[SerenWish]

Oh my! This little guy wandered out of his box, looking very, very drowsy! Seems he didn't managed to sleep too well last night, and spent the night half-asleep, in and out of dreams, tossing and turning!

What on earth was he dreaming about? It's up for you to decide! To win him, give him a name and tell me what he was dreaming out- my favorite gets the colt! :3
I may do some runner's up foals... you are free to add extras. He will grow up on his own. (However, runner's up foals will probably stay foals until I can find time, or, like the Mystery Sires, will need a small payment to grow.)

The whole idea for his name and story just stemmed from the fact that where I am we just had an earthquake. XD

Owner
TimeLord~Jedi
Show Name
Rolling Of Thunder
Barn Name
Fissure
Gender
Colt
Breed
Rocky Mountain Horse
Height
15.0 Hands
Color
Silver Dapple
Genes
Ee/aa/ZZ
His Dream
It is said that animals are able to predict natural disasters long before they happen, and maybe some our more sensitive then others. Really any of the humans could have seen it coming before it happened. The horses were behaving quite erratically, and the other animals all sought out hiding places the evening before.

But that night in the barn, the rustling of hay and constant whimpers were indications of a colt having a much different premonition.

Fissure's dream nearly ended before it started, as this distinct shaking feeling he began to have nearly roused him from his sleep. However the deep slumber he was in pulled him back into his dream, and the shaking grew ever stronger. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before. It was nothing like having a stall door slammed shut, or a group of horses gallivanting across the pasture. No, this shaking was deep, like it was coming from the depths of the Earth itself.

After a few moments, Fissure realized that's exactly where it was coming from.

He saw the barn falling down around him from whatever abomination this was, and when he was no longer glued to the aisle of the stable, he shook himself off and then ran for the barn doors. Just as he was almost there, they slammed shut on their own, a gust of wind from the movement hitting him square in the face. The shaking grew stronger and stronger, and it was now accompanied by the sound of splintering wood. He didn't need to look behind him to see the destruction take place, the sound gave him a vivid enough image. He resorted to hitting the doors with his hooves in a futile attempt to get it open.

Fissure....Fissure! A voice called out, which was enough to wake him from his terrifying mental ordeal.

The colt sat up in his stall as fast as he could, his mane sticking up in all directions with bits of straw tangled in it. His gaze darted around frantically until he locked eyes with his mom.

"Relax Fissure, dear. We just had a small earthquake." She cooed, picking some of the straw out of his mane.

His chest heaved, and out of the corner of his eye he noticed a dimmed lantern swinging softly on it's hook. "E-Earthquake?"

"Yes. It's when built up pressure below the ground releases and the Earth starts to shake. This one wasn't very big though. Just big enough to feel but not big enough to cause any damage. Just try to go back to sleep."

Well that would explain his dream, but even with the reassurance from his mother, he wasn't ready to go back to sleep and plunge back into that torture again. He'd catch up on sleep in the pasture tomorrow, when he was far away from potentially unstable structures.

Sire: viewtopic.php?f=53&t=2059812
Dam: viewtopic.php?f=53&t=2175110

[Syracuse.]

Possible reserve :3

[Arrows]

Man, he's adorable. Will enter!



Owner: Arrows
Show Name: Sleeping With A Nightlight
Barn Name: Security
Gender: Colt
Breed: Rocky Mountain Horse
Height: 15.0 Hands
Color: Silver Dapple
Genes:Ee/aa/ZZ
His Dream: Silly thing is, this colt was dreaming about losing all his hair, including his mane and tail! Let me tell you about it.

Maybe I should explain first. Security has somewhat of an irrational fear of losing all of his hair. When he was just a bit younger, some older colts were messing with the quite gullible younger ones. Security, being extremely eager to grow up, loved listening to their "true" stories of their experiences - they were like his heroes, his idols.
On this day, the colts had promised to tell him a story. They gathered around him and started, seeming very accurate and legible.

A Grullo colt started off the banter. "I know! How about we tell him about Hairless Henry?" The colts, smirking, nodded vigorously.

"Who is Hairless Henry?" Security murmured with wide eyes, already intrigued.

"He was once just Henry..." One colt said distantly. "Until a summer day in June."

Another colt with blue eyes picked up, "Henry was out playing with all of us. He was a normal foal, just happy and jubilant. Until he began to lose many clumps of fur. 'What's wrong?' I asked him one day. 'Probably just shedding for the summer.' He replied cockily. We all became worried for him, but he never even hesitated to look at himself."

Soon, yet another colt leaned in, "And then, Henry starting becoming hairless in patches. He began to look as though he'd been attacked. 'Henry! Look at yourself!' I yelped one day. Henry sighed, 'I'm fine! Back off.'"

"But suddenly, one day Henry woke up and nothing was left. Hair scattered the floor, but his body was bare. He had no coat and no mane or tail! Henry was extremely ugly! All the fillies cringed, and all the mares gaped and gasped. No one could help him. He was so embarrassed and horrified, that Henry charged away, through the gate that the ranch hand had opened to let horses in. He never returned, and earned his fitting nickname, Hairless Henry!"

A malicious grin crossed the colt's face and he leaned so close that Security could feel his breath. "Don't become the second generation of the Hairless."

The other colts chanted while laughing hysterically, "Hairless Security! Hairless Security!"

Terrified, Security skittered away. He was so young, he didn't understand it was simply a tall tale meant to frighten foals like him. He never got over his silly fear, though.

- - -

Now that you understand, let's get back to his dream.

It was the dead of night. All the foals were fast asleep, quiet and dreaming of racing through fields - except Security. He was thrashing wildly, mane and tail becoming tangled and coat beginning to stick up oddly.

He dreamt of a beautiful summer day. Security stood with a pretty filly, his childhood crush, who smiled at him and began to lean in to nuzzle him. An abrupt look of horror crossed her face, her eyes wide and lips parted in a silent scream.

"What's wrong?" He stared at her gaping with confusion. Security's eyes followed her gaze downward, and he realized that his fur was falling out like a snowstorm in winter. The fur fell in clumps to the ground, feathery and light, until there was nothing left to fall. The filly had already taken off running, eyes wide and horrified.

Then the voices filled the air, and what seemed like a wave of colts appeared, coming towards him, shouting. Finally, he made out what they were saying. "Hairless Security! Hairless Security!" The nipped at his bare skin, and he cowered with fright.

One colt swooped in, aiming a kick but missing. "Go where you belong! With Hairless Henry!" His lip curled menacingly. At this point, Security was overwhelmed and took off running, needing to get away from their persistent, nagging, hurtful words.

He came to a lake, where he stared at his reflection. He staggered back immediately - there was nothing! He didn't look like himself! Security was so ugly!

Security realized that, across the small lake, stood a tan horse. No - not tan - hairless. The horse picked his way around the side of the lake, closer to the colt. He smiled despite his ugly appearance. "Why hello! Finally you've come! I knew there'd be more like me!" His photogenic grin and cheerful attitude was sickening.

Security shook his head, "Wh-who are you?" He stammered. The ugly horse creature chuckled.

"Didn't they tell you about me? They always blab. Why, I'm Hairless Henry! And you're my new best friend, someone exactly like me, Hairless Security! We can live together now! I won't have to be so alone now that someone understands."

"N-no way! I am nothing like you! Stay away!" Security began to yell. "This isn't real! It'll grow back!" Security was becoming a bit desperate.

Henry sadly shook his head, "Sorry buddy. Don't worry - we'll be fine!" He smiled cheekily and Security gagged purposely.

Determined, the colt began to scream now. "IT'L GROW BACK! IT'LL GROW BACK! IT'LL-"

- - -

"GROW....back..." Security had awoken with a start, gasping and still yelling. He trailed, confused at where he was momentarily. After he realized, he jolted up and struggled to look at himself. Relief filled him when he saw all his fur firmly stuck to him. Along with fur was straw and sawdust in his whirlwind of a mane and tail.

In the corner, his mother raised an eyebrow at him. Security straightened himself. "Just a bad dream," he tried to say casually, but it came out as a croak. His mother crossed the stall in one long, graceful stride and nuzzled her son, partially curling herself around him.

"And that was all it was. A dream - it's not real." Her voice was calm and collected, sweet and gentle. Security slowly sank to the ground, reassured and rather exhausted. She picked out the things in his mane and tail and untangled it gently. She stroked his coat.

His mother groomed him and made him feel warmer, helping him become progressively drowsier. He fell asleep to her rhythmic, soothing strokes.

- - -

What a "fear" he has! Silly, right? Such a crazy imagination he has!

[shadow59]

Owner: shadow59
Show Name: high on fizz
Barn Name: fizz
Gender: Colt
Breed: Rocky Mountain Horse
Height: 15.0 Hands
Color: Silver Dapple
Genes:Ee/aa/ZZ
His Dream: Fizz was dreaming about many things, one of them was his mum and dad, they were galloping through fields over green when a man came on horseback, he galloped after them and separated him from his mum and dad. scared, he kept on galloping, not knowing where to go, finally he came across and river and stopped, his mum and dad were no where. what was he supposed to do, he was alone with nobody.
Fizz also dreamed about his mum and dad being whipped and hurt and being put through pain, at which point he jerked away with fright. his breathing uneven and fast.

he also dreamed about meeting his mum and dad in heaven and before he had a chance to properly be reunited with them, they were dragged to hell and he was left alone, neighing and screaming at the gateway. would he ever know them?

more coming soon

[Timey]

The whole idea for his name and story just stemmed from the fact that where I am we just had an earthquake. XD

Owner
TimeLord~Jedi
Show Name
Rolling Of Thunder
Barn Name
Fissure
Gender
Colt
Breed
Rocky Mountain Horse
Height
15.0 Hands
Color
Silver Dapple
Genes
Ee/aa/ZZ
His Dream
It is said that animals are able to predict natural disasters long before they happen, and maybe some our more sensitive then others. Really any of the humans could have seen it coming before it happened. The horses were behaving quite erratically, and the other animals all sought out hiding places the evening before.

But that night in the barn, the rustling of hay and constant whimpers were indications of a colt having a much different premonition.

Fissure's dream nearly ended before it started, as this distinct shaking feeling he began to have nearly roused him from his sleep. However the deep slumber he was in pulled him back into his dream, and the shaking grew ever stronger. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before. It was nothing like having a stall door slammed shut, or a group of horses gallivanting across the pasture. No, this shaking was deep, like it was coming from the depths of the Earth itself.

After a few moments, Fissure realized that's exactly where it was coming from.

He saw the barn falling down around him from whatever abomination this was, and when he was no longer glued to the aisle of the stable, he shook himself off and then ran for the barn doors. Just as he was almost there, they slammed shut on their own, a gust of wind from the movement hitting him square in the face. The shaking grew stronger and stronger, and it was now accompanied by the sound of splintering wood. He didn't need to look behind him to see the destruction take place, the sound gave him a vivid enough image. He resorted to hitting the doors with his hooves in a futile attempt to get it open.

Fissure....Fissure! A voice called out, which was enough to wake him from his terrifying mental ordeal.

The colt sat up in his stall as fast as he could, his mane sticking up in all directions with bits of straw tangled in it. His gaze darted around frantically until he locked eyes with his mom.

"Relax Fissure, dear. We just had a small earthquake." She cooed, picking some of the straw out of his mane.

His chest heaved, and out of the corner of his eye he noticed a dimmed lantern swinging softly on it's hook. "E-Earthquake?"

"Yes. It's when built up pressure below the ground releases and the Earth starts to shake. This one wasn't very big though. Just big enough to feel but not big enough to cause any damage. Just try to go back to sleep."

Well that would explain his dream, but even with the reassurance from his mother, he wasn't ready to go back to sleep and plunge back into that torture again. He'd catch up on sleep in the pasture tomorrow, when he was far away from potentially unstable structures.

[cooper.]

Owner:
cooper.
Show Name:
Waiting For My Happy Ending
Barn Name:
Knight
Gender:
Colt
Breed:
Rocky Mountain Horse
Height:
15.0 Hands
Color:
Silver Dapple
Genes:
Ee/aa/ZZ
His Dream:
Knight's dream started simple and nice. He was running in the rain with his mother and his father, but then there was lightning and thunder and he was startled awake. When he fell back, hours later, asleep his father was looking down on him with a disapproving glance, the ground was damp and the sky was tainted with dying gray clouds. "Why'd you run, were you scared?" His father said quietly. "My son, a knight does not get scared." He said firmly. Knight was looking down at the ground as he walked away, suddenly he felt as though he was falling through the ground and he once again jolted awake. Then he fell back asleep and had a dreamless sleep.

[SerenWish]

The whole idea for his name and story just stemmed from the fact that where I am we just had an earthquake. XD

Owner
TimeLord~Jedi
Show Name
Rolling Of Thunder
Barn Name
Fissure
Gender
Colt
Breed
Rocky Mountain Horse
Height
15.0 Hands
Color
Silver Dapple
Genes
Ee/aa/ZZ
His Dream
It is said that animals are able to predict natural disasters long before they happen, and maybe some our more sensitive then others. Really any of the humans could have seen it coming before it happened. The horses were behaving quite erratically, and the other animals all sought out hiding places the evening before.

But that night in the barn, the rustling of hay and constant whimpers were indications of a colt having a much different premonition.

Fissure's dream nearly ended before it started, as this distinct shaking feeling he began to have nearly roused him from his sleep. However the deep slumber he was in pulled him back into his dream, and the shaking grew ever stronger. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before. It was nothing like having a stall door slammed shut, or a group of horses gallivanting across the pasture. No, this shaking was deep, like it was coming from the depths of the Earth itself.

After a few moments, Fissure realized that's exactly where it was coming from.

He saw the barn falling down around him from whatever abomination this was, and when he was no longer glued to the aisle of the stable, he shook himself off and then ran for the barn doors. Just as he was almost there, they slammed shut on their own, a gust of wind from the movement hitting him square in the face. The shaking grew stronger and stronger, and it was now accompanied by the sound of splintering wood. He didn't need to look behind him to see the destruction take place, the sound gave him a vivid enough image. He resorted to hitting the doors with his hooves in a futile attempt to get it open.

Fissure....Fissure! A voice called out, which was enough to wake him from his terrifying mental ordeal.

The colt sat up in his stall as fast as he could, his mane sticking up in all directions with bits of straw tangled in it. His gaze darted around frantically until he locked eyes with his mom.

"Relax Fissure, dear. We just had a small earthquake." She cooed, picking some of the straw out of his mane.

His chest heaved, and out of the corner of his eye he noticed a dimmed lantern swinging softly on it's hook. "E-Earthquake?"

"Yes. It's when built up pressure below the ground releases and the Earth starts to shake. This one wasn't very big though. Just big enough to feel but not big enough to cause any damage. Just try to go back to sleep."

Well that would explain his dream, but even with the reassurance from his mother, he wasn't ready to go back to sleep and plunge back into that torture again. He'd catch up on sleep in the pasture tomorrow, when he was far away from potentially unstable structures.

Congratulations Timey! You are our winner.

Turns out, this little boy actually has a half-sibling in your own hoard! He is the foal of two of my CWHR horses: Bustin' Rust Iron Man and Silver Fleet Feet!

[cooper.]

CONGRATS

[Arrows]

Congrats!

He's so cute. You're so lucky!

[SerenWish]

Honestly, I wanted to see a positive view on his parents, since I had his parents planned. XD

<3 You all did great