What are Khimaira Friesians?
Khimaira Friesians are a "normal" friesian breed with all characteristics of a friesian and a average height from 15 to 17 hands, but even 18 hands can occur. The first born Khimaira was mistaked for a chimera horse. But a genetic test showed otherwise, there wasn't a second DNA but a complete new and unknown gen. Because this gen makes the friesian look like a chimera it was named khimaira. khimaira doesn't produce a complete new dna coat and therefor it can only lighten or darken the base coat of the horse. Till now only the paint khimaira is known that makes the khimaira coloration looks like tobiano, overo, sabino or splash. But we believe that there will be more khimaira variations out there and we still try to breed them. Appaloosas are not known till now, but we have some great friesian mixed horses with appaloosa patterns, so we are sure to deliver them to you in a short amount of time.
Mother: Foundation
Father: Foundation
Username: Schainukan
Show name: Crashing of Waves
Barn name: Rivera
Gender: Mare
Age: 4
Height: 17.1 hh
Color: Black pangare reversed brindle + two colored mane/tail
Genetics: Ee/aa/PaPa + reversed brindle + two colored mane/tail
Breeding info:
- reversed brindle will pass on with 20%, every foal it passes on to will have tiger stripes
- two colored mane/tail will pass on with 50%, the color will always be base coat + white or black stripes
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You can only enter this comp if you have not won a hippo till now
To get her you need to show me a picture of tigercubs playing
you can put in up to 2 extras your choice (every extra will raise your chance)
Owner: .Watch.Shield.Kill.
Show Name: Ring Around the Armada
Barn Name: Miss Tral (based on "mistral," the name of a cold northerly wind that occurs along the Mediterranean in winter)
Gender: Mare
Age: 4
Halter color: White
Pearl/jewel color (halter): Same color as her eyes
Picture: Rawr! (ex-dee)
Extra 1: I was reminded of her coloring in this depiction of the Spanish Armada :'D
Extra 2:
Fly swift, sweet naiad, on cold waters coarse
Fly hard, sweet naiad, on dreams veering from the course
Strike through the current as a blast of redemption
May the flowing water quell your obsession
You have no place to dwell on what could be
When your only concern is your life presently
It matters not what occurs in that species of another form,
Those wretched two-legs who face the ocean storm,
But if you must, then save but one:
The captain who down with the ship has gone
Raise him to warm land and death may you stall
But tread with caution, or stranded will you fall
Always return to the sea, sweet naiad of grace,
This is your home, a most perfect and wrathful space
It beckons you back for this is where you belong
Any other thought and you are certainly wrong.
