[iShame]

Username: iShame
Name: Imadi
How does she react: Imadi would be a tame equid, for how much she despises getting dirty. Blending in with the other equids was very hard for her. Of the three already there, Amryn was the only receptive one. Amryn greeted Imadi with open hooves, and enjoyed having the new company, even if she was more like the other two: Soryn and Evora. These two, whom were already battling between each other for "lead" now had another prissy, stick in the mud to compete with; or so they thought. While it was very true that Imadi hates to get dirty, and prioritizes her cleanliness, she is also very loving, and wanted to make true friends within the "herd". It was during one of their show trips that Imadi finally won them over. Her free form dressage placed best in show, and a "love-hate" relationship was born between the trio. They recognized that Imadi could hold her own, but that they also did not want to compete against her. With having all three of them together in shows, and Amryn in the barn cheering them on, it would be an unstoppable force.

[kortico]

Username: kortico
Name: Charlotte
How does she react:
Charlotte arrived an hour past midnight, just as the thick wall of fog had broken over the shoreline. Her fur was plastered, soaked to the bone, to her skin, and her tail dragged limp and heavy with saltwater behind her when she had finally found balance on her four legs again. She had not remembered anything but her name, and she certainly had no recollection of this strange new land. Where was she? Was this a dream?

Coils of white mist still hovered low around the tree trunks as Charlotte warily stepped into the moonlit forest before her, the darkness of night playing all sorts of tricks with its shadows. The air tasted salty from the sea, but it smelled of pine and sweet wildflowers, and -most importantly- of unfamiliar Equids. Her lungs had squeezed tightly in her chest as her nostrils flared, her ears (which had so far been alert, and confidently pricked forward) suddenly on a swivel now as she listened hard for any encroaching noises. But, if she didn't remember where she was, or how she got here, then maybe she simply wasn't recognizing the scent of her own herd. These could be her friends, her own mother, for all Charlotte knew ... Something told her that wasn't the case, and she felt a cold dread once she swallowed that flicker of hope down.

Charlotte had met Lydia first, when the narrow pathway broke from the edge of the forest into a wide clearing, the grass nearly looking silver and deep blue from the night sky. Underneath the glow of moonlight, though, another mare stood out plainly, her pale white markings stark against the inky meadow. Charlotte had frozen in place, but she could see the other mare's head lift in her direction, and when this unnamed equid beckoned her forward with a bobbing of her head, some odd force pulled the grey mare forward before she could realize. Lydia, though she spoke in funny ways and often stared through and past Charlotte, had a presence to her that dispelled any fear. When Charlotte had told her she remembered nothing, Lydia had not panicked, she merely appraised her with a slight tilt to her head, and then, gentle as ever, took to her side and guided her deeper into the island.

Lydia spoke little out loud, but somehow Charlotte felt as if they were speaking still without even exchanging words -- This mare with the blue feather tucked in her mane, she was someone that Charlotte was reluctant to leave, someone who she found herself admiring even before they had exchanged names. The next member of the herd that she had met was Essa, the unquestionable lead mare of Triell's herd. Essa was more grounded than Lydia, more out-spoken, and although Charlotte could not be sure, she thought, warmly, that this new mare reminded her a lot of her own mother. The two other equids spoke quietly to one another, although Essa refused to bring Charlotte to Triell before the sun had come up. She did not want to overwhelm the silver-grey newcomer, nor did she wish for her to feel pressured by the stallion to join their herd - Surely, she had her own family missing her, and her memories would come back before long. Of course, Essa did not know then that it was fated for Charlotte to stay, and that, sadly, years later from this incident her memories still would yet to return to her.

That first night, one of the fondest of Charlotte's new memories, Essa and Lydia stayed by her side and took turns watching over one another as they found rest in the grove of a large oak.

[♡Lady Lesednik♡]

Username: lady lesednik
Name: Mercedes
How does she react: Mercedes was caught in the mountain, quickly processed and placed into an established herd. Once being placed, Mercedes' real challenge began; integrating into the herd. Her tactic for this was simply to find the lowest ranked member of the herd and stay with them, avoiding the gaze of the lead mare and stallion until she'd been there long enough she merged into the herd. Once she'd been accepted into the ranks of the herd, she began carving out her her niche in the herd, using her sparkling personality and her wit to make up for her short stature.

[Nanorat]

Username: Nanorat
Name: Misty
How does she react:
Being a very shy and reserved mare, Misty would have a hard time meeting a new herd! She would stay out of sight for days, barely close enough to hear distant neighs of the herd, disappearing into the mountain fog as soon as hoove sounds would approach. Only after a while of lonely stalking at the herd's trail she would finally muster enough courage to dare approaching them, and the first few times will immediately slip away as soon as one of the herd members noticed her. But eventually, wish for company would take over fear, and she would finally approach close enough to speak to them. Meeting Hippocrates, a curious young colt of the two of herd's members who'd surely be the first one to investigate their guest, would help her calm down and at long last, properly introduce herself to the herd members. Some of the mares might be a little overwhelming for Misty, as they would certainly be eager to ask her all about where she's from, but once she conquers the introvert barriers and sees their attention comes out of friendly excitement to meet someone new, she will see the herd is a chill diverse group full of enough various equids for even her to find friends she'll be comfortable with.

[honeysick]

Username: honeysick
Name: Dove
How does she react: Dove has an easygoing temperament, and doesn't care much for power struggles. I'd imagine she would do her best to get along with the other horses. She wouldn't want to create drama when she's a new member, after all. Minor scuffles could break out, though, seeing as a lot of the herds foals like to follow her around—but it's not her fault. Why are you blaming her? Get your unruly children!

[.Fluffy.]

Username: .fluffy.
Name: Amethyst
How does she react:
Amethyst was tentative, tired, filled with trepidation. Anxiety gnawed at her, the relentless pull of the unknown flickering across her silvery coat. Her eyes clung stubbornly to the ground, her ears pressed flat against her head, tail curled tight around one trembling leg. Doubts crowded her mind, would they hate her, would they love her, would they even care? Would they care?

A single glance upward, brief and stolen, met the gaze of another equid. The intensity was too much, a weight she wasn’t ready to bear. Her eyelids snapped shut, shielding her from the moment. Maybe, just maybe, if she just left quietly, they wouldn’t forget she was even there. Would they care if she left?

But before she could retreat, something unexpected happened. A soft breeze, warm and reassuring, whispered over her face. A gentle breath, a faint buzzing of closeness, and then a soft touch. Tender and deliberate, delicate, brushed against her cheek. Knowing that she was ready to run, bolt, or even dissapear. The voice that followed was steady, grounded, and patient:

"Lift your head, child, no need for fear. We’re kin and we care for our own."

The words carried a power beyond what she could understand. It was as though a storm had broken and cleared in an instant, leaving her standing speechless, sputtering. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting the kind gaze of the one who spoke. The storm within her began to dissolve, her fear rolling away like thunder fading into the distance. Anxiety lifted, swept away with the clouds, and her taut shoulders eased into a quiet, unfamiliar comfort.

She was weightless, like a feather. Something shifted within her, a spark, a lightness, a courage she hadn’t known she carried. The burden of doubt falling behind her. Then she was off. Her hooves struck the ground in a joyous rhythm, kicking up bursts of life beneath her. She played, she pranced, her happiness was a melody among the herd’s steady chorus. They welcomed her their affection tangible and unwavering.

They loved her, and she loved them. They were family. They cared.

[Nellas]

(removed my entry, may use the concept in the future, congratulations to the winner!! <3 )

[KittyCatKita]

Username: Veramora
Name: Mockingbird
How does she react: When Mockingbird first joined her new herd, she wasn't exactly nervous, but she was a bit awkward. The herd wasn't yet used to her tendency to repeat their 'words' back to them before answering them with her response, so a lot of the others thought she was, well, mocking them, when in fact she was simply repeating the question to herself to make sure she understood it correctly before giving her answer. It took a bit of time but eventually the rest of the herd grew used to her unique was of responding to them. She grows close with the lead mare of the herd, because the lead mare found her repeating responses endearing and her sort of excited and bubbly personality a refreshing new addition to the herd.

Congratulations! I went back and forth quite a bit on her deciding between some amazing entries, so thank you all for your patience in judging!

[Veramora]

:0 Thank you! She's such a beautiful equid, I'm so happy to have her in my herd :3

[Veramora]

Transferring Ownership!

New owner: Maniacal_Ferret