username: Rocky.
show name (optional): The Lady of the Willow
name: Earnst
gender: stallion
halter color: classy blue
P0RTLAND wrote:Username:: P0RTLAND, previously GRlEVER. I currently own two Tolters, Belle and Edward (A complete coincidence, I don't even like Twilight!)
Show Name:: Ever So Clever, a name that is simple and has a catchy tone to it.
Barn Name:: Candace, I wanted the barn name to start with a letter that the show name did, so it would work well together, and the two aliases worked out perfectly!
Gender:: Female.
Halter Color:: Lavender, the same as the darkened area of her eyes.
Art:: Art on right and below © GRlEVER. I really, really want this gal, and my strengths are not in writing so I'll be drawing her quite a few times!
Age:: 12 human years.
Height:: 14.33 hands high.
Friend:: Belle, owned by me.
Potential Breeding Partner:: Edward, owned by me.
Track Song:: Close Your Eyes by Meghan Trainor
Likes:: Knitted scarves are always a must have for Candace, she loves the feel.
As well as resting in a warm barn, and walking on grass when it hasn't been raining for a few days.
Dislikes:: Candace truly hates having halter on for a long time, and eating moist hay.
My legs lock into place as my trainer shuts the heavy barn door with a slam, and the barn is dark and silent. There are other horses around me, nickering, and slowly drifting off to sleep. I close my eyes as well, although the darkness doesn't make a difference. As I stand there, having little to no thought in my mind, I drift off to a lucid sleep, then all at once into a deep sleep. Then I wake up, I am no longer in the barn anymore. My hooves are frost bitten, and I stick my tongue out to get some taste back into my dry mouth. Wet particles hit my skin, until I realize it is snow. I look down and my hooves are in an easy 5 inches of snow. I start to whine, where is my owner? Where am I? I start to look around, and my eyes fill with panic. I've never seen snow in real life before, it's always warm where I live. Is this what snow is supposed to be like? I'm scared, I pick up one hoof, then the other, and then I'm on my way. I don't know where I started or where I'm going, but I try to see through the thick snow, turning to a blizzard. My chest is warm, but my legs are shaking, I'm not used to this kind of cold. I neigh, the silence is interrupted by an echo of my cry for help. There is no one to help me. Then in the distance I see a fire, I am not going towards it, yet it keeps getting closer. It is a lamp. Attached to the lamp is a hand, a human. I throw my head up in surprise and trot towards the light cautiously. It is my trainer. I wake up.
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