[KittyCatKita]

Based on a very cute picture of a tabby cat that I saw. I knew the ragdoll tail would be a perfect match!

Original Owner: horsy1050
Name: Gingerbread
Sex: Stallion
Height: 12.2 hh
Coat: Red Dun Splash
Quipping: Gold Regular

[Nikki6Ashba]

Username: NIKKI6ashba
Picture of an orange tabby cat:
How does his first time meeting a cat go?: Quite comically really. He doesn't quite realize this fluffy orange thing is a cat at first. It's not until he in trying to nibble on that orange fluff, that he realizes it's alive! And not very happy to be slobbered on. After the initial spook from the fluff moving and meowing, he becomes very curious and follows the creature around, wanting to be its friend, even if the fluff seems annoyed by him.

[flyteck]

Pondering and thinking I might withdraw... may do some art for the winner though

[Nanorat]

Username: Nanorat
Picture of an orange tabby cat:

How does his first time meeting a cat go?:
Very eventfully! He was a foal back then, and that new, unknown beast seemed much bigger to him than it really was, so at first, he was aware and cautious of this new unknown creature. But when it suddenly jumped right up on the stable wall, young colt was absolutely mesmerised! And, being an active and curious foal, decided to try doing the same - you can imagine the " " of his mother when she turned around and discovered her baby stuck between the bars of the stable divider, with the barn cat giving him very awkward looks while sitting on that same wall.

[eleutheromaniac.]

Username: eleutheromaniac.
Name: Tiikeri (tiger in Finnish)
Picture of an orange tabby cat: boop
How does his first time meeting a cat go?: Tiikeri kept his muzzle to the ground, using it to push snow off the grass beneath. It was another pretty tame day of grazing in the mountains. He slowly moved along his path, desparate to find more to fill his stomach. A small crack of a nearbye stick stopped him dead in his tracks. His head shot up, nostrils flaring. He pricked his ears toward the sound, a snort escaping him. Something moved again. Tiikeri pinned his ears flat, snorting another warning. Still, nothing revealed itself. The whites of his eyes flashed as he began pawing the ground. Tensions rose, and rose, and rose when all of a sudden a flash of orange shooting out from the bushes sent Tiikeri rearing up, squealing. He slammed his hooves back into the earth, stomping at the creature before him. It was. . . What is that? A small, fluffed up creature stood before him, seemingly in a defensive stance, its fur on end. His ears cautiously flicked towards the creature. It was trying to scare him away! This small little ball of fluff? He exhaled in amusement, shaking out his mane. The little creature hopped closer, making odd little noises and exposing its teeth. Tiikeri extended his head towards the creature, far enough to be safe, but just wanting to catch a scent. The creature pinned its ears. Finally! A signal he understood! But Tiikeri, being the cocky quid he was, disregarded the small fluff's warning body language, and kept his muzzle close. The creature seemed to begin to see Tiikeri's interest, and even reflected some of its own. Its fur still puffed up, the small little thing took a few steps forward. Tiikeri kept his ears forward, but did not move. The fluff moved forward. Again, Tiikeri did not move. Finally, the little creature's nose almost touched Tiikeris own. He breathed in its strange scent deeply, his nose wrinkling at its oddity. The little thing seemed to share the same sentiment about Tiikeri's own scent. They stood, completely still, taking each other in. Faster than Tiikeri could react, the fluff reared back a front leg and bopped him on the nose before darting back a few paces. Tiikeri froze, unsure what to make of what just happened. The hit was dull, but the stallion felt the edge of something hard and sharp. If the creature had the ability to control whatever it was, he seemed not to be using his sharpness. The creature looked at him, and Tiikeri noticed a twinkle in its eyes. Why, it was playing! Tiikeri reared up, letting out a joyous whinny before chasing the small creature around in the snow. They spent the rest of the afternoon that way, taking turns chasing each other.

[Kitsyn]

Username: Kitsyn
Picture of an orange tabby cat:

How does his first time meeting a cat go?: Otis was in love at first sight of a cat. The way it brushed its face up against his as he leaned down to sniff it and the cat made a squeaky sound at him made him want to rub up against its fluffy fur too and share the affection. He laid down to be closer to the kitty, and as he curled up his tail to his body, the cat curled up on Otis's tail like a bed to nap in.

[kaju]

Username: kaju
Picture of an orange tabby cat:
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How does his first time meeting a cat go?: As far as Kurilian is concerned, cats are his best friend! His first time meeting one went smooth, and the pair were absolutely inseparable. He loves being around them, and is surprisingly gentle and friendly towards them. In fact he copies cat movements after being around them so much. If a feline friend begins stalking a butterfly, Kurilian will do his own silly little version of a stalk. If a cat sprints across his pasture, you can bet he’ll be running right beside it. Pretty sure he thinks he’s a cat, he’s picked up so many mannerisms from them that it’s starting to get believable. The local population of both domestic and semi-feral cats seem particularly drawn to him, perhaps due to his welcoming demeanor and kind personality. Never has he met a cat he doesn’t get along with, this young stallion has a love for cats that his herdmates don’t quite share, which makes him even more special and treasured <3

[miraphoenix]

Username: miraphoenix
Picture of an orange tabby cat:

How does his first time meeting a cat go?

Shockingly well, all things considered! His first time meeting a cat was when he encountered a family hiking with a pet cat on a leash. He had never seen anything like it before, and stuck his nose down to the strange creature; luckily, the cat was well-trained and responded with a warm purr and a rub up against his leg. He quickly became fond of the strange little purring creatures, and is always happy to see a cat!

[Flicka]

Username: flicka
Picture of an orange tabby cat:
How does his first time meeting a cat go? About as one would expect it to go when you put two beings of pure chaos together, unfortunately not of the female variety they tend to be smart and sassy. Where as, well…. Boys are another story. This pair was a spectacle of what no one could call anything but of derp. The little orange kitty being curious hopped onto the fence, spooking the sorrel stallion with a squeal. Causing the kitty to poof and skitter off the wood sharply with his nails scraping the fence frantically as the stallion flared his nostrils and pinned his ears to his head backing away from the fence before pacing it. The two would have many mishaps, a startled cat walking along the upper stall structures. A sore sorrel butt from a cat landing on it. A feed bag caught on their head. One might call it a series of unfortunate events, but it eventually culminates with the two becoming best pals. The two will snuggle together, ride around and watch the going ons around the farm. On a rare occasion you might see the two nuzzling each other.

[KathrynKat]

Username: KathrynKat
Picture of an orange tabby cat:
How does his first time meeting a cat go? Red Fred was brought to a farm where there are many different animals from him. His first day on the farm, he was stalled away from other animals for quarantine and was starting to get a bit lonely. A mouse had scurried past him, which spooked him just a bit. When suddenly an orange cat had jumped onto his back out of nowhere from the rafters. Red Fred spooked and reared up, and the cat dug his claws into Red's back and the cat started to speak "whoa buddy. I take it you're new around here yeah?" Red settled immediately realizing he's finally got some company. He turned his his to look back at the cat on his back and snorted then begun to chat. The cat stuck around a few minutes ignoring the mouse he was chasing. The two had become friends and started to hang out every day in the noon.