[G.L'S]

Username: G.L'S
Equid's Name: Icaron
Age: 7
Height: 12.2hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Icaron is wise beyond his years. He is a sage stallion who always seems to have an experience for everything. He is cautious by nature and calculates the possible outcomes of any idea before putting anything into action. Icaron is a thinker and a debater of ideas and why things are, mainly so he can find his identity and his place In the world.
Poem/ descriptive piece:

When I was green as the summer grass,
I thought I knew the world.
The vast plain around me
Was all that there was.

But when the time came
When my legs were long
But the grass now dead,
My senses caught something that was foreign to me.
Something else in this world.

The warm sun no longer lit my coat,
The sky was greyer than I
And eventually
It was as if
The greyness was flaking off the sky.
Something from somewhere else...

The flakes fell gently first
Covering the ground and wetting my pelt
Then they began to whip across the sky.
In innocent fear
I hid by my unfazed dam
But that held no escape.
The flakes sought me out
And attacked my eyes with vengeance.
The unknown force was trying to hurt me...

I screamed in fright
I whinnied for salvation
But all I received
Was a irritated nudge.
I eventually freed myself from the grasp of the flakes.
But not without a price:
Red eyes and a soppy coat for an egotistical yearling.

[mayaHDTV08]

Username: mayaHDTV08
Equid's Name: Blizzard
Age: 3
Height: 12.2hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Blizzard acts serious and strict when he is actually a happy-go-lucky, fun loving, equid. He absolutely loves the snow and when he sees it he goes crazy. He bounces around and kicks snow everywhere. He can't get enough fun out of the snow! But he hates being out to long because he gets cold.
Poem/ descriptive piece: Walking the plains at a cold hour
When I get struck by a mysterious power
The wind blows snow into my eyes
Unable to see the ground or skies
I cover my face and turn to the side
From the powerful wind I try to hide
The wind pounds on my back and nips at my nose
I walk in an awkward pose
I see my home not far ahead
I think of a small cave and my warm bed
I fell the wind chill me to the bone
The snow hits my cold face, leaving a red tone
I reach my home and I'm struck with galore
I won't have to go through this cold anymore
I run inside and kick off the snow
I shake my coat and lie low
I lay on the grass in front of a roaring fire
I fall asleep so for Christmas morning I will not tire

[*Blackberry*]

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Username:
*Blackberry*
This would be my first WME.


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Equid's Name:
Cray Fullbuster
Named this guy after a character who uses ice magic in Fairy tail.
Age:
6 years old
I don't really see an age info for WME, but I think 6 years old is perfect.
Height:
12.2hh
Gender:
Stallion
Personality:
A guy who doesn't like being reminded of his past by others, he usually gets into fights with a certain WME, though he does not say so, but he treats him as a friend. Gray is loyal, and will not betrays his friends or family. He likes to take strolls by the lake alone, and recall the sad past, though others tell him that overcoming his past with his friends would help, he just brush those comments off, he wants to overcome the past on his on, but he is the type to do things on his own, he doesn't want to depend on anyone. Gray love seeing comedy animes, which he finds amusing, and it is one of the rare things that makes him happy when he is alone somewhere suitable and comfortable for him.



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Poem/ descriptive piece:
Snow, blow, blows into my eyes,
I bow down to escape the snow,
I lift my hoove,
and paws the ground,
looking around,
to find shelter from the snow,
I shivered, and tremble of coldness,
seeking for a kind soul,
who would give me shelter,
in this snowstorm,
I trot, walk,
just walking about,
I wonder if I will be lost forever,
I pout,
and was ready to cry,
but stallion do not cry,
I take a deep breath,
and was about to continue,
Snow, blows, blows into my ears,
I flicked my ears,
wanting to escape from the snow,
all of a sudden,
I see a light,
a light I felt that was warm,
I trot, walk,
towards the light,
and found someone,
with a plate of cookies awaiting me.

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[oMallieKat]

Username:
--star--
Equid's Name:
Probably something like Blitzen, but I will have to see him to be sure
Age:
This little guy is only 5 years old, hes a real troublemaker
Height:
12.2hh
Gender:
Stallion
Personality:
Blitzen loves to run around and play in the snow and loves to make jokes. the best prank he has pulled yet is when he found a piece of string and stretched it out between two trees and his best friend walked right into it and fell flat on his face. He loves to make annoying noises as well and then blames it on others.
Poem/ descriptive piece:
(Written by me)
I turned around and saw him frown,
for a snowball had been thrown.
the game began and I ran,
down the path of cleared out snow.
You got it in my ear!
does it look like I care
get back here he yelled!
and thats when I felt
The snow cold and frozen on me.
Karma is what this had to be.

[Arabianwolflove]

wip, have to post final form in a sec

but here's something for now~
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[anarchy, inc.]

Username: anarchy, inc.
Equid's Name: Ephaal
Age: 5
Height: 12.2hh
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Ephaal is a happy go lucky, joyous character which no amount of sadness can affect. He's always around to bring out our of the dumps and cheer you up, whether it be with a campy song and a little dance or a sweet poem to make you blush. He's also a lady killer, but not a distasteful type, he can't help that everyone is drawn to him!
Poem/ descriptive piece:
Winter's rain, crystalline and free
falling, floating, cascading
around me.
The sweet smell of summer is finally fading,
with it goes songbirds and dreams
now slowly ending.
Winter's rain, crystalline and white as cream,
falling gently in
soft swirling teams.
Eyes lifted up to see closer these forms,
eyelashes flutter,
and soon are adorned.
Three quick blinks are all it takes
to bring forth an onslaught
of freezing white flakes.
Vicious wind bites and blows
through trees gray,
winter has entered my eyes, you might say.
Winter's rain, crystalline and gentle,
but cold as rivers rushing
and now stuck to my pupils.

[p-ond]

Username: Caskett
Equid's Name: Hobbes
Age: 9 months, he's still very young and only experiencing his first winter
Height: 12.2hh (when he matures)
Gender: Stallion (but for now a colt)
Personality: Hobbes, being still a young foal, has yet to develop the nuanced personality he would have as an adult, so I decided to do two sections, I hope you don't mind ^^

As a foal:
Hobbes is an inquisitive creature, as all babies are, and he is constantly amazed by the world around him. A perpetual expression on his face is one of wonder, excitement, awe; any new fascination can bring out a smile on his face. Now that he is beyond the stage of being stuck to his mother like a barnacle, Hobbes is beginning to explore the world and learn more about the vastness of his mountain home. He is not very courageous, and frequently runs back to his Mama in tears, but is too stubborn to give up on satisfying his curiosities just because of a little fear. Often he will bully himself into going back to a place that scared him, only to be distracted along the way and forget all about his original intentions. Unsurprisingly, this absentmindedness can lead to him getting lost, and his dutiful mother never lets him stray far before calling the odd little colt back. Sometimes though, he will be so immersed in his wandering that he won't hear her (or sometimes he pretends not to!), and the whole herd will be searching for him for hours before he finally shows up. For this reason, the adult Equids that know him are none too fond of the rascal colt, and are of the opinion he is not well-disciplined. Really, Hobbes couldn't help his curiosity even if he tried. Once he gets the urge to investigate or learn, he has to have his curiosity satisfied before thinking of anything else. One thing that has always fascinated him ever since he first discovered it is music. He cannot get enough, whether it is the occasional sound coming from humans venturing into the mountains, his hooves crunching pebbles, or even other WME's whinnying. Most of all, he loves birdsong, and often spends long walks with his mother listening to the wide variety of birds that inhabit that mountains. The way sounds can mush together and create something new is probably his deepest fascination of all.

As an adult:
Hobbes still has the curious, adventurous, music-loving personality he did as a colt. Now, instead of searching for new discoveries in his home, he knows every rock and tree and deer trail that make up the mountains, and they are a part of him he could never live without. Knowing a place so well makes Hobbes feel fulfilled, although he often struggles to explain this sense to other Equids. While there may not be many surprises left in the mountains for the wandering stallion, music is something that can satisfy his innate curiosity. While it is hard for Hobbes to make songs himself, he still loves birds and their beautiful calls. Often, he takes his friends bridwatching, and knows every type that makes the mountains its home. He can identify their calls from hundreds of feet away, and loves to discover new species he was unaware of. Unfortunately, Hobbes often struggles with depression, because he feels like there are no other Equids who understand his passion for music. This leads to him being gone for weeks at a time, traveling to foreign mountains searching for new music and new Equids to share it with.

Poem/ descriptive piece:
Around me a violent whiteness swirls
Forming loops and trails and curls
From every direction it flows and spurts
When it catches on my tongue, it hurts!

What is this coldness, this nothing that's white?
Why does it put up such a fight?
Pushing and pulling and burying me
It fills my ears and my nose and freezes my teeth

At first I was scared, but now I'm delighted
to have snow touch my face, my senses are heightened
Inside my ears, I enjoy the sensation
It clouds from my nose and makes foggy formations

This snow's so beautiful in its white wintry way
A magical thing that brightens my day
It blankets the world and muffles the sound
I hope that when spring comes, it'll still be around

I'm so sorry this has taken so long! I have to say, reading your writing really was amazing, some of it is really breathtaking. Bee- I loved the imagery in your piece!
But congratulations Caskett! I love the evident thought that's been put into his development and your poem was lovely C:
(I'll PM you about his quip after I've had the chance to unveil him)

[Caskett]

OMG Cookie thank you so much!!!!!!!!

It has been my goal ever since you first became a guest artist to adopt one of your gorgeous quiddies, and I had given up hope. Thank you so so so much! I promise to love Hobbes forever <3



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*dies*

[Beewings]

Congrats Caskett, awesome job!