[faentofheart]

Route Three of the Hawthorn Hooves Stable Event
The blizzard was on its way. As the sun was threatening to dip behind the horizon and turn the evening to night, someone shouts out, something about hearing a horse walking. The group quickly follows the sound, unsure what could be making the noise, but another member shouts about spotting a cave.

Sure enough, when the cave is inspected, several pairs of equine eyes gaze hopefully outwards, delighted to have finally been found.

This is a Route Three horse! Remember you must first enter in the Route Three prompt before you enter for any horses listed as route three. You may only win two horses per route, excluding the horses listed as "Special," of which you may only win one total.

This mare was very anxious to leave the cave! Why was that? Minimum of 150 words!

[size=95]Username;; Siven
Show Name: SLA Fleet Footed And Fast
Barn Name: Trickie
Gender: Mare
Age: Six years
Height: 18hh
Halter: Leather with silver hardware
Discipline: Eventing
Eye Color: Candied Orange
Phenotype:fleabitten grey chestnut overo
Genotype: ee Aa GG Oo
Mane Type: Braided Mane with Braided Tail
Halter: Leather with silver hardware
Discipline: Eventing
Breeding Info: dominant for grey! Cannot be bred to another overo
Edit List: Wide eyes




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[Siven]

Username;; Siven
Show Name: SLA Fleet Footed And Fast
Barn Name: Trickie
Gender: Mare
Age: Six years
Height: 18hh
Halter: Leather with silver hardware
Discipline: Eventing
Competition:

"My friend.. I need my friend," Trickie spoke quickly in an anxious panic. She paced the cave, pausing to paw the ground occasionally nervously. "I don't know where she is.. or.. or if she's okay or-" She was cut off by a snort.

"What friend? All the horses are here and they've all made it. Who could we be possibly be missing?" The stallion raised an eyebrow at her suspiciously.

"Winnie." Trickie replied, flattening her ears at his condescending tone. Why didn't anyone understand? Her friend was little, she could be half-frozen by now!

"Winnie? Who in the world is that, I've never heard of a Winnie." The stallion stamped a foot in frustration.

"Winnie is my best friend! You wouldn't understand! She's small and fluffy, and she could need help right now!" Trickie almost shrieked. The stallion let out a short, breathy laugh. "What is so funny?!"

"Your friend is a rabbit Trickie. Rabbits are made to survive in cold temperatures like this. I'm sure she's fine." The stallion chuckled. Trickie felt her cheeks warm with embarrassment.

"Oh."

-179 words.

[ButterflyWolf2002]

Username;; ButterflyWolf2002
Show Name: The Cloud's Silver Lining
Barn Name: Silver
Gender:Mare
Age: 4
Height: 17 hh
Halter: Burnt orange color w/ silver hardware
Discipline: Dressage
Competition:
Silver heard the horses approaching the cave. "No no no, I'm not ready yet. I don't want to leave!" Silver panicked and stomped through the cave.

Another horse nudged her. "Come on Silver, they're here to take us somewhere warm and safe!"

"No no no! Not yet!" She carefully pranced around the cave retracing the prints she made in the muddy cave floor.

"Silver, what in the name of alfalfa are you doing?!" The horse watched her move around the cave.

Silver narrowed her eyes as she focused. "Practicing." She continued to retraced her steps.

"What for?!"

Silver continued to move about the cave with precision. "I want to do my best in the next competition." She retraced her final steps and bowed. "I want to prove to my family that I'm dedicated to my sport."

The horse laughed. "Come on young one, you'll have plenty of time to perfect your routine in a warmer arena."

Silver walked back and restarted her routine. "One last run, and then I'll come. Promise."

The horse shook its head. "Alright, alright, but hurry up, we're freezing out here."

[faentofheart]

Username;; Siven
Show Name: SLA Fleet Footed And Fast
Barn Name: Trickie
Gender: Mare
Age: Six years
Height: 18hh
Halter: Leather with silver hardware
Discipline: Eventing
Competition:

"My friend.. I need my friend," Trickie spoke quickly in an anxious panic. She paced the cave, pausing to paw the ground occasionally nervously. "I don't know where she is.. or.. or if she's okay or-" She was cut off by a snort.

"What friend? All the horses are here and they've all made it. Who could we be possibly be missing?" The stallion raised an eyebrow at her suspiciously.

"Winnie." Trickie replied, flattening her ears at his condescending tone. Why didn't anyone understand? Her friend was little, she could be half-frozen by now!

"Winnie? Who in the world is that, I've never heard of a Winnie." The stallion stamped a foot in frustration.

"Winnie is my best friend! You wouldn't understand! She's small and fluffy, and she could need help right now!" Trickie almost shrieked. The stallion let out a short, breathy laugh. "What is so funny?!"

"Your friend is a rabbit Trickie. Rabbits are made to survive in cold temperatures like this. I'm sure she's fine." The stallion chuckled. Trickie felt her cheeks warm with embarrassment.

"Oh."

-179 words.

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