[Cloud']

Owner: G.L'S
Horse's Name: Elli (Norse goddess of old age)
Height: 14.3 h
Gender: mare
Rarity: Rare

This DAM is something special as you can see - he/she has a somatic mutation - the black patch on the otherwise bay coat is caused by the agouti gene leaving out this section so it stayed an undiluted black.

[~punkstache]

-dropped out-

Gaa school got in the way >.<


But so pretty <3

[jensen ackles]

Owner: Jayjay's-Pie
Horse's Name: Rocket
Height: 14.3 h
Gender: Male
Rarity: Rare
How many DAMs do you own yet? None, he would be my first <3
Short Personality: Rocket is a loud, confident stallion. He is loyal, playful, and sarcastic.
Extra:
wip.... >w<

[Underworld]

Owner: Underworld
Horse's Name: Vallen
Height: 14.3 h
Gender: Male
Rarity: Rare
How many DAMs do you own yet? None
Short Personality: Vallen is silly and fun. He loves to play around.
Extra:

[G.L'S]

Owner: G.L'S
Horse's Name: Elli (Norse goddess of old age)
Height: 14.3 h
Gender: mare
Rarity: Rare
How many DAMs do you own yet? none yet, I've been trying for my first for a bit, and what a beauty!
Short Personality: Elli is an outspoken lady who can be the first to tell you what's on her mind but she's smart enough to keep her mouth shut when her opinion is not warranted. She is intelligent and reserved. She usually knows when it's best to say what is needed when, except when she seems to slip up. She has moments where she can be contemporary or very old school, and usually sticks to the emotions of her elders rather than her peers. Elli is a mare of action, both in good deeds and deceitful jokes, showing both sides of her personality.
Extra: An interaction with Phoebe (pic in sig)

In my young years, I had grown restless and rebellious as the sandstorms that blew across the desert, causing chaos and disharmony in its wake. I had come to associate with the sandstorm since my birth herd grew sick of me and slowly began to force me away with my coming of age. I travelled as swiftly and distant like the wind, covering area to stifle my growing fascination of the world around me and beyond the desert. After many weeks of travel, the sand turned to stone and earth beneath my split hooves. Despite hating the feeling, I kept pursuing forward. I could survive a little discomfort to ease my yearning mind.

I traveled further, slowly getting used to the cushioned feeling on my hooves, but when the earth began to ascend before and beneath me, I realized this territory had to be he polar opposite of my own: the land was covered in patches of grass, water and snow atop of hard rocks that were nothing like the endless sea of sand that I had always known. I wondered if there were others like me, at least in a way, that lived amongst this opposite landscape. Were they the opposite of that of my own kind or similar in some ways? I kept going upwards not knowing that not long after, my queries would be answered.

As I picked my way up the rocky terrain, I heard a clattering of hooves that rang out amongst the rocks far above me and into the mountainsides. I stopped and pricked my ears in interest, waiting patiently for my answer to arrive. After a while, the thunderous clattering shrunk to a sound of a singular set of hooves and grew louder as it came. I saw a flash of a pelt from the corner of my eye and immediately retracted my curiosity. This creature could be friend or foe and I was unprotected in unknown territory. I was practically sealing my fate.

"Hey, who are you?"
A young voice rang out and an odd looking equine figure emerged onto a ledge, poising herself to watch me warily. I realized then in that moment that she was just as unsure of me as I was of her.

"Greetings, my name is Elli. I am from another land and was curious to see the ways of the world."
I answered maybe too formally, unsure how to address such an different equine. Her ears were massive, her hair stood on end all down her body and her tail was like that of a lion's, but her coat was the most intriguing. It was one of many colours and patterns that pleased the eye. I caught myself staring and immediately dropped my gaze.

"My name is Phoebe. I could tell you weren't from around here. A) you look too different and B) you don't look to be suited for galavanting around mountainous terrain."
She said with a smile on her face. I could tell she was young, but she held an aura that was very old, older than both our species. Old like mine.

"Well I cannot say as I am in either respect."
I answered. Although the young mare was nice enough, it felt as if there was a barrier between us, as of our kind was never supposed to meet. Although we didn't belong in the other's territory, it felt like more than just that. Feeling my curiosity ebb away to nothing and the need to return home increasing, I thanked her for our short encounter and began to pick my way back toward the desert.

Years later, that brief encounter has never left my mind. The feeling of meeting an old soul in a different world unsure of why it felt that way. It has kept my brain busy and brought a new insight into how I returned and lived in the desert.

[The Royal Mirage]

No eye colour?

[Oddly Shaded]

Owner: Oddly Shaded
Horse's Name: Andivir - Andy for Short
Height: 14.3 h
Gender: Stallion
Rarity: Rare
How many DAMs do you own yet? I own two DAM's, my first dam is actually the daughter of my 2nd whom I won after being placed up for re-adoption. Quite a coincidence! Ielona is the daughter of Reino, and those are my current babies.
Short Personality: Andy is a flashy Stallion who tries to stand out. With a shorter mane, he isn't as desirable as other Stallions with longer graceful manes. So instead of using natural beauty to his advantage he uses his strength and determination. But in saying that, he is still one of the most handsome stallions I know! Andivir is almost always arching his back up round and extending himself naturally and collecting himself to become a fancy looking mustang, desirable for all. He is very female orientated and that can occasionally get to his head.
Extra: Headshot: By Oddly Shaded

[shadow59]

[b]Owner: shadow59
Horse's Name: diablo
Height: 14.3 h
Gender: male
Rarity: Rare
How many DAMs do you own yet? none
[/b]

[b]Short Personality: bouncy, full of energy and spirit, he loves to run and jump. diablo especially loves running on the beach and swimming in the sea.

[b]Extra: poem
Somewhere in time's own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some paradise where horses go,
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.

The bold fight, The brave fight till they die,
For they'd rather be dead than alive,
A pure heart cannot survive, under such a strain they will die,
The heart needs freedom,
To soar and fly,
It's like a wild mustang stallion,
Whose last challenge cry was answered,
With a rope around his throat,
And when his heart gave in,
The cowboy knew his sin,
He would never ride this steed,
His spirit was broken and so he died,
From lack of will to survive,
So let the wild hearts soar free and fly

[i]poem about horses in winter:
Their manes are a wintry white
Frosted with the glittering snow
There backs are dappled light
And shimmer with a frozen glow

Dark browns and golden tones
Contrast with the wonderland
From dark grays to deep roans
The muted colors of the land

Their manes and backs are white
Frosted with the falling snow
The horses dance through the light
Of the shining, shimmering snow [/i]

[myth;]

Owner: ᴍʏᴛʜ + ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ
Horse's Name: Jazz
Height: 14.3 h
Gender: Stallion
Rarity: Rare
How many DAMs do you own? None...
Short Personality: Jazz is one happy-go-lucky DAM. Good-natured and always able to take things in stride, he provides a decent contrast to the more serious demeanor of herd leaders and loners. He's also a talker, something others like to tease him about, and he can lighten anyone's bad day. He might be one of the smallest DAMs but he's by no means a coward, willing to take on any foe, big or small.
Extra: Art - wip

[stabbrielle]

Owner: -- b e n j i
Horse's Name: Farrah
Height: 14.3 h
Gender: mare
Rarity: Rare
How many DAMs do you own yet? 2
Short Personality:
Farrah is a peaceful soul. She is quiet and kind to others and always puts the needs of others before herself. Farrah rather enjoys long walks in the desert she calls home, especially at dusk when the sun is just setting. At that time it is not too hot and not too cold for her to be active. Farrah has a huge soft spot for foals, and wants to have many. She leads lost and abandoned foals to small oases where she cares for them until they find a loving home.
Extra: