snow.

Axel landed not far off, his head facing down, eyes closed, he took a deep breath and spun his sword in his finger tips. The monster chuckled under his breath a smile across his face, his anger still above a thousand degrees.

The sound of paws creeping in the snow, the clanking of chain and a sled storming through the snow. Axel looked up his eyes flashed around as he looked through the rising blizzard. His gaze locked on her slay, the faint echo of her voice as her dog sled came down the slope of the hill. The demon chuckled as he glanced at the girl coming towards them.

Axel lunged at the monster, the quiet sound of his blade running through skin. A raspy sound of agony shot out, Axel's gaze immediately locked on the girl. The demon saw a chance and as swiftly and wind, he kicked Axel away onto the ground and rushed at the girl.

Axel's face filled with terror as he rushed for the demon, jumping at him and pushing him to the ground. His actions, late as the demon's far stretched arm pushed the sled in a fierce, full-force action.

The girl could feel her heart jump and stop a second as she had hit something. Nothing was in sight though, she looked forward again and gasped as the sled headed for the edge of the cliff. Her dogs all stopped but the sled swung around, slamming into something and she tumbled off the cliff edge screaming.

Axel, stood quickly his wings tucked as he free fell off the cliff, head first towards the girl as she prayed out, salty ice stuck to her face from her silvery grey eyes. Her dark brown pony tail flapped like a flag in the wind. Axel reached for her hand that was stretching to grasp the sky she was slipping from, his fingers reaching to grasp her own...

~Fuscontidox

(2) Art: this is a head with wings to go with my story, of course my story is a little different than his actual look, after all it's supposed to represent an angel :3

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[TiNyHaNdS05]

Owner: TiNyHaNdS05
Name: Adam
Gender: Male
Age: 3
Height: 15 hh
Art: Boop

[Expresso.]

Owner: Expresso.
Name: Isarael
Gender: Male
Age: 8
Height: 15 hh
Option(s): Personality

Personality:
Isarael is a happy-go-lucky stallion who has an extremely positive attitude. He is very optimistic and can find greatness in everyone and everything. Although, his optimism can sometimes cause him to seem naive, as he believes nobody can be truly 'evil'. He enjoys the sunlight and loves to sun bake. However, his fair coat often result a baked Equid situation. Isarael is also a very loving and kind soul who would do anything to help others around him. He often sacrifice himself in order to provide for those in need. However, a downside to Isarael's personality is that many Equids and people take advantage of his kind heart and he often end up in a back situation. Although, his best friend Allie (my other Equid) always gets him out of trouble.

[sheepish]

Owner: .Touka
Name: Ludwig
Gender: Male
Age: 3 years
Height: 15 hh
Option(s): Art [✓] Personality [✓] Story [✓]

Art: Pixel Full Body


Personality Description: Sly || Industrious || Naive
There is a simple explanation to Ludwig's personality traits. He was one of the rare boys born into his small fairyquid herd. His sly side of him always has a say in things to get his way as devious as it may seem. He was a colt and the fillies of his heard wanted otherwise. He HAD to convince them to play in a game of tag or roll in the mud from time to time. Now for industrious. Once again. The fact that Ludwig was the only colt in his herd comes into play. He is naturally strong and protective of his extended family as his father was killed before he was acquainted with his first and only son. This boy takes pride in his work. Now lets jump over to naive. Ludwig has to react by instinct and thinking through a situation is not an option... well, that's his opinion. This naive nature also can be considered to be innocence and not only a lack of experience or judgement. He doesn't know what love is. Yet.

Story: An 'Unexpected' Encounter
Ludwig bounded ahead of his group as he noticed the land drop off in front of the group. Upon reaching the edge of this small cliff, he let his hooves stand near the very edge of the drop off to look toward the land ahead of him. Rippling fields that lead up to a great mountain that was said to be a safe zone for equids who were traveling great distances. Lifting his nose into the air, he took a deep breath of the fresh, cool breeze that swirled around him and ruffled his yellow and white mane. He loved the feeling of the wind. It was almost like he was born to run with it. Suddenly there was a squeal from his mother causing the young stallion to turn quickly to see what the problem was. Bright eyes scanning the area around them, his yellow-orange orbs landed on the creature hunting the equids as prey from day to day. This creature had a feline build and a fawn colored body and kept a low hunting crouch as it approached the small herd sending the mares to his side. He had to fight. Without a second thought, Ludwig sprung forward and sent his hooves directly toward the mountain lion's head, but the creature vanished to his side and took a swipe at his flank which he instinctively dodged. Twirling, he sent his back hooves toward the large cat and was satisfied when he felt his hinds hit soft fur and flesh. That satisfaction quickly faded when there was a stinging feeling down his left hind. The cat had made a decent counter offense. Bringing himself away from the creature, he backed a bit until he had room to rear and let out a battle cry as his eyes flashed with anger and his nostrils flared. No one messed with his herd. Bringing his sharp hooves down, he struck the cat in the shoulder causing it to turn and flee. Ludwig knew it would be back. Turning to his small group, he snorted and tossed his head while his cat like tail flicked to indicated he wanted them to follow. Picking up into a gallop fueled by adrenaline, he followed the cliff edge until he found a couple rocks that would act as footholds into the valley that led to the mountain. They needed to get there and soon.

[gallivant]

Owner: .:Whisper:.
Name:
Gender: Male
Age: 3 years
Height: 15 hh
Option(s): [] art [] Personality [] Story

[Haze-L-Kitten]

Owner: HazleKitten
Name: Excalibur
Gender: Male
Age: 5 Years
Height: 15 hh
Option(s): Personality
Personality: Excalibur is a short tempered, fiery, attention-seeker. His flashy coat tends to attract a lot of attention. He expects it and if he's not noticed right away. He produces a high pitched whinny and a head throw of elegance to show of his fancy coat. If he still goes unnoticed, he'll throw a mini-tantrum until someone replies to his call. Instantly, to a bug to light. He's by their side, fired-up and cocky. He tends to show off with displays of his strength and own special talent of grazing in a particular way that's done by plucking the grass neatly with his teeth as if he was prince dining with other King's and Queens. He does the same when drinking water. He's dainty about it and careful not to spill any form his muzzle after he pulls his face up. He'd also a very cleanly groomed stallion. He grooms himself and others a long as they put the effort into getting places he can't reach. He's mainly self-centered but can be swayed to think about others depending on their status and how they're involved with him.

[Saturn V]

Owner: animal lover1234
Name: kristof
Gender: Male
Age: y
Height: 15 hh
Option(s): personality + story + artwork
Personality: Kristof is a kind caring equid who is friendly to anyone and everyone he sees, he has many friends and is a great listener, he is always there to help. But if he gets mad you will certainly know about it because he had a whinny louder and higher pitched than any other equids, it sounds like nails on a chalk board and will definitely get the attention of everybody for miles around.
Story: Kristof was born into an abnormally large family of 30 equids, and a mixture of being the runt of his particular generation, the youngest and the smallest, he always seems to be last for anything nice but first for anything no so nice, despite this Kristof is always happy and stays strong and calm through all situations, then one day things got tough and he nearly lost his temper, but suddenly his maternal grand sire fell ill and so did the rest of his family eventually he was the only one who was healthy so the family relied on him for everything, bringing food, giving them natural health remedies and cleaning them, he had to help them all for 3 weeks. When they were eventually back to full health he was no longer the runt or the one who got left behind, but he was the one who was looked up to by his whole family.
Art: Coming Soon

[SilverBell90]

Owner: SilverBell90
Name: lemon meringue
Gender: Male
Age: 5 years
Height: 15 hh
Option(s):
Art:
Here. Bleh, I tried.
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[Fiddle]

Owner: Fiddle
Name: Solas
Gender: Male
Age: 6 years
Height: 15 hh
Option(s): Artwork: Link of my W.I.P
Personality: (to be written)

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