[SerenWish]

I'm a lover,not a fighter.

Hey everyone! I decided that my non-Matchmaker Valentine's adopts would be based off of different love quotes. This boy is based off "I'm a lover, not a fighter". But this boy says...why not both? While he's quite the lovebug off the track and in the barn, he is like the warhorses of old on the track. This boy will fight 'til the finish, tearing up the turf like the "iron horse" steam locomotives that blazed across the American expanse. We do suggest to race him with other colts– a pretty filly might turn his eyes. ;3
(The gray tack is not final. You'll design the colors and tack.)

Give him an awesome racehorse name that has to do with romance/Valentine's/etc, or a fighting-related name. :3

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[center]


/ / i shall fight a war for love, yet i shall never love a war / /

Username: Lichenfeather
Show Name: SF's Mortal Love
Barn Name: Absolution
xxxxxxxx--- a formal release from guilt, obligation or penalty

Shrill sounds.

Sharp cries puncture the still morning air.
A thin layer of fog begins to lift, as a trumpet shatters the eerie silence.

Hooves on concrete, sand, grass. Gates closing, voices lifting, excitement building.
Metal. Cage. Box.

He can feel the petite weight balanced like a dancer upon his back.
He can smell the fear and excitement of those around him.
He recognizes the need to run.

Gates, open now, and a silent thunder as they bolt.
A crackling “They’re off” guides the creature, and blood keeps him going.
Blood pounding. Hearts beating. Demons rising.

Someone gets too close,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxand someone follows.
The monster purrs, someone howls.

Now, legs flashing, head straining, heart pounding, the monster and his dancer pull ahead, leaving dust and stars in their wake.

no one can reach them,
no one can catch them,
no one can see them

It is him. It is her.

Together

and yet so very far apart,

they soar,
the ground no longer an aspect of reality
but a dream they mutually cling to in order to stay alive.

A shout, of glee or horror unrecognizable and eternally winding
(he dare not think of what the latter may be,
for life too precious can he waste now, as they run)

Finally, halting, blood pounding, monster sleeping.
A soft hand, a gentle word.

Others shy away. One dares not, words cascading down
xxxxxxxxxxxxxLike whispers in his ears of gentle promises yet to be made
“He’s a lover, not a fighter.”

And finally, once more, sweet, blessed silence.

Gender: Stallion
Breed: Thoroughbred
Height: 16.1 hands
Age: 3 years
Colour: Dappled Bay
Markings: Star, (tiny heart) snip, coronet, socks
Genes: E/e, A/a

/ / there are causes worth dying for, but none worth killing for / /

Number For Tack: 17
Design his Tack:

Absolution, of course, wears the green and silver of the Silent Forest Stud. However, what puts him apart from all our other horses is a tiny silver heart on the left cheek of his hood. This heart is to remind us, and him, that no matter how fierce he gets while on the track, he is noble and gentle when not racing.

/ / being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage / /

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[Arrows]

Username: Arrows
Show Name: Shakespeare's Tragic Love
Barn Name: Romeo
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Thoroughbred
Height: 16.1 hands
Age: 3 years
Colour: Dappled Bay
Markings: Star, (tiny heart) snip, coronet, socks
Genes: E/e, A/a
Number For Tack: 17
Design his Tack: Wip! Basic color scheme ideas:
Leg Wraps: Red
Mask: White
Blanket: Light Pink/Pastel
Saddle: Black

Really need some good ol' racing Thoroughbreds! <33 Loving this guy!

[ScarletFeather11]

Username: ScarletFeather11
Show Name: Deep Within the Heart
Barn Name: Cupid
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Thoroughbred
Height: 16.1 hands
Age: 3 years
Colour: Dappled Bay
Markings: Star, (tiny heart) snip, coronet, socks
Genes: E/e, A/a
Number For Tack:(1-18) 12
Design his Tack:
Saddle Pad: A Light Red
Saddle: Black
Leg Wraps: Red to match the saddle pad
Mask: Light Red with a golden star-like pattern

[finoodle]

Username: B L A Z E
Show Name: The Never-ending Fires of love
Barn Name: Pompeii
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Thoroughbred
Height: 16.1 hands
Age: 3 years
Colour: Dappled Bay
Markings: Star, (tiny heart) snip, coronet, socks
Genes: E/e, A/a
Number For Tack: 16
Design his Tack: Coming, w.i.p

[ilhdc7]

Username: ilhdc7
Show Name: Something about Love
Barn Name: Golden
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Thoroughbred
Height: 16.1 hands
Age: 3 years
Colour: Dappled Bay
Markings: Star, (tiny heart) snip, coronet, socks
Genes: E/e, A/a
Number For Tack: 15
Design his Tack:

Face Mask; Golden
Reigns; Silver
Saddle; Silver
Saddle Pad; Golden
Leg Raps; Golden

Golden because love is about eternalty, and being true, and everlasting, and you have to shine bright, and be gold to love fully.



"Stay gold PonyBoy."

[orse]

Username: {h o r s e}
Show Name: WWT Legendary Lover
Barn Name: Ned
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Thoroughbred
Height: 16.1 hands
Age: 3 years
Colour: Dappled Bay
Markings: Star, (tiny heart) snip, coronet, socks
Genes: E/e, A/a

Number For Tack: 9
Design his Tack:
Bridle
Flymask
Saddle - White with trim as in the flymask [free rein to you a bit]
Polo

Art: Ahh!
WIP [on the top will be an animation of him galloping and on the bottom the love heart moving. I don't have the time to finish atm :(
Story: Hearts are racing as his hooves, as strong as boulders thunder down the track.
The toothpick legs of the thoroughbred. So thin yet so strong.
Blue eyes follow the bright flash of bay as he thunders past. She squints slightly as she taps the timer once more.
The race horse skids to a stop, slightly foaming at the mouth as he overbent his neck, crunching on the bit.
She swung herself over the fence, running her hands over his legs and back as the jockey swung to the ground.
He was the one. He had the spark, the charm. The fiery atmosphere.
He had the 'race horse look'. The professionalism and the high-strung and ready to run poise.
She grabbed the reins of the horse, holding them at his withers.
She tied her dead straight hair into a bun, snippets of them falling out from under her helmet.
And at that moment, as she vaulted into the saddle, everything clicked.

She held the horse back as she shifted underneath her, responding to her seat so lightly.
The moment she loosened the reins a tad, he was off.
He had a fire fuelling him. He was fast, and genetics was to thank.
But there was something else. He had the want to run, the fight to spring into each stride and push himself each time.

He was the one.

I'd do more art of him but I'm in class and can not upload it. It's a picture of Aria riding him.

[Timey]

w h y
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a l w a y s
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b a t t l e f i e l d ?

username: TimeLord~Jedi
show name: Machine Of War
barn name: Tank
gender: Stallion
breed: Thoroughbred
height: 16.1 hands
age: 3 Years
colour: Dappled Bay
markings: Star, (tiny heart) snip, coronet, socks
genes: E/e, A/a
number for tack: 18
design his tack:

• Black Saddle
• Army Green Saddle Pad
• Black Bridle
• Army Green Mask w/ Black Trim


WIP

[lichenfeather]

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/ / i shall fight a war for love, yet i shall never love a war / /

Username: Lichenfeather
Show Name: SF's Mortal Love
Barn Name: Absolution
xxxxxxxx--- a formal release from guilt, obligation or penalty

Shrill sounds.

Sharp cries puncture the still morning air.
A thin layer of fog begins to lift, as a trumpet shatters the eerie silence.

Hooves on concrete, sand, grass. Gates closing, voices lifting, excitement building.
Metal. Cage. Box.

He can feel the petite weight balanced like a dancer upon his back.
He can smell the fear and excitement of those around him.
He recognizes the need to run.

Gates, open now, and a silent thunder as they bolt.
A crackling “They’re off” guides the creature, and blood keeps him going.
Blood pounding. Hearts beating. Demons rising.

Someone gets too close,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxand someone follows.
The monster purrs, someone howls.

Now, legs flashing, head straining, heart pounding, the monster and his dancer pull ahead, leaving dust and stars in their wake.

no one can reach them,
no one can catch them,
no one can see them

It is him. It is her.

Together

and yet so very far apart,

they soar,
the ground no longer an aspect of reality
but a dream they mutually cling to in order to stay alive.

A shout, of glee or horror unrecognizable and eternally winding
(he dare not think of what the latter may be,
for life too precious can he waste now, as they run)

Finally, halting, blood pounding, monster sleeping.
A soft hand, a gentle word.

Others shy away. One dares not, words cascading down
xxxxxxxxxxxxxLike whispers in his ears of gentle promises yet to be made
“He’s a lover, not a fighter.”

And finally, once more, sweet, blessed silence.

Gender: Stallion
Breed: Thoroughbred
Height: 16.1 hands
Age: 3 years
Colour: Dappled Bay
Markings: Star, (tiny heart) snip, coronet, socks
Genes: E/e, A/a

/ / there are causes worth dying for, but none worth killing for / /

Number For Tack: 17
Design his Tack:

Absolution, of course, wears the green and silver of the Silent Forest Stud. However, what puts him apart from all our other horses is a tiny silver heart on the left cheek of his hood. This heart is to remind us, and him, that no matter how fierce he gets while on the track, he is noble and gentle when not racing.

/ / being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage / /

[SerenWish]

Very excited, and I shall be entering once I'm off my mobile, however I have a quick question. Are extras {ie art, prettying} allowed?

Yep! ^__^

[allo vera]

Username: WhoaDazzle
Show Name: The Heartbreak Kid ( It's actually the name of a horse at the barn where I ride!)
Barn Name: Romeo
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Thoroughbred
Height: 16.1 hands
Age: 3 years
Colour: Dappled Bay
Markings: Star, (tiny heart) snip, coronet, socks
Genes: E/e, A/a
Number For Tack:13
Design his Tack: Dark red saddle blanket, polo's and mask. White with black accents saddle and bride.