{BL} Official Information Thread- Hooves of Thunder WINNERS!

[siennacereal]

-I want to enter!-
Username: ZombieLuv<3
Liontail Name: Kiwi
Liontail Gender: female
Liontail Age: 6?
Link to Liontail: viewtopic.php?f=53&t=1895342
Entry Art/Writing: WIP <3
Dropping out ; v ;

[PerfectWorld]

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-I want to enter!-
Username: Staz
Liontail Name: Yuna
Liontail Gender: Female
Liontail Age:
Link to Liontail:
Click

Skill Stars total: 30
Speed: ✬✬✬✬✬✬✬✬ {8}
Strength: ✬✬ {2}
Stamina: ✬✬✬✬✬ {5}
Temperament: ✬ {1}
Parental Potent.: ✬✬✬✬ {4}
Intelligence: ✬✬✬✬✬ {5}
Genetics: ✬✬✬✬✬ {5}

Weakness?: Low temperament; easily unfocused
Advantages?: High stats; Speed

Entry Art/Writing:
The first time I came back soaked in grime, my ...'trainer' (for lack of a better word), threw a fit. I watched with passive eyes as she stomped all across the paddock, tracing the pattern of my hoofprints with both anxious and angry groans. I merely flicked an ear when she brandished her sharp words at me and tossed my head with a whinny, silently laughing inside. The muck had been sponged onto me from my last wild adventure with Ronin; our in-depth persecution of the neighbouring human who had attempted to capture him the other day.

Ever since he had told me his name, I had been taking the time to visit him daily. Slowly, the tension that had first existed between us was being alleviated. It had become apparent to me that I had grown more fond of him than I cared to admit, especially considering how much I made fun of him when in his presence. However I kept those sort of personal enigmas to myself to unravel, and did not burden my companion with them.

As far as the human was concerned, it was near certain that the stallion was the reason I'd lost so much focus these past few days, and as consequently, they weren't fond of me spending time with him.
"That's it, your not going out anymore unless you win that race!"
My ears pricked up and my body froze in instantly at the words...Was she serious?! Surely, she couldn't be? Glancing back at her expression I mulled her words over in my head. So...she intended to keep me if we didn't win? What was her brilliant plan to keep me here, hm? Shutting the gate door the girl folded her arms over her chest. "I've worked hard and all you've been doing is goofing off. You don't listen, you nip at me every two seconds and Im here slaving away to help you win something I won't even get money for!" she snapped hotly. "Now, it seems you got confidence about winning this race then? That you don't need my training? Well." she frowned. "Then it's in the bag isn't it? So my threat is an empty one, and you've got nothing to worry about." My muzzle twitched in irritation. I swear I could bite that girls head off right now, though I was heavily resisting my urges to do so.
Leaving the paddock before I could even snort at her, she quickly returned with a set of barbed wires and started to put it around the fencing. This had to be the stupidest plan she'd ever had. The wires would hurt me brutally if I ever crashed into one of the fences...but then again she knew that. And she knew I wasn't exactly confident enough about my jumping to try and get over.

Muscles tensed I watched with a sense of growing avidity as she applied the wires to the wooden posts. Honestly.
No way was I being tamed... Backing up I ran a forehoof through the dirt before me and then bolted, heading straight for a fence. However, I soon found myself panicking, and halted before I could even nick the edges of it. Breaths quick as I stared down at the wood, the girl looked at me with a mixture of satisfaction- and sympathy- as she then put the metallic wire over.
"You run like that in the race and we might actually have a chance. But come on girl, you need some training, if your gonna get the guts to hop over any challenges you meet on the track."
Patting one of the wooden bars before covering it, I kept my eyes on that fence for a long time.
I needed to win. I needed to see the bay stallion, and I needed to overcome this weakness.

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As I shuffled nervously at the starting gates, I remembered now how my chest heaved everyday from training, all the work Id put into this. All the focus Id mustered for this mere moment. And now that it was here I wish it was gone and done with. I could feel my blood pulsing just from how anxious I was, my nostrils flared and my neck arched as I craned it to get a view past the gate and to the dirt track before me. My trainer had decided not to ride me, believing that she would slow me down with her added weight. She was trusting me to win this on my own. And we both knew the consequences for me if I didn't.
However, there was a new confidence in me I didn't have before, ever since that fateful training day where I'd managed to hop my first fence.

Taking a deeper breath, I waited, letting the sounds around me drown out a moment, taking in my own thoughts and just, relaxing.
"didnt you see.....its a great da-......GO!"
Eyes opening as the gates did I shot through with the same agility as a greyhound. Perhaps that training actually had helped, because as my hooves pounded onto the ground and tossed up a cloud of dust behind me I knew now from the beautiful clear view- that there few to none in front. My muscles rippled under my sleek pelt, my curled mane (which had been slightly cropped for the sake of the race) flowed behind me in luxuriant bundles. My breaths quickly became curt and raspy, however, I hardly noticed. There was a certain adrenaline pumping through me that seemed to blare out any sense of lack of energy as my pupils dilate and I stumble towards the finish line. Lights dance wildly around me, from what- Im not certain, but they seem to come from the crowd.

Im closer than it seems, but it feels like an eternity- the ground expanding and stretching between me and that one white line ainted across the floor, the lines leading to it tapering so thin they seem to snap apart in my blurred vision. Another horse is close to me, I can feel it, I can sense it. A stallion, a mare, I couldn't see. I just knew, this was going to be a close call.
I'd better take the leap this time though, and get over that finish line the way I did my last fence.

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{{ will finish based on whether or not she wins the race xD }}

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[Lady Tuesday]

-I want to enter!-
Username:
Creole
Liontail Name:
Leona
Liontail Gender:
Female
Liontail Age:
3 and a half In human years
Link to Liontail:
clicky
Entry Art/Writing:
WIP

[.FrozenFire.]

-I want to enter!-
Username
.FrozenFire.
Liontail Name
Footprints in the Sand aka "Print"
Liontail Gender
Mare
Liontail Age
02 July 2001 | 13 years old
Link to Liontail
xXx
Character Traits that may help her to win
Self-Confidence (she believes in herself and knows her limits) || strong-willed (when there is a finish, she strives to get there)
Character Traits that may cause her to lose
Pride (sometimes she forgets her limits, because she doesn't want to appear weak) || iffy (sometimes Print just can't get herself to work with others or even herself)
Entry Art/Writing

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When we first met, we were enemies.
When we trained for the first time, we were opponents.
When we walked the stony road for the first time, we just left each other alone.
But when we met for the second time, we got close, and bonded.
When we trained together for the second time, we learned from each other.
And when we walked down the stony road together for the last time,
I learned that YOU ARE my friend.
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Thunder means Hope - A Journey to Victory
Her legs almost refused to touch the ground as Print ran over the pasture, trying to trick the girl that wanted to catch her. She gave up soon enough, so Print slowed down, until she trotted slowly after the human.
When the girl turned her back, Print started to run again, getting away with ease. She kicked up her heels and looked at Blue with a jubilant expression, before the mare finally decided to follow the girl out of the pasture.

Only one hour after leaving the pasture the two ladies stood at the training grounds, Blue with a halter in her hand and Print with a certain look, that clearly stated she wouldn't allow that thing on her head. She would never accept anything that could take away her freedom. Print just allowed Blue to be near her, because she knew that the girl wasn't any danger at all.
So the mare just got on the race track and started to trot. Blue leaned on the gate and watched the mare.
With her ears forward, Print began to gallop then. She felt the blood rushing trough her veins, as she flew around the track. After a few rounds, sweat was flowing down her body, but still, Print looked great.
The mare got confidence for the race, so she left the track with a good feeling.

Only two days later, the day of the race had come. Print stood next to her opponents and she was fully concentrated. The mare wanted to win. She wanted to prove everyone, that she could be the champion she wanted to be. The Liontail next to her gave her a challenging glance, but Print just laid her ears back and snorted. Adrenaline was pumping inside her body and she felt herself getting more than just nervous. She feared getting beaten by the others, she feared beeing to weak to cross the finish line.
But while her thoughts carried her away, Print missed the start signal. Totally shocked her legs moved before she could think about what happened, trying to get after the other Liontails. After the first 200 meters, her neck was already wet from the sweat. The mare thought her lungs could explode every single moment, but she wouldn't give up, although she already breathed like she already ran the distance twice. Brave she stood her own challenge, and managed to outrun some of her opponents.
She felt like the race would never end. The start had been a disaster and now she had to pay for it.
When Print came into the third position though, she gained new hope.
thump...thump...thump, she could only hear her beating heart and... and the hooves of the other Liontails, hooves sounding like thunder. That made the difference. The mare scraped together her last power and gave everything. Her legs stretched, no, her hole body stretched out, just wanting to win the race.
Suddenly then, everything was over, and Print heard the cheering from the side.

You made it girl, you made it.

Her legs were shaking, but still, she was proud of herself. She did it. She won the race and now she would go back home as a little star, a star with a brighter light.
Her mane and tail flew like flags when she started her victory lap. And she thanked Blue, that girl told her how to improve herself. Maybe the mare would visit her again, to try to thank her.

Although the two totally different creatures hadn't anything in common at all, they knew what the other one would need the most. And both, Blue as well as Print, had something from their meeting.

[Eleya]

-I want to enter!-

Username:
Eleya

Liontail Name:
Dyani

Liontail Gender:
female

Liontail Age:
7 years

Link to Liontail:
Dyani

Entry Art/Writing:
Dyani was very nervous. She knew, a lot of other Liontails would watch her. And also many others, that might be lots better than her, would participate. But she just wanted to join that race. Running made her always feel better, so why not see how she did against others?

The oldest mare of the herd called all the participants together. She would start the race, and also anounce the winner. When she nickerd loudly, they all started running. Dyani left the others behind her. She was very quick, and quite proud about that. She felt the wind in her hair, and enioyd running. But after just half of the racetrack she got slower. Others passed by. Dyani got angry with herself. What made her join this race? She always knew, that stamina wasnt her best skill. So how could she possibly think, she could win?

When her legs got realy tired and every breath started to hurt, she saw some deers next to the track. She knew them. They accepted her, when she grazed next to them, or ran a little with them. They gave her new hope. Dyani took a deep breath, and started to run faster again. Some of the other Liontails got slower, because they had reached their limit. But Dyani kept getting faster. She passed some others and caught up to the current leader.

Just a few more meters. The two Liontales gave a head to head race. Dyani took a short look at the other Liontale. It was a young stallion. Only tree or four years old. "Hah!", she thought, "this time young boy, I will win! You have far enough time, to try again, and I dont know, if I will be brave enough to enter again." Then she mobilized her last reserves, and speeded up again. With one horse lenght margin she passed the finish line.

All the other liontails, that just watched the race, came up to her and congratulated her. First she didnt know what to do. She wasnt used to be in the middle of interest. But soon she warmed up, and just felt happy. Her legs hurted, and every breath felt like fire in her lungs, but all of this didnt matter anymore. Nothing could ever stop the great feeling she had.

"Well, maybe I'll challenge you again next time young stallion.", she thought.

[MalleusGrey]

To straighten out some confusion, your Liontails may be trained by some humans that may have passed through their valley, or temporarily taken down to a paddock/pasture, so in response to some queries: yes, you can include human training in your entries.
However, remember Liontails are not domesticated animals and cannot be tamed or owned. Therefore, any part of human training written or drawn about will have to be temporary, and not the Liontails' permanent home.
Also, in the 'race' wild Liontails who have had no human training will not have a rider, but trained Liontails may have a rider if you so wish.
Training will not aid your Liontails' chances of winning, but creativity in stories and/or art will :3

Please do not reply to this on this thread, if you have any further questions about this you may PM me ^^
I am trying to keep this thread clear of spam and only full of entries.

[Lady Tuesday]

oh...well how do we "train" them? is there a certain thing we have to post or what? and will it increase their stars if the are trained?

[MalleusGrey]

oh...well how do we "train" them? is there a certain thing we have to post or what? and will it increase their stars if the are trained?

Training is an optional part you can add into your Liontails story. It'd make your entry a bit more interesting, and shows you made an effort thinking about how -in the real world- you would prepare for a race ^^

For example, you could write a short story about how your OC comes across your Liontail and begin to train it e.t.c :3
Therefore, extra creativity in 'training' in an optional short story will increase your chances of winning, and if you place (1st, 2nd or 3rd) it will give the foals of the winner higher stars :3

[Lady Tuesday]

okay, thank you. I think I'll d that in a second c:

[pollydogluv]

-I want to enter!-

Username:
pollydogluv
Liontail Name:
Odessan
Liontail Gender:
Male/Stalion
Liontail Age:
8
Link to Liontail:
Here
Entry Art/Writing:

Name of BL:
Odessan
Height of BL:
18.3hh

Skill Stars total: 28
Speed: ✬✬✬✬
Strength: ✬✬✬✬
Stamina: ✬✬✬✬
Temperament: ✬✬✬✬
Parental Potent.: ✬✬✬✬
Intelligence: ✬✬✬✬
Genetics: ✬✬✬✬

I paced in the little space I had, the floor swaying and rocking slowly, or was that just me? Either way I circled in a fast and tense walk, I was exhausted and tired and... I cant even think of words to describe the hell I was in. Till after the excruciatingly long dark journey I felt the place shudder and come to a halt, before I knew it a whinny came up from the side pen, a small strange thing, it had no horn or any tail, just hair to replace it, but besides that it was fairly similar to me though I knew it was trusting in the two-legged wolves, I call them wolves as that's what they act like sometimes they aren't a pleasant looking creature and there manners or 'behaviour' should I say isn't any better. They disgust me. A bang came form above and then in front of me at the other end of the dark hole, I shuddered backwards as I didn't know what was happening then a bright light started to appear from the ground then slowly upwards to the ceiling, I winced as the bright light hit my eyes fiercely, only after a few seconds I opened them and blinked frantically as it felt like I was being blinded by the sudden sun after days of only darkness and an occasional dim light, never mind the low ceiling of which it seemed I easily forget how low it really is. Sure enough about 4 wolves walked over, they all gave us a long glance, and all seemed to be fixed on me, why me? Why didn't they look at the weirder looking things beside me?
After what seemed like minutes they turned and grabbed a... I have to think of a name for them, um Non-liontail? yeah why not? From now on I shall call the similar looking, horn-less, tail-less things non-liontail's. Anyway, they all grabbed a non-liontail and led them away, of course I stayed as still as I could watching them maybe they could only see movement? Either way I stood tall and puffed outwards to make myself more intimidating, soon they came In again and grabbed another 4 non-liontails, and then I noticed only 2 were left. Yet all 4 came in the dark space I watched them more cautiously now as I was on my own just about, two of the wolves got the remaining non-liontails while the other stood in front of my pen watching me and each other, I stepped back and snorted, I didn't like this.
All of a sudden the two wolves came back in with an additional 3 besides them, there were now 7 of them, why did they need so many? What were they going to do? I backed up as far as I could before I hit the cold wall, pressed my back end up against it, it was cooling after being cooped up in here for so long and took some thanks in it as it calmed me slightly, only slightly. They also backed up except from one, a strange rather large wolf, it had a white chest and black legs and waist yet skin coloured arms and head, very strange. He came closer slowly, I snorted to tell him not to come any closer but he didn't listen, he made a squeaking sound then opened the gate only slightly open, I dropped my head to show him the weapon I had on my head, from behind him he pulled out a rope, the next second he had jumped forward. I reared as he managed to throw the rope over my back, so I bucked, only managing to his the wall which made a large bang, so I bolted full gallop for the sunlight, managing to dodge or trample some of the wolves on my way out, they screamed from behind me and as I galloped out the door I saw hundreds more in front of me who also started to scream in there own little language. I skidded as a barrier was in front of me, so I span to my right and started to gallop towards the only open space I could see, the desert. I don't know how to navigate or even survive in one, but it was the only way I could get away from these wolves and their traps. Suddenly a splitting pain came from my shoulder, out of the corner of my eye I could see a clear tube sticking out of me with a bright fluffy top to it, I pressed faster but I couldn't, I couldn't run fast. My legs began to stiffen and feel weak, like they were about to collapse underneath me, my sight became blurry and stinging while it felt like my head was being squeezed. I had to stop, it was too painful, I slowed to a walk but I still headed for the open desert, then my eyes went dark and black my legs shook then eventually they caved in on me and I collapsed, on my side I tossed my head up but my whole body trembled and shivered why? I wasn't cold. Then I heard the footsteps as a man standing over me said "horse, you cant fight nature, you cant fight us, gravity, you cant fight nothing, I bet your whole life all you ever did was fight. But you cant fight your own nature, your time has passed." Then I remember nothing more.

I awoke abruptly, stumbling to feet I whinnied and reared up, only second after to realise I was on my own, standing in a small fenced pen, I snorted and rocked back and forth on my hooves as I was still unbalanced. Damn! I was still with the wolves, though there was none of them around, maybe they were asleep, after all it seemed like it was dusk, meaning I must have slept all through the night. I glanced around a second time seeing water and some small food just outside my pen in a container, I was so thirsty unfortunately, I went to sniff the container after all it may contain poison instead of water but it smelt fine, sighing I took a drink from it and it was just water, I carried on till I heard a bang then footsteps, I shot my head up as he came strolling over here. "you ready for the big race?" Not fully understanding what he meant, I just followed him with my eyes and made sure I kept my body facing him as he paced round to the water, looking down at it he tutted though I don't really know why he would tut at that. Before I knew it he pulled out a big coil of wire and attached it the fence of my pen, uncoiling it tightly as he walked away and through a tenet, he was gone for several seconds before he came jogging back through the tent and he did the same to the other side of the pen, again he came jogging back, though this time he just stared at my and chuckled slightly before walking away.
An hour or so after the man had left, the sun was up and thee would be the occasional person walk by my tent looking busy and attentive, but I could hear the wolves talking from the tents around me, I didn't like it was as though they were plotting or scheming. After a few minutes some men started to stand near my pen and the coils of rope that acted like a tunnel to lead somewhere it seemed, then the man from earlier came out and was followed with even more wolves before they stood around the edge of my pen and along the rope, I snorted and ducked my head to intimidate them but there was so many, suddenly the man slammed my gate open and all the men behind me started shouting and dancing around, spooked I bucked then I felt a hand smack down at me so I started to run through the middle of the shute trying to avoid any hands from the loud men, I went through the tent and followed down the shute till It led out to a very big fenced area where I saw the non-liontails looking at me from one end of it, although I didn't particularly like them they were more protection so I cantered towards them, towering over them I dipped my head but they clearly weren't as smart as they didn't seem to react.