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Welcome to the Euphorian Retired Racehorse Project
Euphorian Thoroughbreds are a rare string of the Thoroughbred breed. They come from a single farm simply called “Euphoria” that has horses with mutated genes. These allow them to be able to possess any realistic coat or markings. Everything else about the sub-type is the same. Long, strong legs, a powerful hind, and great speed. Their eyes are soft and the breed is incredibly smart, if not a bit goofy. They love kids and have the rare ability to excel in any discipline. They can grow from 15hh-18hh, though usually somewhere in the middle.
The horses readopted through the Euphorian Retired Racehorse Project are looking for a new loving home and a new job. They’ve tried racing and have either retired or decided the sport wasn’t for them. Either way, they are ready for the next chapter in their life. Some of these horses will come with a little training already, and will have their new discipline already determined. Although others you’ll get to pick how they move forwards!

Owner: Knives.
Show Name: ZR Repeat as Necessary
Barn Name: Indy
Gender: Mare
Age: 7 years
Height: 15.3hh
Eye Color: Mud Fever
Phenotype: Wild Bay Leopard Appaloosa
Genotype: EE A+A+ Lplp
Mane Type: Trimmed
Discipline: Reining
Halter: Light Purple w/Gold
Breeding Info: She is dominant for extension [EE] will always produce black based foals.
She is dominant for wild agouti [A+A+] will always produce wild or wild carrier foals.
Edit List: Braided tail

Write a story about this lady and her animal companion!
Minimum of 300 words and optional extra to draw her buddy.

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October 18th!

[DeadlyArcana]

Username;; Alhena
Show Name: Welcome to the Latin Quarter
Barn Name: Bacardi
Age: 10 yo
Height: 17.3 hh
Halter: something tropical !
Discipline: Hunter Jumper
Companion story: brandi a highland lynx
When Bacardi first arrived at ATB, she did not make friends as quickly as some expected her to. She was outcasted by the older mares in the herd and she didn't understand the dynamics of it due to being isolated majority of her childhood. One day however, Bacardi saw a lynx walking the fence line near her pasture and made her way over. The lynx stood tall, attempting to intimidate Bacardi but her tactic failed. Bacardi didn't see the lynx as a threat, more so a potential friend! The lynx kept her distance but each day would get closer and closer to the mare until they were able to play in-between the gaps in the fence.
This lynx was Bacardi's only friend in the beginning and she was content with it.

One day the lynx showed up to the fence line with news of her having kittens. Bacardi asked how she could help and the lynx asked her to watch over the kittens some days while she went out to hunt and provide for her new family.
It was a day like most, the spring time breeze flowed through the valley and down through the pastures of ATB, Bacardi was babysitting the kittens who had just began gaining strength to walk around and play with her and their siblings. But the day went on and Bacardi had not seen her friend return, she was worried something happened.
As night fell Bacardi knew her friend was not coming back. She looked down at the sleeping kittens who had curled up beside the mare who had been sitting in the grass, watching the fence line to see her friend once more.

Bacardi stood up, making sure not to disturb the kittens too much and trotted back towards the gate where she could get someones attention. She let out a shrill whinny and the barn hand Memphis came around the corner to see Bacardi looking worried. He opened the gate, squeezing past the mare, "Whats wrong Bacardi are you hurt?" She shook her head and took off trotting to where the kittens slept. Memphis followed swiftly until he stopped to see 4 kittens sleeping peacefully in the grass.
"Bacardi have you been taking care of this kittens?" Memphis looked up at the mare to see her eyes filled with worry. She didn't know if he would take them back to the barn where they would be safe. "Come on you fuzzballs lets get you guys back to the barn where its warm."
Memphis scooped up the kittens into his arms and made his was back to the gate, letting Bacardi follow behind him. He brought the kittens into the lounge room and went to find Atlanta to inform her that they would be fostering the kittens until they were old enough.

Weeks went by and Bacardi was officially the babysitter of the kittens. During the day the kittens would escape from the lounge room and go find Bacardi out in the pasture to run and chase her. She would let them climb on her back and they would sleep on her hind quarters while sunbathing in the afternoon rays. Bacardi knew they all soon would find their own homes which upset her but she knew they needed a family like the one she found at ATB. There was this one kitten named Brandi who was more attached to Bacardi than the rest. She would sleep in her stall with her at night, follow her around everywhere the mare went, and would wait for Bacardi to finish training. Everywhere Bacardi went so did Brandi.

Eventually all of Brandi's siblings found their own homes but no one had taken interest in her. She was the runt and had a very sassy personality. She preferred hanging around the horses than humans or other cats. It was finally decided that Brandi would be kept at ATB and would always be with Bacardi no matter the time of day. Memphis even installed a hanging cat bed in Bacardis stall for Brandi to use if she wasn't curled up next to Bacardi at night. The two are inseparable and if you see Bacardi you'll see Brandi somewhere close by.
[700 words]

[SpartanAmethyst]

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[Knives.]

Username;; Knives.
Show Name: ZR Repeat As Necessary
Barn Name: Indy
Age: seven years
Height: 15.3h
Halter: light purple with a cheek
strap in #343635 please! c:
Discipline: reining
Companion story: [ 319 words ]
Extra: [ 1 image ]
A bone-chilling ocean of winds flooded over the tall grasses outside, a shrill cry echoing in her chiseled ears. She was up instantly with a heaving grunt, peering through the barn doors and into the engulfing darkness abroad. She whuffed softly, her nostrils flared to catch the scent of the breeze. Blood, crimson blood stained the wind, a weakening creature bellowing out in agony for any sort of relief. Indy's heart began to pound, emitting an awakening nicker to the barn in its entirety. Maybe if she had made enough of a ruckus, their caretaker would take notice and resolve the dilemma.

Shortly after, that caretaker did come out, though it would be much too late..

"She's been out there for hours, James.. There's no way she will make it long in her condition." "Well, we will send her in anyhow, we can't afford to lose another." A weak, barely audible scream rang in her ears, and Indy became anxious. She kicked at her stall walls, grunting and pushing her frame along the grilled wall. "Ease up, Indy," the caretaker yipped at her while heaving a wet calf over their shoulders. Indy instantly settled, though she did keep her curved ears pressed toward her neck.

Breakfast came late that morning, but when it did finally arrive, the workers gave ample feed. After breakfast, though, the workers didn't jump to cleaning stalls; no, they herded that calf down the isleway, wobbly and confused. Indy hung her muzzle over the wall, sending comforting sounds toward the brown calf. It gravitated toward Indy eventually, "It's worth a shot, i guess." The workers slid her door open slowly, allowing the two to familiarize with each other. Indy pressed her velvet muzzle against the calf's neck, vowing in an unspoken language to protect and care for her as long as she was able.

Indy and her orphaned hereford calf friend, Sophia.

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Username;; cinderpelt20
Show Name: Isis of the blue nile
Barn Name: snickers
Age: 5 years
Height: 17 hands
Halter: eye color
Discipline: cross country
Companion story: (382 words)

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When snickers was a foal she wasnt like the others. She had major problems with her legs that caused her to wobble and fall. The stable hands helped her everyday to grow stronger but since she was small and near helpless the other foals picked on her. Snickers was lonely and needed a friend. Snickers loved to watch the birds outside and would chase them anytime she was able. To her dissapointment the birds didnt understand her playful whinies and stomps. The stable hands were always nice to her but she felt that they were only nice because of her leg issues, like they felt sorry for her.

One day the stage hand and snickers were outside playing when something in the distance cried out, like a bird or rabbit shrieking. At first snickers felt afraid, then she realized whatever it was was shaking the grass so it must be small. Curiosity took over and snickers pressed her nose around the grass only to uncover a kitten! The kitten was all alone and missing an eye! The small kitten arched its back and hissed at snickers. Snickers stamped her hooves but realized she must have frightened the kit. Instead of pushing forth or leaving it, snickers lay down next to it. After awhile the two had calmed down, snickers used her breathing to move the grass while the kit swatted at the grass trying to catch it. Within the next hour the kitten was sleeping on snickers back, purring happily.

When snickers returned to her stable the stable hands were shocked to find the stray kit sleeping on her back. They attempted to take the kit to the vet but snickers didnt want them to take away her only friend! What if they didnt come back? Instead the stable hands had to bring the vet to snicker's stable to check up on the kitten. Snickers muzzled the kit softly during his check up so he knew they were only helping. Afterwards the people learned the kit was a boy and they knew they couldnt seperate the two so they decided to give the kit a name: phantom of the opera for his sudden and gruesome appearance. Of course they called him phantom for short. Together they are the phantom of the snickers!

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Extended to Sunday, October 20th!

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Username;; Knives.
Show Name: ZR Repeat As Necessary
Barn Name: Indy
Age: seven years
Height: 15.3h
Halter: light purple with a cheek
strap in #343635 please! c:
Discipline: reining
Companion story: [ 319 words ]
Extra: [ 1 image ]
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Congrats! I really enjoyed the story, simple but still detailed.

Thank you everyone for entering! c:

[Knives.]

thank you!! c: