[Thelastsilhouette]

Generation: 1


Username: ImogenEquine
Show Name: Your Elusive Daydream
Barn Name: Nefertari
Gender: Mare
Eye Color: Yellow-gold
Personality:
Her name is an ancient Egyptian name meaning 'the most beautiful'. She had been named this as soon as they saw the amazingly coloured foal. They'd never seen anything like it before. She was mesmerizingly stunning to them, so she really earned the title in their opinion. She is like a daydream; many often imagine a horse with a coat as brilliant as hers but never see it. She unintentionally seems elusive for this reason, as many seek to find a horse like her. Although she isn't purposely elusive, she does have an exotic air to her. Maybe it's her captivating golden eyes or her personality, but there's something about her that gives you the feeling that she was raised in a faraway land. She is unique. She's not afraid to go against the majority's opinion; she's a free thinker that's more than willing to think outside of the box. Nerfertari actually quite likes the fact that people see her as a mysterious mare. It allows her to be her mainly-introverted, quiet self. Most don't know her too well, but those who are close to her know it all. She is very open with her closest friends and she is actually pretty protective of them.

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Username: LightHorse131
Show Name: Somewhere safe to sleep
Barn Name: Sammy
Gender: mare
Eye Color: Yellow-gold
Personality: Sammy is a some-what adventurous horse and will go to new places if she must. She has a very long attention span and takes total interest of what she is doing. Her lack of self confidence often makes this mare under estimate her capability and often under achieves.
Adventure/Misadventure: flash flood/torrential rain story WIP
Height: 16.3 HH

[ImogenEquine]

Username: ImogenEquine
Show Name: Your Elusive Daydream
Barn Name: Nefertari
Gender: Mare
Eye Color: Yellow-gold
Personality:
Her name is an ancient Egyptian name meaning 'the most beautiful'. She had been named this as soon as they saw the amazingly coloured foal. They'd never seen anything like it before. She was mesmerizingly stunning to them, so she really earned the title in their opinion. She is like a daydream; many often imagine a horse with a coat as brilliant as hers but never see it. She unintentionally seems elusive for this reason, as many seek to find a horse like her. Although she isn't purposely elusive, she does have an exotic air to her. Maybe it's her captivating golden eyes or her personality, but there's something about her that gives you the feeling that she was raised in a faraway land. She is unique. She's not afraid to go against the majority's opinion; she's a free thinker that's more than willing to think outside of the box. Nerfertari actually quite likes the fact that people see her as a mysterious mare. It allows her to be her mainly-introverted, quiet self. Most don't know her too well, but those who are close to her know it all. She is very open with her closest friends and she is actually pretty protective of them.
Adventure/Misadventure:
It had been a long week for both the mare and myself, both of us waiting impatiently for the weekend to come. It was going to be such a great weekend, as I'd planned out a nighttime hack for Saturday night to celebrate her birthday. Although she was one of my newest horses, I had a lot of trust in her and a lot of faith in her ability to stay calm, even if under pressure. This would've worked out fantastically, except for one problem; my lack of good luck. My plans never fail to go awry, and this one was no different.

I'd prepared for the hack by packing Saturday morning. I slipped the essentials like two flashlights and a blanket into a black canvas bag. I also decided that we would have a picnic, so I brought myself a peanut butter and banana sandwich and a funfetti cupcake to serve as my slice of birthday cake. For Nefertari, I packed two gala apples and a small horse 'cake' that I had baked the previous night by mixing bran mash, carrots, flour, molasses, and a few other ingredients.

As soon as the sun started to set, I grabbed my bag and my phone, sliding it into my pocket, and headed to the main barn where Nefertari waited in her stall. I groomed her and tacked her up quickly, pausing for a minute to fasten my bag to her saddle. I walked her outside and hopped on, heading down the road in order to get to the forest that was behind the barn. The sky's vibrant sunset hues were already being cloaked in the darkness of the night. Perfect. It was going to be beautiful; I knew it. The sky was cloudless and we'd have an excellent view of the stars. Thankfully, I knew the trails well enough to follow them by the moonlight.

We followed the path for what felt like ages before we arrived where I wanted to be. We had to walk up steep hills and navigate paths obscured by overgrown roots and branches, but it was all worth it. This spot was the most beautiful place in the vast forest; the waterfall. Water cascaded over the high cliff into the huge glimmering dark pool below. We made our stop on a part of the path that formed a cliff beside the waterfall, almost halfway up it. The spot allowed an amazing view with us not getting wet at all. When I hopped off of Nefertari, I loosened her girth for her to be a bit more comfortable. I undid my bag and pulled out the food. I rolled the two apples over to where my mare stood, tied loosely to a tree. As she crunched them loudly, I took a bite of my own sandwich, taking the time to take in my surroundings. It was such a surreal feeling, as everything seemed so very perfect. The twinkling stars, the glowing moon, the rushing waterfall, and my lovely mare all in my view. Nothing could be better. We quickly finished our food, so I stood back up and reached into my bag again in search of our dessert.

In that one moment, before I could even pull my hand out of the bag, a huge piece of a tree came plummeting down the waterfall. This completely spooked Nefertari, who turned sharply and bolted in the other direction, snapping the reins that tied her to the tree. I grabbed on tight to the strip of the broken rein that was still attached to her bridle, but she didn't stop running. The powerful draft horse wasn't stopped by my added weight in the slightest. I was dragged down the path at a rapid pace, the skin on my face getting scratched up by branches that I was whipped into, but I didn't feel any pain. The adrenaline surging through my body was the only thing that kept me holding on to the leather.

It was like time was going in slow motion before she finally came to a halt and we were so far from where we had been. I tried to move, but I instantly froze, as the pain shooting up my body was too much to handle. I stayed half sitting, half lying down on the forest floor for another minute before I tried to get up again. I fought the pain and was able to get to my feet, leaning against my mare for support. The sound of both of our heavy breaths was all that I could hear. I brought my hand to my face and touched it gently. A bit of blood dripped down my fingertips, but much less than I had expected, in all honesty. I forced a smile on my face and toughed it out. I stumbled over to a rock, leading Nefertari behind me. I held my breath as I pulled myself back on her again, letting my body drop on to the saddle. My leg was killing me, but it was the last of my worries. I didn't want to look at it and get grossed out if my injuries looked bad. I wasn't sure if it was cut or I had twisted my ankle or what. All I knew was that I was lost. Then my vision started to blur slightly. I recognized this feeling instantly; it was a concussion. I held on to my horse's martingale as her reins were broken and just sat, not knowing what to do.

As if told by some unseen force, Nefertari turned and began walking carefully, taking a very specific path. I had no clue where she was going and I couldn't stop her. I let her follow her own path, bringing me with her, as I'd heard before that sometimes you can trust a horse's instincts. That proved itself to be true. She kept walking and walking, occasionally pausing to look in another direction, as if she was contemplating where to go. After about an hour, to my disbelief, she'd found herself back at the road where we started, my barn now easily in sight. How you ask? I still don't know to this day. Although some may think this crazy turn of events would make me very cautious with her, I now trust her more than ever. The mare saved us both by directing us back to the barn and I couldn't have been more grateful.

[Ariana Black]

Username: Ariana Black
Show Name: Shadowy Specter
Barn Name: Spectra
Gender: Mare
Eye Color: Yellow-gold
Personality: Spectra is a spooky mare in the way that there is something about her that seems off. She is unpredictable and can lash out at anytime except when it is her owner. She is strangely gentle with her owner which is unsettling to those who know her vicious side.
Adventure/Misadventure: Our misadventure started out as an adventure. It was on Halloween night which seems to be Spectra's favorite holiday. We were doing a moonlit ride where we wouldn't return till dawn. This year we decided to go to a forested mountain area that was supposed to be haunted by a herd of wild mustangs that had of mysterious causes. No sooner than we get there than we fill a chill. I decide to dismiss this as nothing but Spectra starts acting up which she hardly ever does with me. Soon I get her calm and we start exploring. We have been here for hours when we hear the sound of hooves running. We look every which way but don't see any horses or riders. Then we hear horrible screams. I race Spectra in that direction only to stop once we near a cliff what I saw made me sick. We had found what had killed those horses. It was a natural poison that seemed to turn the waters below them a sickly green which in the day light had seemed blue so no one would know. As we studied the water we saw skeletons of dead horses. Suddenly my hair stood on end as we heard the hooves and screams again. There in front of us was the ghost herd reliving the time they went to that stream and dying a slow death there. I spin Spectra out of there and we gallop wildly determined that this will never happen again. The next day people are there trying to pump out the poison and find more than just horse skeletons in the water. This is how our halloween adventure became a night we would never forget and would have nightmares about for the rest of our lives. I never took Spectra that way again.
Height: 16.3 HH

[kittenlily!]

Username:
DaughterOfArtemis<3
Show Name:
Mixing my Emotions
Barn Name:
Mixie
Gender:
Mare
Eye Color:
Yellow-gold
Personality:
Mixie has always been shy, she never really got out because of her strange colors, so she never really noticed how truly beautiful she is. She has a kind and compassionate heart, and loves watching over the foals.

Adventure/Misadventure:


Mixie had to gallop to keep up with Sacka, the young foal she was foal-sitting.

The colt had just barely been born, and within a week, he was the wildest colt Mixie had honestly ever met. He was always 2 steps ahead, leavng Mixie struggling to keep up. His mother, Cloud, was in the barn with the vet to get her after-foal checkup.

She had begged Mixie to take care of Sacka, but had warned her not to let him near the river, where the water was easily strong enough to knock a full-grown stallion off his hooves.

Mixie returned her attention to the small black shape darting around trees and leaping over leaf piles. Mixie cantered ahead of him, planting herself firmly in front to halt him.

"Sacka, you are not to go past here." Mixie could hear the rapids rushing behind her.

Sacka tilted his head questioningly. "Why? Im thir-" his words were cut off as the ground beneath his legs gave way, pulling him into the river.

Sacka's eyes rolled back in his head as he struggled to get above the water.

"Mixie!' he screamed. Mixie's heart raced. She had to help him!

She spotted a long vine dangling from a tree. Desperatly, she bit it off. She flung one end into the river, and clenched the other end between her teeth. Sacka hopelessly tried to grab the other end, but the rock that was saving him from drowning was slowly loosening with his struggles.

Mixie thrust with all her might, and Sacka managed to grab the vine. That was the easy part. Now she had to gently pull him up. Mixie started backing up, but Sacka didnt budge, frozen in fear. "Sacka! Think about Cloud! She needs you!" Sacka unfroze, little by little, and started forcing his way upstream. When he reached the bank, he was shaking so bad Mixie thought he was having a seizure.

Sacka looked up at her. "Thank you Mixie" Mixie sighed and nuzzled him, supporting him on the way back to the barn.

Height: 16.3 HH

[Thelastsilhouette]

Username: ImogenEquine
Show Name: Your Elusive Daydream
Barn Name: Nefertari
Gender: Mare
Eye Color: Yellow-gold
Personality:
Her name is an ancient Egyptian name meaning 'the most beautiful'. She had been named this as soon as they saw the amazingly coloured foal. They'd never seen anything like it before. She was mesmerizingly stunning to them, so she really earned the title in their opinion. She is like a daydream; many often imagine a horse with a coat as brilliant as hers but never see it. She unintentionally seems elusive for this reason, as many seek to find a horse like her. Although she isn't purposely elusive, she does have an exotic air to her. Maybe it's her captivating golden eyes or her personality, but there's something about her that gives you the feeling that she was raised in a faraway land. She is unique. She's not afraid to go against the majority's opinion; she's a free thinker that's more than willing to think outside of the box. Nerfertari actually quite likes the fact that people see her as a mysterious mare. It allows her to be her mainly-introverted, quiet self. Most don't know her too well, but those who are close to her know it all. She is very open with her closest friends and she is actually pretty protective of them.
Adventure/Misadventure:
It had been a long week for both the mare and myself, both of us waiting impatiently for the weekend to come. It was going to be such a great weekend, as I'd planned out a nighttime hack for Saturday night to celebrate her birthday. Although she was one of my newest horses, I had a lot of trust in her and a lot of faith in her ability to stay calm, even if under pressure. This would've worked out fantastically, except for one problem; my lack of good luck. My plans never fail to go awry, and this one was no different.

I'd prepared for the hack by packing Saturday morning. I slipped the essentials like two flashlights and a blanket into a black canvas bag. I also decided that we would have a picnic, so I brought myself a peanut butter and banana sandwich and a funfetti cupcake to serve as my slice of birthday cake. For Nefertari, I packed two gala apples and a small horse 'cake' that I had baked the previous night by mixing bran mash, carrots, flour, molasses, and a few other ingredients.

As soon as the sun started to set, I grabbed my bag and my phone, sliding it into my pocket, and headed to the main barn where Nefertari waited in her stall. I groomed her and tacked her up quickly, pausing for a minute to fasten my bag to her saddle. I walked her outside and hopped on, heading down the road in order to get to the forest that was behind the barn. The sky's vibrant sunset hues were already being cloaked in the darkness of the night. Perfect. It was going to be beautiful; I knew it. The sky was cloudless and we'd have an excellent view of the stars. Thankfully, I knew the trails well enough to follow them by the moonlight.

We followed the path for what felt like ages before we arrived where I wanted to be. We had to walk up steep hills and navigate paths obscured by overgrown roots and branches, but it was all worth it. This spot was the most beautiful place in the vast forest; the waterfall. Water cascaded over the high cliff into the huge glimmering dark pool below. We made our stop on a part of the path that formed a cliff beside the waterfall, almost halfway up it. The spot allowed an amazing view with us not getting wet at all. When I hopped off of Nefertari, I loosened her girth for her to be a bit more comfortable. I undid my bag and pulled out the food. I rolled the two apples over to where my mare stood, tied loosely to a tree. As she crunched them loudly, I took a bite of my own sandwich, taking the time to take in my surroundings. It was such a surreal feeling, as everything seemed so very perfect. The twinkling stars, the glowing moon, the rushing waterfall, and my lovely mare all in my view. Nothing could be better. We quickly finished our food, so I stood back up and reached into my bag again in search of our dessert.

In that one moment, before I could even pull my hand out of the bag, a huge piece of a tree came plummeting down the waterfall. This completely spooked Nefertari, who turned sharply and bolted in the other direction, snapping the reins that tied her to the tree. I grabbed on tight to the strip of the broken rein that was still attached to her bridle, but she didn't stop running. The powerful draft horse wasn't stopped by my added weight in the slightest. I was dragged down the path at a rapid pace, the skin on my face getting scratched up by branches that I was whipped into, but I didn't feel any pain. The adrenaline surging through my body was the only thing that kept me holding on to the leather.

It was like time was going in slow motion before she finally came to a halt and we were so far from where we had been. I tried to move, but I instantly froze, as the pain shooting up my body was too much to handle. I stayed half sitting, half lying down on the forest floor for another minute before I tried to get up again. I fought the pain and was able to get to my feet, leaning against my mare for support. The sound of both of our heavy breaths was all that I could hear. I brought my hand to my face and touched it gently. A bit of blood dripped down my fingertips, but much less than I had expected, in all honesty. I forced a smile on my face and toughed it out. I stumbled over to a rock, leading Nefertari behind me. I held my breath as I pulled myself back on her again, letting my body drop on to the saddle. My leg was killing me, but it was the last of my worries. I didn't want to look at it and get grossed out if my injuries looked bad. I wasn't sure if it was cut or I had twisted my ankle or what. All I knew was that I was lost. Then my vision started to blur slightly. I recognized this feeling instantly; it was a concussion. I held on to my horse's martingale as her reins were broken and just sat, not knowing what to do.

As if told by some unseen force, Nefertari turned and began walking carefully, taking a very specific path. I had no clue where she was going and I couldn't stop her. I let her follow her own path, bringing me with her, as I'd heard before that sometimes you can trust a horse's instincts. That proved itself to be true. She kept walking and walking, occasionally pausing to look in another direction, as if she was contemplating where to go. After about an hour, to my disbelief, she'd found herself back at the road where we started, my barn now easily in sight. How you ask? I still don't know to this day. Although some may think this crazy turn of events would make me very cautious with her, I now trust her more than ever. The mare saved us both by directing us back to the barn and I couldn't have been more grateful.

Congrats Imogen, she's yours

[ImogenEquine]

AHH THANK YOU SO MUCH YAYY <3333

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Hello!
There has been a slight numbering problem which we are now working to fix ^^
The number of this HG should be #077.
Please make sure to also change this on the horse's stable page c:
Thank you so much <3