[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: Laurara
Show Name: Subtle Stranger
Barn Name: Thrynn
Gender: Stallion
Age: 3
Height: 16hh
Eye Color: Ice Blue
Phenotype: Blue Roan Pintaloosa
Genotype: EE, aa, RR, ToTo, Lplp
Mane Type: Long
Discipline: Showjumping
Halter: Deep Blue
Breeding Info:
- Will always pass on Roan.
Edit List:
- Wide Eyed

You see this mucky little colt standing in the large pen that holds all the dams and foals. His dam watches over him intently...so do you. He's fixated on something that lay before his feet. What is it?

To win this strange little colt, tell me what he's so distracted by.
Or
Draw him with it.

(Minimum 300 words)

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

Ends: 30th

[DeadlyArcana]

Username: Alhena
Show Name: The Fix Up
Barn Name: Champ
Gender: Colt
Age: -
Height: -
Halter: Burgundy with gold buckles
Discipline: Reining
Link to Trailer Park Entry: ✩
Story/Art: wip; champ finding a dirty toy (like so: boop must have belonged to a dog on the ranch) and playing with it to entertain himself

[Ringo.]

Username: Ringo.
Show Name: Anything but Ordinary
Barn Name: Mouse
Gender: Colt
Age: -
Height: -
Halter: Pale blue with silver buckles
Discipline: Dressage
Link to Trailer Park Entry: xXx
Story/Art:


I looked around each makeshift paddock. Tears stinging my eyes as I held them back.
I walked over to the paddock that held the mares and foals. One foal caught my eye, he was tinier than all the other foals. All hope in his eye were gone when he looked at me. His mother kept a cautious eye on me.
I slowly entered the paddock and walked over to the mare and foal. The mare stepped in front of the colt, I couldn’t blame her. I quietly and gently reassured her. She stepped aside.
I put my hand out for the colt to sniff, I thought he was going to be afraid and run away or hide. He didn’t though, he happily came over to me and sniffed his hand. I then let his mom sniff my hand. She whinnied and swished her tail and went to graze of what little grass was left in their paddock

I felt a connection to this colt as soon as he made a happy whinny. He rubbed up against my side and was begging for more love. He trotted off to a corner and came back over with something muddy and spiky in his mouth. He dropped it in front of me and it stared to light up and bounced a bit, this little dude had a spiky light up bouncy ball!. The light was dim, I wonder where he got this from. Either way this colt wanted to play catch. So I threw the ball and instead of running after it, he happily pranced over to it! He was happy someone was playing with him. I played with him for at least 15 minutes before finally bringing him and his mom to my trailer carefully and gently. Holding the ball in his mouth he pranced into the trailer. Him and I were going to be the best of friends, I can feel it already.

It was also pretty obvious that I was going to have to get him a new light up ball when we get back to him and mother’s new home. I can’t wait to watch this beauty grow up.

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[Lavellan]

Username: Laurara
Show Name: Subtle Stranger
Barn Name: Thrynn
Gender: Colt
Age: -
Height: -
Halter: Deep Blue
Discipline: Showjumping
Link to Trailer Park Entry: Here!
Story:

His eyes, seeming to be too large from his head, watched something with intensity, whatever it was keeping his attention owning him 100%. It was sweet, and I found myself leaning on the fence, watching him watch it. Resting my head in my hands as I watched, earning a wary glance from his mother, I murmured a soft reassurance to the mare, and, after a few moments, she turned away. Glancing at the mum, smile slipping from my mouth as I regarded her prominent hips and clear ribcage - how could anyone let a creature get into such a state?! - my attention was snapped back to the youngster as a squeal ripped through the air.
He spun on his little hooves, whirling around the makeshift paddock and kicking up his heels as he did so, but even still I couldn’t see what had him so intrigued. Slowing to a bouncy trot, an impressive gait for one so young and in bad shape, he cut smaller and smaller circles around the object until he eventually stopped, lowering his muzzle back to the thing. In the mud, I could see something that may have once been colourful poking out of the mud, trampled into the mud by the various tires, hooves and feet that entered the area. Lowering his nose to the thing, then snapping it back, then lowering it again, I watched as the foal wrapped his lips around it, and tugged. With a muddy squelch, something came loose, and the colt dropped it again, bucking another lap of the pasture. At the sudden noise, his mother sent a wary gaze in his direction, but soon looked away again. I tried to see what it was, and, to my surprise, the form became clear - a deflated ball, a long time since it was in any way rounded. The ball may have once had a colourful cartoon image upon it, but now it was discoloured and pale, combining with the mud to make a sorry toy. But the little cold didn’t care. The colt grabbed it within his jaws, shaking it about, hitting himself in the chest with it before letting it drop again, earning another frantic lap of his little area.
I could have watched him all day, entertaining himself with this deflated ball, but I had to move on. Perhaps, if I decided upon adopting him, I’d be able to give him an inflated ball.
Imagine how much fun he’d have with that.

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[Namida_☾]

Mark<3

[CheeseyChelsey]

Username: Allenula
Show Name: GOS One With The Grasshopper
Barn Name: Grasshopper
Gender: Colt
Age: -
Height: -
Halter: Something like this!
Discipline: Show Jumping
Link to Trailer Park Entry: The Blue Ford Pickup Truck
Story/Art:
As the couple was singing in, they found themselves by the dam and foal pin. As they finished signing in, they walked over to the pin. They looked at the foals and mares. Some with foals, some without. Foals with mothers, some with out. They looked at solid black mare and her colt. "Aren't they pretty!" Jack said, leaning on the fence. Allie looked at the colt. She'd giggle a bit. "I think he is staring at us, like how we are to him!" Allie chuckled. Soon the couple started to notice they weren't looking at them, but something around himself. "What is he looking at..?" Jack spoke, looking around the colt. After a few minutes of looking like an idiot to people. He found out what the colt was looking at. A grass hopper. It was just chilling on the muddy ground, soon hopping away. The colt slowly followed it, with his dam following, nickering him to stay put. "If we get him, Jackie. Let's name him Grasshopper." Allie joked. They watched the young colt following the grasshopper in till he lost it. He was showing his full colors to them. Even thought something sad was going on, he still wanted to play and kick his legs, which he did. The couple watched the young foal give his mother a hard time, running around and being reckless. Soon he fell into the mud, getting dirty once more. Once, he found his footing again, he trotted over his head high. He snorted looking at the laughing couple. His dam soon followed, nickering him to follow her as the staff started to feed the mares and foals as they waited to get picked up. The couple watched the mare and foal walk off, following the staff members with food. The young couple sighed from laughing and turned away from the pin. They started to walk to the main barn, getting ready to clear out the horses in it. Though they hoped no one will take Grasshopper and his dam.
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[-Unbridled-]

Username: -Unbridled-
Show Name: Dark Side of the Moon
Barn Name: Moon
Gender: Colt
Age: -
Height: -
Halter: Turquoise
Discipline: Jousting
Link to Trailer Park Entry: Here
Story/Art: I had finally been registered to adopt any of the horses I felt I needed to adopt. It was very stressful, seeing all the mares, stallions, and foals, so malnourished and bruised. I felt horrible that I couldn't rescue them all, and that this had ever happened to them. I just wanted to know that their next home would be safe and much happier than this. Through all of the chaos and panic, one colt in particular caught my attention. While all of the other horses were letting out fearful screams and whinnies, this colt was fixated on one thing; A small blue morpho butterfly that had landed on the ground right in front of him. The thing about this butterfly is that it's wing was crippled. The colt slowly fell to his knees next to the butterfly and examined it carefully. The colt's mother was in the background focusing on her foal, just as curious as I. The colt nudged the frail animal. The butterfly managed to climb up onto the colt's muzzle and rest their, so he wouldn't get trampled. The colt slowly and carefully walked to one corner of the enclosure, making sure not the drop the butterfly. This are of the enclosure was secluded, due to the fact it was nothing but mud, rather than the dry, soft grass on the other side. But this little colt was willing to stand in mud just to keep his butterfly from all the commotion that may have scared him. In a way, the butterfly was like the colt. The butterfly was crippled and helpless, as was the young foal caring for him. But they both had a chance at survival. The colt continued to watch over his winged friend. The butterfly was eventually able to fly. It turned out his wings were just wet. The butterfly fluttered around the colt a few times before going on his way, as to thank him. The colt whinnied a goodbye to him. The colt then went back to laying in the middle of the enclosure, scared and terrified. It was like caring for the butterfly distracted him from all the chaos around him. It brought him happiness and self purpose for just that moment. That's when I realized that's just what he needs. I decided I would take him in. He had a very gentle and kind spirit to him, that was rare in other horses. I did whatever was necessary to adopt him. I left with him knowing I had done the right thing.
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[Kosciusko]

Congratulations Laurara!
It was close. Thank you all for your entries.

[Lavellan]

Oh my gosh, look how handsome he is *o* <3 Thank you so much, Kosciusko!!