[CopperChaos]

Introducing the first Antelopequid of six, a Springbok. This is my first theme as an artist and im super excited to present them too you guys!

Username: Yamaneko
Name: Gharib (means foreigner but traveller as well)
Gender: Stallion
Age: 8 years
Height: 12.3hh
Colour: Pangare Palomino Overo
Extra: Gharib means foreigner or traveler. The name says it all. He loves to travel and to explore foreign landscapes and cultures. Other equids and their herd practices are fascinating for him.

On his journeys he learned that bipeds (he always calls humans like that) of different cultures create different things for their horses and even for equids, too. Those different and often colourful things amazed him and he started to collect them as souvenirs. From time to time Gharib wears those accessories, just because he loves them.

Gharib lately joined one of the bipeds because he saw that he could reach even more places on their side. And a biped has some great possibilities to carry his souvenirs home.

Another fascinating thing are masks. Somehow Gharib feels they are more than just human stuff. Some of them are filled with a hint of magic. The stallion is committed to feel this magic when le looks at them. It's a strange feeling, a mix of excitement, a slight gooseflesh and the mood the mask shows itself. Gharib often spends some time just with staring at them.

Of course the journeys with his biped are not just for fun. They require that he participates in some equid shows or competitions. But that's ok for him because they make sure that he really meets foreign equids. Although he is not the best equid for competitions Gharib tries his best and sometimes they are even fun.

During all those journeys and new loose contacts he sometimes feels a bit lonely. But until now Gharib hasn't found a friend who shares his passion for exploring. Although he would really appreciate a friend this thought frightens him a little bit. This friend really has to share his passions because he fears a decision between a friend and his beloved journeys.

Funny fact: Although Gharib spends a lot of time with masks he never recognized that his face looks a bit like a mask, too. Only after one of his loose contacts told him about it, he saw that his face markings look a bit like one.



Story:
The square behind the buildings was hot and dusty. A huge herd of bipeds surrounded the place. Their voices mixed up with the screams of the swallows above him. It was exiting, maybe even a little bit frightening but Gharib enjoyed this scenery. He twisted his ears and raised his head to get as many impressions as possible.

A hand full of other equids walked over this dusty square, too. Each of them had a biped on their side. Most of them seemed to be a bit scarred by all the trouble around them. When he looked at them Gharib already looked forward to meet them after the show. He was sure there were some interesting characters with stories from different regions among them.

The biped next to him mumbled something he couldn't understand. But it sounded somehow depressant. Gharib snorted. There was no need for calming words. This scenery was amazing. If he was honest he didn't even want to enter the buildings for that strange kind of competition while there was so much to discover around. But it was his decision to travel with his biped because together they were able to go to places whereof Gharib dreamed at night.

Gharibs gaze wandered over the crowd of bipeds. Suddenly he spotted a small gab which revealed the tent like buildings behind all those viewers. One of them was full of equid and horse stuff. Immediately Gharib stopped moving and turned towards it. What he saw took his full attention - at least for a moment. His biped made a strange voice with a long "ooooh", which sounded a little bit annoyed. Gharib looked at the equid equipment. It looked really interesting. There were colourful fabrics with many funny patterns. They looked a bit like masks. Masks! They were one of his greatest passions. Gharib loved masks! They were fascinating and each one seemed to tell an own story. Those masks seemed to be specially made for equids. Once he had seen one of them, worn by an equid who participated in reces. But he never got the chance to get one of those racing masks. His biped called him by name and pulled the rope of his halter. No chance. Gharib neighed exited and stiffed his neck. He wasn't tall but strong. And maybe a bit headstrong, too. His biped tried their best but after a short fight, they gave in. Again they said something he wasn't able to undrestand. It sounded yielding and therefore Gharib knew he won.

His biped led him off the square, sighing but smiling, too. Together they went to this strange tent with all the masks. Gharib was really excited, now. He rubbernecked all those masks, took a closer look at one, sniffed on the next. Finally he found the one he liked best. It was made of a soft and beautiful green fabric with golden seams. And somehow it smelled of adventure. His biped accepted their fate and bought the racing mask for Gharib. The stallion lowered his head and waited patiently and persistent until they put him the mask on. Again the biped said something strange but finally they returned to the other equids. Gharib was rather proud about his victory. Too proud to care about the other equids reactions. Now he was ready for action.

*This a Themed Equid and cannot breed with other Equids of the same theme, so no breeding an antelopequid to another antelopequid

[Mama Cloud (=^>w<^=)]

Username: shadowheart 88
Name: Duma
Gender: Stallion
Age: 3years
Height: (must be between 12.3 and 14.3 hh) 12.3 and 14.3hh
Colour: Pangare Palomino Overo
Extra:

[chaton,]

Username: Lyrebird
Name: Skoll
Gender: Stallion
Age: Three
Height: 13.3 hh
Colour: Pangare Palomino Overo
Extra: While it is taboo, Skoll's favorite activity is collecting bones! Shed antlers, feathers, teeth and claws, anything he can get he loves to show off by tying whatever he finds into his mane, although he makes absolutely sure it's clean first. His mane and tail are both decorated with his favorite feathers and claws, and all the rest are in a circle around where he sleeps.

His absolute favorite piece, however, was a gift. One of his best friends, who he hasn't seen in a long time and wonders about often, shared his fascination with feathers, and somehow got his hooves on a lyrebird's tail feather, one of the long, curling ones that shape part of the lyre. He came galloping across the field, owner in tow, and was incredibly excited to share with Skoll his new find. Skoll came to learn that his friend's owner had taken in a lyrebird from a nearby zoo that was closing down, and the poor foul had lost it's tail feather when it'd been unknowlingly stepped on by one of the other quid in the pasture. Skoll adores the feather, and proudly displays it tied in right behind his ear.

(i have a springbok skull in my collection, which i've named Skoll, so i just HAD to try for this bab)

[Naeco]

Will enter!! Reserve.

[|Shyba|]

Username: |Angel|
Name: Abioye
Gender: Stallion
Age: 5
Height: (must be between 12.3 and 14.3 hh)
Colour: Pangare Palomino Overo
Extra: wip

[koegami]

Marking

[myk]

Username: myk
Name: Jelani
Gender: Stallion
Age: 8 years
Height: 12.3 hh
Colour: Pangare Palomino Overo
Extra: Jelani has a long list of activities he likes to do, they go from waking up anywhere to running around. They are all fun things to do, keep him busy and keep him energized. But he doesn't just enjoy the generic activities that horses would do, he loves human activities as well. He likes to go swimming (not really swim, just kick around), a good game a tag and definitely being groomed. That was like an activity, it took forever to get him perfectly groomed. His all time favourite activities would be going on an adventure, with no destination or real map of where he is going. He likes to collect things on his way, flowers, rocks, anything really. Then depending on where his adventure takes him, he loves to find caves and explore them. Finding himself deep in unknown caves, he often carries glow sticks with him for these deep cave adventures. Another favourite activity would be scuba diving, he loves to put on some snorkels and look at all the fish and underwater animals, wondering what it'd be like to be them. His most favourite activity of these all is Scuba diving in caves! Combing two awesome things together to get a mix between them plus still an adventure!
Story: Jelani awoke early in the morning, it was a nice sunny morning. It was a little damp from the dew, when he got up and stretched his stiff limbs. He was smooth on his feet, up and stretching about he grazed the grass lazily as he did. He waited for the sun to rise more, the birds start to chirp before he set off on a new adventure. He started off with a slow walk, something to wake him up as he walked along the forest edge. As the ray of the sun rose and broke through the trees, he found himself entering and roaming a forest, he still had his little pouch around his neck, which as he walked he stole flowers and pretty things he came across. He didn't take them all because he always believed that pretty things were better left alone, so he picked some and left others. He spent majority of the walk, just enjoying the sun.

Taking his time to get where he was being lead too, he had no idea where. He kept going off the perfectly beaten down paths, finding himself walking through the long grass. Grinning at the grass tickling at his legs, he'd often jump through it rather then walk. Getting himself energetic as he did, eventually he'd break back into paths and end up cantering about. His destination was uncertain, but as a wild equid he loved the thrill of it. He was getting a little tired, so he begun to look for shade. Found some under a big tree, which he napped under for a few hours. When he woke up, he found a friend waiting for him! A bunny! He quickly drew his attention to it, the bunny's attention was on him as well. But the bunny wanted to play a game of tag obviously because it turned and took off running, which obviously meant Jelani needed to tag his friend! The stallion broke out into a gallop, he raced after the bunny with a grin on his face.

He loved the wind blowing against his face, the wait it trashed his mane around. Made his ears flicker to avoiding being deafened by the wind, the way he felt so free. More free then he clearly already was, but the only part he disliked the most out of running was the bugs smacking into his face! Blinding him for a moment when the poor things ran straight into his eye, or when they ended up in his nose. He was just fed up with them, luckily for him he was soon no longer running because the bunny ended up dodging into a cave! His favourite thing, he quickly dodged into it as well. He soon forgot about the bunny, poor bunny but he was way more distracted by the cave. He felt so excited in the cave, he had his little glow sticks so he lit on then carried it with him as he explored. He found lots of valuable things, even gold! He couldn't stay in there forever sadly, so he made his way out a few hours later.


Jelani found himself with a full bag of collections, which he needed to put somewhere. He slowly made his way back to his resting spot, adding his new found collections to his previous collections. He found himself having a snack of grass, more like a meal but he found himself watching the sunset in a happy blissful mood. He loved adventures, he fell asleep after the sun had gone down and the crickets came out with a smile on his face.

[ty_tay]

Username: ty_tay
Name: Abelas
Gender: Stallion
Age: 9yrs
Height: 14.3 hh
Colour: Pangare Palomino Overo
Extra: Coming soon

[sailorsolarsystem]

Username: sailorsolarsystem
Name: Zuri (African - handsome)
Gender: Stallion
Age: 7
Height: 12.3hh
Colour: Pangare Palomino Overo
Extra: Zuri's favourite activities involve running as fast as he can. He has so much energy and what better way to get rid of it than running round his herds territory so fast that he feels like he is flying? He loves hitting his maximum speed and then looking at the world around him, at how blurred everything gets. He finds this fascinating and so pretty. He also loves to look up at all the various birds above him and pretends he is up there with them in a sky race. However sometimes he pushes himself too far and exhausts himself, leading him to find somewhere to lay and have a long nap.
Zuri also enjoys hiking in the taller mountains of his herds territory. Unlike running he takes things slow and really sinks in the atmosphere and sights. He likes going off on weird paths and sometimes no path at all, to try and find places that no other equid has been before. If he finds a new place he explores every little detail about it so he can go back to his friends in the herd and tell them all about it. His hikes give him time to appreciate life and his herd, and he just loves that feeling.
Zuri likes to go caving, even though he's an equid and most of the time he is too big to explore the whole cave. He loves seeing all the different rock formations that he can, wondering how they got there and how long it's been that way. He'll squeeze his head into a small hole just to get a look at the next cavern, hoping for something cool. When he finds a big open space in the cave that he can't get into he lets his imagination run wild, and being too big never gets him down. Exploring with his mind is just as good as doing it himself.
Zuri likes to tell stories of his adventures, and share his experiences with others. He figures that there's no point in keeping these wonderful things all to himself, so if anyone is willing to listen he tells them every single thing he can think of. This usually entails of his newest favourite activity, ghost hunting. He's heard tales of a ghost that wonders a forest on the border of their territory, and Zuri decided that he would track it down and see it for himself.


Story:
Zuri: "It was two years ago on that fateful winter night...I remember it as if it was yesterday. It was colder than it had been any other night that week. There were no stars in the night sky, just contorted clouds, and the moon, a full blinking moon hiding amongst them. The air was thick with fog and it was hard to breathe in the heavy eerie atmosphere. Somewhere far off in the distance a lonely wolf howled out for a mate. I was walking alone near the forest border where the fabled ghost lived. Her tale is one of sorrow and insanity, murdered by her wretched lover she enacts her revenge on any male passerby, tearing out their heart as her lover once did to her. I just wanted one glimpse of this spectre, such a strange anomaly from everyday life, I couldn't let my fear win over my curiosity. All I could hear were noises from nature, though they were altered, so contradictive to the noises I knew and loved. I picked up my pace as I wondered into the forest, my breath held in fear of what could jump out at me. The trees of the forest were so dark and twisted and it felt like I was being watched by something...powerful. I turned to the sound of twigs snapping, my heart racing through my chest as if it was going to burst. Before I knew it I was running at my top speed...maybe even faster.

Then I saw it. A blood curdling whiteness, it was her....it was the spectre. I was frozen, fear and awe taking hold of me. She shone in a pearlescent glow that was unknown to me, unlike anything from this world. The forest grew colder around me, I felt shivers down my spine. It was so cold that I could see my own breath before me. The forest had grown deadly silent, the spectres' eyes burned into me deep enough it felt like she could see into my soul. It was like death had griped me. The spectre moved ever so slightly towards me, crying out in agony for the lover who had betrayed her.

That's when it happened. She moved more urgently towards me, her eyes blood red and her anger seething through them. She out stretched her leg towards me and whimpered something inaudible. I turned and ran as fast as my legs could carry me. As much as I was awestruck by her image I did not want this to be where it ends. I ran through the forest, tripping and stumbling on gnarled tree branches. I swear they were slithering out just to grab me and pull me back to their mistress. I ran further and further but the forest seemed to be growing before me...until finally I was free. Bursting out into the open I dared not stop. I could feel the spectre closing in behind me. I may have escaped with my life, but even now I can feel her eyes watching me if I go anywhere near that forest. Laying in wait for her revenge."

Celestia: "Erm Zuri...that was Melody...in a sheet....she was pulling a prank on you. There is no ghost in that forest."

Zuri: "Me...Melody....but I saw....! Melody!" *Gallops off to confront Melody*

[Haze-L-Kitten]

Username: HazleKitten
Name: Flint
Gender: Stallion
Age: 4 Years
Height: 12.3 hh
Colour: Pangare Palomino Overo
Extra: Flint is a rather small 'Quid and enjoys grazing despite its commonality among he and his friends. He takes extra precision and enjoyment to it. Why he finds enjoyment in something he does everyday is when something else lurks about he and his fellow quids. A twig snaps, trees rustle, or even if a quid nearby snorts catching him off guard. Flint will launch himself into the air in a fashion called stotting. However, Flint has a habit of doing this when he's excited, playing, or challenging a fellow bachelor stallion. Despite his small and stocky size. He packs a punch with his legs and raises his tail like a flag to ward off predators and or potential problems such as other males. Some tend to laugh as his ridiculous display of strange behavior but he mostly finds it as a game unless he's sizing someone up. This is where his personality gets tricky. Since his stotting is a regular thing. It's hard to tell if he's being serious or being goofy.
Story: As a colt. Flint was energetic and never staying on the ground. He may have been born with four legs to run on but he much rather use them to spring himself into the air, over, and over, and over again in the forms of rearing, bucking, and kicking whilst he thrashed his longs nimble legs about and his head. He never got tired of it. However, Flint's strange development of his 'stotting' was first influenced by watching a heard of deer scatter after he and his herd had come across a field. Flint, much like many colt's his age would do was copy what he saw and he sure enough did. His parents nor friends never saw a problem with his mimicking of a deer and it became a habit and eventually a characteristic of this stallion. It's a statement and he's always proud to show it off.