Wild Mountain Equids: The Re-Homing V.2

[O b l i v i o n ☯]

Equid Number: 28
Owner: O b l i v i o n ☯
Equid Name: Eden (E-den)
Reaction to Storms:

Eden loves storms! She always says that the rain is her shower to her mom. The minute a storm starts, She will grab her waterproof camera and run outside. She loves capturing lightning in action! Eden acts childish and jumps in puddles. Her sister on the other hand has a phobia of storms.

"Come! Let's play in the rain!" Eden says. "Sorry Eden I'll pass" Her sister says.

Eden will always annoys her sister about how afraid she is of storms. But Eden knows why she is. This is how Eden had a fear of floods.

One day, the place she lived in changed forever on a Sunday morning when a hurricane swept their herd. It flooded the land and they had to retreat to higher grounds.

To Eden, Storms have their pros and cons but mostly she loves storms!

[pouty]

Equid Number: 28
Owner: Hopeful.
Equid Name: Noelani ( a heaven related name, the way Neveah had been ' heaven ' backwards )
Reaction to Storms:
Once a storm hits, any storm, Noelani is lost is a trans of mesmerism. The beautiful sound and the wonderful sight is like pure happiness for this mare, she simply adores storms.
Although, saying that, she does get a bit scared and prefers enjoying the sight and sound with a companion, whether that'd be a friend or a mate. To her, experiencing the sight with someone else is so much more enjoyable.

[Jaydoge]

Equid Number: 33
Owner: Jaydoge
Equid Name: Sherlock
Art for her personality: Go on now.
Story for her personality:

Sherlock had always been good with foals, probably because she'd had 5 of her own in the past and was content with how she'd raised them. When it came to foals, she knew just what to do no matter the situation, naughty foals were nothing new to her. The mare was grazing quietly some distance from the herd she was part of, under the watchful eye of Tafari who was entertaining guests with a foal of their own. A boisterous little colt who had a knack for causing mischief wherever he went, he seemed to enjoy pestering mares the most.

Not paying too much mind to the distant antics of this foal, Sherlock continued to graze undisturbed. The clover patch she was enjoying was pretty sweet, especially since the blossoms had just come into bloom. More focused on this treat that the other mares and foals around her, she failed to hear the sound of little hooves coming up the hill behind her. It was the foal of the visiting herd sneaking up behind her with one goal in mind, milk.

Sherlock hadn't had a foal in some time so of course, she didn't have any milk to offer! But this didn't stop the naughty little colt from trying to steal a drink anyway! This surprised Sherlock a bit, throwing up her herd and looking back at the foal that had tucked his head under her leg. Shaking her head, she sidestepped away and flicked her tail. She wasn't annoyed, more amused if anything.

"Now just what do you think you're going? You're not going to find any milk there, you know." She uttered softly, turning towards the foal and tilting her head. The colt looked pretty surprised, ears to the sides as he laughed awkwardly. Sherlock just smiled a little and shook her head, going back to grazing as she was before the little freeloader came by. Of course, by not seeing him off, he decided he'd try his luck again.

Coming around the other side, the naughty little colt tried again, but with the same result. No milk, and a slightly annoyed mare. Sherlock stepped away again and turned to face him, head low as she started to push him away. "Go on now, I'm sure someone else will have milk for you." She urged, nudging him twice so he got the message. A voice from further down the hill called for the foal, a stallion's voice to be exact "Eren! Stop pestering that mare!"

As the colt, know known as Eren, started off down the hill, Sherlock made sure to follow him down so he didn't try to sneak up on her again. As cute as he was, he definitely needed a lesson in manners...

Personal Achievement: Sherlock's greatest achievement in her eyes is having raised 5 foals to adulthood without a single one dying, there's no greater reward to a mother than seeing her children grow up and have children of their own.

[Potato.]

Equid Number: 18
Owner: Potato.
Equid Name: Khryseis
If she could paint...: If Khryseis could paint she would paint the 'colours of the wind'. You see, the young filly is a domestic equid and one day when her owner was sick she overheard a strange sound- a song being played; it seemed to be coming from the window of her owner's room. Being the curious youngster she was, she happily trotted over to see what this song was. To her later knowledge the Disney movie Pocahontas was on and the song "Colours of the Wind" was playing. From that moment on her eyes were pratically glued to the screen as she listened intently. The colours the movie portrayed mesmerized the young filly and ever since then she has always wanted to paint the colours of the wind, in hopes to create the vivid picture that has been stuck in her mind for so very long.

[PaigeyPies]

Equid Number: 4
Owner: PaigeyPies
Equid Name: Adagio
Reaction to Soda: Even though he's wild and naturally afraid of everything, Adagio did try soda once, out of pure curiosity. A small bottle of Dr. Pepper was sitting near a bench in a nearby park, farther than he would usually travel away from his herd. Adagio noticed a small He was nervous at first, but he slowly made his way towards the soda curiously, intrigued by it's bright colors and shiny appearance. Once he reached the soda, he tipped it over and took a short drink. At first, he enjoyed the interestingly sweet taste, but suddenly a burning sensation began to grow on his tongue, so he panicked. He kicked the can of soda across the park, sending the 'poisonous' substance flying through the air, bucked, kicked, and galloped around the park, and bolted straight into the woods with sticky and messy hooves, now covered in dirt and grass. His tongue felt like it was burning for hours as he stuck it out with a look of distress. For a while after that, he felt a bit jittery and more energetic than usual, but the feeling soon faded. Ever since then, he refuses to enter human areas, get close to anything that even looks like a soda can, or go near anything human, in fear that it, too, will 'poison' him.

[cloudedbee]

Equid Number: 20, oh Galliston <3
Owner: MoonlitStallion
Equid Name: will remain Galliston
Creepy Dungeon: The power of the unknown.

[Livalathia]

Equid Number: 24
Owner: .:Sweet-Silver:.
Equid Name: Shen
Dream Catcher: Dream Catcher

[Leporidae]

Equid Number: 28
Owner: The Mean Kitty
Equid Name: Nevaeh
Reaction to Storms: Nevaeh loves storms, the sound of the thunder's boom, watching the lightening streak across the sky, the wind blowing through her mane and the droplets of rain on her coat. She finds it all very exciting and beautiful, though a few times when she was asleep she did get a bit spooked by some really loud thunder which woke her up! She'd love to watch them with her fellow friends and family, but they don't exactly share her love for them. So instead she watches them alone, hoping to one day find somebody who will join her in her storm watching, as it would make her happier then anything!

[AustrianAce]

Equid Number: 1
Owner: Austriagirl
Equid Name: Ren
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[.:FarmGirlAtHeart:.]

Equid Number: 17
Owner: .:TrueToHens:.
Equid Name: April
How shortness affects her: April, being as short as she is, often gets trampled and pushed around. She tries to stand up for herself, and is often seen as rude and mean, as she hates feeling weak. Being mean and rude helps other equids to stay away from her. Being short (as I would know) gets you picked on, and if you have any friends at all, they constantly pick at your height. The same happens to April. She feels self conscious and afraid. Predators, equid and wild alike, see her as a foal, and she is normally one of their main targets. However, April's shortness benefits her too. She, to the surprise of many, is pretty fast. Maybe not as fast as the bigger ones, but certainly faster then the foals. April is strong as well; she can pull a carriage with a few children in it! To April, shortness is a curse and a gift, and not one to be taken lightly.