[jensen ackles]

𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒔

𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈 𝗁𝗎𝖻 -- 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖻 -- 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 -- 𝖼𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝗌 -- 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝟣 -- 𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾

shes so soft... love ! cute !

Original Owner: umireef

Name: Bonnie
Sex: Mare
Height: 12 hh
Coat: Dunskin Tovero
Eye: Blue
Quipping: Soft Thick Faded
Type: Regular

Father: 1059 - soap

[Nikki6Ashba]

username: Nikki6Ashba
name: Hilda
height:13hh
prompt:
Gift for Birch of their boy Beau <3

[starry--knight]

username: starry—knight
name: Genevieve
height: 14’5
prompt: Ironhide for _Wolfgirl_

[iShame]

username: iShame
name: TBD
height: TBD
prompt:
Acacia for Flyteck! <3 Merry Christmas!!

[Sullivan Maurus]

username: Sullivan Maurus
name: Best Part Of Waking Up | Coffee
height: 12.2hh
prompt:
This is Thancred.

[Ricocheted]

username: Ricocheted
name: ISS Dusty Bunny | Darcy
height: 14 hh
prompt: Gift for 24Beaver01, of there mare!

[Expresso.]

username: expresso.
name: Norma
height: 11.2
prompt:
for copper<3

[hellevi]

username: hellevi
name: tbd...
height: 14.1 hh
prompt:

a gift for chromatic, as they were kind enough to gift me my very first wme!<3

[*..*alaska*..*]

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[-s-i-n-]

username: -s-i-n-
name: Asherah
height: 12hh
prompt: a story for Aravel featuring their Attarux & Seika with my Serenity's Sirens (264/150)

There it was again. That pestering little bug.

Serenity grumbled to herself as she cracked one eye open, trying to stay perfectly still while scanning the area for the culprit. And aha... There she was.

Seika. Nosing into things instead of sleeping, per usual.

Deciding their foal would be far too absorbed in her mischief to notice she now had an audience, Serenity tilted her head toward Attarux, who was dozing a few feet away.

Now… to wake him or not to wake him? That was the question.

It took Serenity a loooooong time to choose. On one hand, he’d had a long day protecting the herd and deserved his rest… but on the other… Serenity really didn’t want to get up.

Crickety crickets! Or however that saying went.

With a soft snort of bemusement, Serenity finally forced herself from their warm den, the cold air nipping instantly at her coat and making her shiver.

She stepped carefully, creeping toward Seika, who remained blissfully unaware as she crouched low to the ground, hindquarters wiggling in the air behind her, stalking a frog that croaked a few feet away.

Serenity rolled her eyes toward the sky. Had she raised a lion instead of a horse?

But then a thought struck. Smirking, Serenity flattened herself to the ground, inching forward until she was close enough to spring. Then she lunged, letting out her best ROARRRRRRRR.

Seika shot ten feet straight into the air before vanishing behind a rock.

Tears of laughter stung Serenity’s eyes.

Right up until Attarux made a noise from inside the den.

…Oops.