[Alledowaya]

Ａｅｏｎｉａｎ Ｗａｒｍｂｌｏｏｄｓ
[e•oh•knee•un] eternal; everlasting
The Aeonian Warmbloods come from a long line of mutations. The original Aeonian, [url=www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/…, was born from two chimeric Cedar Warmbloods, both of which were found to carry a variety of other mutations hidden within their genetics. Their bloodline has allowed for the species to display any horse coat and marking, as well as a few new mutations. They also present a wide variety of eye colors, from the most vibrant neon to the softest pastels. Their physical stature has also been slightly altered from their ancestors as well due to these mutations. We have found that Aeonians can fall anywhere between 15 and 18.3 hands, most falling within the middle of the range. They are a very intelligent species, and do well with riders of all levels and ages. Most Aeonians have been observed to be gentle and kind, but we have noticed some of the stallions are quite territorial, causing them to be overprotective of the mares in their barns.

Sire: Foundation
Dam: Foundation

Owner: HowlingHooves
Show Name: Áthas Agus Deora
Barn Name: Áthas
Gender: Mare
Height: 16.1hh
Eye Color: Deep Sea Blue
Phenotype: Sun-Faded Black Splash
Genotype: Ee aa ff SplSpl
Breeding Notes:
-Will always pass Splash. [Spl]
-Carries Flaxen. Will always pass Flaxen. [f]

What is this mare's discipline? Is she good at it or not? Why? Write me a small blurb minimum 100 words long!
Will end and be judged on OCT 20, 2019

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[acronymm]

Owner: Acronymm
Show Name: BA Heavenly Birdsong
Barn Name: Heaven, commonly known as Birdie, Godiva, Baby girl.
Height: 18.1hh
Halter Leathers: Light purple
Halter Hardware: Gold
Word Count: Exactly 100 ❤️❤️
Literature: Heaven's main discipline is the lovely Show Jumping! She's exceptional at it, and has gone through to the Olympics and won many medals, trophies, rosettes, etc. She is very well known, both for her gorgeous splashed coloring and her magnificent height, towering over pretty much all of the horses at shows. She is known to have such power in her hindquarters, she clears a five foot jump with ease and scope to spare. She is a very prized mare at her home, Bayleaf Acres, and used to be the dam to exceptional foals who may just follow in her hoof-steps!

[Gigalili88]

Owner: Gigalili88
Show Name: Jumping Bean
Barn Name: Bean
Height: 17.2 hh
Halter Leathers: Her eye color please
Halter Hardware: silver
Word Count: 121
Literature: Bean's discipline is show jumping! She's an exceptional jumper! When she was a little filly, her owner constantly found her stuck on top of a log in the middle of her pasture. Her love of jumping gave her the nickname Jumping Bean, later shortened to Bean! Her height has always given her an advantage in shows, allowing her to jump higher than the other horses in her class. She also takes a lot of pride in getting those blue ribbons which only pushes her to do better! She can always be found in the pasture, or well, pastures as she leaps the fences from one pasture to another. As a result we have to put her in her stall quite often...

[HowlingHooves]

Owner: HowlingHooves
Show Name: Áthas Agus Deora
Barn Name: Áthas
Height: 16.1 hh
Halter Leathers: #753a88
Halter Hardware: Silver
Word Count: 405 words.
Literature: In-Training for Vaulting;;

The morning sun had little effect on the dozing mare, ears swaying sidelong as her lower lip drooped. As if she was exhausted, and the day had not even begun in earnest!

“Áthas, I’ve got carrots!” A voice called, feminine and teasing, a woman with braided blonde hair soon coming up to the round pen the mare rested in. Said mare, Áthas by name and mostly faded black in color, started briefly as though hadn’t heard the woman. She snorted quickly before ambling forward, uncaring for the jingle she heard as the woman climbed into the pen with a bridle in one hand.

But carrots called stronger, and soon Áthas was waiting for one not so patiently, nostrils flaring as she chewed at nothing expectantly. With a laugh and a carrot, the mare was tamed; another carrot and then the bridle followed, leaving her disgruntled before a third carrot was there to settle her.

“Now, behave this time, Áthas. You can learn this, I promise.” The woman half chided and half encouraged, reins gently brought behind her neck, mane clutched tightly and soon a leg swinging up and over expertly. Settled quickly, Serris, the woman, urged her charge forward. Trotting around the ring, once comfortable and loosened up just so, Serris halted Áthas, removed her boots and let them fall over the pen rails with a thump.

At the trot once more, clicking her tongue whenever Áthas made to slow down, Serris crouched up to have her feet beneath her, but soon dropped back down when the mare nearly stopped in full; the process was repeated multiple times before, after dropping back to find her seat quickly, Áthas half rose onto her hind legs and neighed in distress, huffing in her agitation as Serris patiently allowed her to calm down. A hand petting her neck soothingly, and another two circuits at a walk, Serris dropped to the ground with a sigh.

“You know, if you’d just stay calm you really would be a great vaulter, Áthas.” She told the mare, who only blinked as she fumbled with the bit in her mouth. “I know, you think you’re just too old. You’ll see though, I promise.” Serris spoke lightly, knowing she had it in her to learn but finding the breaking from her normal riding routine was becoming a bit troublesome. “Eventually.” She added, patting the mare and removing the bridle with a hum.

[Spirit23Wolf]

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Quick res for when I get home

[Alledowaya]

Owner: HowlingHooves
Show Name: Áthas Agus Deora
Barn Name: Áthas
Height: 16.1 hh
Halter Leathers: #753a88
Halter Hardware: Silver
Word Count: 405 words.
Literature: In-Training for Vaulting;;

The morning sun had little effect on the dozing mare, ears swaying sidelong as her lower lip drooped. As if she was exhausted, and the day had not even begun in earnest!

“Áthas, I’ve got carrots!” A voice called, feminine and teasing, a woman with braided blonde hair soon coming up to the round pen the mare rested in. Said mare, Áthas by name and mostly faded black in color, started briefly as though hadn’t heard the woman. She snorted quickly before ambling forward, uncaring for the jingle she heard as the woman climbed into the pen with a bridle in one hand.

But carrots called stronger, and soon Áthas was waiting for one not so patiently, nostrils flaring as she chewed at nothing expectantly. With a laugh and a carrot, the mare was tamed; another carrot and then the bridle followed, leaving her disgruntled before a third carrot was there to settle her.

“Now, behave this time, Áthas. You can learn this, I promise.” The woman half chided and half encouraged, reins gently brought behind her neck, mane clutched tightly and soon a leg swinging up and over expertly. Settled quickly, Serris, the woman, urged her charge forward. Trotting around the ring, once comfortable and loosened up just so, Serris halted Áthas, removed her boots and let them fall over the pen rails with a thump.

At the trot once more, clicking her tongue whenever Áthas made to slow down, Serris crouched up to have her feet beneath her, but soon dropped back down when the mare nearly stopped in full; the process was repeated multiple times before, after dropping back to find her seat quickly, Áthas half rose onto her hind legs and neighed in distress, huffing in her agitation as Serris patiently allowed her to calm down. A hand petting her neck soothingly, and another two circuits at a walk, Serris dropped to the ground with a sigh.

“You know, if you’d just stay calm you really would be a great vaulter, Áthas.” She told the mare, who only blinked as she fumbled with the bit in her mouth. “I know, you think you’re just too old. You’ll see though, I promise.” Serris spoke lightly, knowing she had it in her to learn but finding the breaking from her normal riding routine was becoming a bit troublesome. “Eventually.” She added, patting the mare and removing the bridle with a hum.

Oof, the character made here is absolutely adorable. Congrats! Ill be fixing halters and background when I get home.