[mainstream geologist]

username;; Velaris
link to form;; here
name;; Frosted Mint
gender;; Mare
eye colour;; Pale Sunflowers
horn/hoof material & rarity;; Morganite // Uncommon
phenotype;; Pangare Palomino Minimal Overo
genotype;; ee Aa nCr PanPan nO

[sheepish]

username;; Sheepishlie
name;; Sigrún
gender;; Mare
story;; As a first birth Chrysaora, Sigrún never had the luxury of experiencing snow as a filly. She was never able to wobble through the light powder and trip into it's cold embrace.

So how did she react to her first encounter with snow? To put it plainly, Sigrún flipped out. What in the world was the stuff fluttering down from the sky? Why was it covering everything blanketing the world in white? Was this the end of life as they knew it?

The mare retreated deep into her cave and only glanced out to see more of the stuff and experience a chilling breeze bitting at her nose. It was dangerous. She had confirmed that much.

When the first snow refused to clear, Sigrún nearly starved herself by refusing to search out evil until she was driven to bear insanity. Starvation did not settle well with the mare.

Eventually, she had enough. She had to take a risk. Taking a deep breath and letting out a snort, Sigrún charged out into the dangerous claws of the winter snow. Head high in the air and hooves clawing at the world in front of her as she tore up the ground around her, she was surprised when she hadn't managed to perish on the spot.

From this day forward, Sigrún deemed this white powder to be acceptable.

[Velaris]

username;; Velaris
name;; Frosted Mint
gender;; Mare
story;; Despite having been born in the middle of winter, there was no snow for Frost's first year, however, when it came up to her first birthday it began to fall lightly. She was slightly confused as to the white substance falling from the sky, but soon became accustomed to the gentle stinging on her flank.

Frost was very much a snow horse, she took to it like a duck to water and began galloping and bucking in excitement, she ran over to a nearby creek which had almost frozen over. She stepped in it to take a small drink as the snow got heavier.
Soon she could hardly see through the blizzard but enjoyed it none-the-less. Frost continued to play in the snow, by this point it was up to her knees and she was trudging through.

Eventually she gave in to temptation and dropped to the ground to roll around. She felt the icy touch of the snow through her coat but she rolled and rolled until she was soaked but suitably pleased with the flattened patch of snow. She then got up, shook herself off and ran around to warm up before snuggling up to mum and falling asleep with snowflakes falling on her muzzle.

[aray17]

username;; aray17
name;; Desirae
gender;; mare
story;; As the first snowflakes touch the ground, I like to lay down under the tall trees and watch them fall. I remember being a young filly and my mother would take me into the woods out of our cave and we would lie under the sky high trees and watch the snow flurries gently fall onto the ground. My momma and I had a competition to see who could catch the most snow flakes on our tongues and she always won because her tongue was much larger than mine. As I grew up, we continued our traditions until the day we were rescued from the wild. When we were separated, we were running in the snow and I was chasing her and we both were lassoed and pulled into captivity by a few humans. They were gentle but when I see snow, it is bittersweet because I miss my mom but I also think of the fun memories we had together playing in the snow and kicking snow at each other. Still to this day, when the first snowfall occurs, I am out there catching snowflakes on my tongue and competing with my mom in my dreams.

[mainstream geologist]

Closed will judge asap

[mainstream geologist]

Congrats~

username;; Velaris
name;; Frosted Mint
gender;; Mare
story;; -snip-

nflb points awarded to;;

Sheepishlie
aray17

[Velaris]

omg thank you so much <3