[hiraeth + hound]

second christmas baby!!

theme: White Chocolate Caramel!

Username: Hawksky
Show Name: Make A Leap Of Faith
Call Name: Faith
Gender: Mare
Discipline: Cattle Herding [Beginner]
Eye Color: Pastel Holly Green
Phenotype: Hooded Shaded Sorrel Chestnut with Freckles
Genotype: Aa/ee/ShSh/nFe/nH
Breeding Notes:
* Will always pass shaded

Hooded: A white gradient from the head down the neck

[romanov1]

Username:
Show Name:
Call Name:
Gender:
Discipline: --- [Beginner]
Halter/Bead Color: (remember, all christmas maliks have matching fluffy splint boots!)
Story/Art: [400 word limit] - most likely doing art [ trying to pull christmas sleigh ]
extra: [200 word limit]

[Cavy's Girl]

Username: Cavy's Girl
Show Name:
Call Name:
Gender: Female
Discipline: --- [Beginner]
Halter/Bead Color: Inspiration
Story/Art: [400 word limit] wip
extra: [200 word limit] wip

[FoalMoon]

Username: FoalMoon
Show Name: Weight of Worlds
Call Name: Antheia
Gender: Mare
Discipline: Hunter Jumper [Beginner]
Halter/Bead Color: Surprise me <3
extra: [200 word limit] WIP

Also if I don't win you can keep the art <3 Just know I posted it on Deviantart

[hiraeth + hound]

still open since no one finished a form last year <3 leaving it open until the 25th!

[OutdatedBoombox]

Username: D.J.D Vos
Show Name: SOM Faded Dreams and Little Mysteries
Call Name: Luhaal
Gender: mare
Discipline: cross country [Beginner]
Halter/Bead Color: A soft beige halter with rose gold beads
Story/Art: The mare was led off of the boat with a blindfold over her eyes. The air was cold, and it was quite dark as her handler lead her through the dimly lit streets. Her nostrils flared as she took in the unfamiliar, crisp scent of snow. She didn't know what it was at the time, but it fascinated her nonetheless. She dipped her head to sniff and try to lick at the stuff while she was slowly walked to her temporary home, but was never quite able to touch it.

The blindfold was removed from her face as she was put into a warm stall filled with honey toned light. Luhaal was left alone and turned, a sharp cold nipping at her rear from an open window that faced the pasture. Her eyes squinted as she stuck her head out to view the white, slightly sparkling landscape. The same crisp smell from before surrounded her, along with something new, something sharp and fresh and sweet. It smelled delicious. She looked around for the source, eventually pinpointing it. Two of the stable grooms were carrying a large, spiky looking plant across the pasture on their shoulders. It passed by her face on the way to wherever its destination was, and she reached out to take a bite.

The taste was terrible! She recoiled and spat the sharp little pieces out in an effort to get rid of the flavor, but the sap remained. It took several minutes of licking various things in her stall and flinging her head around with her tongue out to resolve the issue, but eventually it worked out. She took a mouthful of the sparkling white stuff on the windowsill, only to be shocked when it melted into the coldest water she'd ever swallowed. The snow cleared the very last bits of sap from her mouth and left her feeling quite refreshed. Finally done with her investigation and content in her new knowledge, the mare ate some of her available hay before settling down to rest for the night, lulled to sleep by the occasional jingle of bells and the rustle of nearby trees. [357 words]
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Luhaal had been in the temporary barn for a few days, waiting for the roads to be ready for her journey to her actual home. The malik had been stall bound due to the snow for quite a while, but now, on Christmas day, she was lead outside and released into the pasture. Her hooves crunched softly in the fresh layer of snow that had blanketed the ground overnight and the small, contained landscape in the pasture gleamed under the early morning light. She spun around, kicking up a sparkling arc of little ice crystals that seemed to glow midair. The cold burned her lungs when she inhaled, and she darted about the edges of the pasture, stretching her legs out properly for the first time in quite a while. The mare reveled in the freedom and unfamiliar cold, crashing through a snowbank and spraying the sparkling ice absolutely everywhere. Of course, being desert born and bred, Luhaal couldn't stay out for all too long. After only an hour she was brought back in, soaked with melted snow and shivering ever so slightly. She was dried and returned to her stall, warm mash waiting to help her heat back up. [200 words. exactly.]

[orchid.dreams]

Username: Unique.Potato
Show Name: Gift of Hope
Call Name: Hope
Gender: Female
Discipline: Dressage [Beginner]
Halter/Bead Color: (remember, all christmas maliks have matching fluffy splint boots!)Icy blue
Story/Art: Hope never really celebrated Christmas before. His owners didn't believe in all the religious things so they refused to even light up their house in pretty lights. Until today which was his first time being able to experience the happiness, joy, music and gifts. His new owners had a huge string of lights hanging on the front door, a reef on the door and a few blow up decorations in their lawn. The stables were filled with reefs and plastic candy canes on the stall doors.
The name tags had cute little read and white swirls drawn on them. Every horse gathered at their paddock door to look at the snow white bed outside and admired it. In the morning every horse got their own gift and Hope knew that he felt safe and joy in this place. [400 word limit]
extra: [200 word limit]

[HowlingHooves]

Username: HowlingHooves
Show Name: Forge of the Sword
Call Name: Damascus
Gender: Stallion
Discipline: Endurance [Beginner]
Halter/Bead Color: Warm Mahogany + Steel Blue Beads
Story/Art:

He had been raised in the heat, he thrived beneath the harsh sun and the haze of lingering sand whipping through his coat.

But he had been given to another, had traversed a frightening sea before he found solid ground again. But the warmth had still been there, on lost days; some cooler than others, and none as heated as his days in the dunes, but warm all the same.

Until he awoke one morning, his usually warm stall chilled and a sharpness to the air. A sharpness he didn’t particularly like when he inhaled, the burning cold inside his nostrils making him sneeze. But others seemed excitable, and after he was given his breakfast ration and left on his own, he all but forgot about the coldness.

But then he was moved from his stall, led out of the stables he slept comfortably in. And he stopped dead in his tracks, a squeal escaping him as he dug in his hooves and pulled against his lead. “Whoa boy, shh! You’re alright, Damascus.” His handler cooed, moving to his side just inside the barn, smiling despite his unease and his fear.

All around him was a blanket of… of something white! And it smelled of the same sharpness that burned his nose with each breath. Damascus groaned and shifted his weight nervously, snorting as he slowly stretched his neck out to covered ground. His eyes, wide and ringed white, eyes the shimmering, soft looking white.

A door slammed behind them and he startled, jolting forward into the powder briefly before he circled around, his handler still grasping his lead securely as he crooned and whispered calmly to him. The frost crunching beneath him left his ears twitching madly, and he snorted anxiously before he found his trust in the man at his side and taking some of his calm for his own nerves.

With slower steps, and eyes still wide, he followed his handler with nervous rumbles before he was more comfortable with a saddle atop his back and his bit in mouth. At least training would be something he knew.
(351 wc)

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[ExVenor]

Username: Half Tree
Show Name: Pour Some Sugar On Me
Call Name: Pigeon
Gender: Stallion
Discipline: Racing [Beginner]
Halter/Bead Color: eye colour anything
Story/Art: something with aurora borealis maybe
All writing is based in a fantasy world that I'm writing for my characters to all fit in together, some parts of the lore are still developing. They celebrate a winter holiday but it isn't like a usual 'xmas' since the setting is medieval-esque + magic.

.....Marq decides to take him along for a ride to meet up with a woman who says she knows the best view for the light dancers. These dancers are a trio of mages who are dedicated to a temple of the winter goddess, Mirnava. They summon multiple tiny lights in a rainbow of colours and dance around a source of water. The bright little orbs, double the size of a firefly, will swirl in the air until the first blooms of colour reach the sky above.

.....At the end of the dance the colours are flung into the sky where they dissipate and in their place a huge aurora borealis looks as if it tears the sky in two. Its believed to be a blessing from the Goddess. Pigeon has yet to see one of these demonstrations. As they wait on the hill for the show to start, the woman Marq was to meet rides up on her red horse and chats with him. Pigeon spares a glance to the other horse but otherwise ignores then while watching the shuffling mages on the other side on the frozen lake. A crowd is gathered behind them as well as a few other individuals on this side of the water.

.....The first spots of coloured magic take to the air as the mages start to shift to a ghostly unheard tune. The place is mostly silent besides the occasional exclamation of appreciation. Pigeon is completely enraptured in the performance, he is leaned forward as he watches the light. The colour of the magic reflects off the frozen late to give is a kaleidoscope of colours.

.....These dancing symbols of joy have the stallion trotting forward, despite the argument of his rider, and going out onto the ice to get a closer look. The mage lights swirl around him cheerfully and there is a communal chuckle at the terrified face of Marq. Pigeon looks like a vision in a dream with his noble head raised and colours around him like jewels.

.....The only thing to break the magic of the sight is when everyone’s eyes turned off to the sky and the sliver of green light shimmering there. With a raucous cheer they watch as the lights are thrown to the sky and the aurora lights bleed through steadily until it cuts the world in two as far as the eye can see.


400 words


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.....After Marquis has coaxed Pigeon off the ice and back to where their companions are waiting, the humans decide to go off and join tin the merriment. They part ways to go put away their respective horses with plans to meet up by the baker's market stall. Riding through the snow, everything seems to have a green-bluish hue from the light of the aurora. They enjoy this new experience while it lasts as the colours will be mostly faded in the daylight.

.....Once Marq has left his pale companion warm and tucked into his stall he is quick to make his was to the meeting point. Pigeon, meanwhile, ignores his food in favour of sticking his head out the open window and looking up once more. The skylight makes him feel safe, watched over, which is probably what had the general populace assuming the event was related to a deity. With this comfortable sense of protection over him like an armoured blanket Pigeon lets his body droop. The days excitements, giving Marq a heart attack, watching the mage lights doing their dance, were more tiring than he thought they had been and a nap seems to be well in order.


200 words

[Nocsokol]

Username: Hawksky
Show Name: Make A Leap Of Faith
Call Name: Faith
Gender: Mare
Discipline: Cattle Herding [Beginner]
Halter/Bead Color: Surprise me with something similar to her eyes ^-^

Faith's First Blizzard-
The wind was blowing fiercely, throwing snow around Faith blinding her. She enjoyed the thick snow, and cold weather more than anything. When the blizzard first started, it surprised Faith, for this was her first blizzard and she had no idea what was coming. The sorrel mare lowered herself onto the ground and started rolling in the deep snow. It was wonderful. Faith thought it felt like rolling in soft, cold, clouds. So powdery and cold. Rising from the snow she shook herself off and walked over to get a sip of water from the water trough. It was very cold and crisp, but not frozen since it was heated just enough so they could drink. Faith lifted her head from the water and stared into the winter wonderland. Immediately she felt the water dripping from her mussel, start to harden into ice crystals. It felt so weird, but she loved it. Winter. The best month ever, filled with so much fun. She loved rolling in the snow, and kicking it up at her friends. It was getting late and she was ready to sleep the night away. As she drifted into sleep, she thought of more blizzards in the future.
201 words(Hope thats fine!)