[ShadyBro]

To win this lovely lady, tell me a bit about her personality, and then tell me how she got her scars.

5 words max for her personality, 500 words max for her back story.

Unlimited extras, prettying up allowed, feel free to ask for extensions.
(You are free to design her other side as you please, and are more than welcome to use your chosen scaring placement to your advantage in her story.)

Username: ChilliGhost
Show Name: Memoria Vivir
Barn Name: Amparo
Gender: Mare
Age: 8 Years
Height: 16.8hh

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[Sandy Hoofprints]

Username: sandy Hoofprints
Show Name: Fearless Flamboyance
Barn Name: Fizz
Gender: Mare
Age: 6
Height: 17hh
Personality: Intelligent. Strong-willed. Brave. Out-going.
Story: {454 words}

The unnamed mare whinnied loudly, but the man didn't come back out of his house. She was left there alone and the wind was bitterly cold. She stood at the gate making all the noise she could. She could hear incessant barking from inside the dirty grey building. Giving up on trying to get the man's attention she walked off to search the tiny paddock for a way out. There was vicious barbed wire around all the fence, so she wasn't going to risk squeezing out, but the gate was old and rusty and she figured she could probably break it down and get away from this uncaring man. She spent only a few minutes determining how she would escape before she took a run up and blasted through. The gate hinges ripped away from the rotting wooden post with a loud crack. And when it hit the ground it made a deafening clanging noise. As she jumped the fallen gate the door of the house flew open and three huge snarling mongrels burst out ahead of their master. "Oi!" he yelled and the frenzied dogs began to chase the mare down the overgrown lane.
The young mare used her speed to get away but at the bottom of the lane there was a cattle grid. She paused for only a few seconds before taking a huge leap over it, but by the time she landed the fastest of the mutts had launched itself at her behind and sunk it's vicious teeth in ripping through her silvery hide. She was now significantly slowed down and another dog caught up and snatched at her hind leg, but she was strong and kicked it off. The first had now let go and jumped for her face from her left side, but as she whipped her head out of the way she brought it straight against the third animals aggressive jaws. It tore at her neck before she kicked it hard with her front leg and it sprawled into the mud. Another jumped at her again, managing to scratch her face with its claws but she threw it off, bucking and rearing. She could now hear the man's voice approaching and with a final kick she jumped up and put her thoroughbred genes to use, speeding away down the country lane. She was injured but still speedy and they had no hope of catching her now.
The mare was rescued by an horse sanctuary and went to live with a foster carer whilst her wounds healed but the lady fell in love with her, and couldn't let her go to another home. She adored her stubborn nature, and named her Fizz because of her bubbly, out-going peronality.

[Cardinal.]

Username: ChilliGhost
Show Name: Memoria Vivir
Barn Name: Amparo
Gender: Mare
Age: 8 Years
Height: 16.8hh
Personality: Alert, Introvert, Impulsive, Intuitive & Follower.
Story: [472 Words]
The roaring crowd. The clank of the metal that protected her silver flanks. This could be the very last of her ventures. The silver mare shuffled uncomfortably in place, dull grey hooves dragging through the dust which lingered below her feet. Bright rays of light pierced through the cracks in the wood. She would be the Matador's last defense against El Diablo. A famous and extremely bulky bull. One especially known for killing horses and their riders. Flicking her ears back, they listened intently as the spears brushed against the smooth metal. It was cold to the touch, causing her whithers to twitch slightly with anticipation of the fight. Mud brown eyes circled back to look at the coloured fabrics which wove around the wooden spears, the light reflecting off the barbed, metal tips of the spears.
The creak of the wooden door signaled the start of her fight. "Be strong Memoria Vivir." The man above her whispered gently into her ears. Her eyes squinting narrowly as the mare walked herself into the arena. The crowd roared as they knew the fight was only just beginning. Breaking into a trot, the silver mare looked upon the mighty bull with an anxious aura. This could be it. El Diablo. The black bull. Other horses filled the arena, maybe about three or four others. Memoria calmed her nerves, her heart beat slowing slightly as she wasn't the only target available for the enemy gouge.
The armor that encased her body scratched and rubbed harshly across her flanks. Scars already coating her body in various places. Along her face she had been narrowly missed by a spear. It wasn't unheard of and in fact quite common when aiming for a charging bull. Not to mention scraped and gashed flanks and chests the bull itself caused. Memoria had suffered many herself.
Dragged harshly from her thoughts, the silver mare whinnied loudly as the bull charged forward, his head lowered in an aggressive stance, flicking up with every step. Panicked and taking unawares, Memoria turned to run as her rider through a spear into the side of the enemy. Blood oozing from the wound it had caused. It did little to deter the bull, in fact it merely fueled it. Reaching her rump, the bull lifted its head many a time scratching shallow wounds into her flesh. Cries of pain and shock echoed through the stadium as others threw spears and shouted mercilessly at the bull diverting its attention from the silver mare, but it continued. Memoria faded with the pain.
Jolting awake, the silver mare, now known as Amparo, shook her mane slowly. It was just a nightmare. A terrible one that reminded her of her past. Breathing a sigh of relief, her eyes circled round to the scars that remained and coated her silver body.

[SchnaDin]

Username: SchnaDin
Show Name:
Barn Name:
Gender: Mare
Age: 5 years
Height:17.0hh
Personality:
Story:

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[ShadyBro]

Whoops sorry I disappeared
Will judge this in a few days hopefully <3

[Sandy Hoofprints]

bump?

[ShadyBro]

Username: ChilliGhost
Show Name: Memoria Vivir
Barn Name: Amparo
Gender: Mare
Age: 8 Years
Height: 16.8hh
Personality: Alert, Introvert, Impulsive, Intuitive & Follower.
Story: [472 Words]
The roaring crowd. The clank of the metal that protected her silver flanks. This could be the very last of her ventures. The silver mare shuffled uncomfortably in place, dull grey hooves dragging through the dust which lingered below her feet. Bright rays of light pierced through the cracks in the wood. She would be the Matador's last defense against El Diablo. A famous and extremely bulky bull. One especially known for killing horses and their riders. Flicking her ears back, they listened intently as the spears brushed against the smooth metal. It was cold to the touch, causing her whithers to twitch slightly with anticipation of the fight. Mud brown eyes circled back to look at the coloured fabrics which wove around the wooden spears, the light reflecting off the barbed, metal tips of the spears.
The creak of the wooden door signaled the start of her fight. "Be strong Memoria Vivir." The man above her whispered gently into her ears. Her eyes squinting narrowly as the mare walked herself into the arena. The crowd roared as they knew the fight was only just beginning. Breaking into a trot, the silver mare looked upon the mighty bull with an anxious aura. This could be it. El Diablo. The black bull. Other horses filled the arena, maybe about three or four others. Memoria calmed her nerves, her heart beat slowing slightly as she wasn't the only target available for the enemy gouge.
The armor that encased her body scratched and rubbed harshly across her flanks. Scars already coating her body in various places. Along her face she had been narrowly missed by a spear. It wasn't unheard of and in fact quite common when aiming for a charging bull. Not to mention scraped and gashed flanks and chests the bull itself caused. Memoria had suffered many herself.
Dragged harshly from her thoughts, the silver mare whinnied loudly as the bull charged forward, his head lowered in an aggressive stance, flicking up with every step. Panicked and taking unawares, Memoria turned to run as her rider through a spear into the side of the enemy. Blood oozing from the wound it had caused. It did little to deter the bull, in fact it merely fueled it. Reaching her rump, the bull lifted its head many a time scratching shallow wounds into her flesh. Cries of pain and shock echoed through the stadium as others threw spears and shouted mercilessly at the bull diverting its attention from the silver mare, but it continued. Memoria faded with the pain.
Jolting awake, the silver mare, now known as Amparo, shook her mane slowly. It was just a nightmare. A terrible one that reminded her of her past. Breathing a sigh of relief, her eyes circled round to the scars that remained and coated her silver body.

Im so sorry, I totally thought I had judged this. Congrats hun!

[Sandy Hoofprints]

No prob! Congrats!

[Cardinal.]

Thank you <3