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Username: `Hypnotic
Name: Ahrah
Meaning 'Sly beast' in Elven. 'Sly' reffering to his 'trickster' personality. [Bonus points! ]
Age: 5 years
Story:
Ahrah had recently been very upset with his best female-friend, Arianna. She had been hanging around this Bayou Kelpie Westley far too much, in his own opinion. He obviously like the fae yet she showed absolutely no interest in him and instead went after that hopeless romantic Westley. He didn't understand it all all. Wasn't he the better choice of the two? After all, he was far more handsome and 'strong' for say. Ugh. Westley disgusted him. Sure, all the females just ADORED those dapples and extra-sharp horns. Westley was just a threat to him and his future mate. At least, in Ahrah's eyes. Somehow, someway, he had to get into Westley's head the fight for Arianna wasn't over yet. He wouldn't just give up the beautiful Dunalino mare. She was too special, too beautiful. He had to find some sort of prank... A trick. Yes, a trick would do well. Maybe getting him all dirty with mud would do the trick. After all, he'd heard the wussie was scared of the swamp. Ha. That was where they lived! He rolled his eyes mercilessly and started plotting revenge.

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The next day Ahrah had everything in order. He'd found out Arianna and Westley were supposed to meet by the swamp in an hour or so, but he had heard it was right near the muddiest part. He'd set up a large boobie-trap, he knew that Westley would be a gentlemen and get there first, to 'wow' Arianna some more, if she wasn't already in love with him. He let out a terrified snort. Flipping his mane, he walked slowly out to the stake-out, where he would await Westley's appearance.

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Westley came approaching, beautiful dapples and all. He looked almost spotless, not a speck of dirt to be seen on him. He laughed menacingly. Arianna was close behind him, he'd heard her big feet trampling throughout the forest the whole way here, he didn't know how Westley couldn't hear her. He shook his head quietly and focused at the task on hand. Just as he expected, the pretty boy walked right through the driest area of the beginning of the swamp, right into the book trap. Mud came swinging down from all angles, splattering his dark coat with thick mats of mud. Ahrah quickly held back horribly loud giggles. He watched haughtily as the stag tried to clear the mud off in disgust. Disdainfully, Westley searched for the horse that had been responsible, yet to no avail. Ahrah was carefully hidden behind all of the underbrush. Arianna quickly approached after she'd heard the disgruntled gasps. She found Westley in a barrage of mud, and she started giggling. "You look good, even in mud." A big smile lit upon her face and his and I choked back a half sob/groan as they walked slowly into the distance.

[mimi26188]

username: mimi26188
Name: trouble
age: 26
story: Trouble was ALWAYS found hogging the food in the horse pens he loved making fun of other horses which made them feel bad one day trouble met Bobo. He held Bobo by the scruff and dunked him into a well and left him there for an hour. When he got out he was soaking wet from head to toe. Trouble thought he had played enough mischief here so he set off for a new farm to start trouble...



Bobo is art that someone gave me for being first to reply (its a cat)

[MeltiTheDragon]

Username:Diamondshine101
Name:Triknik
Age:5 years old
Story:Triknik felt even more mischevous then usual. That day he was going to a new home. But he couldn't leave without saying goodbye to his old friend,Tundra. He felt that he should do a prank for April Fools Day. Triknik picked up red food dye and squeezed onto his leg to make fake blood. He ate the last carrot to make his foamy mouth "bleed". He groaned in front of Tundra,head down. Tundra whinnied,"What happened?!" Triknik flashed back,"April Fools!!!"

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@mimi26188 The story has to include one of my Bayou Kelpies, not a character given to you by another member. Plus Bayou Kelpies are wild living in the Bayou. From my understanding they cannot be tamed and have been known to kill anyone who has tried to tame them. Sorry love, I just have to tell you that your form is invalid. You can edit it to make it valid though.

[The One & Only Vapor]

Hehe, he looks wonderful! <3

Username: WhiteWolfMoon
Name: Ketargo {Basque for 'Mischief'. ^^}
Age: 8 years 2 months
Story: WIP <3 {It involves Shasta, what a problem for poor Ketargo! x3}

[`Hypnotic]

Username: `Hypnotic
Name: Ahrah
Meaning 'Sly beast' in Elven. 'Sly' reffering to his 'trickster' personality. [Bonus points! :D]
Age: 5 years
Story:
Ahrah had recently been very upset with his best female-friend, Arianna. She had been hanging around this Bayou Kelpie Westley far too much, in his own opinion. He obviously like the fae yet she showed absolutely no interest in him and instead went after that hopeless romantic Westley. He didn't understand it all all. Wasn't he the better choice of the two? After all, he was far more handsome and 'strong' for say. Ugh. Westley disgusted him. Sure, all the females just ADORED those dapples and extra-sharp horns. Westley was just a threat to him and his future mate. At least, in Ahrah's eyes. Somehow, someway, he had to get into Westley's head the fight for Arianna wasn't over yet. He wouldn't just give up the beautiful Dunalino mare. She was too special, too beautiful. He had to find some sort of prank... A trick. Yes, a trick would do well. Maybe getting him all dirty with mud would do the trick. After all, he'd heard the wussie was scared of the swamp. Ha. That was where they lived! He rolled his eyes mercilessly and started plotting revenge.

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The next day Ahrah had everything in order. He'd found out Arianna and Westley were supposed to meet by the swamp in an hour or so, but he had heard it was right near the muddiest part. He'd set up a large boobie-trap, he knew that Westley would be a gentlemen and get there first, to 'wow' Arianna some more, if she wasn't already in love with him. He let out a terrified snort. Flipping his mane, he walked slowly out to the stake-out, where he would await Westley's appearance.

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Westley came approaching, beautiful dapples and all. He looked almost spotless, not a speck of dirt to be seen on him. He laughed menacingly. Arianna was close behind him, he'd heard her big feet trampling throughout the forest the whole way here, he didn't know how Westley couldn't hear her. He shook his head quietly and focused at the task on hand. Just as he expected, the pretty boy walked right through the driest area of the beginning of the swamp, right into the book trap. Mud came swinging down from all angles, splattering his dark coat with thick mats of mud. Ahrah quickly held back horribly loud giggles. He watched haughtily as the stag tried to clear the mud off in disgust. Disdainfully, Westley searched for the horse that had been responsible, yet to no avail. Ahrah was carefully hidden behind all of the underbrush. Arianna quickly approached after she'd heard the disgruntled gasps. She found Westley in a barrage of mud, and she started giggling. "You look good, even in mud." A big smile lit upon her face and his and I choked back a half sob/groan as they walked slowly into the distance.

[rainbowdash462]

Username:
-AdventureTime-
Name:
Akaan - Hebrew name and means "trouble."
Age: 7 years
Story: "Ooh Tundra Poo!" Akaan taunted. "Oh come here my sweet sweet child," He called out. He could see Tundra was getting a little bit flustered. Tundra decided to walk it off. Akaan decided to follow quietly behind. Earlier, Akaan, decided to eat Tundra's favorite, lush, patch of grass, where he knew Tundra would go to eat when unhappy. When Tundra arrived, he whinnied in frustration. Akaan trotted up to Tundra with a very mischievious grin. "Oh, your patch gone?" He looked at his belly then back up at Tundra. "Thanks for the great meal." And trotted away. Soon Akaan put meal worms in Tundra's oat bag. When Tundra went to eat he got a mouthful of bugs. He spat them out quickly as they squirmed all over. "Have a nice meal." Akaan told Tundra and trotted off.

[sapphirespirit]

Username:sapphirepirit
Name: Kahini -Mischievous in sanskrit
Age:
8
Art:
WIP

[`Hypnotic]

When will this be ending? :)

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Whenever I feel that there are enough entries or when people stop posting for a length of time. Maybe two days.