[Kosciusko]

Welcome to the Fallen Oaks Farm Event
It is here that an illegal Euphorian Thoroughbred breeding operation was shut down by local authorities. All of the mares, stallions, and of age foals are in need of homes. There will also be some mares that still have their foals that need to be taken care of. Euphorian lovers from all over have come together to get homes for all of the animals. They've brought giant trailers and are ready and waiting to bring home a bunch of new faces. But before adopting, they must visit the trailer parking site. Welcome to Fallen Oaks Farm!

Username: klovesugar2
Show Name: Daybreaking Blue
Barn Name: Bella
Gender: Mare
Age: 5
Height: 17hh
Eye Color: Sea Foam
Phenotype: Smokey Cream Dun Tobiano
Genotype: Ee, aa, CrCr, ToTo, DD
Mane Type: Braids
Discipline: Horseball
Halter: The color of her pupil or darker, with silver hardware, perhaps..?
Breeding Info: -
Edit List:
- Wide Eyed


This little filly didn't have a mum to go to when foals were let in with the brood mares. She stood in the middle of the pen, with nowhere to go. She was scared and timid, trying to make herself as small as possible...invisible. Her chances seemed slim. Your eyes meet with her's...what are you going to do to save this little filly?

To win this timid filly, tell me how you win her trust.
(Minimum 300 words)

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Show Name:[/b]
[b]Barn Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b] Filly
[b]Age:[/b] -
[b]Height:[/b] -
[b]Halter:[/b]
[b]Discipline:[/b]
[b]Link to Trailer Park Entry:[/b]
[b]Story:[/b]

Ends: 27th

[-Unbridled-]

Username: -Unbridled-
Show Name: Space Bound
Barn Name: Misty
Gender: Filly
Age: - 3 years (As an adult)
Height: - 16.2 hh (As an adult)
Halter: Turquoise
Discipline: Cross Country
Link to Trailer Park Entry: Here
Story: Through the chaos at the crime scene, I couldn't help but notice a small filly curled up in a pen with the mares and foals. She didn't have a dam, unlike the other foals. I could tell she felt left out and upset. She was frail and shaking, a very upsetting and concerning sight.I decided I would rescue her. My only obstacle was the fact she didn't trust me. I knew what she needed was a dam. While I didn't own a mare, I did bring my stallion, Legend. Legend has a huge soft spot for foals. He never got the love and attention he needed as a foal, so he didn't want any other foal to feel the way he did growing up. I led the sweet stallion out of the trailer. He immediately noticed the little filly, and instantly felt she was his priority. He walked on his own to the enclosure, without me even giving him an idea of what I let him out for. He stuck his head in through the bars and softly nickered at the little filly, beckoning her over. He got her attention. She found him comforting, and slowly made her way to him. He gently nudged her, instantly comforting her. It was then that she became comfortable with me leading her out, Legend by her side. She immediately accepted him as a father figure. Legend assured her that the humans where she was going would be kind to her. She began to trust me, thanks to Legend. Misty and legend are now inseparable. They graze together, take walks an cause mischief together. They are quite the team. Legend considers Misty his daughter, and would do anything for her. He has already taught her so much, including that not all humans are bad. He makes her feel like she is a queen.
310 words

[JerseyDusk]

Username: JerseyDusk
Show Name: Battle of Booze
Barn Name: Corona
Gender: Filly
Age: -
Height: -
Halter: gold w/ silver cheek pieces
Discipline: english pleasure
Link to Trailer Park Entry: a white double cab chevy & a four horse trailer
Story: wip babes

[Kosciusko]

Reminder: Ending tomorrow.

[Bayfire213]

Username: klovesugar2
Show Name: Daybreaking Blue
Barn Name: Bella
Gender: Filly
Age: 5 years
Height: 17hh
Halter: The color of her pupil or darker, with silver hardware, perhaps..?
Discipline: Horseball
Link to Trailer Park Entry: Boop
Story:

"Hey there, babydoll." Tone soft, there was a lilting quality to her voice right then, halfway to a hum, a quiet lullaby. Warm hazel eyes peered at the tiny little creature before her, surveying the state of the foal in front of her, though it was tricky to tell just what condition the little one was in. Especially with that worn out blanket hiding any ribs that otherwise might be showing, however just going by what she had been able to make out of the other horses... Nora didn't expect the foal to be in the best of condition. She hummed again, glancing further down the pen were most of the foals were huddled together for comfort, thus drawing the attention of most of the hopeful adopters-to-be that way, rather than to the lone little filly hiding over here, looking about ready to spook at her own shadow, nevermind any efforts to initiate contact. With as much unhurried grace as she could muster, Nora settled down where she was along the fence line, plopping down in the dirt and dust and questionable matter below. Her nose wrinkled a bit at the unwelcome moisture, however, hopefully by making herself smaller she'd appear less threatening, and her planned near stillness might allow the young horse to muster the confidence to approach on her own. Horses were naturally very curious creatures, and she could only hope that the rough hand this little filly had been granted, hadn't snuffed out that particular trait before the man's misdeeds had come to light.

Her back to the fence, resting slightly against the post, she absently watched the chaos around her as mares screamed for the foals they'd been separated from, foals shrilled for their dams, and stallion's pitched their own fits, each upset over the sudden changes, including the influx of people, more than any of them had likely ever seen in their entire lives. A certain sorrow to her gaze, she patiently watched the turmoil gradually die down, bit by bit, as time wore on, seemingly completely ignoring the tiny little horse watching her, timidly taking a single step closer, nostrils flaring as she drank in the wind, and the scent of human, but a human-horse-hay mix of scents, not a single one of which was distressed or aggressive or otherwise harsh to her sensitive heart and sense of smell. Yet, despite the step, this human did not leap to her feet or whirl on the filly, didn't snarl nor snap nor make any move to dissuade her from approaching, and so she did. One step at a time, cautiously creeping closer with the attitude of someone far too used to being hurt, but far too tired of being alone. Timid, but the ball was in her court, and there was plenty of room, of opportunity, for her to book it the heck out of dodge if the strange two-legged creature on the ground proved hostile.

A velveteen nose shyly crept through the fencing, inching closer and closer until it brushed against the human's arm, the filly swiftly recoiling, rocking back on her haunches as though electrocuted. Yet, Nora didn't do anything, softly humming as she looked absolutely anywhere and everywhere else, paying seemingly no mind to the filly. Ears flicked, seafoam eyes wary as they studied the human, before tentatively creeping closer once more to repeat the gesture. A small muzzle rested against her left arm for a few moments, before fuzzy lips began to wiggle a bit. Dirty little ears pricked towards the seated human, nudging the other softly, then more firmly, lips insistently wiggling. Nora couldn't quite help the amused grin curling across her visage, though thankfully she did succeed in biting back laughter, far too pleased by how demanding the little one was being now that Nora had been deemed at least somewhat safe.

"Pushy little bugger, aren't you?" Fuzzy lips paused in their attempted grooming as the young woman shifted, adjusting herself so nimble fingers could stretch out, reaching for a dirt encrusted spot right above the worn out blanket. Lower lip hanging, curious eyes watched her, pelt twitching beneath her hand as soon as her fingertips made contact, yet patience paid off, the little one remaining right were she was, if a bit unsure of the situation. A moment of stillness, waiting for the filly to relax, before those fingers began to firmly scritch at the foal's withers. The young horse was quick to figure out her thoughts on that particular matter, giving a happy little horsey groan as an itch she hadn't even realized she had was scratched, small clouds of dust falling to the ground as blunt nails acted as a makeshift curry comb, tiny equine practically plastered to the fence as she leaned into the welcome sensation, head bobbing and lower lip quivering with the foal's simple bliss. Soft hazel eyes watched with fond mirth as the little one enjoyed the small show of affection, hoping that perhaps now the filly would be a little more agreeable to being caught, once she spoke to the officials about bringing the foal home.

[855 words]

[Kosciusko]

Congratulations klovesugar2!
Thank you all for your entries.