[SerenWish]

This horse was designed by K~Dog, and is up for open adoption by anyone!

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b] Stallion
[b]Breed:[/b] Spanish Mustang
[b]Color:[/b] Blue Roan Dun Brindle Paint
[b]Describe your favorite book character to me, and include a quote from them:[/b]

Note: he can pass on paint, dun, roan. He cannot pass on brindle, as brindle is a mutation.

[Eremite]

Username:

~Country~

Name:

Figure In The Dark (Allusion)

Gender:

Stallion

Breed:

Spanish Mustang

Color:

Blue Roan Dun Brindle Paint

Describe your favorite book character to me, and include a quote from them:
My favorite book Character is a guy from the book Series 'Hush Hush'.

Patch, is his name as far as us readers know. He appears to be around 19 when really he is much older. You see. Patch is a Fallen Angel. He had jumped form heaven to be with a girl only to have her grow old and die. Apon trying to return to heaven he was banished and had his wings ripped out creating an upside down V on his back.
Patch has black hair, but not black, black black, dark enough that it gives Pitch Black a run for it's money. His eyes are a silver-ish black. Cold and lifeless yet full of emotion. His voice his deep and smooth like your average Casanova. He is perfectly sculpted and has a perfect face that is different to everyone. He is an angel so every thing about him is made to pull you in.
He has a friend that is pretty yum to, an Irish boy named Rixon, he too is a Fallen Angel.
Patch usually hangs out a bar and plays pool in the basement with other Fallen Angels. He is the top Fallen Angel you could say. His reign as the Top Fallen Angel didn't last long when he met a girl named Nora a Demi-blood. Her father was an angel. You see, when a Fallen Angel gets a Demi-blood to agree to give them there soul, the Fallen Angel become human again. Demi-Angels can be forced to give up their soul when they are 16 and under but after that they have to agree.
At a gym, Nora is with her best friend Vee and a boy is chasing them, the Fallen Angel who had shot her dad when she was little. Jules. Jules wants to get Nora's soul so he may become human again but if he took her soul she would die. Patch refused to let that happen so he did what an Angel can do. He took over her body and fought of Jules but Jules knocked him out of Nora's body. Doing this is killed Patch. Now don't get all sad, when a Fallen Angel or Angel gives their life for a mortal, they are then made into a Guardian Angel, protecting the one they saved.
Once Nora found out Patch was her Guardian Angel she got a little reckless. Patch tried to get her to stop but Nora got made and 'fired' him from being her Guardian persay. After this she greatly regretted it and tried to get him back but once their Guardian Angel is fried they have to be saved again by that Angel. Now, you see the other Angels wouldn't let this happen being that Patch was the first Fallen Angel with rise again and they all hated that fact. So Patch simply lurked near her 24/7. Now Nora's enemy GG was trying to steal Patch from Nora. That broke Nora's heart and Patch kept trying to explain that he would never ever be with GG but Nora didn't listen. Soon Patch noticed that a ghost was following Nora, her dad, or at least they thought. After a few days Patch saw that it wasn't her dad, but the ghost of Jules out to get and kill Nora since that is the only way to hurt Patch! Nora, still mad at patch didn't listen and continued to follow Jules ghost. Eventually Nora was hurt by Jules ghost. Once she found out she ran to Patch who like normal Patch accepted her back in and watched over her. Now instead of telling you the whole story, if this interested you, go read the books!!

Nora quickly pulled her hand back, Patch looked down at her with a stone cold face "What did you see?" He asked.

He said "I swore an oath allowing him to take possession of my body during Cheshvan. I was sixteen years old. He shrugged but it was a rigid movement.

She's Game." said Patch, bumping my leg again. Of all things, I blushed. "Very good! Very good!" Coach said his voice charged, smiling broadly at our attentiveness. "The blood vessels in Nora's face are widening and her skin is warming. Patch said. "She knows she's being evaluated. She likes the attention, but she's not sure how to handle it."

Nora; "Has Rixon seen your place?"
Patch: "Rixon is need-to-know."
Nora: "I'm not need-to-know?"
Patch: His mouth twitched "There's a dark side to need-to-know."

Poem:

Title: Allusion
By: ~Country~
Dancing the dark
Ancient burn mark

No light shining
Hope declining

Shadows laugh
Demons chaff

You hide in a corner
Heart pounds as you hear a mourner

Scratching on the walls
It sounds like an angel falls.

You run to a twinkle of light
Something blocks your sight

You bolt awake
Life no longer at stake

It was all a dream
Nothing happened it would seem

To you it was real
You could feel

Every chill of the wind
The air as it thinned

But it all was an Allusion...

Story:

~-~-~In Between~-~-~

....This is the story of Allusion meeting and making his Best, and Oldest friend...


Alluusion poked his nose out of the 2 horse trailer with living quarters taking in a deep breath. The air was clean surprisinging, thats because they hadn't left home. Heart pounded as the trailer jolted foreward he pulled his nose back in. Watching out the vent he was fastinated by everything he saw. Moving so he was more comfortable he stared at the trees and bushes. After a few hours he became bored with it, nothing changed. Lowering his head he sniffed the hard floor. The stallion hated it, grass was much better. He could hear the roar of something. The horse wasn't sure as to what the terrifing noise was coming from. Curiousity got the best of him and he stuck his eye up to the vent. The trees and bushes were gone, the only thing he could see was roads, cars, and huge trucks. Snorting at the sight he quickly pulled his head back. The ride was smooth of the highway only a bump here and there. The air smelled nasty, you could almost see the polution.Why would anyone ever want to be out here? He questioned himself. Hours ticked by before they finally stopped at a rest stop. Snorting he picked his head up and hoped her would be let out. He saw a human go around to the back of the trailer and opened it. Before the man had time to react Allusion back out and quickly went over to the grass. Grabbing his lead quickly the man stood with him slowly walking him around. Many people came up to him and patted the horse. Allusion enjoyed the attention. After about 20 minuets out of the trailer he was forced back in. Struggling against the men for a few minuets before being pushed in. He was never one to load easily, even with another trained horse.

The first new state he saw was Ohio, it wasn't a whole lot different than Pennsylvania. There wasn't as many hills but there was a lot of water. After a few hours they were out in the middle of nowhere. Fields just like home but, all the sudden they passed a horse pulling a buggy! Allusion gave the sight a confussed glance, that was odd. After a few minuets they passed more, and more, and more! Snorting at the cruel sights he quickly pulled his head away from the vent. 'Why would humans do such a horrible thing to a horse?' he thought, he was never really worked. That night they stayed at an Amish Inn, he was in the barn with the other horses. It was cold out and there was little hay. Looking around at the other horses he saw that were thin and scared. Pinning his ears back he closed his eyes shield himself from the terrible sight. In the morning, he awoke just before his 'handlers' came in. He didn't fight at all to get out of the stall, stepping out of the barn before the humans did. He was ready to leave but instead of heading to the trailer they put him into the pasture. The fence was wood and weathered, leaning down the hill like it was goin to fall any second. It was no 5 star pasture but it did have other horses and room to run. Anxiously waiting stopping his feet as the human worked at unclipping the rusty lead. The second he heard the click of it closing after unhooking he bolted. Rushing deep into the field. The grass felt nice under his hooves the wind had an odd smell to it but it didn't matter. Running the whole edge of the pasture before he slowly stopped. Trotting into the center he found a lone old gelding and stopped beside him. He watched as the Old Horse's eyes trailed up to his head. "Hello... Blue Boy." He muttered before going back to grazing. "Hello sir." Allusion said, taking it as he was aloud to be beside him he lowered his head and took a small bite of the grass. It had no taste really. Glancing over the Blue Roan stallion saw a smile slowly creep onto the Gelding's face. They spent the whole day together, slowly grazing and talking. Allusion told the Gelding about where he came from and what he had seen so far. The old horse answered most of his questioned, except one. Where he was going.

The next day he looked out and saw that the truck and trailer were gone. Thinking nothing of it really he let an Amish Man lead him into the field. Unlike the other humans he slapped him on the rump to get him to move. Snorting harshing at the act he quickly moved. He had never been hit, at all, he was treated as if he was Fine China back at the farm. Letting the memory of the Amish Man drift off and trotted off to find the Old Gelding. Quickly spotting him standing alone towards the end of the pasture he happily trotted over "Hello -" He said cutting himself off "What IS your name? I never asked." He said laughing slightly. Slowly raising his head the Dark Bay stallion nodded "I am Sham, and who are you?" He asked "Alussion is what the humans call me." He said in a light tone. Sham gave a nod and lowered his head. As the day before he walked over beside him and began to graze along with him. The chatted about everything, Sham explained what they do at the farm, it really twisted Allusion's mind. They had machines to do all of those things, so why would they ever need horses?! "What do you do Blue Boy?" Sham asked, giving Alussion a nickname. Alussion thought "Well, I do a little Show Jumping, but not much." He said thinking "I give children rides sometimes, other than that not much." He said embarrassed. Sham muttered something before nodding "You have much ahead of you still." Sham said before slowly lowerng his head to the water trough they had wondered over to. After an hour of silence he picked raised his head hearing the sound of the truck of gravel. It was a black truck the one that the human's ownered but they had a different trailer on it, it was a 4 horse trailer with living quarters, it was odd, the 2 horse trailer was more than large enough for him, why get a bigger one? Ignoring the odd behavior of the humans he went back to grazing and having smal talk with sham. At noon the Man that had been staying with him in trailer came with a lead rope and clipped it to his halter. "Goodbye Sham, it was nice talking to you." He said, Sham nodded "See you later Blue Boy." He said chuckling. Looking at the large trailer he slowly got on and was loaded into a stall, normal it was for 2 horses, but the divider was gone, giving him more room. He wasn't very sure about all the space but went along with the flow. A few minuets later he heard another horse stepping in "Told you I'd see you later, Blue Boy." said Sham as he stood firmly in the second stall. Alussion chuckled slightly "I guess you going to be able to see where I'm going to." He said walking towards his friend "I guess so." Sham said.

History

Allusion was born on a small ranch in the out of place state of Pennsylvania. This gorgeous stallion called the little 3 stop light town of Grampian home. He lived on a little farm near Bilger’s Rocks. His mother was a sweet Blue Roan mare. This father was a black Frame Overo. At first the farmers who owned his mother didn’t notice his rare markings. Around 5 months they saw it clear as day, the brindle markings. The two poor old farmers needed the money but didn’t want to give him up. They kept him till he was three when they were about to lose the farm. It broke their daughter’s heart seeing him go but she knew it was for the best.
(Told from his point of view)
It was a foggy August morning, the 9th if I remember correctly. I was standing the pasture near the rode as always. People would stop and take pictures, I would pose for them and get close to the fence but never close enough for them to touch me. My owner, a young teen girl had told me to never let them touch me so I followed her commands. Ever day was like the last, some days it would rain or snow though. Nothing ever really happened. We did have a helicopter land in out field a few times. Never really liked those loud things. That day a helicopter had flown over, I remember it, getting lower and lower but not landing in our field. Ignoring it I had gone back to grazing. A few hours later a black car had pulled up to the little two story house. Like always I went over to greet the new people. I stood close but not close enough, I could tell this angered the people. Snorting in the one mans face before I walked away. Boy was he mad about that. The old man that owned the farm where I had lived just laughed. They talked for awhile before the farmer was handed green paper, the humans called this stuff money. To me it was just weird looking grass, didn’t taste to good though I ate some once. I was standing far out in the pasture with my mother and father. I kept moving away slowly as the men in suits walked towards us. Watching them struggle up and down the hills was a comedy show in it's self. Now watching them try and clip a lead to my halter was even funnier. Eventually The Farmer put it on for them. Stupid city folk. They didn't really need it I would walk by myself. Pulling me along like I wasn't following willingly the men talked. Being slightly nosey I listened in on what they were saying. Something about 'California' and 'Washington' was all I heard, not that I have been through it all, I understand. We got the fence and I stopped. Didn't move. They pulled and pulled trying to get me out of the fence. I didn't budge till my girl came out. I greeted her and could tell she had been crying. I bumped my nose against her face and she hugged my neck. I'll never forget that hug, so many emotions. Happiness, Sadness, Regret, Joy, and above, Love. She took the lead rope from the men and led me out, I'd do anything she wanted me to. The one thing I wouldn't do easily though is be loaded onto a trailer. That always met I was leaving. I fussed and pulled for around twenty minuets before I was forced on. The trailer was huge but I still hated it. My girl gave me one last treat, a sugar cube, I still remember the taste of it. The door was shut behind me and it completely dark. Hours went by and the trail never stopped moving or rattling. I could here cars outside and smell the pollution. I ignored it all and drifted away to my thoughts, back home. At the sound of yelling and the sudden stopping I jolted back to reality. The doors opened up and quickly back out. People stood around me cameras flashing people yelling and crowding around me. Terrible just terrible! I snorted and quickly backed up rearing. That sure got them all to move and stay away. Landing on the hard rock like ground I snorted. I still can remember all the lights going off. Luckily it all ended when I was taken into a barn. It was huge, horses of unique colors and patterns were in almost every stall. Rare breeds and odd mixes here and there. I tried my best to say hello to everyone but I could tell I missed a few so I shouted 'Hello all.' the glares and smirks I got from the other horses is engraved in my mind. I looked outside at the pasture and saw many horses dotting it. That place was amazing, the people were kind and the men in suits, well, they were new I think. They didn't know any of the horse's names or any of the other human's names. Who knows. I do know though, that I made a few friends horses and people that is. Of course I also made a few enemies. Now what is this heaven on earth called? Cottonwood Wild Horse Ranch. I am still young and have many more stories ahead of me but I have been here at Cottonwood for three years, putting me at fiver years 11 months old.

Personality:

-The Wild Side-
Allusion has a very free spirited and wild side. When this shows he will go out and party in the barns at other ranches and go out late at night and run with the wild horses. It's dangerous but he doesn't care. Others despise this side of him very much since it usually gets one of the other horses he drags along with him hurt. When this side come out in him he will often go and do very dangerous things, such as waking a pack of wolves and running from them.
-The Mellow Side-
Allusion has a very calm and laid back part of him. He often mellows out for a day or two after a long night out having fun. This is the most loved side of him. The stallion will stand around and graze for a day or two. When this side comes out he will often let children ride him and play with foals.
-The Nice Side-
Like every horse Allusion has a nice side. This is a very common thing to see in him. His nice side it among the favorite sides of this multi-personality horse. Spending time with others in the calm pastures at Cottonwood. When this side appears he will often help others who need it and be nice to the stables hands letting them do their work without a fuss from him.
-The Mean Side-
You can't have a nice side without a mean one. This rarely shows in Allusion but when it does he will bite others and kick at them. He will chase other stallions to the corner of the pasture with the least grass and not let them move from there for hours. He will be fussy with stable hands and nip at them. The beautifully color horse will tend to scare foals and children away when he is in that mood.
-The Funny Side-
Allusion has a very funny side when he will play jokes. All have good intentions but sometimes it turns out bad. He tries his best to make them simple little tricks. Take another horse's treat when they aren't looking and hiding it. Picking a Stable Hand's hat up of his head and dropping it in the stall beside him, that trick often gets Amarillo Sky the horse beside him in trouble. When he is in the slightly annoying mood he often tells the foals to play tricks on their mother's and switch places till they notice, this never makes the mothers happy though.
-The Responsible Side-
Although it may not seem it, this side is always present. When out having fun he knows when it call it a night. When playing jokes he knows when he is going to far. When being nice he knows when to back off and let the other horse have their space. He knows when it's to much when he is in a bad mood. He would make a good leader of a herd. Often he will stay perched high up on a hill and watch the herd. Of course other horses join him, another stallion, Chippendale Dancer is often there watching the herd also, he doesn't mind his company and will often chat with him.
-The Irresponsible Side-
This side is the cause for Allusion doing everything he does. When out having when he will do something Irresponsible but usually never completely goes through with it. He can get to close when being nice and annoy others. Play jokes that others find mean. Nip a little to hard. Pick on the wrong Stable Hand. It has happen to every horse, they go a little to far, but it is very clear when he knows it and is very sorry.

Theme Song:

Title: Carry On Wayword Son
By: Kansas
Listen: ‎Link


Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Ah

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming,
I can hear them say

Carry on my wayward son,
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man,
Well, it surely means that I don't know

On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about, I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune,
But I hear the voices say

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more no!

Carry on,
You will always remember
Carry on,
Nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry,
Don't you cry no more,

No more!

Friends:

Penny Candy
Concrete Angel
The Booze Cruise
Flip Of a Dime
Sham
You Only Live Once
Silver Edged Piece
Cherry On Top
Old Beach Roller Coster
Bashful King
Amarillo Sky
Prince Charming
Milky Way
Mayberry
Chippendale Dancer

Foes:

No Longer Dreaming
Dragon
Shadow Of A King
Indian War Paint
Spring Rain
The Perks Of Being A Wallflower
Sound The Bugle
Greenback Boogie

Likes:

Apples
Carrots
Sugar
Running
Friends
Talking
Competing
Winning
Mornings
Warmth

Dislikes:

Small Stalls
Walking
Being Lonely
Being Quiet
Losing
Nights
Cold
Stale Hay
Mean people
Whips

Art:


Lines aren't mine, they are by MusHaveTang all credit to her!


Lines by me! Colored by me!


Lines by me! Colored by me!

[siennacereal]

Username: ZombieLuv<3
Name: Cheshire Cat "Cheshire"
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Spanish Mustang
Color: Blue Roan Dun Brindle Paint
Describe your favorite book character to me, and include a quote from them: The Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonder Land. He is a big dark purple cat with darker purple stripes all over his body. He has bright yellow eyes and a large grin. Why i like him is because he is strange and different. He always has a happy grin on and speaks in riddles most of the time. "Only a few find the way, some don't recognize it when they do - some... don't ever want to."

[The Alpha.]

Username: Leftinggg
Show Name: Rainy Day
Barn Name: Rain
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Spanish Mustang
Color: Blue Roan Dun Brindle Paint
Describe your favorite book character to me, and include a quote from them: My favorite book character is Dimitri Belikov from the Vampire Academy series.
~WIP~

[ImmyWimmy1]

Removed form- congratulations, all patched up!

[noreptiles_]

Username:
K~Dog
Name:
Alagan Dhiren Rajaram
{Ren}
Name Meaning:
Alagan Dhiren means "handsome", "bold one", or "strong one."
Gender:
Stallion
Breed:
Spanish Mustang
Color:
Blue Roan Dun Brindle Paint
Describe your favorite book character to me, and include a quote from them:
Ren is extremely handsome, with golden-bronze skin, white teeth, muscular abs, torso, arms and chest, and slick, jet black hair that curls very slightly at his nape. He is tall, lean, and regal, with amazing vivid, slightly almond-shaped cobalt blue eyes. He has long lashes, chiseled, full lips; a square jaw, and an aristocratic nose. Kelsey once called him, "the most beautiful man in the world", said he smells like "sandalwood trees, jasmine flowers, and waterfalls,". He speaks English fluently, but has a slight honeyed accent that is more prominent when he sings.
In his tiger form, he is a large white tiger with black stripes, cobalt blue eyes, a pink nose, long lashes, and soft fur.
Ren is very sweet, charming, kind, and dependable. He has a good sense of humor and is quieter than his brother. He was protective of the ones he loves; especially Kelsey. He has diplomatic and seductive skills, both of which he uses frequently. Kelsey calls him "dangerous" and "potent", because she can not help but kiss him back. His kiss is dangerous, thrilling, wild, and unpredictable. He loves to talk about everything with Kelsey.
Quotes:

"I would like permission... to kiss you."

"My ultimate despair was being without you. Am I without you still? Or do you belong to me as I belong to you? Do you still love me, priyatama?"

"He was taller than me by a head and had a strong, well developed trim body that was clothed in loose white garments. His long-sleeved shirt was untucked and carelessly buttoned, revealing a smooth, well-built golden-brown chest. Glossy black hair was swept away from his face and curled slightly at the nape of his neck. His eyes were what riveted me the most. They were my tiger's eyes, the same deep cobalt blue."

Poems:
{All the Poems are from the book}
~The Tiger~
by William Blake
Tiger! Tiger! burning bright
In the forest of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And What shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger! Tiger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

~I Am the Cat~
by Leila Usher
In Egypt they worshipped me-
I am the Cat.
Because I bend not to the will of man
They call me a mystery.
When I catch and play with a mouse,
They call me cruel,
Yet they take animals to keep
In parks and zoos, that they may gape at them.
Nay, more, they persecute their own human creatures;
They shoot, they hang, they torture them,
Yet dare to call me cruel.
Could they but see themselves
As I, the Cat, see them,
These human creatures, bereft of all freedom,
Who follow in the ruts others made
Long ages gone!
Who have rings in their noses,
Yet know it not.
They hate me, the Cat,
Because I do not love them.
Do they love me?
They think all animals are made for their pleasure,
To be their slaves.
And, while I kill for only my needs,
They kill for pleasure, power and gold,
And then pretend to a superiority!
Why should I love them?
I, the Cat, whose ancestors
Proudly trod the jungle,
Not one ever tamed by man.
Ah, do they know
That the same immortal hand
That gave them breath, gave breath to me?
But I alone am free-
I am THE CAT.

Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer Day?
by William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Sakuntala
by Kalidasa
Thy heart, indeed, I know not:
but mine, oh! cruel, love
warms by day and by night;
and all my faculties are centered on thee.
Thee, O slender maid,
love only warms;
but me he burns;
as the day-star only sniffles the fragrance of the night-flower,
but quenches the very orb of the moon.
This heart of mine,
oh thou who art of all things the dearest to it,
will have no object but thee.
Art:

@Lines by Me
@Colored by Me
Books:

Website:
http://www.tigerscursebook.com/

[all patched up]

үσυ мυsт sεε тняσυgн тнε sтσям тσ sυяvιvε...
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σωηεя;;
Coloré
I am Coloré, one of the people trying out for this boy.

sнσω ηαмε;;
See Through The Storm
Chosen because his patterns remind me of rain and dark clouds.

вαяη ηαмε;;
Vision
As soon as I saw him I thought it suited him perfectly.

gεη∂εя;;
Stallion
He will be used for breeding's.

вяεε∂;;
Spanish Mustang

αgε;;
Seven Years

cσℓσяαтιση;;
Blue Roan Dun Brindle Paint

∂ιscιρℓιηε;;
His specialty is Barrel racing, but he does enjoy some other Western style sports.
He used to belong to a riding school and teach beginners, but is now showed and used for trail riding.

ρεяsσηαℓιтү;;
People would describe him as a storm. Always active, playful, determined, confident, fiery, excitable, joyful and childish. He is a completely different horse when riding though, as he knows he must behave. He changes to a calm, obedient, experienced and patient horse when riding, who is used for beginners.
He is pretty much the perfect horse! Never disobedient, snappy, moody, cranky etc.

нιsтσяү;;
He was born at a stud farm until he was four and sold to a horse riding school where he was broken in. He lived there for two years before the accident and then was taken in by the girl he saved. He has had a simple, easy going life.

sтσяү;;
The girls eyes lit up. "Wow!" she exclaimed with surprise when she saw him. "This is Vision, one of our best horses." said the riding instructor. "Can I ride him instead?" said the the little girl, eyes still gazing at him in amazement. Vision guessed her to be about eight or nine and he sensed her warmth and kindness. He had seen her before and heard the instructor refer to her as "Amy". "He might be a little to big for you... Why don't want to ride Honey?" she said to Amy, tilting her head towards the little palomino pony tacked in pink. "I like him!" she said, sounding a little disappointed. "Oh, okay then."

Vision heard the giggle of Amy who was now mounted on his back. She could barely ride him as he was so big, but she managed as she was a quite experienced beginner. First they did some exercises inside the arena, then they walked to the outside gate. They started down the trail that took them into the bush and after about thirty minutes they broke into a trot until they got to the lake. Amy and the instructor dismounted and walked over to the lake to rest for a bit while Vision grazed with the instructors old bay mare. The lake was unnaturally still, but still very deadly. Vision remembered how deep it was from when he crossed it with his more experienced rider, Molly. Vision started watching Amy as she walked to the edge of the lake.

There was a shrill scream which hurt Visions ears and he instantly scanned the clearing for the cause, but all he saw was a splash. He ran over to the waters edge, but saw nothing. Before Vision knew it he was sliding in the mud and into the icy water. He let out a squeal as he felt something latch onto him and started swimming down the lake to get away, but it wouldn't let go.

A far way down he could finally reach the bottom and he struggled to find his feet as he was so weak from the cold and trying to keep afloat. As he came out of the water something pushed his back down and at that moment he realized that it was Amy. He heard the instructor yelling out their names and the whinny of the old bay mare calling to Vision. He didn't have the strength to call back, and Amy was unconscious so he slowly started down the path back to the riding school.

As he got there he saw the instructor had beaten them back. She ran up pulling Amy off my back and leaving Vision in the cold. Vision was starting to stress, as he heard multiple sirens and flashing of red and blue. After a while the instructor removed the tack, rugged and fed him before she told him he was a good boy.

three weeks later Amy returned. A man came and roped Vision, leading him into a horse box. The journey was quite long, but when he got out Amy took him for a ride. He was washed and brushed before a mane came and took a picture of Vision and Amy to put in the papers. Vision has been living with Amy ever since he saved her.

мүтн;;
Storm Chaser

The legend of the horse started on an ancient battleground on a stormy day. The two tribes were preparing for battle. The first was well equipped and the second didn't have much. The Storm chaser was in the second tribe. He was slapped and smeared with painted war symbols. He was mounted by a heavy man and pushed onto the battleground. The sky was dark and white roots fell from the heavens down to earth which made a deadly sound that made his ears ring. He was pushed on into the battle with battle cries sounding all around him. Horses were everywhere on the ground, either dieing or dead but most were pushed onwards. just as he had almost reached the enemy hoard, a large bolt of lighting hit about three meters in front of him. He reared up with a deafening screech, throwing his rider off. As the rider fell, his wooden spike hit the horse in the rump, sending him forward. The horse ran up a hill outside of the battleground and turned to see his riders neck being slashed. He reared up, preparing to turn and run the opposite direction, when the lightning struck him.

Many legends of the horse guiding the lost through storms and into safety have been told, and he has been sighted chasing the storms to distant lands...

αят;;
xXx xXx xXx xXx

ρσεм;;
Written by Coloré
See Through The Storm

The storm will not forever rage on,
Birds will soon sing their song,
It rains down upon us,
The thunder sounds so near.

But the warmth will come again,
Just keep on the track,
We will find our way,
A better day will come.

We don't need to fear,
The storm will not harm us,
Just stick together,
And then we can see through the storm.

тнεмε sσηg;;
"The Climb" by Miley Cyrus
Click for YouTube song.
Although I am not a fan of Miley or any of her songs, I chose this because it represents his determination and faith.

I can almost see it.
That dream I'm dreaming, but
There's a voice inside my head saying
You'll never reach it
Every step I'm takin'
Every move I make
Feels lost with no direction,
My faith is shakin'
But I, I gotta keep tryin'
Gotta keep my head held high

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

The struggles I'm facing
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down, but
No I'm not breaking
I may not know it, but
These are the moments that
I'm gonna remember most, yeah
Just gotta keep goin',
And I, I gotta be strong
Just keep pushing on, 'cause

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

Yeah

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Somebody's gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

Yeah, yeah yeah

Keep on movin'
Keep climbin'
Keep the faith baby
It's all about, it's all about the climb
Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa, whoa, oh.

---

"Firework" by Katy Perry
Click for YouTube song.
I chose this song for the same reasons as the first.

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in?

Do you ever feel already buried deep six feet under?
Scream but no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there's still a chance for you
'Cause there's a spark in you?

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause, baby, you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colours burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
You're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe

You don't have to feel like a wasted space
You're original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow

Maybe you reason why all the doors are closed
So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will glow
And when it's time you'll know

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause, baby, you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colours burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
You're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
It's always been inside of you, you, you
And now it's time to let it through-ough-ough

'Cause, baby, you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colours burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
You're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

ℓιкεs;;
Carrots
Sugar
Riding
Jumping
Children
Foals

∂ιsℓιкεs;;
Apples
Hair braided
Standing still
Being told off

ғяιεη∂s αη∂ ғαмιℓү;;
Vision was born on a stud farm and his parents weren't really identified, but his mate (or favorite mare I guess) is Vintage Butterfly, my dapple grey Andalusian that I won and I now my favorite mare too. C= His friends are Miracle Masterpiece, Silver Rain, Wisdom and New Light.

ωнү sнσυℓ∂ үσυ gιvε нιм тσ мε?;;
I don't mean this comparing to others or anything, but mainly why I want him and what I will do with him.
If I won him he would be my favorite stallion and I would pair him with my favorite mare, Vintage Butterfly. He would probably even be my favorite Cottonwood horse. He would be the horse I turn to for breeding's, as I believe that he would give good offspring. Being my favorite he would have art done by me and commissions done for him. He would go at the top of my Cottonwood Horses thread and will forever be loved, though I believe many other people would want him the same as I do, so I wish them luck. So, as you see he would have a good home and will be of great use for me. Thanks for the opportunity!

cнαяαcтεя;;
My favorite character would be Alex from the books "Ashes" and "Shadows" by Ilsa J. Bick.
The books are about a teenage girl (Alex who seventeen I think...) who survives an electromagnetic bomb which changes most of the humans into zombies (which they call "The Changed" and also "Chuckies") which are stronger and faster that the survivors. She meets this guy called Tom in the early stages of the first book and falls in love with him (also a little girl called Ellie) and they find this rangers house. They decide to hit the road with a truck that was left there, but soon get their stuff stolen by some other survivors who also take Ellie and shoot Tom. They find a shop and Alex leaves Tom there to find help. She finds this village and this other guy called Chris who she falls in love with also but leaves about a month later (I think) but she finds a feeding ground where the village fed the Changed and feels betrayed and such. Some Changed catch her and keep her stocked with some other people for future eating and Chris along with two others go to find her. Tom gets with these other people and plan to blow up this mine which is like a base for the Changed while on his way to find Alex. They take Alex into the mine and that's what I have read up to so far... (about halfway through the second book.)
I can't really remember what she's like as I haven't read the book in a while...

Sorry for the long description!^^ Its pretty much a zombie apocalypse/romance trilogy and I recommend reading them. Also, Alex is alone pretty much alone most of the time so she usually has thoughts, so they are what I am going to quote:

“Run, she told herself. Run, you idiot, run.

But she didn't. She couldn't. She just... couldn't.”

“Those brain-zapped kids weren’t the only - or maybe even the worst - enemy.”

"You're a liar. Your friend begged you, and you couldn't do it.

I know you're a soldier, Tom, but you're not a killer, and neither am I."

Apologies is they are by another character in the book, I have a terrible memory.

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[ty_tay]

Username: ty_tay
Name: Silken Reflection (AKA Silias)
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Spanish Mustang
Color: Blue Roan Dun Brindle Paint
Describe your favorite book character to me, and include a quote from them:
Hmmm... Have to think this over...

[warmblxxd]

ųʂɛཞŋąɱɛ:
Pupstar200

ʂɧơῳŋąɱɛ:
Dark Night

ŋąɱɛ:
Batman

ɠɛŋɖɛཞ:
Stallion

ცཞɛɛɖ:
Spanish Mustang

ƈơƖơཞ:
Blue roan Dun Brindle Paint

ɧɛıɠɧɬ:
16.2hh

ąɠɛ:
6

℘ɛཞʂơŋąƖıɬყ:
Batman is Very athletic and a bit of a showoff. He can be vain, But is such a gelding! He loves to play and knocks of everything around him. The lesson Kids love him for his personality. He Loves to run, as he is a barrel horse and he has amazing speed and Agility. He Is definitely not a beginner's horse due to speed and Vices. He's A sassy boy, But is an overall sweet heart. He doesn't really like many people to rid him, only his owner. He is a horse for only very advanced riders, as he is very spunky, fast, and spooky.

Favorite food:
Blue-Berry poptarts

ɖıʂƈı℘Ɩıŋɛ:
Barrel Racer

ąཞɬ:
WIP
viewtopic.php?f=32&t=2019346
Not my lines and still a wip^^

ơɬɧɛཞ:
I Would Love to own Him, as He is stunning! I would Love him forever and i think I already have a Mare to breed with him! He would definitely be one of my favorites! Although i might not have the fanciest form, i put time and effort into it. Good luck everyone!

ɖɛʂƈཞıცɛ ყơųཞ ʄą۷ơཞıɬɛ ცơơƙ ƈɧąཞąƈɬɛཞ ɬơ ɱɛ, ąŋɖ ıŋƈƖųɖɛ ą զųơɬɛ ʄཞơɱ ɬɧɛɱ:
My favorite character is Holly Chapman, Form the Series, Timber Ridge Riders By Maggie Dana. Holly is around 17 years old and has beautiful blond hair. For a while She could not walk, Due to a tragic accident that killed her dad. She doesn't like to talk about it though. She unlocked her legs saving a horse from a barn fire. She Has a beautiful Black gelding named Magician, who never puts a foot wrong. Her best-friend Kate, Lived with her all summer till her dad decided to move to Vermont with her. Holly is very bright and always there for her friends. She rides on the Timber Ridge Team, With her coach ( and Mom) Liz. She also has a Boyfriend named adam, Who also rides, but for Larchwood Stables.

"Being Brave Doesn't always mean you cant be scared"

[teresa8oats]

Beautiful! I love it! Sadly, I am going to drop out~ I can guarantee that this horse does not need my entry, their are so many devoted people to this guy right now! Good luck everyone and great job on all of your entries~