[Folmes]

What are Nile River Equids?

Nile River Equids (NREs) are a sub-breed of Mustangs who were discovered to be living in Africa. They tend to range anywhere from 12 hh to 16 hh, while there have been known to be slightly smaller or larger. These horses tend to be able to sustain themselves on a minimal amount of water and food, they can travel long distances and have extraordinary stamina. The people who discovered these animals found that they were extraordinarily friendly and the braided tails are a sign that the NRE is domesticated or belongs to another person.

Mother: Foundation
Father: Foundation
Owner: Chipackerz
Name: King of the Dead// Osiris
Gender: Stallion
Age: 7 Years
Height: 16.2 hh
Phenotype: Black Splash
Genotype: EE aa Splspl

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[chipackerz]

Owner: Chipackerz
Name: King of the Dead// Osiris
Gender: Stallion
Age: 7
Story: Osiris was nervous. This would be his first time going out since the last time a few years ago. He anxiously walked out of his barn stall and went over to the other horses his human owned. The other horses cowered in fear the last time he showed his face. They called him " King of the Dead", Skull Face", and " Fanged one". Osiris wondered what they would call him now that he was older and bigger. He walked into the center of the paddock, gazing around trying to look and see what the other horses would say. Some of them were still grazing peacefully unaware of the big horse that stood before them. While others gazed at him and neighed to their companions next to them. He could barely make out what they said, but he heard some of it. " I see the Fanged one is back" a brown mare neighed to one of her companions. Osiris tried to ignore them and grazed silently for awhile, until a small black clot trotted up to him. " Are you really the King of the Dead?" He gasped. " Um, what would you do if I was?" Osiris neighed back. " I don't know, but I wouldn't run away if that's what your thinking." the colt said. " You really wouldn't run away? Why?". " Well for one thing I'm not scared of the dead, and secondly I think it's cool that your a king!". " Look little colt, I never said I was King of the Dead, that's just a name some horses called me back when I was young." " Oh.." the colt had a defeated look on his face. " Hey." Osiris looked down at the colt, " You can call me king if you want to." " Really!" The colt looked happy and excited again, then he heard the whinny of his mother calling him. " Well, I gotta go. It was nice meeting you King!". And with that the little colt scampered off to his awaiting mother. Well it's nice to know that not all horses are afraid of me. Osiris thought, and continued grazing.

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[Galaxy Thoroughbred]

Owner: Galaxy Thoroughbred
Name: WRS Let's Pull Up The Striped Tights And Get This Party Started // Cuffed
Gender: Mare
Age: 5 Years Old
Story:

Ugh, now darling stand up and sit right down again cause I'm, I'm gonna tell you. Okay, now me minding my own business, just grazing with my friends and fawning over someone's retell of an imported Colt in the stud near us. And then we turn around to an arrogant snort, a shuffle of hooves and a wide grin from him. Ugh, it was Chivalry who always thought the fillies were damsels in distress because we were, of course, not swooning over him. Me being jostled to somehow the front and center scowled, pulling my lip back in a disgusted motion. He was the dirt underneath my feet, the cockroach that somehow always scampered round the mounting area. He was worthless, we all knew it, but somehow he thought he was the best foal. Even though we all knew sweet and blind Deceived unborn foal would be. We all loved her and we all wanted to be the best older sibling role models we could be. Even Hough we weren't related to the unborn foal.

But continuing with my rant about the muck standing infront of me. His entire posse was behind him all shooting me some sort of face that was supposed to be charming, was jealous, was pleading and pathetic, let's not forget that. It was the same every time, I would be taken to be shown off in the show arenas for my unique markings and then return to all the colts still swooning over me. WIP

[Folmes]

Owner: Chipackerz
Name: King of the Dead// Osiris
Gender: Stallion
Age: 7
Story: Osiris was nervous. This would be his first time going out since the last time a few years ago. He anxiously walked out of his barn stall and went over to the other horses his human owned. The other horses cowered in fear the last time he showed his face. They called him " King of the Dead", Skull Face", and " Fanged one". Osiris wondered what they would call him now that he was older and bigger. He walked into the center of the paddock, gazing around trying to look and see what the other horses would say. Some of them were still grazing peacefully unaware of the big horse that stood before them. While others gazed at him and neighed to their companions next to them. He could barely make out what they said, but he heard some of it. " I see the Fanged one is back" a brown mare neighed to one of her companions. Osiris tried to ignore them and grazed silently for awhile, until a small black clot trotted up to him. " Are you really the King of the Dead?" He gasped. " Um, what would you do if I was?" Osiris neighed back. " I don't know, but I wouldn't run away if that's what your thinking." the colt said. " You really wouldn't run away? Why?". " Well for one thing I'm not scared of the dead, and secondly I think it's cool that your a king!". " Look little colt, I never said I was King of the Dead, that's just a name some horses called me back when I was young." " Oh.." the colt had a defeated look on his face. " Hey." Osiris looked down at the colt, " You can call me king if you want to." " Really!" The colt looked happy and excited again, then he heard the whinny of his mother calling him. " Well, I gotta go. It was nice meeting you King!". And with that the little colt scampered off to his awaiting mother. Well it's nice to know that not all horses are afraid of me. Osiris thought, and continued grazing.

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