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Painted Vaulters! Tolters of this theme have all been trained by top horse vaulters around the world and are being adopted out to new homes to enjoy either more of their career or a period of rest. They are trimmed, clean, and have a slightly lighter frame than regular tolts. You may only have one Painted Vaulter and please don't forget it, so choose yours carefully.



Breeding Notes
Ee/At_/Dd/Tt/Oo
Has wall eye color / light blue
-Bandage edits don't pass

FCFS to the first complete form. You may not post and reserve or edit.
And do not use the same story to adopt a different Painted Vaulter

Username: AnnaROUaT
Name: Lady in the Lake "Lago"
Gender: Mare
Halter Color: Light blue
Bandage Color: Blue
250 word or more story about them in a competition: The mare pawed the ground anxiously as she awaited her turn. The fairgrounds were alive with the gentle hum of anxiety, anticipation, and worry. Horses clattered noisely about the arena, their owners tapping their sides gently or correcting them. The mare's rider was nervous - Lago could tell. Shifting her weight, Lago allowed her rider to settle down, breathing in rythym slowly as she waited for their turn. This mare had been around these competitions before - they were all the same. Even so, the excitement always got to the mare, eating way at her as her turn to shine slowly arrived. She'd won so few competitions, but she still had hope. It wasn't very difficult for her to tell when she'd done well - if she'd won, a shiny ribbon would be pinned ot her headgear. If not, the rider would dismount, their head hung in dissapointment, and pat the mare, with a whispered, "good try, old girl." So many riders the mare had carried. And so many times she had lost. But not today, the mare though. Today would be different. As her rider's name was called, the mare stretched out a front hoof, picking up a steady trot as the duo made their way into the arena. The dust pooled around her hooves as she entered the ring, the viewers ooh-ing and aweing at her clean appearance. The judges sat in a booth, their cold stares making the mare shift uncomftorably. "You may begin," echoed the loud voice over the microphone.

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Username: AnnaROUaT
Name: Lady in the Lake "Lago"
Gender: Mare
Halter Color: Light blue
Bandage Color: Blue
250 word or more story about them in a competition: The mare pawed the ground anxiously as she awaited her turn. The fairgrounds were alive with the gentle hum of anxiety, anticipation, and worry. Horses clattered noisely about the arena, their owners tapping their sides gently or correcting them. The mare's rider was nervous - Lago could tell. Shifting her weight, Lago allowed her rider to settle down, breathing in rythym slowly as she waited for their turn. This mare had been around these competitions before - they were all the same. Even so, the excitement always got to the mare, eating way at her as her turn to shine slowly arrived. She'd won so few competitions, but she still had hope. It wasn't very difficult for her to tell when she'd done well - if she'd won, a shiny ribbon would be pinned ot her headgear. If not, the rider would dismount, their head hung in dissapointment, and pat the mare, with a whispered, "good try, old girl." So many riders the mare had carried. And so many times she had lost. But not today, the mare though. Today would be different. As her rider's name was called, the mare stretched out a front hoof, picking up a steady trot as the duo made their way into the arena. The dust pooled around her hooves as she entered the ring, the viewers ooh-ing and aweing at her clean appearance. The judges sat in a booth, their cold stares making the mare shift uncomftorably. "You may begin," echoed the loud voice over the microphone.
(254 words)

[y i n]

Username: Y i n
Name: Up After Dusk / / Dusk
Gender: Mare
Halter Color: Dusk Theme / Moon Setting
Bandage Color: White
250 word or more story about them in a competition:

A whinny erupted from Dusk, she was excited. It was her first show, no, our first show. I had never been in a show before, neither had Dusk, I had kept nagging my parents to take me to one, but they had always refused until one day, they surprised me with allowing me to enter in one.
I patted Dusk and gave her a kiss on the nose. She was so impatient, but as soon as the current competitor was done, we were up. I was one who had fallen in love with show jumping, pushing myself and a few of my horses to do their best with home made jumps. The highest jump was a little over 5 feet high, none of my horses except Dusk actually succeeded in jumping it, that was a reason that I had been so excited. After a few minuets, I mounted onto Dusk and patiently waited to hear Dusk's show name and my name. " Next, is Up After Dusk, and Okura Koga. " the announced announced. My heart dropped. Dusk let out a snort and started trotting. I pulled back slightly on the reins, to nervous to even show now. She refused and began to trot. " Dusk! " I pouted, but she ignored me. " You hard headed little butt! " I pouted. Once we were at the starting position, the timer started and she began. I decided to go with her and ignore the crowd, the judges, everyone, even my thoughts. After a minuet or two, it wasn't so bad, until we came up on the highest jump there was. " No, no no! " I cried, scared she wouldn't make it. She, yet again, ignored me and picked up her speed, moments later, we were soaring over the jump. A smiled grew on my face and that was it. The course was over. I let out a loud laugh as we exited and leaned over the saddle to hug Dusk. " You silly mare! " I chuckled.

< It was actually about the rider and her if that was ok ? It's 328 words ^^

EDIT ; ;
I had to change the show name ;w;

[Raury]

Username: Brad
Name: Desperada
Gender: Mare
Halter Color: Surprise me!!
Bandage Color: Her eye color
250 word or more story about them in a competition:

Desperada is a classic mare in vaulting, simply elegant. Just ravishing, her stride seems so perfect. Almost atleast, her partner just the same. So wild and majestic but in a elegant way. As they both go around and around with each passing movement. Such strength they both carry. It takes great effort to manage great positions on a moving horse, but they are great at what they do. Desperada not only knows this is a team effort but it is what she loves doing or else she wouldnt be here now. Always at her best there was only one incident but she always learns from her mistakes and is willing to work to get it right. Determined and infatuated with strutting her stuff, she admires the ethnicity of how mesmorizing these things can be, even with someone atop of her she doesnt seem to mind at all.

Was too late~ Congrats c:

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Username: AnnaROUaT
Name: Lady in the Lake "Lago"
Gender: Mare
Halter Color: Light blue
Bandage Color: Blue
250 word or more story about them in a competition: The mare pawed the ground anxiously as she awaited her turn. The fairgrounds were alive with the gentle hum of anxiety, anticipation, and worry. Horses clattered noisely about the arena, their owners tapping their sides gently or correcting them. The mare's rider was nervous - Lago could tell. Shifting her weight, Lago allowed her rider to settle down, breathing in rythym slowly as she waited for their turn. This mare had been around these competitions before - they were all the same. Even so, the excitement always got to the mare, eating way at her as her turn to shine slowly arrived. She'd won so few competitions, but she still had hope. It wasn't very difficult for her to tell when she'd done well - if she'd won, a shiny ribbon would be pinned ot her headgear. If not, the rider would dismount, their head hung in dissapointment, and pat the mare, with a whispered, "good try, old girl." So many riders the mare had carried. And so many times she had lost. But not today, the mare though. Today would be different. As her rider's name was called, the mare stretched out a front hoof, picking up a steady trot as the duo made their way into the arena. The dust pooled around her hooves as she entered the ring, the viewers ooh-ing and aweing at her clean appearance. The judges sat in a booth, their cold stares making the mare shift uncomftorably. "You may begin," echoed the loud voice over the microphone.
(254 words)

Congrats!

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Thanks so much!! <3
Eep my new baby :D

[y i n]

Congrats hun ^^