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The first Sarah Nicole Morgan was bred from two modern variations to resemble a more ancient body type of the breed. They now look like the older style of morgans, but with the attributes of a modern Morgan. They are exceptionally good in dressage and cross country. Morgans typical range from 14 to 16 hands tall, but some can be up to 17. Solids are a very common marking as morgans do not typically have patterns. They have been known to carry mutations which brought out the pintaloosa, appaloosas, paints, overos, tabianos, etc. While the solids have little colorations they do have socks, stockings, and other small markings to help with individuality.

Username: OliveMyLove
Show name: The Protection of the Night
Barn name Bandit
Gender Stallion
Age: 8
Height: 14.3hh
Bridle + Martingale color: Gold/Green
Saddle + pad color: Black/Gold and white checkers
Coloration black reverse sabino
Genotype: aa Ee nSb
End Date: after five forms

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For this little girl/boy give me a well constructed personality and a story about their best friend.

[Olive;]

Username: OliveMyLove
Show name: The Protection of the Night
Barn name Bandit
Gender Stallion
Age: 8
Height: 14.3hh
Bridle + Martingale color: Gold/Green
Saddle + pad color: Black/Gold and white checkers
Personality: When you first meet Bandit, he can come off as a little full of himself, but when you get to know him better, that’s really not the case. He’s really just testing you to see how you react. In order to gain his trust, you have to be loyal and willing to get in a little trouble for a lot of fun. He often likes to sneak away from his stable, but he’d never desert his owner and friends. Sometimes, Bandit likes to gossip, but he’d never start a rumor. He just loves knowing everything about everyone. In addition, he loves watching the humans do martial arts, and wishes he could do them himself.
Story: Bandit turned and faced Lamani, his best friend and partner in crime. “Where we’re going, we can’t tell anyone about, got it?” The chestnut sabino mare nodded, and together, they rattled the old stall doors until they opened. Without a second thought, they both ran for the nearby cliff. It was still dark, and as they raced toward the cliff, the tiniest hint of light approached on the horizon. “Hurry, we’ll be late for the sunrise!” Lamani exclaimed, and sprinted ahead. Bandit stayed at a steady pace. “We can see the sunset from here, silly! There’s no need to hurry!”
Soon, they reached the edge of the cliff, rocks spraying over the edge, into the ocean below. They stood side by side and watched the sunrise. But oddly, as the sun appeared to grow in magnitude, it also came closer to them and dipped below the horizon. With growing curiosity, they realized wasn’t the sun, it was a ship. Lamani panicked, but Bandit decided to hold his own and see what the ship was doing in such dangerous waters. He stood for 5 minutes, oblivious to the fact that his friend had ran off back home. When the ship had docked, and the men dispersed, he decided that nothing interesting was going to happen and that he should just go home. “Come on, Lamani, let’s go!” he called out, thinking that she was nearby. When he heard no response, he started to panic. He’d never forgive himself if something happened to his friend.
He ran back down the hill, closer to the stables, sweeping the territory between the cliff and home. At last he found Lamani, walking away from the stables, a man cloaked by the darkness on her back. Her neck was held high and tensed and her ears were back, and Bandit sensed an aura of fear and anxiety coming from her. The man must have frightened her into submission and is riding her away to steal her! I’ve got to save her! In the silent protection of the darkness, Bandit trotted forward until he was a couple yards away from the prisoner. Then, having reviewed his options, he decided to go for it. After all those times he watched humans do Karate was finally paying off. Performing the horse equivalent of a roundhouse kick, Bandit reared up on his hind legs and smoothly swung around, his hoof knocking square in the thief’s jaw. The man slid off of Lamani and fell to the ground, not knowing what hit him.
Bandit was overcome with joy in knowing that his friend was okay. And as they cantered back to their stables wiggling the doors back into their places, they smiled at each other, knowing that the adventures in the cover of night were a test of true friendship.

[jesdar16]

Username: jesdar16
Show name: Yin and Yang
Barn name Domino
Gender Stallion
Age: 14 years
Height: 16hh
Bridle + Martingale color: Black
Saddle + pad color: Black
Personality: Domino is a horse who won't ever back down from a challenge. He is headstrong and bold and may sometimes take things the wrong way. He thinks highly of himself and he also considers himself a leader. Domino thinks fighting it out is the answer to everything and will often challenge others if he thinks they are a "threat" to him or his "position". Domino's not quite a narcissist but he does believe on occasions that he is better than others and they should treat him as such.
story: The large black and white stallion's hooves pawed at the ground. Long black legs rose up to meet the rest of the gleaming white body, and a black muzzle lowered as the stallion snorted through his nostrils. Muscled shoulders flexed as he prepared to take off at a gallop. Next to him was another stallion, a little less muscled than him but just as bold, pawed eagerly at the ground, leaving a hole in the dirt where grass once was. The large stallion paddock stretched away over a hillside and disappeared. Plenty of space for a good run. In the neighboring mare's paddock a pretty young mare stretched her head over the fence, whinnying encouraging the smaller stallion, who was the father of her foal. The reverse sabino stallion, named Domino, raised his head at the mare's call. She whinnied again, signaling to go. He pounded forward, launching his body forward and into a swift gallop. He heard thuds behind him as his paddock mate galloped after him.
'You're not gonna catch me Zeph!" Domino grunted as he dropped his head, his hooves pounding the ground.
"I don't need to! I just need to pass you!" Zephyr whinnied triumphantly as he pulled ahead of his friend. His legs were a blur and they ate up the ground. The two stallions crested the hill and plowed down the side. Plenty of open space stretched ahead of them, the white fence marking the end of the paddock seemed like miles away. The mare had cantered after them in her own paddock, still neighing encouragement.
"Not for much longer!" Domino neighed. The two were neck and neck and the white fence got closer by the length. The sun beat down on Domino's gleaming white coat and he felt beads of sweat dampen it.
The white fence lurched closer. Soon they were barely a few yards away, each hoofstep bringing them closer. Zephyr gained a slow lead, a nose ahead. Domino lunged his head out, but to no avail. Zephyr skidded to a halt before crashing into the white fence, whinnying triumphantly.
"I beat you, Domino!" He crowed, prancing around the black and white stallion. Domino snorted and rolled his eyes.
"It was just luck. You won't win next time."
"Oh really? Prove it!" Zephyr galloped off, quickly shrinking as he climbed the hill again. Domino pounded after, secretly glad he could race again.

[Olive;]

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Username: OliveMyLove
Show name: The Protection of the Night
Barn name Bandit
Gender Stallion
Age: 8
Height: 14.3hh
Bridle + Martingale color: Gold/Green
Saddle + pad color: Black/Gold and white checkers
Personality: When you first meet Bandit, he can come off as a little full of himself, but when you get to know him better, that’s really not the case. He’s really just testing you to see how you react. In order to gain his trust, you have to be loyal and willing to get in a little trouble for a lot of fun. He often likes to sneak away from his stable, but he’d never desert his owner and friends. Sometimes, Bandit likes to gossip, but he’d never start a rumor. He just loves knowing everything about everyone. In addition, he loves watching the humans do martial arts, and wishes he could do them himself.
Story: Bandit turned and faced Lamani, his best friend and partner in crime. “Where we’re going, we can’t tell anyone about, got it?” The chestnut sabino mare nodded, and together, they rattled the old stall doors until they opened. Without a second thought, they both ran for the nearby cliff. It was still dark, and as they raced toward the cliff, the tiniest hint of light approached on the horizon. “Hurry, we’ll be late for the sunrise!” Lamani exclaimed, and sprinted ahead. Bandit stayed at a steady pace. “We can see the sunset from here, silly! There’s no need to hurry!”
Soon, they reached the edge of the cliff, rocks spraying over the edge, into the ocean below. They stood side by side and watched the sunrise. But oddly, as the sun appeared to grow in magnitude, it also came closer to them and dipped below the horizon. With growing curiosity, they realized wasn’t the sun, it was a ship. Lamani panicked, but Bandit decided to hold his own and see what the ship was doing in such dangerous waters. He stood for 5 minutes, oblivious to the fact that his friend had ran off back home. When the ship had docked, and the men dispersed, he decided that nothing interesting was going to happen and that he should just go home. “Come on, Lamani, let’s go!” he called out, thinking that she was nearby. When he heard no response, he started to panic. He’d never forgive himself if something happened to his friend.
He ran back down the hill, closer to the stables, sweeping the territory between the cliff and home. At last he found Lamani, walking away from the stables, a man cloaked by the darkness on her back. Her neck was held high and tensed and her ears were back, and Bandit sensed an aura of fear and anxiety coming from her. The man must have frightened her into submission and is riding her away to steal her! I’ve got to save her! In the silent protection of the darkness, Bandit trotted forward until he was a couple yards away from the prisoner. Then, having reviewed his options, he decided to go for it. After all those times he watched humans do Karate was finally paying off. Performing the horse equivalent of a roundhouse kick, Bandit reared up on his hind legs and smoothly swung around, his hoof knocking square in the thief’s jaw. The man slid off of Lamani and fell to the ground, not knowing what hit him.
Bandit was overcome with joy in knowing that his friend was okay. And as they cantered back to their stables wiggling the doors back into their places, they smiled at each other, knowing that the adventures in the cover of night were a test of true friendship.

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