[.Survivor.]

(Completely ignore this if im too late)
Username:Serenaded By Angels
WTE Name: Pharaoh
WTE Age: 5
Gender: Stallion
Height: 15hh
Personality:sneaky, cunning, a trickster but also warm and kind.
Genes: Black Base: AA=Tobiano
Story:

"Pharaoh! C'mon, it's just a sweater! Come on out already and let me put it on you!" I say, as I look for the horse sized creature that somehow managed to completely hide himself in my house...although dont ask me how. I finish looking around on the main floor of the house and tread up the satire dragging the blue horse sized sweater I had so carefully knitted. "Pharaoh, when I get my hands on you, you're in a lot of trouble." I said as I continued my search...unknowing of the Equid that had so carefully eluded me headin out the door into the snow covered yard.
"What the?...oh no..." I moan as I look out the window in time to see the bald Equid prance around in the snow. " I sneak quickly down the stairs and try to ambush him. "Gotcha!" I say a I tackle the much bigger Equid to the snow covered ground and fasten the bright blue sweater on him. "Now see there! What wa so bad about that? I just don't understand why you don't like your sweater...after all, it keeps you warm!" I say as I look at the mildly annoyed stallion. He huffs and proceeds to try and take the sweater off...and when that failed, he rolled in the nearest muddy puddle, just enough to make sure that the stains would never come out of the sweater, and then looks at me smiling. "Thanks a lot Pharaoh." I say as I leave him to his playtime.

[Penultima]

Username: SpartanAmethyst
WTE Name: Breylon
WTE Age: 2 years ;; He's a young'un XD
Gender: Stallion
Height: 15hh
Personality: Quiet, reserved, and very unsure of himself, Breylon is a very human-oriented WTE. He's always found it hard to get along with others of his kind. Very much the shy type, he hates to be in the spotlight of any conversation, and hates even more when Amethyst asks him to do something that puts attention on him. But, being very agreeable and loving his human unconditionally, he always does what he's asked, and is rewarded handsomely for his work.
Story:
"Whoa, Gunner slow down! It's cold and you're gonna slip!"

The Whip Tail stallion tossed his head and neighed, obviously excited over something that Amethyst didn't understand. She hung on to his mane, settling her seat closer to his bare withers. As the sorrel WTE stepped the pace up into a canter, Amethyst felt her body fall into the gentle rocking motion like it was second nature. The air was crisp and very cold, and it stung her lungs every time she took a deep breath. For a moment she thought that Gunner was going to take her on the typical trail that they always took, but it wasn't long before he veered off the path and into a strange part of the forest. "Where are you taking me, Gunner?" She asked, though didn't expect him to answer. It was a long trek before she noticed he was looking for something, his beautiful tawny ears perked forward as he slowed to a trot, then a walk.

Halting a few feet away from a particularly large snow mound, Gunner lowered his head and seemed to sniff the ground, then gave a small nicker. Almost immediately there came a small whisper of sound, a weak whinny from a mottled form trembling in the snow. Seeing the foal Amethyst leapt off of her stallion and ran to the foal's side. The poor thing was on death's door, but where was his dam? "Gunner, come help me boy," she said. After a few moments of fighting, Amethyst managed to get the foal up onto Gunner's back and the duo took off for the ranch. Looking down at the foal, she petted his hairless shoulder before giving up her jacket to cover part of the little one. Amethyst just prayed he would make it back to the ranch.

Genes: Black Base: AA=Tobiano

Congrats, he's yours :3