[mainstream geologist]

wooo so I made this girlie~

Ends;; March 31st, on my brother's birthday woo
Contest;; Write me a story about when she first came to your stables.

Username;;
Show Name;;
Barn Name;;
Gender;; Mare
Eye Color;; Blue-Violet
Height;; 15.3 hh
Genotype;; EE/aa/nCr/nZ/Rr/nT
Form;; xxx

Breeding Note;; Will always produce black based foals.

Please do not pretty or add extras

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[b]Username;;[/b]
[b]Show Name;;[/b]
[b]Barn Name;;[/b]
[b]Gender;;[/b] Mare
[b]Height;;[/b] 15.3 hh
[b]Halter;;[/b]
[b]Story;;[/b] (max 800 words)

[Yodel]

Username;; misswarrior123
Show Name;; The Garden of Eden
Barn Name;; Eden
Gender;; Mare
Height;; 15.3 hh
Halter;; surprise me?
Story;; (max 800 words)

*drools*

[trees |-/]

Username;;
Show Name;;
Barn Name;;
Gender;; Mare
Height;; 15.3 hh
Halter;;
Story;; (max 800 words)
res w/ name 'field of gold' // sunny

[certified]

Username;;
CertifiedFreak1620
Show Name;;
Song of Freedom
Barn Name;;
Verocha (Pronounced: Vair-Oh-kuh) It means Truth or Verity
Gender;;
Mare
Height;;
15.3 hh
Halter;;
Suprise me with your great gift! <3
Story;;
She was thin and tiny and so weak she could barely keep herself up. I was there on a neglect and abuse case and she was one of the worst I had ever seen. So, I loaded her into the trailer, and she barely could step into it. I watched her lie down, my heat aching just looking at her. I couldn't believe someone would be so cruel to something so gentle and beautiful. I took her to the vet to see if there was anything else wrong other than untrimmed hooves, matted hair, and being famished.
Doc had said nothing else was wrong and she needed to rest and eat. So I took her in as my foster. I transported her to my stables, back at my ranch. I fed her, bathed her, and trimmed and filed her hooves down. She was exhausted and she still could hardly stand, so, she just lay in a stall, attempting at sleep.
I would assume she was comfortable and happy in the stall because the hay was clean, her tummy was full, and she had fallen asleep.

Five months later, she had put on 200 pounds and was running around with the rest of my gypsies. All except Octavia, but thst was normal because Octavia didn't like anyone.
Verocha was in amazing shape and you wouldn't have even been able to tell it was the same Gypsy. I grew to like her too much to allow her to go somewhere else, so I adopted her myself. I kinda felt like I grew on her too, 'cause whenever I went out to the corral, she'd follow me like a lost puppy. She was quite playful now that she was happy and healthy again.
Man, was I glad I found her before it was too late.

[razzberry]

oh my lord she's gorgeous XD

Username;; RazzBerry
Show Name;; Poetic Justice
Barn Name;; Pilot
Gender;; Mare
Height;; 15.3 hh
Halter;; white and gold
Story;; (max 800 words)

number count: 800 words total

That morning had been going had been progressing quite well for me. Having previously filled the feed buckets for the number of large hoofed companions that resided at Timberland Acres and changed the bedding in all the stalls, to say by back was a little over worked would have been an understatement, but it was something I had grown used to. It was as I was in the middle of holding the hose to the water bucket in the stall belonging to a large chestnut tobiano stallion that the sound of thick tires crunching on gravel caught my attention. "Looks like the new arrival is here Nemo" I gave the stud's velvety nose a quick pat before lifting the hose out of his stall and turning it off. Wiping my hands on my denim jeans as I worked my way through the barn towards the front driveway, the large iron colored trailer glinted in the sunlight as a tall, heavily bearded man stepped out of the pickup truck that had tugged the large trailer along. "You should have no problem with this one. She's definitely a friendly one that's for sure" the man's low voice called out to me as I moved with him towards the back of the trailer.

In the next few minutes that followed, the man, Jonah, had unlatched the door and laid the ramp down before moving into the trailer to lead the mare out. I anticipated seeing her again, the beautiful mare that had caught my eye at the local fair that took place only a few days ago. It was amazing how a mare of her beauty hadn't cost me a penny, not a cent. Instead, she had been a prize, and a big one at that. There was an event that took place at the fair where there were opportunities for riders to compete for prizes, other horses through a series of competitions of horsemanship. I had entered with my stallion Nemo, the first horse to reside here at Timberland Acres. With him I had successfully placed first in my competition and had gotten the choice out of two stunning horses and had gone with her. She went by the show name of Poetic Justice, which suited her quite fairly might I add. She was regal and elegant with a tough aura about her, but over everything else she was incredibly friendly.

The soft clop of hooves on metal broke me from my memories and my eyes found her. "Hey Pilot" I beamed, using the name i had chosen upon picking her as my prize at the fair. The days in between were spent preparing for her arrival and finding things to do to keep my mind occupied despite the eagerness that even my horses could smell coming off me. "Thanks Jonah" I thanked the man as he handed me the rough rope lead rope that was clipped onto the brass loop on the bottom of her white halter that was hinted with gold here and there. As soon as my fingers wrapped around the lead, the silver smokey blue roan tobiano mare thrusted her muzzle towards me, the feel of the soft whiskers on the underside of her bottom lip tickling my skin, squeezing a laugh out of my mouth. "Your weren't lying, she is definitely a friendly one" I chuckled.

After Jonah and I had said our goodbye's and I thanked him yet again for delivering her safely, I led Pilot towards the barn where the excited nickers and snorts were filling up the atmosphere. "I know, without a doubt, that you'll come to be good friends with a few of these guys" I whispered to the mare as she walked at my shoulder, her cheekbone occasionally bumping the top of my head as we walked side by side. Walking down the aisle of the barn was a sight worthy of a photograph. Every horse in the barn had their head hanging over their stall door, necks stretched out and nostrils flared to catch the newcomer's scent as friendly nickers and whinny's emanated from their chests. I continued to lead Pilot through the barn until I stopped in front of Nemo's stall once again. Noticing my halt in pace, Pilot turned her head towards the stall that held the large chestnut stallion, his white markings standing out boldly on his golden-red coat. "Pilot, meet Nemo. He's the one who helped me get you here" I introduced, smiling as she took a step towards the stallion, flaring her nostrils to drink in his scent before deciding she liked him. I watched as she lipped at Nemo's forelock earning a playful nip from the stud himself, before I steered her towards the stall next to his which would be her's from then on.

[ghost queen.]

Username;; ghost queen.
Show Name;; fleur de lis
Barn Name;; fleur
Gender;; Mare
Height;; 15.3 hh
Halter;; pastel blue w/ white flowers
Story;; (max 800 words) wip <3

[NuclearCaiman]

Username;;
TwistedArtz
Show Name;;
Drops of Jupiter
Barn Name;;
Venus
Gender;;
Mare
Height;;
15.3 hh
Halter;;
Crimson
Story;;
It had been a stressful day, filled with hard work and lots of heavy lifting for the new stable owner and her first bought horse. It had started with the arrival, the hyrulian gypsy non to happy to be in a horse trailer. The stamp of hooves and loud snorts could be heard from the stables. Not wanting to put the mare into the unmade stable stalls, she had them back up and release her into the pasture to calm down. Nicholai watched the mare gallop out and move to the far side of the pasture to graze. After a few moments, Nikki headed to one of the open stalls and laid out the stall of her newest Hyrulian Gypsy with straw and filled a hanging basin with water. Carefully picking up the crimson halter and lead she made her way out too the corral where she had the breeders release the mare into from the tralier. Sighing happily, Nikki leaned on the wood slates that made up the fence before stepping up and swinging one leg over. Giving a few clicks of her tongue, calling the mare over and watching the careful approach with wary eyes, she slipped the bridle on with a soft smile.

[sillies]

Username;; crimson angel
Show Name;;Silver Falls
Barn Name;;Luna
Gender;; Mare
Height;; 15.3 hh
Halter;;Blue
Story;; (max 800 words)
{so far I have 524 words}
It was dark cold and rainy, the mud beneath my feet gross and ordain. Looking to my scarred hands, I remembered Luna. She was a beautiful mare, but she got away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was putting her tack on, but something spooked her. The reigns had cut open my palms and she had run off, scared and unwilling to come back. I chased after her, but tripped and fell, injuring my hands more.

Recently though, I had a dream. She was in the forest. Cold,scared,muddy,and wet. In conditions just like these. The dream was a sign. Luna is still alive and she's still out there, alone and scared! I knew I had to continue on, so I trudged through the mud into the forest near my stables. Shivering, I called out.

"Lunaaa!" My voice echoed through the dismal and empty woods. I heard a whinny and ran towards the sound. Without paying attention to my surroundings I kept running. And then I tripped on a tree root and hit my head on a rock, the world around me going black.

When I opened my eyes the rain had stopped, it was warm and sunny. There she stood. A mare in her great and relentless beauty. She was so familiar, but I couldn't place who she was. She stood over me like a gaurdian. She raised her had as if suddenly alert. Who was she?? The name Luna came to mind. LUNA!! I forgot that I had to find her....wait...no I didn't, she was right here! I stood up and hugged her, her warmth inviting. She nuzzled her head into my back, and I smiled. Finally, my baby was found. I felt her warmth envelope me, but for some reason, I still shivered. I shook and my teeth chattered and I didn't know why. The suddenly, Luna knocked my onto my back, and everything went black- again.

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My eyes fluttered open, rain flooding my vision. My head throbbed, and I didn't know where I was. A small stream of crimson trailed down my face, but I ignored it. Rubbing my head, I looked around, I found myself shivering in the middle of a forest. Wait--Luna! That's why I was here! I forced myself up and called out again. "Luna!!" I cried. A distant whinny replied. I walked as fast as I could, careful not to trip and fall this time.

"Luna!" I cried again. Another whinny, but much closer. Then I saw her, wet,muddy, and terrified. Just like my dream. When she saw me she approached wearily.She sniffed the wound on my head and snorted. I held out my hand and waited. The scent on my hand must have been familiar, for she jumped excitedly about, and whinnied. Once she calmed down, I took the reigns and led her back to the stables, where I put her blanket and her favorite blue halter on her, and put her into her stable. I filled her trough and water bucket, and headed back to the house, happy that my precious girl had been found.

[demonthief.]

Username;; demonthief.
Show Name;; A Lover's Question
Barn Name;; Freya
Gender;; Mare
Height;; 15.3 hh
Halter;; Orange with gold buckles.
Story;; [ 658 ]
The air was cool, with dark, rumbling clouds drifting closer towards the estate. I let go of the curtain, letting it drift across the window once more before walking through the front door. I left my jumper inside and was too lazy to go back, so I rubbed my bare arms as I walked towards the stables. I was greeted with countless whinnies and snorts as I shouldered the door open, my gypsies turning towards me. "Hello everyone," I said with a smile as I walked to the small closet that held all the lead ropes and extra halters. Taking two of them at the time, I let them out into the large paddock that lay close to the natural reserve that was next door. I watched them prance around on the lush grass and with a soft smile, I turned away to one of my stallions, Druid whose long tail swayed behind him. "Alright you, time for some exercise," I said, walking towards the saddle and bridle that was resting on a saddle stand. The stallion snorted but stood still as I tacked him up but as I tightened the halter strap, I heard a chorus of friendly nickers that sounded a bit too excited for it to be just the herd interacting. Holding my stallion's reins, I walked over to the large paddock but most of the horses were towards the back, so with a huff, I opened the gate and walked through.

As I got closer to where all the all the herd was gathering, I saw there was another body behind the fence and Druid beside me tensed up. Patting his musclar neck, I called out to the group to make sure that they knew I was there. "Whatcha doing?" I said loudly, most of them turning around to see me before turning back to the creature on the other side of the fence. There suddenly was a gap in the mass of bodies and I could see what was peaking their interest. It was a horse, quite a gorgeous one at that, whose mane appeared to be rather wild and sticks throughout. But she seemed friendly enough, skittering away when I came close to the fence but seeing my horses being comfortable around me, she came back and sniffed my hand. I had Druid's halter on me and a lead rope was still resting around his shoudlers. Talking softly to her and after a few tense mintues I got the halter on her and attached the lead rope. She pulled back on the rope for a moment but followed, my horses trotting along the fence as we moved.

My father came outside and looked at me with a horse trailing behind me, a shrugged my shoulders with a smile and he shook his head, heading back inside. Her coat was filtly, leaves and sticks stuck in her mane and tail. It took some time but soon her coat was clean and her mane and tail, shining. She was tense when I brought her to the stables but she soon calmed, resting her muzzle on my back as I bent over to get some stones out of her shoes. "You are just a big softie huh? You must have been owned at one point but I would guess that you have been gone for a while. So I hope that you will like it here," I said as I stood up, reaching around the corner to pick up an extra halter so Druid could have his. "Now a name..." I said as I brought out a orange halter and put it on her. "You seem like a lady, so what about Freya? I believe it means lady in Old Norse..." I rambled, as I rubbed her between her eyes. The mare flickered her mane out of her eyes and reached forward to nibble my shirt, so that seemed as good an answer as any.

[PleaserOfCrowds]

Username;; Mettaton's legs
Show Name;; Cherry's Vanilla Milkshake
Barn Name;; Cherry
Gender;; Mare
Height;; 15.3 hh
Halter;; Pastel yellow
Story;; (max 800 words) wip