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Do you guys have any clue how badly I wanted to keep this baby amg
Warm colored coats look absolutely stunning on these lines. And I might possibly love coloring on this lineart more than any lineart I've ever colored on so - shh

To win this one, pretty please impress me. I want this sweet thing to go to a very loving home that will put effort into him/her.
It's unlimited so go wild.

Owner: iBrevity
Name: Flowers In Our Hair // Mellona "Mell"
Gender: Stallion
Height: 14.3hh
Age:
Dam: -
Sire: -
Coat Color: Honey Roan Minimal Overo
Eye Color: Green

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[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Halter Color:[/b]

[Aragorn.]

Username: Aragorn.
Name: The Gold Coast
Age: 9
Halter Color: Lilac w/ Pale Pink Highlights?
More TBA!

[iBrevity]

username;
iBrevity

name;
Flowers In Our Hair // Mellona "Mell"

name meaning;
Mellona was the name of a Roman goddess of
honey and bees; she was considered important
to the production of honey and it was her that
kept honey sweet.

gender;
magiboy, he/him pronouns preferred
also accepts they/them

age:
3 years old, born October 10th

halter color;
a green base (similar to eye color) with a thin-
lined design over it in a darker color; maybe like
this? use for inspiration c: and I know that
the bridles are really thin so just do w/e c:

theme song;
Honey Bee by Blake Shelton
[listen to it via Youtube here]

personality;
...

his story;
[Kenai, Osso and Zeph are my Gypsies; more here]

Mellona grew up isolated from his own kind. He was hand-raised by a kind stablehand, fed from a bottle rather than at his mother's side; he was kept mostly in the warmth of his stall and loosed only in a narrow pasture separated from the remainder of the ranch. He did not mind it overmuch when he was young; it seemed to him like there was always someone to play with, some human to chase about and interrupt from their chores. He liked to jump and run and kick his feet and on those days he lingered by the fence peering at the vague silhouettes of horses in the distance he forgot his loneliness quickly enough.

When he grew older, however, and was weaned from the bottle he was put in a new place. In reality it was only a different stable but everything looked new to him there so it felt like another world. There were horses here, he could hear them in the quietude of his first night, but they did not speak to him and did not answer when he asked if anyone was there. The morning found him curled in his straw, staring morosely at the wall.

But another human came for him, a different human, and they clipped a halter about his head and led him out into a pasture. It was far larger than any one he had ever explored before and perhaps more amazingly it was populated with other horses. It took him only a few steps to realize that they were no like him, no matter the shared bone structure and sound; they were all enormous, and broad, and stood together watching him and speaking among each other. At first, Mellona had no idea what to do. He had never encountered another horse before and could only barely remember his mother; but he crept closer nonetheless, his curiosity getting the better of him. Once he was within ten feet the mare spoke.

"Little bee," she said and Mellona jumped and came clumsily to a halt. "What are you doing here?"

The dark stallion beside her considered Mellona with a tilted head. "It must be the new foal the humans were speaking of," he said after a long moment of silence. He lowered his head the rest of the way to the grass with a disinterested snort.

The third member of the trio, a far paler horse than the other two, smiled at Mellona. He looked softer than the others, kinder, younger. "What's your name, kid?"

Mellona pressed his hoof into the ground and pulled at the soil. He fidgeted before he said quietly, "Mellona."

...

he's 14.3 hh (for my own notes)

obviously still under construction cx

[kkspecial4]

wip ~~

Username: kkspecial4
Name:
Age: 10 years
Halter Color: Mint Green
Gender: Mare

[HowlingHooves]

Username:
HowlingHooves
Name:
Autumn's Breath || Whisper
Age:
5 years
Halter Color:
Steel Grey
Gender:
Mare
Personality:
Whisper is very fierce, very much the opposite of her name. She's a spitfire and there is a fire in her blood that doesn't seem to ever stop burning; she's always moving, whether it's flicking her ears or lifting a foot repeatedly when standing still, Whisper doesn't seem to be able to stop for very long. Even while grazing her tail constantly swishes left and right! She's a quick thinker, but can be a little slow on the uptake at times, and it takes a great deal of work and patience, as she's fairly stubborn, for her to be able to understand exactly what is expected of her; overall she's a good horse for a more experienced rider out on the trails or with practice competitions, but Whisper's need to move constantly, and her rather stubborn way of not wanting to learn easily, don't make for great showhorse material. Dess age training is something she seems to enjoy, but it's slow going when the more subtle and less movement inclined trading sessions are needed.
Theme:
She's a Rebel, Green Day

[buckskin.]

Username: MiloThePitBull
Name: Beneath the Sun//Kamala
Age: 3 years
Halter Color: green with little lotus flowers
Gender: mare
Personality: Kamala 's name means lotus flower, but she is far from a delicate creature. WIP I have no inspiration

[palindrome.]

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owner; palindrome.
name; RHA Emmie
age; 7
halter color; hunter green; gold flecks

[sprig]

username;
iBrevity

name;
Flowers In Our Hair // Mellona "Mell"

name meaning;
Mellona was the name of a Roman goddess of
honey and bees; she was considered important
to the production of honey and it was her that
kept honey sweet.

gender;
magiboy, he/him pronouns preferred
also accepts they/them

age:
3 years old, born October 10th

halter color;
a green base (similar to eye color) with a thin-
lined design over it in a darker color; maybe like
this? use for inspiration c: and I know that
the bridles are really thin so just do w/e c:

theme song;
Honey Bee by Blake Shelton
[listen to it via Youtube here]

personality;
...

his story;
[Kenai, Osso and Zeph are my Gypsies; more here]

Mellona grew up isolated from his own kind. He was hand-raised by a kind stablehand, fed from a bottle rather than at his mother's side; he was kept mostly in the warmth of his stall and loosed only in a narrow pasture separated from the remainder of the ranch. He did not mind it overmuch when he was young; it seemed to him like there was always someone to play with, some human to chase about and interrupt from their chores. He liked to jump and run and kick his feet and on those days he lingered by the fence peering at the vague silhouettes of horses in the distance he forgot his loneliness quickly enough.

When he grew older, however, and was weaned from the bottle he was put in a new place. In reality it was only a different stable but everything looked new to him there so it felt like another world. There were horses here, he could hear them in the quietude of his first night, but they did not speak to him and did not answer when he asked if anyone was there. The morning found him curled in his straw, staring morosely at the wall.

But another human came for him, a different human, and they clipped a halter about his head and led him out into a pasture. It was far larger than any one he had ever explored before and perhaps more amazingly it was populated with other horses. It took him only a few steps to realize that they were no like him, no matter the shared bone structure and sound; they were all enormous, and broad, and stood together watching him and speaking among each other. At first, Mellona had no idea what to do. He had never encountered another horse before and could only barely remember his mother; but he crept closer nonetheless, his curiosity getting the better of him. Once he was within ten feet the mare spoke.

"Little bee," she said and Mellona jumped and came clumsily to a halt. "What are you doing here?"

The dark stallion beside her considered Mellona with a tilted head. "It must be the new foal the humans were speaking of," he said after a long moment of silence. He lowered his head the rest of the way to the grass with a disinterested snort.

The third member of the trio, a far paler horse than the other two, smiled at Mellona. He looked softer than the others, kinder, younger. "What's your name, kid?"

Mellona pressed his hoof into the ground and pulled at the soil. He fidgeted before he said quietly, "Mellona."

...

he's 14.3 hh (for my own notes)

obviously still under construction cx

Congrats!

[iBrevity]

ah thank you so much, I'm sorry I didn't get the opportunity to complete the form ^^" but I'll take good care of the little babe <3