[Arche]

Username: .Archangel
Equid's Name: Thranduil
Age: Somewhere around 6 years
Gender: Stallion
Height: 14.3 hh
Quipping / Markings: I would love it if Thranduil could have some white socks on his front ankles and possibly some pale silver quip on his front legs, tail and face.
Picture of a Snow Castle:

Good Holiday Memory: The air was crisp and cold as Thanduil navigated through the maze of snowy pines. The stars twinkled brightly in the sky above as he stepped into a small glade. Christmas roses pushed above the powdery snow and ice glittered like crystals on the tree branches. A crackle of frozen ground reached his ears and he turned, a magnificent white stag stood serenely at the edge of the clearing. Completely mystified, Thranduil stood silently until the stag turned and disappeared into the night.

Bad Holiday Memory: Thranduil's mane and fur were plastered to his sides with grimy rainwater and sticky mud. There were no carolers roaming the streets this Christmas, nor vendors on street-corners with eggnog or apple cider. The rain had washed away all the snow, leaving cold ooze in its place and the wind has howled and tugged at all the decorations until they were taken inside. The rain lashed against the walls of Thranduil's shelter as the storm blew itself out. With a disgusted sigh, he laid his head on grubby straw hoping the holiday cheer would return as the storm left.

[iShame]

Username: iShame
Equid's Name: Valerius
Age: 3 years
Gender: Stallion
Height: 12 hh
Quipping / Markings: In the same color as his darkest shade; i imagine him to have simple, minimal quipping along his hind-quarters, leg joints, and fading into his tail. As for markings, perhaps in irregular, unique blaze that hasn't been seen yet among other equids, and two socks on diagonal feet that are not even in how tall they are, or the space that they take up. Along these feet i also picture the hooves to be some what spotted where the fur meets his hoof, and thus the hooves are striped. The type of quipping i am unsure of, but heavily pressurized in dynamics, <3 Perhaps similar to Blanchfleur's type and placement.
Picture of a Snow Castle: Harry Potter, anyone?
Good Holiday Memory: Valerius' favorite holiday memory would be during Christmas when he was close to a year old. With his parents and older sister Blanchfleur, they lay curled together in comfort and happiness. Fleur and Valer's parents had one gift for them this year, and it was the same as every other; to simply spend the whole day together, and regale in stories of various natures. Their parents would tell them of stories they were told as yearlings, and Fleur would tell of her gains each year. This year in particular, Valer remembers especially because of the snow had fallen extra hard, and Fleur was unsure if she would make it, as she was off on her adventures.
Bad Holiday Memory: One bad holiday memory of Valer's would be durring a time humans call 'fourth of july'. Being durring the hot part of the year, some ignorant humans had started a very large bonfire; in a long story short, it burned down the majority of his and his families home in the grotto. Because of this, Valer has a small patch of fur missing from his tail, right before the fluff starts. He couldn't run quite quick enough, being only just a two year old.

[aeoui]

Username:aeoui
Equid's Name:Gualaigh (charcoal in irish)
Age:2.5 years
Gender: Stallion
Height: 14.2 hh
Quipping / Markings:aaaa something similar to a little 2-layer chain necklace?? and as for markings,a more very,very light grey
Picture of a Snow Castle:coolio!
Good Holiday Memory:it was during his very second christmas. there were more equids around,and he made many little friends. they all danced and had a very good time. he got a wild carrot as a gift!
Bad Holiday Memory:this was when he was just about 2 months old,his first christmas about. him and his family were decorating a little pine tree out in the open,and he,being a little colt,decided to eat the leaves! they needed a whole new tree.
he'll be my first WME if i get him! gl to all!!

[Robyn Hode.]

Username: Robyn Hode.
Equid's Name: Alexander
Age: 4
Gender: Stallion
Height: 12hh
Quipping / Markings: black drip quip with necklace quip
Picture of a Snow Castle: X
Good Holiday Memory: Alexander's best memory was when he experienced his first snowfall on christmas, it was magical as he ran around trying to catch the snowflakes
Bad Holiday Memory: was that same year when he was running around to catch the snowflakes and he got lost in the snow, and soon got really lost when everything was completely white. Though he was soon recused by his mother.

[bears]

Username: Mother Of Bears
Equid's Name: Balthasar
Age: 6 years
Gender: Stallion
Height: (12-14.3) hh
Quipping / Markings: something similar to this with a combination of this
Picture of a Snow Castle: xxx
Good Holiday Memory: Marrow chilling cold upended Balthasar's sense of direction, but his dam's warm belly centered him; his nose was wet from the frost melting off of it, and the rest of his body had a very faint layer of frost. Balthasar felt like curling up in the snow and letting the whiteness lull him to slumber, but adrenaline and excitement poured through his gangly body. Every winter when he was a young colt, his dam would take him to see the caribou over the hill. Every year felt warmer than the last, and the snow got less deep, but it was always the highlight of the year. His first year felt the most magical; the hike through belly deep snow, fighting frost bite, whimpering to his dam the whole way made it all the more worth it.
Bad Holiday Memory: His little brother monopolized his dam's attention, so he would stand with his rump facing them, his expression bitter. On their annual trek up the hill, a gang of unruly colts raced by, and Balthasar's little brother had raced ahead and was watching everything with animated wonder when the rude equids knocked him over and went racing on, scaring the caribou off. Balthasar may have disliked his his younger brother, but he would not tolerate anyone bullying him. . Reaching the peak of the hill, there was no caribou, but the unruly lot of colts had made so much noise that they had knocked off the snow from the trees, and were covered head to toe in frost and clumps of snow.

[G.L'S]

Username: G.L'S
Equid's Name: Aeolus
Age: 6
Gender: Stallion
Height: 13.3hh
Quipping / Markings: drip quip minimal tovero
Picture of a Snow Castle: The Chateau Frontenac in all it's glory
Good Holiday Memory: When he was two, he had joined a bachelor band and their first solstice together, the trio of stallions made plenty of noise, riled up other Equids, and later told ghost stories to each other. All three of them said everything they liked about each other and it was the first solstice and birthday that Aeolus really felt appreciated and loved.
Bad Holiday Memory: Because Aeolus' birthday is so close to the solstice, his friends and parents used to pressure him as a youngster to spend their birthday and the holiday with each and every one of them. One year as a yearling, he'd taken fancy to a young filly. She, his friends and his parents pestered him so much that three days before, he ran off into the wilderness. He spent his birthday and the solstice all alone away from everyone who bothered and cared for him. When he returned, ready to apologize for everything, they all had left and abandoned him. He doesn't talk about this memory.

[Hemalily]

Username: Hemalily
Equid's Name: Toudebo "Bo"
Age: 9 Years
Gender: Stallion
Height: 12.3 hh
Quipping / Markings: Splash with large funky bands of reverse quip <3
Picture of a Snow Castle: Oh Canada...
Good Holiday Memory: Bo was wandering around in a large forest. He had lagged behind the others in his herd and was now utterly lost. He heard a faint jingling of bells, and decided to head in the direction of the pleasant noise. When he reached the source, he was surrounded by warm lights. Better yet, he had found his herd; they spent the rest of the night watching the quaint village scene.
Bad Holiday Memory: It was a cold, but sunny day in the middle of winter. Bo was playing with some other colts near a large pond. A rather generous nudge sent Bo flying into the freezing cold water. The bitter air did nothing to help Bo dry off, and he had to deal with the relentless torment from his friends. He was not at all happy.

[Kitsyn]

This will end Sunday, December 28.
Make sure you finish your forms.

[ExVenor]

Username: Stumpy STMP
Equid's Name: Arkren
Age: 7
Gender: Stallion
Height: 14.2hh
Quipping / Markings: Multi-coloured (black, grey, and white) horizontal soundwave quipping that goes from his neck, down his tail (one pale coloured quip in particular would run from the top or mid neck down to the tip or almost tip of the tail with slight fading) and some quips that curve down his legs, it would be great if the quipping faded away down the legs. For markings it would be great if he could have a bald face but it circles around and not over his eyes, paired with four socks that stop a bit lower then the knees with a jagged edge, and minimal sabino just a little bit on the stomach.
Picture of a Snow Castle: Small yet beautiful.
Good Holiday Memory: His first time experiencing snow was absolutely adorable. He had placed a single hoof into the wet fluff testing it. Well he did not like how cold it had been, and soon he retreated back into his cozy stall. Eventually curiosity got the better of him and he came back to the open door and this time ventured as far as two hooves in the snow before making his retreat. It continued like this most of the day him coming out little by little then he came out one time to find all of his favourite treats neatly stacked at the far fence with a tag that read "From: Santa". His hesitation melted away and off he went bounding into the chilly snow. He soon realized how much fun the white stuff was. He spent the rest of his day eating, rolling, kicking, and digging around in the snow.
Bad Holiday Memory: The first time he saw one of those mechanical Santas. Absolutely terrifying for the poor guy, especially since it was the motion activated variety. He was minding his own business when he saw something red and white with a fluffy hat. From where he was standing he caught the faint smell of cookies, so he wasted no time in heading towards this object. He was a few steps away when he saw the cookie samples sitting on the table next to this red thing. He decided to go for one of the mouth watering treats, but he walked in front of the motion sensor. Santa suddenly started singing loudly and dancing with jagged movements. One of those robotic hands brushed the stallion's stomach and he went straight up in the air, before kicking the offending object and bolting for safety. Ever since that day he has been terrifyed of those robotic christmas decorations.

[Kosciusko]

Username: Kosciusko
Equid's Name: Illusion
Age: 8
Gender: Stallion
Height: 14.2hh
Quipping / Markings: Fade quip along his tail, neck and legs. Some sort of interesting design around his eye. I'm not overly picky, I'd be happy with anything, haha.
Picture of a Snow Castle: http://mariasmovers.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/03-wd1209-snow-palace.jpg
Good Holiday Memory: Illusion's most precious holiday memory is one from when he was a foal. Illusion used to love going on adventures with his mates.Illusion always wanted to be in front of the small herd, he aspired to one day be a great stallion of a large herd so, his place was always in the lead. During those holidays, all the foals were allowed to head out...on their own. Whilst they were out on their adventure, a giant storm hit...it was Illusion's job as the lead colt to find shelter for the others. Illusion found something incredible, I large cave naturally formed out of ice. The cave was massive, it glistened each time the lightning appeared across the dark grey sky. To this day, that cave is Illusion's special place. That day, Illusion earned a lot of respect from each of the foals and the rest of the herd.
Bad Holiday Memory: Illusions herd used to go up into the mountains every summer, it was a good place for them to keep out of sight from predators. The path up to the mountains was never safe...but until that day there weren't any casualties. On their way up the steep path, one of the horses lost it's footing...leading to it falling off of the face of the mountain...the horse fell to her death.