[Ovacalix]

Username: wajas
Name: Swahili
Age: three years
Gender: Male/Stallion
Height: 8 feet.

Other: (art, story)
Art:



Story:
"Swahili! What are you doing?!" bellowed a loud, stern voice. Swahili froze in place, as his mentor, Saile, ran over, snorting in frustration. Saile shook his head, and then looked into Swahili's eyes, Hos own reflecting anger. "Answer me. What are you doing?"

Swahili swallowed, swishing his tail, and then nodded his head, "I...I was just looking down at the trees." he responded, blinking away tears. Saile frowned, nudging Swahili in the side.

"Why are you crying? I didn't mean to hurt your feelings..." Saile answered, his face softened from it's stern gaze. Swahili nodded this off, glancing up at the sun.

He soon looked down, responding, "I know. I..I just don't like being yelled at, that's all."

Saile snorted softly, "Well. You have to deal with it. When life gives you grass, make something better of it," the stallion answered, before trotting off glumly, clouds puffing up in his steps.

[Faded Denim]

Username:wyvern555
Name:Fading Regret(Fade)
Age:3
Gender: Male/Stallion
Height: 8 feet.

Other: (art, story)
Story: Fade lived in a herd with his father, mother, little brother and a few other mares. He would have been kicked out by now if the leader was any other stallion, but his father had a soft spot for him and trusted him to look out for his mother, who was lead mare, and his little brother. One day his father had to go to find water, and he left Fade in charge of the herd.Soon after he smelled 3 foreign stallions. They leapt from the clouds and attacked him, while 1 snuck around to steal the mares. He fought bravely but they boxed him in, making him watch as they walked towards his little brother. Tears pooled in his eyes as he figured out what they were going to do."RUN!" he yelled but it was to late. He watched his brothers body slump and fall. The stallions snorted in triumph and took the mares, leaving Fade alone. As she passed him, his mother gave him a look of aching sadness and disappointment at his failure. After they were gone Fade took off, seeking to run until he forgot, for he knew he could never tell his father for fear of seeing disappointment in his gaze as well. Note: I might make it a little longer later.
Art: WIP

[foreign-potato]

OH GAWD.

HE IS SO PRETTY.

BUT... I WANT A GIRL. ;A;
What do I do.

[~ F o l t i c e ~]

You shoot me down, but I won’t fall.
I AM TITANIUM

Username:
DuckTapeNinja

Poem:
Standing in front of them
I hear their mocking tones
They try to break me down
But I have won
I am higher then they are
I stand out above
They try to break me down
But I am Titanium

Name:
Ishmael

Life Song:
Fly by Nicki Minaj

Age:
6 1/2

Favorite Hobby:
Being by himself and daydreaming

Gender:
Male/Stallion

Nickname:
His mother used to call him “Dusty”

Height:
8 feet.

Likes:
Solitude / Very green grass / Black spotted
lady Temps / Light storms / Sweet Music /
Running / Fancy footwork (dancing for
Tempies?) / Warm weather / Red / Yellow

Dislikes:
Large crowds / Snobby Temps / Heavy Weather
Hail / Brown Lady Temps / Villages / humans
Swimming / Purple / Blue /

Other:

[wajas]

Username: wajas
Name: Swahili
Age: three years
Gender: Male/Stallion
Height: 8 feet.

Other: (art, story)
Art:



Story:
"Swahili! What are you doing?!" bellowed a loud, stern voice. Swahili froze in place, as his mentor, Saile, ran over, snorting in frustration. Saile shook his head, and then looked into Swahili's eyes, Hos own reflecting anger. "Answer me. What are you doing?"

Swahili swallowed, swishing his tail, and then nodded his head, "I...I was just looking down at the trees." he responded, blinking away tears. Saile frowned, nudging Swahili in the side.

"Why are you crying? I didn't mean to hurt your feelings..." Saile answered, his face softened from it's stern gaze. Swahili nodded this off, glancing up at the sun.

He soon looked down, responding, "I know. I..I just don't like being yelled at, that's all."

Saile snorted softly, "Well. You have to deal with it. When life gives you grass, make something better of it," the stallion answered, before trotting off glumly, clouds puffing up in his steps.

[flare ♥]

• i am a fire that will never d i e •

I am a fire that will never die

I am a storm that will continue to cry

I am a wind that will always blow

I am a Earth that will always grow

Username: f l a r e ♥
Name: Blaize
Age: 4 Years
Gender: Male/Stallion
Height: 8 feet.
Other: The poem to the right is something small about him. And here is a story:

I will never forget the day I felt pure terror coursing through my veins. I thought the fire would kill me, and it was weird how the storm that started it also ended it. I was only 1, and I had run away because I got into a fight with my mother.

The storm thundered like a drum in my ears, pounding along with my heart as I searched through the dark rain for my family. My cries were going unheard, the howling wind drowned out my desperate pleas for them. My orange flecked pelt was dimmed to a dull brown from the cold mud that I had been running through. My amber eyes that once held a fiery glow now only showed my pure terror. As I ran, my horns got caught in some leaves. I shrieked as I felt myself being yanked back, my head throbbing.

Lightning lit up the black skies, as my own eyes widened in terror, my body shaking as a ear-splitting crack pierced the air. An ominous creak followed, and I stumbled backwards as a red flame lit up my vision. The dark figure of a tree lit with fire crashed to the ground, the flames licking at everything around it. I began to run, the fire quickly following me. As I was running, numb from the freezing rain and mud, I tripped over a thick log resting on the ground. I stumbled into the mud, the smell of smoke filling my nose. I tried to get up, but I felt so tired...

And thats when I heard the sounds of other Tempestines, their long neighs searching, for me. I sent a cry back, I was probably only recognizable by my glowing amber gaze, since the mud covered my beautiful coat. I looked back, expecting the fire to still be right at my tail, burning me to ashes. But to my surprise, I only saw smoke drifting up into the stormy sky. I suddenly remembered the rain, the fierce icy rain that was holding me down must have killed the fire. Finally, I got to my feet, other Tempestines coming into view. They helped me up, and brought me to safety.

[wickedfoul]

Woah.im bad at stories,but i might try it or do some art...

RESERVED

[horsetrainer1903]

The-Crazy-Storm

Username: horsetrainer1903
Name:The-Crazy-Storm
Age:5
Gender: Male/Stallion
Height: 8 feet.

Other: (art, story) The-Crazy-Storm was just a little foal when he was chosen to become a leader of his herd.... He was strong and graceful and beautiful and he loved to explore and one day he did the most amazing thing, some of the little fillies were being attacked by some leopards when he ran up and started kicking and neighing at the leopards and save about 5 fillies lives and that moment on he was a future leader to be.. Now he is the leader of his herd and protects them every day

[Monstercat]

You can do anything, but not everything.

A fire may burn brightly for a while

but after it has died

only the ashes are left.

Username: -Percy-

Name: Daigh (Pronounced DEL)

Age: 7

Gender: Male/Stallion

Height: 8 feet.

Personality:

Likes/Dislikes:

WIP

[icetea~]

Username:*Icetea*
Name: Ambers (greek;Means undying/immortal)
Age: 5
Gender: Male/Stallion
Height: 8 feet.
Art: http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?t=1350604
Story:(From his perspective AND its 809 words LOL) I have been searching for day, looking for my paradise, It's been told all can live there in peace where rainbows a born and the clouds are like satin. I wander around not knowing my place but i do know is that i must search for this paradise. As I was walking along I came across a mysterious group of Tempestines. They asked about me and insisted i tell them,
''My life isn't as perfect as most may think. Yeah, Im pretty and all but face it I am nothing but a wanderer!'' I snorted bobbing my head up in down in disgust. I turned to the side and arched my head showing my better profile and more vibrant side. Well what adds more to an awesome story than a hot Stallion speaking of it with a bunch of mares gawking at you?
'' I remember being in a small group consisting of my father, mother, and aunt... My memory is kind of fuzzy from an accident, but I remember how when I was just a yearling my father....he's always prance up to me an smile. Gosh, was he the most handsome tempestine around with his lush mane and broad chest, and his rippling muscles. he made me proud when all the others would stare at him. I would smile in joy thinking Wow that my dad!'' I said chuckling softly.
''He'd always stand by me and whisper, 'You remind me of myself when i was your age Ambers my boy, You even have my deep, glimmering golden eyes.'' I sighed as i felt myself tearing up.'
''That was the day when we stood On a large cloud, we knew we were safe from all the dangers, that the other tempestine were facing down south where storms backfired electrocuting the makers and clouds were thinning making it possible for some to slip through...But we would have never figured that any of those situations were possible.'' I finally spat out. I could sense i was choking up so i stood there in silence for a minute, finally swallowing down a large lump in my throat my lips gently parted as i began to speak again,
‘’Winds were blowing moving the clouds and our cloud began to part…and thin.I fell and then my dad.,’’I said feeling a warm salty stream streaking down my face from my eyes. I quickly shook them off for i felt slightly embarrassed as for tough males shouldn't cry.As we hit the ground scattered deer ran about and then the revealance of two leggeds came.’’
‘’A two legged walked up to take a look at us and with the devils smile playing on his lips he stood aiming his gun at my face, suddenly my father jumped in front of me and there i sat horrified as i watched the bullet hurl into his chest in slow motion, blood squirted everywhere and in a raspy, choking voice he spoke to me. ' Run....m-m-my boy' I took his advice and leapt away as the others had already left us abandoned. I cried and wept as i felt it was my fault he died.'' I broke into a stuttering whisper,
'' I soon found my mother and aunt, when I told them what happened they were so enraged they kicked me out, not allowing me to be next to any other tempestines, all over a grudge or a fear i was cursed, thinking i would soon kill them.'' i said falling silent. I turned my back and hung my head low resting for a bit and trying to calm down not wanting to let all my feelings out. Finally i gained the courage to stand up tall again and turn around once more.
‘’I was traumatized and done for... my whole life ruined.Now i dont get attached to anyone afraid i'll be the cause of their death or soon we will be split apart...'' i wept feeling embarassed and Lackadaisical to go on but i forced myself to.
''So here i am, the rest of my life i am a wanderer.......a Gypsy i'll be forever...'' I sighed as a turned around.With a flick of my tail to tell i was done i knew that i left my mark on this group. They all stood weeping and i too wept with them. I am now unraveling the rest of my journey…even as I looked back at them and whispered,
''My name isn't Ambers anymore.... its wander.'' I said looking deep one mares eyes, I yearned for her to come with me and set step onto our journey. I think she could see it in my eyes or read my mind that she took a step forth. This was enough to make me stop and live life as is, anything for me to be with her....The wanderer romeo and this Juliet.