[j. bourne]

Username: husky.
Show Name: The Apple of My Eye
Barn Name: Mulligan
Gender: Stallion
Eye Color: Lettuce Lover ( crisp pale green)
Sire/Dam: Marty
Sire/Dam: Razataz
Phenotype: Chocolate Dunalino Splash Tobiano Snowflake Pintaloosa
Genotype: ee/aa/DD/Crcr/Tt/Splspl/Lplp
Breeding Notes:

Chocolate Dunalino is chocolate palomino dun!
Green shoes pass at artist's discretion!


Competition: Oh my, this tolter has a big appetite! Write a narrative about this tolter's first time stealing food from another animal! Bonus points if it's from a rabbit! Minimum of 300 words, no limits.
End Date: Whenever there are enough good, completed forms to judge! <3



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[OutdatedBoombox]

Username: OutdatedBoombox
Show Name: HG Anomalous Intent
Barn Name: Abberation
Gender: fluid
Halter: surprise me!
Thievery: [stealing food from the outdoor rabbit pen after opening up the door and letting all the dang rabbits out]

Mark - Wip

[mongrel]

mark <3

[Tazaria]

- Dropping out, already won one -

[ghost queen.]

dropping out :( i couldn't find the inspiration to write the prompt and life isn't goin so well atm

[lovestruck]

dropping out, don’t gave inspiration for the prompt <3

[husky.]

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Username: husky.
Show Name: The Apple of My Eye
Barn Name: Mulligan
Gender: Stallion
Halter: Food-inspired c;
Thievery:
His eyes locked on target. The delicious, shining red target, ripe for the picking. The only problem was the fluffy bunny sitting next to it.
Mulligan was a connoisseur, a foodie, an enthusiast of everything edible. He had an appetite that was not easily satiated, and he didn't let anyone forget it. If you were hoping to have a quiet lunch by yourself, you'd better bring extra food or be prepared to share your own, because Mulligan will appear seemingly from nowhere, with no warning, to rifle through your bags and shove his whiskery nose right into your face to get a taste of whatever you're having. Nothing is off-limits to Mulligan - he will gorge on just about anything remotely edible. He prides himself on his vast knowledge of food and extensive list of things he's eaten, as well as his sensitive palette.
Today, however, his prize was a simple one: a juicy, red apple. It was the season for it, and Mulligan was quite determined to sink his teeth into as many as he could. Luckily for him, or perhaps because of his appetite, Mulligan had discovered that thievery was not beneath him; all in good sport, of course! He would pay all these generous food-donors back one day...
He lowered his head to the ground, eyes fixed on the apple. The rabbit, a harmless, fluffy bunny, had his back to him as it crunched away on the apple. Surely this tiny thing couldn't eat a whole apple? Mulligan reasoned to himself. I wouldn't want him to get a stomach ache. I'll ask him nicely first if he will share his feast. If he denies me... Mulligan chuckled cunningly to himself.
As casually as he could, trying his best not to look too obsessed with the apple, Mulligan strode over to the rabbit. He lowered his head to talk to it, noticing its watchful gaze.
"How do you do? That's a mighty fine apple you have there..." There was no response from the rabbit except to pause in its munching for a second and then resume, keeping its eye on Mulligan.
He cleared his throat, unfased. "I was just, uh, wondering... if you wouldn't mind sharing it? Just a bite, a nibble, really. Not much at all. And, I mean, you can't eat that all by yourself, now, can you?"
The rabbit stared, its teeth grinding away. Mulligan raised an eyebrow. This isn't working. Time for Plan B.
"So sorry to bother you, aha," he started bashfully. "You enjoy your apple, okay?" He took a step away as if to leave. "Have a good—"
Mulligan lunged towards the rabbit who squealed in surprise, and grabbed the apple between his teeth before galloping in the opposite direction as fast as his legs could take him.
"I'm thorry! I jutht weally wike apples!" Mulligan shouted, seeing the rabbit in hot pursuit, and finding it significantly harder to speak with an apple in his mouth. As he pulled away from the rabbit, who gave up after some time, Mulligan let out a triumphant whinny as he crunched on his prize.
"Hah hah! Mulligan takes the cake - or apple, in this case!"

[j. bourne]

x
Username: husky.
Show Name: The Apple of My Eye
Barn Name: Mulligan
Gender: Stallion
Halter: Food-inspired c;
Thievery:
His eyes locked on target. The delicious, shining red target, ripe for the picking. The only problem was the fluffy bunny sitting next to it.
Mulligan was a connoisseur, a foodie, an enthusiast of everything edible. He had an appetite that was not easily satiated, and he didn't let anyone forget it. If you were hoping to have a quiet lunch by yourself, you'd better bring extra food or be prepared to share your own, because Mulligan will appear seemingly from nowhere, with no warning, to rifle through your bags and shove his whiskery nose right into your face to get a taste of whatever you're having. Nothing is off-limits to Mulligan - he will gorge on just about anything remotely edible. He prides himself on his vast knowledge of food and extensive list of things he's eaten, as well as his sensitive palette.
Today, however, his prize was a simple one: a juicy, red apple. It was the season for it, and Mulligan was quite determined to sink his teeth into as many as he could. Luckily for him, or perhaps because of his appetite, Mulligan had discovered that thievery was not beneath him; all in good sport, of course! He would pay all these generous food-donors back one day...
He lowered his head to the ground, eyes fixed on the apple. The rabbit, a harmless, fluffy bunny, had his back to him as it crunched away on the apple. Surely this tiny thing couldn't eat a whole apple? Mulligan reasoned to himself. I wouldn't want him to get a stomach ache. I'll ask him nicely first if he will share his feast. If he denies me... Mulligan chuckled cunningly to himself.
As casually as he could, trying his best not to look too obsessed with the apple, Mulligan strode over to the rabbit. He lowered his head to talk to it, noticing its watchful gaze.
"How do you do? That's a mighty fine apple you have there..." There was no response from the rabbit except to pause in its munching for a second and then resume, keeping its eye on Mulligan.
He cleared his throat, unfased. "I was just, uh, wondering... if you wouldn't mind sharing it? Just a bite, a nibble, really. Not much at all. And, I mean, you can't eat that all by yourself, now, can you?"
The rabbit stared, its teeth grinding away. Mulligan raised an eyebrow. This isn't working. Time for Plan B.
"So sorry to bother you, aha," he started bashfully. "You enjoy your apple, okay?" He took a step away as if to leave. "Have a good—"
Mulligan lunged towards the rabbit who squealed in surprise, and grabbed the apple between his teeth before galloping in the opposite direction as fast as his legs could take him.
"I'm thorry! I jutht weally wike apples!" Mulligan shouted, seeing the rabbit in hot pursuit, and finding it significantly harder to speak with an apple in his mouth. As he pulled away from the rabbit, who gave up after some time, Mulligan let out a triumphant whinny as he crunched on his prize.
"Hah hah! Mulligan takes the cake - or apple, in this case!"

I loved your story! Congrats! And a huge thank you for actually finishing your form! You definately deserve Mulligan! <3

[husky.]

ahh my love, he’s an absolute darl!
I’m so happy he’s mine, thank you lovely <3