[Wlyrout]

How have I not seen this beauty before? I've been holding off to just to find another black/white WME!

Owner: commie

Equid Name: Loess

Equid Age: 3 years old

Story:

(I know that you probably won't laugh, but I'm terrible with jokes. :p Well, I tried to be somewhat funny... We'll see.)

I slowly blink, taking everything in. There's that early morning vibe, where everything's at peace and you are oblivious. Then there's that sudden jolt, where you finally realize you've forgot to go to the bathroom the night before. At least, I'm like that. I forget everything, even obvious stuff like going to the bathroom. Then I really have to go.

As soon as I've, uh, relieved myself, I try to fall back asleep. Only I can't, because I have a nagging suspicion I'm being watched.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, DISTURBING MY SLEEP?" I yell into thin air.

I hear a couple of short, quiet giggles that are stopped by a 'Shh! She'll hear you!' I stay still, pricking my ears and turning them to the source of the noise. A few moments pass. Nothing. Then a slight rustle in the bush and another giggle. I get up and crawl towards them, carefully picking up my hooves so that they will not make any noise. Then I dash right into the bush, my face covered in mud, twigs, and debris. I spot the intruders before they spot me.

But they spot me pretty quick after that. And I guess my face is even worse then I originally thought, because I hear an earsplitting shriek.

"It's the MONSTER OF THE BUSH! RUN!"

[Jenn the Psycho]

Congrats...
It seems I shall never own one of these beauties...

[.a r r o w.]

Owner: bella~is~the~best
Equid Name: Amethyst
Equid Age: 4 Years
Story: Amethyst (Otherwise known as Amy) was the little pied Equid who had a keen sense a humor.

One day she was walking with her friend Tabitha; when they came across an old Equid who talked backwards. "Hello, and who might you be patron?" Amy asked, pitying the old one(because the old Equid had bent leg and walked weird).
"No, Who Be ye' young whippersnapper?" He replied, squinting his left eye; "Well I am Amethyst, the funniest (and I might add prettiest) Equid in the forest!" Tabitha gave her a shove when she heard what she said, but Amy just ignored her. "Ahh, funny you say you are? Up against some of MY jokes that I will tell ya',I doubt you'll last anytime, you'll probably become the most drab Equid in the Forest! There ain't much more funnier than a good joke told by a good person!" He sated in a challenging tone; "Well try your best old one!" Was the reply; He shifted his weight as if he was going to talk a lecture, "Okay, one upon a ti-"he began, "HOLD IT! Stop...I have heard this one before..."Amy broke in, ready to tell her own joke. The old Equid looked at her with a dumbstruck expression, "How know ye' that one, Why only the most funny Equids in the world knows that one..."He replied matter-of-factly. "Exactly! I am funny! So I have heard it!" She replied confidently. The old Equid just shook his head and said "No, I don't think you've heard this one young lady" -pause- "Oh yes I have!"-pause-"Then you won't mind telling me it then?"-Long pause- "Ah, uh, Of course not!" She replied, wincing.

"Oh okay, I Don't know it.. what is it?" She asked curiously. The old Equid smiled "Why did the chicken cross the road?", Amy looked at him like it was a trick question; she thought for awhile, but obviously her creative brain wasn't working correctly and she finally gave up, "I don't know, Why?" He smiled again and it made her shiver; "Why to get to the other side of course!" He replied quickly. "WHAT?!?!?!?!?!" Amy yelled, totally mad that he would take her for a fool! "I learned that joke five minutes after i was born!" He added, as she spun around and galloped out of sight, thinking about what just happen, she grinned, then found herself laughing, she laughed so hard she rolled over and got her patches all muddy. Tabitha came running after her and she found her laughing, she asked "Whats so funny?!", "We are! Equids are funny!!" She burst into a fit of giggles again and rolled around, kicking up her feathered legs. "Don't you get it? The JOKE wasn't about why the CHICKEN crossed the road!, Did you hear him say 'Only the funniest Equids know this one'?, Tabitha nodded, concerned for her friend "Every Equid knows that joke! Therefore, all Equids are funny!! Get it?" She asked hopefully. Tabitha smiled "Ohhhh, I get it!!" She replied happily, and they burst into a fit of laughter and laughed the rest of the day -The End-

(Wow, really random out of my brain!)

[Boaz]

Owner:
~EnragedWolf~

Equid Name:
Shyenne

Equid Age:
She's about 2 and a half

Story:

Shyenne trotted across the ice her nose to the frozen water as she almost slid across it, she finally got to the other side and found a smallish sized hole. She snorted wanting to know what was in the small hole, all of a sudden a little rodent popped out and kissed her on her muzzle. She flung her head up blushing, looking back into the hole wondering what had just happened. She heard a familiar voice behind her, "Shyenne what are you doing with the gophers?" Dusk asked behind her, making her head turn to reply to his question. "It kissed my muzzle Dusk I swear!" she announced as he came over looking down into the hole as well. The gopher popped up once again and this time kissed his muzzle, he snorted shaking his head. Shyenne whinnied with joy as that happened. He glared back at her and shook his hole body, then he started listening to a squeek noise coming from all around them. Shyenne looked around seeing all sorts of little gophers coming halfway out making their noise and going quickly back in their homes. Shyenne snickered knowing the creatures were now trying to get on the stallion's nerves. Shyenne watched as Dusk left furious that the creatures wouldn't be quiet, she sat and one hopped over to her. She leaned her head down, nuzzling it's small furry head as it held her nose in it's itty bitty hands and giver her a quick kiss. She smiled looking at the creature with admiration and looked up at the sky.

[Pasa Fino]

Owner: Pasa Fino
Equid name: Phillia
Equid age: 3
Phillia loped across the soft meadow grass. She loved to come to the grassy spot by the pond to watch

the clouds or smell the wild roses that grew nearby. Sometimes Charm (Phillia’s best friend) would

come along, but Today Phillia went alone. Phillia sighed contentedly, letting the breeze blow through

her fur. The wild roses look especially pretty today, Phillia thought as she trotted over to see them.

When Phillia inhaled the roses fragrant aroma, something Glinted in the sun from within the bush. “Oh,

what’s that?” thought Phillia aloud, as she observed the object closer. It was a bluish stone mounted in

White gold and hanging on a silver chain. Phillia looked it over carefully, and then slipping it around her

neck she started back towards the rest of the equids humming softly, Before Phillia reached the rest of

the herd she stopped to get a drink at the stream near the strawberry patch. “I wish some of the

strawberrys would ripen;” Phillia Stated quietly. All of a sudden the stone in the necklace began to glow

and ripe red strawberrys appeared on the opposite side of the bank of the narrow stream! Phillia looked

at necklace then back at the strawberrys in surprise. “It must be magic,” She whispered, “I will never tell

anyone about this,” Phillia promised. When Phillia got back the spot on the mountain where the herd

was grazing Charm rushed to meet her. “Hey Phillia!” Said Charm, “Wanna go berry hunting with me? I

just found the best berry spot ever! ”okay,” replied Phillia, and the two fillys jogged off together. “It’s

the strangest thing, wild summer strawberrys in the middle of spring,” Charm said, and got a mouthful

of the delicious berries. Phillia smiled, knowing well how the strawberrys got there. Suddenly a

startled mountain goat ran out from the brush, ramming into a very startled Charms rear! The goat ran

off into the bushes. Charm was knocked off her feet and lying on the ground .“Are you okay?”, asked

Phillia quickly; “I guess,” mumbled Charm, who was still in a daze. Charm got up off the ground. “I think I

twisted my ankle.” She groaned and started limping back to the rest of the herd with Phillia.

The next Morning Phillia headed off to the pond by herself. Phillia looked at her reflection in the

ponds glassy surface, she had nearly forgotten about the necklace, until she noticed it in the

reflection. A doe and her fawn drank by the water’s edge, birds sang in the pines and butterflies flew

past

with brilliant colors. I love spring, she thought. Phillia lay by the

pond, her tail dipping slightly into the clear water. Phillia was shy, and gently spirited, but when she saw

a need she was much bolder than most. A robin awkwardly hopped nearby where Phillia was. The birds

wing looked badly injured. I wonder if I can help this poor robin with my magic necklace, thought

Phillia. I wish this bird could be healed. The necklace began to glow and in a few seconds the bird flew

away, singing merrily as it went! The stones magic had healed the bird completely. Phillia hurried back

to the rest of the equids, her deer-like hooves seeming to float over the mountain paths. Phillia rushed

over to Charm, who was grazing with the rest of the herd making sure to keep her weight off the

wounded ankle. “Hi Phillia,” said Charm over a mouthful of grass . I wish Charm’s ankle would heal.

thought Phillia “hey, uh what are you doing?” asked Charm. The stone started glowing again, “how does

your ankle feel? inquired Phillia, ignoring Charms previous question. “It feels better,” Charm responded.

“Try walking on it, “said Phillia “Alright,” Charm took a step, expecting sharp pain but received none.

“Hey, The pains gone!”, exclaimed Charm excitedly. Phillia smiled. Charm and Phillia decided to walk to

the base of the mountain together. I think I will Wish for a crystal rose to give to charm, thought

Phillia. Phillia knew how much Charm loved crystal roses and how hard they were to find. I wish a

crystal rose would bloom right here, she thought. Nothing happened. “That should have worked,”

whispered Phillia, “I’ll try on something else. “I wish a river would flow through here.” again nothing

occurred. Charm was quite a ways ahead and impatient to get to the bottom of the mountain. “ C’mon

Phillia! What’s the hold up?” called Charm. Phillia caught up with Charm and they moved on.

The next month Phillia headed towards her hangout by the pond. “I think I’ll try out my necklace

again.” She said and seeing a tree stump by the water, she thought to herself I wish this old stump

would become a magnificent, strong, blossoming tree. Just before the magic began to work, and the

stone started to glow Phillia was startled by a voice from behind, “What are you doing?” Phillia wheeled

her head around to see Charm standing behind her looking at the stone around her neck. Phillia

reluctantly

told Charm the story of the necklace and its powers, but only after she had made Charm promise never

to tell anyone else. “Why don’t you wish that you could fly then? asked Charm “That would be wasting

a wish” said Phillia “I only get 3 a month.”

Months passed and Phillia spent all her wishes on helping other creatures. She hadn’t even

spent one wish on herself. Sometimes Phillia thought she could feel someone watching her and almost

hear them disappear into the woods. Only Phillia and Charm knew of the necklaces power. “Let’s go

down to the glade together to collect some buttercups,” suggested Phillia, her silky black tobiano fur

blowing in the breeze. “Alright” agreed Charm excitedly switching her lion-like tail. “Race you there!”

Charm cried and raced off, Phillia galloping daintily behind. The two Equids soon reached the glade and

were gathering buttercups and talking together. “How many more wishes do you have?” Charm

asked quietly “Only one.” Was her answer. Charms Grey coat shone in the afternoon sun looking as soft

as velvet. A rustle came from the bushes, and a large grey wolf leaped out, smiling cruelly at the fillys

frightened faces. “Who are you?” asked Charm defiantly. “I am Stark, the Pack leader of the wolves of

the northern forests.” “I know all about you and your magical stone” The wolf said to her with his, dark

yellow eyes staring into Phillia’s own blue ones. Stark circled the fillys, who stood closely together.

“What do you

want?” asked Charm boldly “You know very well what I desire.” Stark replied. “I can’t give you my

stone, I use it to help the creatures of the mountain,” said Phillia firmly. Stark let out a laugh, a cold,

bone chilling laugh that made both the young equids shiver. Phillia

and Charm looked at each other and ran. They had darted into the trees. Night had fallen and Phillia and

Charm were starting to tire, but the full moon was out and lit their paths ahead. Suddenly Starks form

appeared out from the shadows, he had been following Phillia and Charm through the evergreen

woods and had finally caught up. “So, have you changed your minds yet?” Stark asked, almost as if he

was talking to a pair of naughty children. “No,” Phillia answered. Phillia, Charm, and Stark stood near the

rocky ledge of a cliff. Phillia and Charm were trapped. “Hand over the necklace.” said Stark calmly.

Phillia was just taking it off when CRRRRRRRRRACK!!! The rock ledge Stark was standing on broke,

sending Stark tumbling into the depths of the canyon below. Stark cried out. Phillia watched in horror,

she hated to see even the worst of creatures injured. Before Charm could stop her Phillia galloped to the
l
edge of the ravine and peered in. Phillia saw Stark lying on a rock ledge some distance below her,

motionless. Phillia carefully picked her way down to the shelf, Phillia knew even the stones magic could

not bring someone back to life. He’s breathing, thought Phillia in relief. Phillia made the choice right

then; I wish Stark would live. Phillia thought. The stones glow cast a soft light on Starks face. Slowly

Stark rose to his feet, his eyes looked strangely different, the cruel spark was gone from them. “You

saved me,” He said his voice not much above a whisper. “But why would you spend your last wish on a

wolf like me?”, asked Stark confused by this act of kindness. Phillia just smiled. The three walked back to

the herd on the mountain, Stark apologizing many times along the way. Sometimes Stark would come

to visit when he was coming by the mountain on hunts and wolf events and he was always welcome

by Phillia and Charm. “I wouldn’t have spent my wish on him,” Charm admitted. Phillia just laughed.

Phillia even made a wish that the stone would never be used for evil. To this day, Phillia the stone to

help others.



The End

[chromatica]

Owner: .: Vinyl Scratch :.
Equid Name:
Frayer (Nickname: Fray)
Equid Age:
2 Years
Story:
A young mare named Frayer trotted slowly down the slope of her mountain. It was all hers. She had always lived in peace. She didn't even know what happened to her mother. She heard a rustle in the bushes and lowered her head, prepared to stand her ground. She was rearing until she noticed it was a little bunny she had seen before. She called him Crater. The bunny hopped forward and she froze mid-rear and backed up. Tripping over a rock, she half-skidded, half-fell down the mountain until she was nose to nose with another of her kind. She backed up and her eyes widened but the young stallion wasn't phased at all. "Hello, my name is Ronovi." the stallion said with a smile. His voice was as pure as spring sunshine. Frayer tried to make herself talk so she slowly stopped shivering like a cornered butterfly and introduced herself. "My name is..." she didn't have a name. "Frayer," she finally said. Her voice was rusty from lack of use, "Frayer, the queen of embarrassing herself." she managed to stifle the first laugh in her entire life.
(I would make this into a series )

[canis,]

Owner:
.:Canis:.

Equid Name:
Sanaa {Means "rare art" in Cherokee}

Equid Age:
3 years old

Story:

Spread your wings,
And you will fly,
My little bird.

Fly away,
To another day,
My little bird.

Light up the world,
With your beauty and song,
My little bird.

Spread your wings,
And you will fly,
My little bird.

This was how my life started. My mother sang that song as I lay on the ground, a newborn heap of legs and tail. But hey, couldn't really help how I looked at the moment.
Soon, I was able to walk and play with the other foals. They would run, I would chase. They would hide, I would seek. These simple games are the most important to us. They teach us how to flee, or fight.........and how to flirt with the finest males. Personally, I loved the games we played.
But it was one of these games that I was nearly killed. It started off one morning when someone was in my grazing spot. Now, I'm a pretty easy mare, but you do not take a girl's spot!
"That's my spot..... Why are you in it?" I asked with a stern tone.
"It's just a spot Sanaa. Go somewheres else," said my opponent, a colt named Diggs.
"I could do that. However, in my spot, the sun is perfectly directed to my back, not my face. And the wind hits my body, not my tail or mane. And that's just the start. The grass here is a perfectly balanced diet of....." I retort, beginning to ramble. He asked for it. No one takes my spot.
"Whatever Sanaa, it's just a stupid spot!" he said, finally moving away.
I move into my spot and bend my head to graze. Before I begin to eat, I mutter, "But it's my stupid spot."
This ticked Digg off and he moved away from me. Satisfied that my spot was safe, I turned and joined a game of tag. When Digg came, I knew it would be trouble.
Digg was tagged, and he headed straight towards me. I mean, why didn't he pick Maggie? She's the one who sticks her tail in everyones buisness. But nonetheless, I ran. Ran up the mountain we lived on and to the edge. There, I had to stop. But Digg advanced forward. He hit me, sending me to teeter on the edge. It was a long fall indeed.
"Now you will never return to that stupid spot," he snorted menacingly.
"You see, about that. I mean, I could find you a stupid spot too? Just tell me your sun and wind preference, your ideal temperature,..." Again, the rambling.
Digg just stared at me. "Would you just shut up?!" he yelled.
This ticked me off. To a great extent, actually. "Shutup is a mean word!" I whinied. I retaliated his hit, sending Digg down the side of the mountain.
He was ok and all, but he never again messed with me or my spot. And he never told me to shutup ever again.

[clara.anne]

Its wayyyyy to late to enter isn't it?



Sorry!

<3
AnneSophie

[Zvarjaciely]

LOVE her! Could I enter? How do I enter?? I want to get my hands on some WMEs so bad!

[blackhoeses]

So many good stores, I can not wait to see who wins