[benjeep]

Username: The Master Doctor
Equid's Name: Stiles
Age:3
Gender: Stallion
Height: 12. hh
Coat Colour: Bright Bay with irregular snip Quipless
Personality:
-sarcastic
-witty
-sassy
-energetic
-intelligent
-extroverted
-orally fixated
-motor mouth
-weak (physically)
-tough (mentally)
-clumsy (he has no EQUIDlibrium. lol puns)
-never gives up
Why?:
Stiles is a funny little stallion. Some say that he's a complete contradiction, others say, a disaster. He's very intelligent, you could even go as far as to call him a genius. Yet, he wastes his gift and often does the stupidest things with his friends. Since Stiles is on the shorter and weaker side of the scale of equids, he likes to claim that "Sarcasm is my only defence!" Oh yes, puns, and witty remarks seem to be his signature. His mother always tells him he’d inherited his father’s personality.

His father was the lead stallion of the herd. The image of strength and love itself. Stiles wasn't even one when his father mysteriously disappeared one night. He just never came back. One day he hopes to go and find him; that's why he's so energetic all the time, and learned never to give up. There are darker day's when he feels like there's no hope, but he pushes on. He just keeps telling himself, ”If you're going through hell, keep going."

Favorite treat and why?: Stiles loves raspberries. He always searches for them in the forest, whenever they're in season. He loves how red and sweet they are, along with the little bitter aftertaste that the seeds have. They remind him to look for the sweeter things in life, but to beware that even the sweet things can be bitter in the end... Raspberries, like life, are bittersweet...
Favorite Holidays: His favourite holiday, is Father's day, in remembrance of the father he never knew. He wonders sometimes if a stallion, far away from his herd, thinks about the little colt he once left behind, on this special day.

[£eviathan]

Dropping out! Good luck every one!

[stride]

Username: Stride
Equid's Name: Xeta
Age: 7 years
Gender: Stallion
Height: 12. hh
Coat Colour: Bright Bay with irregular snip Quipless
Personality:

-Distrustful
-Arrogant
-Grumpy
-Hydrophobic
-Opinionated
-Sentimental
-Skeptical
-Logical
-Puerile
-Basically a grumpy old man

Why?: Xeta is an old fashioned stallion with a taste for warm summer days and isolation. He finds himself to be quite self-sufficent, and sees other equids as a disturbance that must be avoided at all costs. Being the grumpy old stallion he is, he chases the young stallions that attempt to enter his territory off with a vigor that seems overwhelming for his age. He grew up isolated from a young age, as his parents saw him as an unnatural oddity, and they expected a predator to pick him off quickly due to his inability to blend in to the scenery, like a tiger without his stripes. They abandoned him in favor of leaving the area, in case he attracted predators to the small herd of equids. Scavenging for food on the cliffsides made him a naturally protective of his items, due to the lack of overall food on the mountainsides.
Favorite treat and why?: Xeta's favorite treat is anything that tastes like lemon. Lemons taste like sunshine, and they represent his favorite weather quite nicely. He's only had the chance to enjoy said treat a few times, due to the lack of lemons on the rough, unforgiving slopes of the mountains he lives on.
Favorite Holidays: The Fourth of July. He goes to the highest slope he can find, and squints north, to watch the blur of color stain the horizon with their colors. He has no clue how the phenomenon happens, only that it has a special day designated to it, almost like clockwork. New Years is another favorite of his, for the same reason.

[IceFire]

Just a reminder this will be judged the 16th

[whisky]

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[Netherland Dwarf]

Username: Netherland Dwarf
Equid's Name: Lokiafire
Age: 4
Gender: Stallion
Height: 12. hh
Coat Colour: Bright Bay with irregular snip Quipless
Personality:
- Calm
- Quite
- Aggressive
- Cold
- Independent
- Unsocial
- Vicious
- Shy
- Nervous
- Quick to React
Why?: Lokiafire got his more aggressive personality from birth, as his mother ignored him regularly and he became more impatient for her to come back and join together as one again. Lokiafire was united with his mother 3 months later, to be so crushed he began to buck around and scare her off, even though he was still a foal. He was then transferred to a different stable and mother, and was very angry and wanted some kind of revenge, and as he grew older around his new farm, he scared away many many other equids, who weren't much older then him though. They had to keep him in an independent pasture and stable... and he felt betrayed, from almost everyone, and he didn't talk for a very long time, until he was transferred to another stable. This stable didn't help either, keeping him alone once again, not being able to talk to anyone, not even the owners. Then they transferred him! Now Lokiafire didn't even look at anyone! He stayed in the corner of the pasture, looking at no one, his heart frozen solid with anger.

Then he was given to another stable.... one much different. No horses were in sight, only a man with a hard face. The man trained him to hard, worked him to much, and scared him to death sometimes. He started to become nervous as he saw the man come back again and again, over and over. One day, the man snuck up on him and cracked his whip, scaring Lokiafire, and he blew away and somehow skipped over the fence. Lokiefire started to ignore and attack the man later on. Lokiafire never lost his memories nor his anger burned, but was moved to a better home later on <3.
Favorite treat and why?: Lokiafire's favorite treat was apple, not only because it had a sweet and tangy flavor, but he liked that they were the color of his fur. He was never fed it very much sadly, but he managed to steal a few from enemies.
Favorite Holidays: New Years! Lokiafire loves New Years! He loves the booming firework, rainbow in color. Though the boom mostly scared him, the colors gave him memories to last.

[Sheer]

Definitely marking~

[stormshadow410]

So creative!

[chromatic.]

Username:kdougfang
Equid's Name:Zesiro
Age:6
Gender: Stallion
Height: 12. hh
Coat Colour: Bright Bay with irregular snip Quipless
Personality:
Positive
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Confident
Intelligent
Hardworking
Well-disciplined
Determined

Neutral
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Dominating
Reserved
Non-Humorous
Silent
Pessimist
Cold-hearted
Bad
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Rough
Ill tempered
Possessive
Insecure at times
Why?:
Zesiro was born back before the WME's were discovered so that was when the herds stayed to themselves more that how they normally socialize with each other nowadays. His old herd had generations and generations of equids that roamed the upper most mountains in Europe. The mountain they mostly resided was Mount Elbrus which is the tallest mountain in Europe. The herd had picked this location because it was away from most predators, since they preferred to not go that high up, which worked well for them since the species possesses no natural weapons or strength. But because of the high altitudes these special group of equines had to become adjusted to the higher than normal altitude, not to mention the climate which could change at an instant. Because the herd had distanced itself from the others they developed a different way of thinking, almost as if they were higher than the others due to them living at the tallest peaks, almost as if they were godlike. And of course gods did not like anything that would lead them to their downfall.

When Zesiro was born he was immediately looked down upon as he didn't have any quipping like the others had. There had been stories and tales of quipless equines but none were ever seen within the group and because they had no contact from the others instead of seeing his quipless-ness as special they thought that this was very abnormal and possibly a threat to their divine ways. While the others thought of themselves so highly they taught Zesiro to instead be "humble" as they would call it but actually they were just teaching him to pretty much stay hidden and out of their way so that their "little mishap" would remain from the eyes of other equids. They had but him under strict rules to keep him from interacting with the others and instead put him to work to keep him from socializing with the other equids. Also as a result of this he didn't learn to socialize with others and started to drift away from the others and kept to himself and only looked out for himself. It was only much later did he find out that his appearance was more of a blessing than a curse but at that time they had well drilled in his head that it was a bad thing and became insecure of his appearance. He doesn't get overly excited when one discovers his quipless-ness and at this point he sees it as only a curse and doesn't see the true simplistic beauty that he has.
Favorite treat and why?: Zesiro's favorite treat was probably the greenest grass that his old herd would allow him to eat. Normally he would be shunned and have to eat last or far away from everyone else where the grass wasn't as green..well it was actually right pale green as it was well on its way to turning brown but in the rare moments that he was allowed to join the herd when grazing he took the rare opportunity to eat the succulent green grass which quickly became his favorite due to not having it so often. Not only that but also because they kept him from indulging in the spoils that the other partook in.
Favorite Holidays:
Celebrations aren't essentially important to him since he was forbidden from those as well but if he had to choose a favorite it would probably be his own birthday because of the fact that they could stop him from celebrating his own birthday by himself.

[Whatever.]

Username: Whatever.
Equid's Name: Cecil
Age: 3 years
Gender: Stallion
Height: 12. hh
Coat Colour: Bright Bay with irregular snip Quipless
Personality:

-frustrating
-talkative
-intelligent
-enjoys the night
-dislikes the moon
-slow to anger
-loyal
-sometimes vague
-gets off track
-says whatever he thinks
-loving
-very into science these days

Why?: Cecil can't remember much of his childhood, but he knows that he was certainly born to talk. He's likely to give you news when start a conversation with him, even news about yourself that you weren't aware of. Many equids write him off as crazy, and he writes them off as incredibly boring.
Favorite treat and why?: Portobello mushrooms. He had one once with a good friend and can't get enough of them since.
Favorite Holidays: probably Halloween, as everyone becomes as interesting as him for a night.