WME: Seal Bay Pangare by CopperChaos

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WME: Seal Bay Pangare

Postby CopperChaos » Tue Aug 20, 2013 7:22 am

I said i would be difficult but not to much, eh think of it as making sure he goes to the best home. To win this stally fill out the form below. WIPS and Edits are allowed other rules still apply. No changing the form (other than erasing the writing in parentheses)

Username: maluruloki
Name: Kiragg
Name Meaning: After the mountain Kiragg which hosts the tallest falls in Norway.
Age: 6 years
Height: 14hh
Short Personality: Like the waterfalls he adores, Kiragg is majestic (but don't tell him that...he'll get a complex). He is also persistent and will wear someone down with his unwavering behavior until they either bend or break. Mares have fallen to his romantic sweet-talk simply because he never gave up. He tends to take the path of least resistance, so others call him lazy. I think he's opportunistic. He does take risks sometimes (his motto is "Take the plunge!") and it has hurt him many times; he has a limp in one back leg from doing just such a thing. He hates that weakness and hides it as best he can by drawing attention away from it. He will thunderously enter your life and you'll have memories of it, believe me. Whether they're good or bad is up to you!
Picture of What He reminds you of and why: http://totallyfrickinawesome.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/Triple-Falls-Glacier-Park-USA.jpg - Glacial waterfalls.
I was watching you design him, copper, and the first thing that popped into my mind was: "Oh, how cool. The quipping looks like waterfalls running down his body." Then I thought, "Brown waterfalls...sounds kind of unattractive." But then I thought, "Glacier water looks like that though, with the silt in it." That being said...
I know the quipping on his body isn't perfectly vertical, but it's as if you're looking down on the waterfalls/rivers from above. How the quipping fades reminds me of the waterfall's misty spray and how it disappears into the land around it. I can see the white markings on his body reminding me of patches of never-melting snow. I can see the pinker parts relating to beds of quartz that lay hidden until revealed by swiftly moving water. It's like his quippings begin in the heavens and whirls down to the earth, much like the waterfalls themselves.
Favorite Weather: Those swiftly-moving storms that dump rain in the high mountains but skip the plains below; you're treated to a show without having to hide from the wetness!
Short story: It was one of those days... It was hot and muggy and disgusting - the air was so thick that you could slice it with a sharp snap of your tail if you tried hard enough. Kiragg wanted to sigh, but the thought of one more huge lungful of that thick air was enough to make him savor a nice slow breath instead. His herdmate beside him looked up from grazing and saw how the stallion's eyes were on the far horizon. They weren't quite looking into the sun, but to the deep-blue mountain range and the gathering clouds behind the snow-topped crests.
"Kiragg, you know you can't summon the storms," his herdmate said with a laugh. Kiragg snorted and swished his tail at a pesky fly.
"Nonsense. I've been doing it for years." He retorted with a slow blink that drew attention to his oddly-colored eyes. The most poetic mares swooned over them and called them drops of amber or honey-hued. His herdmate saw how they caught the sunlight and reflected it back like a gemstone. No wonder Kiragg was so...assured of himself. "I'll prove it to you. I'll run up into those hills and back. As I come back, I'll bring the storm with me." Before his herdmate could caution against this foolhardy quest, the seal bay pangare Equid was off, his white socks flashing in the sunlit air.

Kiragg ran like the wind. No, he ran with the wind. No...he was the wind. The stallion hummed to himself in quiet delight as he made it up into the foothills of the mountains with relative ease. His dainty hooves picked their way expertly up the increasingly-ragged cliffs and towards his favorite place: the waterfall. He often came here for solace and to center himself when his temper ran too hot. He reached the foggy base of the natural wonder and craned his head up towards its peak. He had never been up to there...why not? After all, he had the means. It took him not long to reach the summit and he stood there, feeling the rumble of the moving water in his bones. It thrilled him beyond measure. If only HE had this kind of power! Above him, the storm clouds grew dark and brooding. Kiragg felt a rush of bravado and leapt onto a boulder in the center of the river. He stood there, master of all that spread before him, and was so involved that he never took note of how the river deepened...and the waterfall's rumble increased.

With a crash, the storm broke! With a howl, the wind kicked up! With a smash, Kiragg was knocked into the river by a sudden wave of rain/snow-water that sent him hurtling over the edge of the falls! He was breathless - weightless - no longer fearless as the pool below hurtled up to meet him! Darkness...silence...and then the ragged bump of river rocks beneath his shoulder. Kiragg spewed water and dragged himself out, shivering and scared. Home was where he needed to be...and home he went. The foolhardy young stallion made it back with a terrible limp in one hind leg. He made up a fabulous story that no one believed and always stuck to it, so the herd accepted that they would never know. Kiragg was always reminded of that fateful day...and about how powerful a waterfall can be. He respects them more than ever and loves how the far-off storms make them rumble.
Describe his eyes: Take a peek at the picture I linked again. Let's get poetic.
How the sunlight shines through the misty waters thrown up from the falls. How it radiates out from the center to catch your attention before it wanders to take in the rest of the beauty - those are Kiragg's eyes.
He also seems thoughtful in his picture, so we'll say that they're pensive eyes too.
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Re: WME: Seal Bay Pangare

Postby Manx » Tue Aug 20, 2013 7:23 am

A lovely stallion, but I'm going to drop out. ^^
Best of luck to you all! <3
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Re: WME: Seal Bay Pangare

Postby greye » Tue Aug 20, 2013 7:25 am

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Re: WME: Seal Bay Pangare

Postby Scarlip » Tue Aug 20, 2013 7:28 am

Username: !magine
Name: Thor
Name Meaning: Thor is old Norse and means "thunder". Thor was the Norse god of thunder and power, too.
Age: 5
Height: 15hh
Short Personality: (one paragraph = 7-9 sentences)
Picture of What He reminds you of and why: He reminds me of a thunderstorm. :3. His whole appearance reminds me of a thunderstorm, and I mean, every last bit of him. The white on his feet reminds me of Cumulus clouds starting to reach up towards the skies - a white, puffy type of clouds that slowly grow huge and are said to be the first forecasters of a coming thunderstorm. The dark base color of the coat seems like the dark, threatening storm clouds gathering, covering the skies at a later stage of the storm. Especially the quipping on his shoulder, the one right behind the forequarters, the one on his hindquarters (and legs) and the one on his tail remind me of lightning bolts reaching down to the ground, with their distinctive "rugged" shape, the light color contrasting the dark base and the way they slightly fade. The shorter quipping reminds me of the kind of lightning bolts that fade into the clouds. The pangare helps that effect, the lighter colored parts it causes remind me of the glow effect caused by the lightning. His seemingly glowing eye reminds me of the electricity that the air is filled with during a thunderstorm. Even the stripes on his front hooves I connect with thunderstorms - you know that sight, when a storm passes by in the distance and you see the rain coming down in dark "streaks", if the air is clean enough? It reminds me of that. And last but not least, his pink muzzle witht he white stripe reminds me of the fact that every thunderstorm cleans the air and leaves peace and purity behind. :3
Favorite Weather: Thor's favorite wheather, how else could it be, are thunderstorms. He loves every bit of them, the dark clouds gathering slowly, the storm reaching its peak and even the quiet afterwards. 8)
Short story: (Involving his favorite weather) W.I.P.
Describe his eyes: W.I.P.
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Re: WME: Seal Bay Pangare

Postby RainbowFinch » Tue Aug 20, 2013 7:50 am

I decided to drop out, he is beautiful but that strong connection isnt there for me. Good luck everyone else, hope he gets an amazing home!!
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Re: WME: Seal Bay Pangare

Postby Poison » Tue Aug 20, 2013 7:51 am

Username: Poison
Name: Elysia (E-lie-jia)
Name Meaning: Lightning struck
Age: 2 Years
Height: 13.2hh
Short Personality:
Elysia is honest, sweet, humble, a little shy, and wise. Unless he is around others he knows, you won't see his true self. Elysia always has to know what is going on around him and he can talk your ears off. He knows so much, he could talk to you for days and days and you would never be bored. He knows many jokes and many wise sayings that will make you happy so you'll forget why you were sad or angry. Elysia loves to be around others and can't stand to sleep alone in a new place. He loves to adventure into new places and dance in the lightning storms.
Picture of What He reminds you of and why:
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His quiping reminds me of lightning streaking through the sky. It is beautiful <3
Favorite Weather: Lightning storm (Like Heat lightning, there isn't alot of thunder)
Short story: After the hot and humid day the breeze was more than welcome. The sun was just behind the mountains now and Elysia was headed home. The sunset was beautiful, one that you would always remember. As he walked in peace, the breeze died and the sun was gone, walking alone Elysia had a smile on his face. He could feel the lightning coming and he was waiting for the perfect time to start dancing. Sure his "dancing" wasn't like some of the others, but it was graceful and he loved every minuted of it. When you dance in a lightning storm; it is beautiful. Each dance is different, it all depends on the way you feel. It's a stress reliever in a way, but for Elysia it is his life. Suddenly his hair stood on end and the first strike of lightning lit up the sky. Elyisa laughed and reached up towards the fading light. Tonight would be wonderful. A boom of thunder roared across the mountains and more lightning flashed; it was time to dance.
Describe his eyes:
His eyes are like beautiful pools of molten gold. Shining in the darkest of places; beautiful eyes that will draw you closer to him.
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Re: WME: Seal Bay Pangare

Postby preppy paws » Tue Aug 20, 2013 8:02 am

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Name:Kodemae (Ko.dem.may)
Name Meaning:Tigers Eye In Japanese
Age:4
Height:13.4
Short Personality: (one paragraph = 7-9 sentences)
Picture of What He reminds you of and why: Image...he is the calm rain dropping onto a leaf for protection and rest
Favorite Weather:he loves rain storms during the foggy night of sleeping Wild Mountain Equids
Short story: (Involving his favorite weather)
Describe his eyes:a burning flame in the dead of night that can be seen from space

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Re: WME: Seal Bay Pangare

Postby Jaydoge » Tue Aug 20, 2013 8:28 am

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Name: Nicodemus
Name Meaning: From the Greek name Nikodemos which meant "victory of the people" from Greek nike "victory" and demos "the people".
Age: 6 years
Height: 15.2 Hands
Short Personality: Nicodemus is a wise and caring stallion, the knowledge he's gained in the short 6 years he's walked the earth is more than most equids learn in a lifetime. Mindful of the mares and foals, he keeps their best interest ahead of his own safety. As brave as he is, he is not fearless. Fast flowing water spooks him and he'll avoid swimming if he can. When food runs short for his herd, he'll often lead them to where he normally stashes food, choosing to go hungry for a day to keep his family moving. Nicodemus will sometimes do something uncommon for equines, befriending birds, squirrels, and rabbits out on the ranges he roams. These allies are vital to him because they keep him informed on where predators and humans are in his territory. He often looks out for these friends as well and makes sure to check in with them every so often when he's near their burrows or nests. Despite his wise facade, he's still a big foal himself. A little puddle or some snow and he's a right mess, rolling and kicking up the drifts or mud at his mares along with his foals.
Picture of What He reminds you of and why: Silly Horses. Back when I was in junior high, I used to walk down this street where on either side there were big yards with corrals with big noisy horses in them. Whenever it rained, the majority of the horses would hang out under their shelters, but there was always that one bay that was out still, splashing and rolling around in the mud and puddles. And every time his owner would come outside, call him a silly old horse, and take him under the shelter. It always brightened those lonely walks in the rain by myself, reminded me that somebody can still enjoy the gloomy weather and turn it into something fun.
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Favorite Weather: Drizzle to moderate rain, just enough to soak the ground and pool in some areas.
Short story: After what seemed like months of hot dry weather, Nicodemus heaved a sigh of relief at the cool drizzle coming down of the slopes above the flat plains his herd was grazing on. The mares tried to get their foals to settle down under the trees, but they were just as restless as their head stallion. The rain started to fall heavier on Nicodemus' back, the 6 year old giving a snort as he shook his mane and tail, flinging some mud in the process. The mares gave some chastising whinnies at their stallion, a few of them were older than he was and thought that was just ornery of him to toss some mud at them! By now they were used to this childish behavior, Nicodemus had led and taken care of them for almost 2 years and had done a darn good job at it! Everyone was healthy, well fed, and in full spirits as they should be! Shaking his head back at his mares, Nicodemus poked out his tongue and blew a raspberry. Odd sound to hear from a horse, but the foals got a kick out of it!

And of course, the foals couldn't keep still and longer! They fussed and tussled despite their mothers' insistent reminders to behave themselves, soon enough they were chasing one another, slipping and sliding in the mud. They were making a bigger mess than their foal of a leader had started! And Nicodemus couldn't resist joining in on the play, trotting after the foals, nipping at their tails and manes to help keep them from falling on the slicked earth. The mares quietly enjoyed the moment of peace while the foals were busy getting dirty, Nicodemus busying himself with keeping those foals from careening down the hillside as top speed. But soon the rain started to pour, pelting down in their backsides as they hightailed it back to the safety of the trees. Exhausted and muddy, all the foals laid down with their mothers and curled their tails over the faces to clock out the cold and the rain. Thunder rolled in the distance, quite the storm had brewed as late in the year as it was. Nicodemus did his final checkup on each of the sleeping foals and their mothers, settling down in front of the herd to rest like they were. Ears still erect but head under his tail, Nicodemus dozed to the sound of rain music and thunder drums...
Describe his eyes: Like precious insects encased in Amber, the shade of Gold shines warmer than the richest and sweetest spoonful of Honey. Through those eyes, a spirit of unconditional love and compassion resides.
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Re: WME: Seal Bay Pangare

Postby myth; » Tue Aug 20, 2013 8:49 am

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name: Titan (Τῑτάν)

name meaning: According to Diodorus, the Titans were named after their mother Titaia, meaning "fire; to burn." Hesiod derives the name from titaino, "straining." In Greek mythology, this is the name of a sun god, the brother of Helios, and the name of a race of giants. It is also the name of the largest moon of the planet Saturn.

age: 6 years

height: 14.2hh

short personality: Titan, despite his name sake, doesn't have the largest personality but the largest heart. Out of all the equids I have met, Titan has been the one to show the most compassion towards others and nature, his ability to forgive and forget is rather extraordinary. Though he can be rather ecstatic and bubbly, he tends to keep far from trouble unless it comes towards him, another reason why I love him so much. In the short time I have had to meet him, I have learned that Titan is very loyal to his friends and family, putting his life before theirs. What he sets his heart and mind on is soon accomplished, how do I know? Well, yesterday I saw him try to reach an apple for over half an hour before he eventually knocked it down. But instead of eating it himself, he rolled it over to some foals that had been brave enough to edge closer to me and himself.
For all these reasons and more; I love him.


a picture of what he reminds you of and why: Titan reminds me of tree roots because most his markings are going downwards towards the ground, like the roots of a tree. Also his dark and light browns give him the appearance of spring time soil in which the flowers grow. ^-^

favorite weather: Spring of course!

short story: WIP(Involving his favorite weather)

describe his eyes: WIP.
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Re: WME: Seal Bay Pangare

Postby The One & Only Vapor » Tue Aug 20, 2013 8:54 am

Oh my God ;u;

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Name: WIP
Name Meaning: WIP
Age: 5 years, 2 months
Height: WIP
Short Personality: (one paragraph = 7-9 sentences)
Picture of What He reminds you of and why:
A Chocolate Cake, or Eclair. ;u;
This, for a Cake example. <3
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Or a chocolate eclair...?
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Favorite Weather: WIP
Short story: (Involving his favorite weather)
Describe his eyes:
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