[nimrod.]

enjoy?

a few things about the competition, it will end on the 20th of August, and the story must be at least 250 words, and no more than 500, story must relate to them and their experience with eating ice.

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eye color;; yellow
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[Vinson]

username;;
Vinson
name;;
The Golden One//Aurelia
gender;;
Mare
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story;; 365 words long
The mare glanced at the icicles hanging on the snowed over pasture fence, and couldn't help but laugh at herself. The first time she had encountered an icicle had been five years ago, when she had been flown here from what the humans called California. There was nothing like the snow, ice, rain, and hail here in Colorado, and she had been very confused when she stepped out of the dark hold of the plane and into a small flurry of snow. She was scared and confused at the new world she had been brought into, but she was taken gently into a waiting trailer and driven off to her new stables. The three year old filly just watched as the flakes of white, fluffy snow rained down, their chill filling the air so much that even her blanket didn't protect her from the cold she wasn't used to. When they had finally arrived at the stables, Aurelia was extremely drowsy and as soon as she was in the warmth of her new stall, she was fast asleep.
When she woke in the morning, she was let out of her stall and into the now sunny and only slightly chilled pastures. That was where she met her first icicle. Curiously she had peered at the long, skinny, and glass looking thing hanging from the fence. The filly twisted her head and clamped down on it, expecting it to shatter. Only it didn't. It clung onto her tongue, its cold seeping into her mouth. With a squeal she bounded over to the water trough and shoved her nose in it, trying to get the clingy thing off her tongue. Her muzzle hit something hard instead of the water, though, and now Aurelia was even more confused. Where was the water? Did these horses eat their water? And so she brought her jaws over the cold substance and took a chunk out of the frozen water. Squealing, she leaped about, the coldness of the ice hurting her mouth, the solidness of it hurting her teeth. She spat out the chunk and then walked over to a stable hand, head hanging low, icicle still stuck to her tongue.

[defiance.]

username;; bolton
name;; Lady In Red // Melisandre
gender;; mare
halter color;; blood red
story;;
The sun was blistering, bearing down on the humble little stables. It was the middle of summer, the air itself seemed to be smoking, heat waves drifted over the top of pavement. Melisandre was inside, tucked in the safety of her stall. The inside of the barn offered little protection from the harshness of the outside, but at least the roof overhead offered some shade. There were a few fans running here and there, the whirling of their plastic blades tossing the heat around. Melisandre almost thought that was worse, having all that heat blown around. Of course she wasn't in any position to voice her complaints, she was just thankful that she was in the shade of her stall and not having to stand out in the pasture, dying from the heat.
Her owner was sitting on the floor of the stable by her stall, finishing off a sandwich and gently shaking the water bottle she had in her hand. There was a faint clicking sound of something inside the water hitting the plastic sides. Melisandre's ears perked and her nostrils flared with curiosity as she peered through the bars of her stall out at her owner. Hearing the sound of her horse's breath and the shuffle of hay from inside the stall, the girl looked up with a bit of a smile. She then jiggled her water bottle again and watched as the mare's ears flicked backwards for a second before pricking. The girl picked herself up off the ground and unscrewed the cap of the bottle, tucking it underneath one arm before fishing around in the bottle for something. Melisandre didn't know what she was doing, but she watched with careful interest. Her owner's hand emerged from the bottle, dripping with water and something shiny and square was between her fingers. It was glistening, like stars on a clear night. The girl moved her hand forward, shifting the square from her fingers to the palm of her hand. She extended it through the bars of the stall and smiled. Melisandre was, naturally, confused at first, her nostrils flaring as if trying to detect a trap. She trusted her owner, this girl, though, and extended her pink nose forward to ghost it over the square. Smelling it. It smelled like very little, so without much more hesitation she lapped the thing into her mouth. It melted almost instantly, cooling the insides of her mouth. It was water! Not much, but it definitely was. What a strange invention for humans to use. Putting cubes of solid water into liquid water for some indiscernible reason. What odd creatures they were. (440)

[kalon]

res

[angelshy]

ｔｏ ｂｅ
ｆｒｅｅ
ｌｉｋｅ ｔｈｅ
ｗｉｎｄ

username;; angelshy
name;; winnie "fair one; white and smooth; soft; happiness; fair and pure"
gender;; mare
halter color;; the same color as her eyes or hooves // surprise me cx
story;; wip

[zippo.]

dropping out

[Obsessed]

Marking, not entering. I'm excited to see the winning story ♥

[vincent,]

username;; blazen,
name;; diamonds aren't forever | nikki
gender;; mare
halter color;; black and blue
story;;

[nimrod.]

username;; bolton
name;; Lady In Red // Melisandre
gender;; mare
halter color;; blood red
story;;
The sun was blistering, bearing down on the humble little stables. It was the middle of summer, the air itself seemed to be smoking, heat waves drifted over the top of pavement. Melisandre was inside, tucked in the safety of her stall. The inside of the barn offered little protection from the harshness of the outside, but at least the roof overhead offered some shade. There were a few fans running here and there, the whirling of their plastic blades tossing the heat around. Melisandre almost thought that was worse, having all that heat blown around. Of course she wasn't in any position to voice her complaints, she was just thankful that she was in the shade of her stall and not having to stand out in the pasture, dying from the heat.
Her owner was sitting on the floor of the stable by her stall, finishing off a sandwich and gently shaking the water bottle she had in her hand. There was a faint clicking sound of something inside the water hitting the plastic sides. Melisandre's ears perked and her nostrils flared with curiosity as she peered through the bars of her stall out at her owner. Hearing the sound of her horse's breath and the shuffle of hay from inside the stall, the girl looked up with a bit of a smile. She then jiggled her water bottle again and watched as the mare's ears flicked backwards for a second before pricking. The girl picked herself up off the ground and unscrewed the cap of the bottle, tucking it underneath one arm before fishing around in the bottle for something. Melisandre didn't know what she was doing, but she watched with careful interest. Her owner's hand emerged from the bottle, dripping with water and something shiny and square was between her fingers. It was glistening, like stars on a clear night. The girl moved her hand forward, shifting the square from her fingers to the palm of her hand. She extended it through the bars of the stall and smiled. Melisandre was, naturally, confused at first, her nostrils flaring as if trying to detect a trap. She trusted her owner, this girl, though, and extended her pink nose forward to ghost it over the square. Smelling it. It smelled like very little, so without much more hesitation she lapped the thing into her mouth. It melted almost instantly, cooling the insides of her mouth. It was water! Not much, but it definitely was. What a strange invention for humans to use. Putting cubes of solid water into liquid water for some indiscernible reason. What odd creatures they were. (440)

congratulations c:

[defiance.]

//happy noises
thank you so much <3