
KayStar wrote:Why do you want this Bayou Kelpie?:
He is adorable and eye catching, i just looked at him and went "Wow" I really want him, if i don't i don't mind, i'll just do alot of fan art xD He looks really kind and nice, though has a fiery side to him. I just love him :3 Love at first sight. Also, a few days ago i said to myself "no applying for anymore BK's until this one comes up: Iron Grey or Blue Roan..with blue eyes and a snip or stripe" And here he is XD
Also, he looks patient, calming, relaxing and he is my dream. Also i want a mate for my only BK Mollie, as she is lonely. I wish only to have 3 BK's. A Stallion, a Mare and a Foal. I believe he is my StallionForest Gump wrote:Life is like a
box of chocolates, you
never know which one
your gonna get
What is your favourite thing about him?:
His colour/eye colour. I have always loved iron grey types and blue roans, when i was little i would only dream of owning a Blue Roan or Iron Grey horses!
What will you do with this Bayou Kelpie?:
I will draw him all the time and write stories about him and things
Will you breed him?:
Probably
Username:
Toffee<3
Bayou Kelpie name:
One's Dream
Nick name(s)?:
Merlyn (pronounced Merlin)
Age:
6
Height:
18.2hh
Personality:
Merlyn is like a gay-boy, but not. He is kind to mares and looks after them, though when he asks them out they usually reject him and walk away, never talking to him again. So he is waiting. He is protective and would make a perfect father, always wanting to please and being kind and gentle. But treat someone close to him badly and he will get angry and make sure you wish you didn't do that
Story:Merlyn whinnied out in the dark forest and listened to it echo, once again he had been rejected.Quote popped into my head wrote:Life is like a
rollercoaster. There are
ups and downs but
there is always an
ending to it
Some people love it
Others loath it
He let his hooves carry himself through the forest, a gentle crunch escaping from below his hooves as he strolled. His head hung and he sighed, why was he so unlucky?
He stopped and lifted his saddened head and left it be tickled by the soft wind, which curdled around him like cream, or string. Soft on his fur and causing his mane to fly out behind him. He yanked his head into focus as he heard voices, un-Bayou Kelpie like. He had never heard these voices before...they were strange...low and dark.
He smelt a metallic smell, and smoke. Suddenly a loud laugh erupted
He's too dumb, they're dumb, he wont run away. About £1000 i bet for one horn, £10,000 for his head and £100,000 for the whole of him
Merlyn heard a bang, birds around him darted from where they were.
He took off
The colours around him blurring and becoming one, the laughter got louder and he heard a roar followed by lights.
They were everywhere
Metal sticks in their hands, inside monsters. Why was he here? Why was he going to die?
A whinny erupted and a flash of dark Palomino rushed past him
Get the mare, Get the mare
That Mare just saved his life. Love wrapped round him like fireflies. He was in love. Not "we've been friends and i love you now" love "I love you" Love.
He couldn't let her die
He galloped away again, darting past the autumn trees, jumping heavily over logs before he saw her again. By the lake where he used to live. She sighed and looked into the lake before turning as Merlyn cracked a branch under his feet.
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Anything else?: More Art is comingAdvert Quote wrote:The more you dwell on
fear the worse it gets
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