The New Agency: closed

[Tammanae]

I will be updating the list momentarily, but LittleStarWolf, instead of saying where the post is, link the post to your form. ;3 If no screenshot is possible, the person normally posts their permission here and the adopter simply links to the form. If you do not know how to link to posts, the way to do so is by clicking on the name of the thread that appears on the person's post. That link will change the link on the search engine so that when you open the page, it opens directly on the permission instead of on the top of the page. ^^

[vanillababy]

does it have a kennel now???

I dont mean to mini-mod nor be rude;but might you check the front page kennels?:/

I did

[Papyrsatyr]

Please try not to post just single word or even a single sentence in a thread like this. It quickly spams up the thread.

[BlissfulFarrago]

Pet's ID Tag: 61



Name You'd Choose for It:
Rose

Age:
28

Species:
Equien [what the humanoid horses of her land call themselves]

Breed:
Spanish Mustang

Gender: Female

Reason You Want It: While looking at the new posts, I saw Rose and immediately loved her design. It's simple yet beautiful, and the touches of blue and small accessories are great. The compass rose painted on her shoulder gave me the idea for her to be a strange and mysterious wanderer, and the idea intrigued me.

Also, I've been looking for a horse character since I lost for the one I tried for a few months ago. I want to fill that whole in my story and continue to develop the characters, including Rose. Rose would be a very different character than the one I tried for before, and I think she will work very well in my story with the other characters, Mavi and Maeve [nude anthros]. I've always imagined their world populated by other anthro species, and I decided that a horse would do perfectly back when I tried for the first horse. [I did pm JerseyDusk about having her be an anthro, and she said it was fine.]

Overall, what I'm saying is that I love Rose's design and the idea of her personality and history, as well as having a use for her.

History/Background/Other:
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

WIP. :]

[Tammanae]

Code Drop List

New week, new list of forms for them staff to have an easier time judging. As always, remember that you are to not quote or edit this list in any way, as it will only spam and create confusion. Please remember that if you are still going for the same character this week as you were last, you most repost your form so I can reinclude it in the list. C=

Kennel 7

Aysan1

Kennel 16

koowie

Kennel 41

LittleStarWolf

Kennel 46

S i
~rainbow wolfy~

Kennel 53

TessaKitty
JerseyDusk

Kennel 57

Chaimaru

Kennel 59

wildwolfspiret

Kennel 61

.:Mook:.
S u m m e r
wibeke
BlissfulFarrago

[Papyrsatyr]

If no one else does it I'll do the code drop tomorrow night. I would do it now but I like to give people at least a few hours notice before doing it. c: So please try to finish your forms / get your permission by tomorrow.

[Livalathia]

Pet's ID Tag:
#53
Name You'd Choose for It:
Spirit Knight
Nickname:
Spirit
Gender:
Male - Stallion
Reason You Want It:
I have been trying to think of a design for a horse character for a long time, and so far I could not think of anything. I just decided to drop by the Agency to see if there was a horse character that might spark my interest and this boy caught my eye immediately. At first I wasn't sure I wanted to try for him but after debating with myself I knew I had to go for him.

His colors are stunning and beautiful. His design is simple yet by looking at him you see that intricacy of him. Hes not too flashy, but he stands out considerably. Also his colors fit me perfectly, since I use the same colors on most of the designs I try and come up with.

Besides that, he would definitely be one of my favorite characters, and I would get art for him as many times as possible. I love horses, and I really always have, and I especially love them when they have unusual markings or colors. He would go on his own character thread, and I would definitely continue his story and fill up a different thread with the story.

Spirit is definitely one character that I would RP with as well, and I have a good idea for a RP to put him in. Also, writing his story is more fun than I could imagine, and I enjoy writing it. More so than I have with past characters.
History/Background/Other:
-*-The Beginning-*-
For years people have been told of the beautiful stallion who used to be the mount of the famous knight who used to save people from the king. It's true the knight did work for the king, but he didn't approve of the rulers ways. The knight fought against the king with ever ounce of his being, striving to make things better by himself. He saved innocent lives, and even save animals from the man who called himself a king. One day the king had enough of the knight and challenged him to a duel. The knights horse was a beautiful stallion who had colors and marking like no other horse around. It was said that his coat was as black as the night with light grey spots marked all over him. The spots were surrounded by a light teal, and under the moon light it said that the spots seemed to glow. His tail and mane were black and teal as well and they even seemed to glow in the moon light.

It was said that the hose had picked his rider, and the knight was the one he had chosen. At first people were scared of the stallion, wondering if he was a demon. But after a while people began to accept the horse, and soon he was well liked by almost everyone, just like the Knight. When the knight went to duel the king he was ready for a fight to the death, but what he hadn't expected was that it would be on horse back. The stallion was ready to go just as soon as the knight got onto his back and he stamped the ground furiously with his front hoof. When they rode into the duel the knight knew he might not win but he had faith that even if he didn't win and he perished that the towns people would fight against the king and get him abolished.

As the duel broke out, it seemed the knight and his stallion had the upper hand. The knights horse was more skilled than the kings and the stallion moved gracefully around as the two fought. The other horse however had choppy, broken movements that made the king unbalanced. Even so, things took a turn for the worse and soon the knight was knocked from the stallions back. All at once everything changed in the light of the kingdom. The knight was killed, but as soon as the blade of the king went through his chest the stallion reared furiously and raced toward the tyrant. Since the king was now off his horse he had no where to go and so, he was trampled by the stallion, and killed.

Since then people have heard that the stallion now lived int he mountains and waited for the day where he would find his new 'knight'. I had heard the story as a little girl all the time from my mother and now as I rode out into the mountains on my own horse I couldn't help but maybe think that the stallion could still exist. Although when ever I asked my mother she would always have the same answer for me. She would say, "Silver, he may or may not exist but if he does I'm sure you'll be the first to see him." Sometimes those words made me annoyed, other times they would make me excited to think that maybe I would be the first to see the beautiful and exotic stallion.

Yet even after years of going into the same mountains where he was said to be hiding I still hadn't seen him and I was starting to get discouraged. But today, well it felt different. Like something bad was going to happen and It was starting to get to me. People always said I had bad luck, and now I started to believe it a little bit. As I rode I looked around at my surroundings, although it was nothing new to me. It was the same old rocks and bushes that I saw every time I came through the mountain pass. The trails weren't well marked, and to someone who didn't spend a lot of time up here could get lost real easily, but thankfully for me, I practically lived up here.

As I started to zone out I heard rustling of a bush and I looked up at a higher rock above me and I saw a cougar staring down at me. I wanted to scream but I knew that would set my horse off so instead I tried to kick my horse to move faster but it was to late. The cougar jumped down in front of my and my horse reared. I knew she was scared and although I leaned into her to keep her balanced, I lost my balance as front hooves hit the ground again, and when she turned to bolt I wasn't ready and I fell of her side as she turned and galloped away.

Now I was on the ground with a cougar in front of me and it hissed. 'Great' I thought 'I really do have bad luck'. I got up quickly and tried to make myself look bigger, but it really wasn't going to help. I was bleeding and the cougar didn't look like he wanted to leave me alive. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the attack but it never came, instead I heard hoof beats and a furious neigh come from in front of me. As I opened my eyes to look I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The stallion of the knight story was in front of me, stamping his front hooves and biting at the cougar. He was even more beautiful than I could have dreamed and as I watched him fight off the cougar I couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, he was here to chose his new 'knight'. I knew that if he chose me I wouldn't chose to take him with me to my ranch. No. He would stay out here and be my secret horse.

But as the stallion chased after the cougar I stood there, frozen with shock, and some fear. As I watched the whole ordeal I couldn't help but think about where my horse had run off to and I turned to face the way she had run off too. Unfortunately I knew that she was probably running all the way back to the ranch by now and I wouldn't be getting a ride back. I started to take a step forward when I heard a snort behind me and I jumped and then turned around to face the stallion who was standing a few feet away from me. His glossy black coat shinning the sun, and his black and teal mane swaying lightly in the breeze. He really was magical.

I couldn't help but stare at him, and I ended up blinking a lot testing to make sure it wasn't just a dream. Soon it was apparent that he would not disappear like that I relaxed a little. I didn't know what to do with him standing there looking at me with his powerful grey blue eyes, but I did take a step forward. At that he snorted again and stamped his front hove down, making a powerful 'slap' to the ground below his hoof. He seemed to be telling me not to come any closer and I respected that wish and I even went as far and giving him a small bow to show my respect to him. After all he was more powerful than I was, and if I didn't respect him he could just trample me like I was a bug. So instead I let a small smile form on my lips as I watched him and I decided to speak to him, "Your like a Spirit Knight you know" I murmured to him and his ears swiveled forward to listen to my voice. "Maybe ill call you that from now on. Spirit Knight..but Spirit for short" I couldn't help but laugh a little at my name for him. It was so simple but yet it made a lot of sense for this beautiful stallion.

The stallion, now called Spirit Knight -to me- lifted his head and looked down on my for a moment before he tilted his head and just continue to watch me. I looked at him for a moment before guessing what he wanted to know. "My names Silver. Well not really, but that's what everyone calls me" I muttered looking away from the stallion for a second before I looked back at him and thought about something. I didn't have a ride back to the ranch, so maybe..just maybe I could ride him. "You know..I don't have a ride back to my home now since my horse ran off.." I murmured as I watched Spirit. He wasn't mine, and he never was going to be, no matter if he chose me as his 'knight' or not. But as we stood there, it seemed like forever until Spirit took a step forward and ducked his head a little. As I watched him he took another step forward and turned to his side then proceeded to lay down! I was shocked that he was going to let me ride him, but I didn't really think twice as I took slow steps toward the great stallion. Up close Spirit was even more gorgeous that when you looked at him form afar.

When I reached him I let my hand touch his black fur for a second then race its way to one of his spots. I was intrigued, and soon lost track of what I was doing. Although Spirit soon snorted to remind me that he was giving me a ride and I smiled and climbed onto his back. He was quite a tall horse and I wasn't used to being so high up so I gripped his mane tightly. As I fixed my position Spirit stood quietly and arched his neck, looking truly stunning. As soon as I was ready to go, he lifted his front hoof and stamped it once on the dirt ground before he walked forward in true royal horse style and then he picked up a smooth trot and then he moved to a canter. His movements were fluid and rhythmic, almost like he was dancing per sa. Soon Spirit moved into a gallop and it seemed like I was flying with him, it was truly the most amazing experience.


That was years ago that I meet Spirit. Now I'm older, about 19 and I have my own place closer to the mountains I found him in that day when he saved me. He had indeed chosen me for his 'knight' and now when I walked outside and whistle loudly he would always come trotting up to me in his true form and lay down for me. I never used any tack for him, he was much to good for that, and besides he was a smooth ride. Today was my birthday, and I couldn't wait to go out for a ride with him, but first I had to get through my day. Oh what a joy. I still have my bad luck, and today I know something bad is just going to happen.

[To be continued if I get him ^^ and probably revised a little as well x3. Although even if I don't get him..It was still fun to write <3]
Other Basics:
-*-Herd-*-
None - Loner/Bachelor Stallion
-*-Mate-*-
N/A
-*-Owner-*-
Spirit has no set owner
-*-Age-*-
Unkown - Guessed to be around 100+ years old - Immortal
-*-Species-*-
Horse - Equine
-*-Breed-*-
Unknown - Not known if he has a set breed
-*-Eye Color-*-
Light Grey-Blue
-*-Main Body Color-*-
Sleak Black - Undertone is Grey
-*-Markings-*-
His spots - Grey centers with Teal outline
-*-Main and Tail Color-*-
Black and Teal
-*-Hooves-*-
Top of hooves are black - Bottems are Teal
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.
Yes I do ^^

[Might continue to add more...if I can think of more stuff to add..]

[Faint]

Pet's ID Tag:
53

Image of pet


Name You'd Choose for It:
Sweet Delusion

Real Name / Nickname: Aspa


-------------------- The Basics --------------------

Gender:
Mare - Female

Breed:
Horse / Andalusian X Unknown

Age:
Preferably 10-12 Yrs

Previous Herd Position:
Scout


-------------------- Physical Appearance --------------------

Noticeable Traits: Azure, leopard-like markings that are spread symmetrically over all her body. Fluroescent azure highlights blended into the black mane / tail. Small Pink snip. Low set wavy tail and long mane. Illumine hooves and large deep blue eyes. To Take Note: The markings that spread all over the body resplendent in the dark. The black coat is supposed to act like a camouflage in the dark however at certain moments these markings may flash brightly. Some scientists have found there to be phosphorescence on the surface of the markings. Zoologists say that these markings supposingly act as a threat to predators. When the animal feels intimidated, the markings gleam sending out a very bright, hypnotizing light that temporarily confuse their predator.

Height: 15.2 hh

Physical Traits: Short broad back combined with a beautiful arched neck. A muscular and compact animal with powerful, broad hindquaters that allow the animal to move with big, lofty paces. Medium head with sharp, erect ears and large, oval eyes. Well rounded croups with massive chest.


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Personality:
Like much of her ancestors, Aspa has inherited much of the personality that a Andalusian would have. She is a very sensitive creature that is elegant and intelligent. She has a warm heart and loves spending time will foals. She rarely enjoys silences and hates seeing human creatures. She is outgoing, friendly and is a good friend to have. Smiley and thoughtful; she is never leaves her friends in time of need. She always speaks in mid-tone and is never argumentive. Though she is know to have a humourous side to her, she always speaks calmly and never quickly. Unlike many of the herd members she is not quick to react and likes to think through what to say.
There are certain times that she will act mischevious and naughty but this will never be in a evil way. Aspa is generally known as 'The Kind One.'


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Reason You Want It:
I have always been a lover of equines. I enjoy spending my time looking at them and marvelling what beauty and grace these creatures possess. Over the past few months I have been sitting observing on dA the characters that people create and bring to life. I have always been inspired to make my own characters that could one day be known to the public however due to my lack of digial skills and time I haven't been able to fulfill the dream of actually making my own Equine Herd. I find it very difficult to blow life into these ideas that spend all their time stuck in my head and therefore I am forever losing out on the sheer joy of writing; simply because I have no material to write about.

When I saw Lirrie's donation, I was suddenly overwhelmed with emotions. The simple markings, the combination of colours; I could feel my heart flutter. This character is a one-of-a-kind. I could write forever about wonderful she is. Every time I turn off the computer I dread the fact that I can't write about her, that I can't include her on my character thread. I feel very guilty that I love her so much. All my characters make one whole of me and Apsa is currently eating a huge chunk of my body right now.

Aspa really did blow my mind away and though I do have my own char thread; she will be placed on her own Equine Thread. I am sadly not born with a wild imagination or with the needed art skills but if this girl could join me on the quest to make my own herd, I could finally have a finishing result and I would be very thankful <3


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History/Background/Other:
(Please take note that there are two viewpoints, the first person of the horse and the third person of the journalist. When changing viewpoints there will be a sub-heading)


A cold, chilly breeze
Freshly Cut Grass
Four pairs of running hooves
Two Horses

I wish I was back there now.

That silent, sombre morning is a scene that is very difficult to forget. A light fog resting over the land, the sun shining like ever before. Everything covered in morning dew and the cirrostratus clouds hanging in the sky. The only sound that can be heard is that of thundering hooves.

Galloping, racing; adrenaline pumping in my head. Pushing myself to the limits. I know I have to win.
Legs aching, heart pumping. The sound of hooves beat against my eardrums and I never dared look back. Run, run. Those two words were ruthless and wouldn’t stop for a moment as they mercilessly banged against my mind. Nevertheless didn’t my reputation lie in the hands of those two words?
My tough legs hit against the softness of the ground although anxiety made me flounder. I felt exhausted but exchanged my canter for a tougher gallop, thrusting my head angrily forward and keep my neck low as air resistance played against me. I could feel my rival nearing me. I plunged lividly forward, my cranium moving rapidly presumptuously rearward as I increased my pace. I gazed silently to the side, glancing from the corner of my eye, I could see another shape subsequent and closing in on me. My piercing whinny came out softly but the figure moved even faster now gaining on me. I stretched my neck angrily, looking back. Just a few metres away, I could finally see her.

She stopped; breathed heavily. Neck hanging limply as she took deep breaths. She panted and exhaled, her chest rising quickly as she caught back her breath. The bay sapia coat cold with fresh sweat and the high withers shaking slightly. Short back and the narrow, sloping croup shining with sweat. The black exceedingly long mane lying on her back and the ripping, bulging muscles that enlargens her chest. Black socks on all feet and a distinguishable dorsal stripe. I snorted at her simply, shaking my head.
'Oh come on, it was just a mile. It looks like you were running away from wild dogs with the way you are panting.' I teased her gently, trying to stop myself from laughing at her. Her darting eyes gave me a cold look before she lifted her large head to face me.
'It wasn't a mile more like ten I say.' she frowned slightly.
'The herd knows you for your great stamina and strength and here you lost to moi!' I pranced like a little filly around her. It was terribly difficult not to feel proud however what would you do if you just won to someone who was known for their running skills?
'Why not if we make that a draw?' she pleaded, her eyes softening as she looked up at me. I glared at her for a moment as she retrieved her limp neck from in-between her legs. I had been the victim of mockery not long ago and I badly wanted to show that all the rumours that were once told about me were not true. The race was to prove how agile I really was, not how pitiful I was.
'No, don't you even think about it!'
She answered with a careless shrug and headed turned back to head to the herd. I sighed looking her. Miss Fiery Temperament was her name. I knew Barbs were always fiery and lively; but come on, they weren't proud were they? I followed her quietly, trying to think of something to say.
'Hey Lile. Look if you want to, just says its a draw, OK? Will that make you happy?' I asked her carefully. She seemed to be stuck in some-sort of trance. Just looking ahead as she went. But she suddenly stopped and turned to give me a smile.
'Yes, that will make me happy.'

Arriving back at the herd was a source of relievement. I loved the herd, the lead stallion his mate. Everyone in the herd. I always felt like if they were my family and that's why life was worth living because I had them. As we neared the herd, Lile said her goodbyes and trotted off to graze with her mate. I looked up at the sky to see the endless fields of blue above. Beautiful. I smiled shyly to myself, adoring the foals as they played around their mothers. I looked at the rest of the horses; some still sleeping quietly while others eating away. There was only one thing that seemed to be the difference between me and them. The Coat colour. I knew well that I could have been banished or worse just killed. Needless to say I could have been a corpse however I was taken pity on and was allowed to stay. The Lead Stallion said that I could stay only on one condition; I was not allowed to have a mate...

I was not born with these markings however as I grew, my appearance changed. I was born with a very deep black coat and certainly my mother's doubts increased over the years. My mane, tail, body was just changing. I never knew where these genes came from. My mother's purebred bloodline were all greys and bays. Where did this unusual black come from? I knew that only my father would be able to carry such genes but every time I tried to bring up the topic, I was silenced. I never knew my father but later I was told that my mother ran away with this strange, flirtious black bachelor stallion and later escaped pregnant with me. Strange or not?
Though my appearance gave me a hard start in life, my mother tried to make my life as heavenly as possible. She always tried to coax over me, telling me I was the same as everyone else. But when the restrictions were laid down; I didn't feel equal to the herd anymore. I knew well that I was different but how was I supposed to know that this would lighten up interest of the unearthly creatures known as humans?

Find Something!
My mind races, my heart beats away. I was nearly fired from my job. Just an inch and I would be flung out from my job. I panted slightly as I left the manager's office. I knew that he wanted some hot catchy topic but I wasn't the person for all of these gossip topics. Why couldn't I be given some interesting crime mysteries or something that would be interesting to write about?
Nonetheless arguing with him would only lead to more harm. I came back home tired and miserable and started on the search for interesting topics. I had one week to complete a topic worthy of reader's attention or I was toast. Might as well be toast I thought sighing. I pushed away the laptop, turning on the TV. One second of sheer joy; I knew well what I was looking for.

****

That very next morning I left for the hospital; hoping to get early. I had brought along with me, a notebook, pens and everything needed to record the information that would make me No.1 Millionaire. Boy didn't fate take a wrong turn...

****

Ever met mental people? If you saw what I was taking about; you would understand what I mean.
When finally led to a hospital room, I sat comfortably beside the patient to interview him. His facial expression was unreadable as he stared at nothing but ahead. He sat goggle-eyed, shaking his head this way and that and whispering something all the time. His lower lip hung limply as he spoke and his eyes fearful and weary.
'Hello, I am from the Daily Newspaper. My name is...' I looked at him wide-eyed, he never looked at me once as I presented myself in a orderly manner. Very rude really.
'I was wanting to talk about what you saw on the road before your car went crashing into a tree. You said early on that it was something huge and big...' I paused for a second, the patient regained his breath back; slowly tilting his head to look at me.
'It was huge. It was- it had blue markings like of a leopard. Spotted markings. Though all I could see was darkness and the spots.' He mumbled quietly as if about to cry. I tried to ask other related questions but still received the same answer; it had spots.
'Thanks very much,' I said and left the hopsital with a unenthusiastic sigh. He might have told me simply that he was under alcohol and that all these visions were simple hallucinations.
Spots; what animal has spots. Leopards, jaguars... But come on, they don't have blue spots do they?
I smirked quietly before packing for home

Where has my liberty gone?
I don't seem to remember what happened. First the screams of horses and then suddenly its a game for race for your life. I suddenly felt lost, everyone had run mad leaving me lost in the mess of hullaboo. I felt empty and puzzled to what was going on. And suddenly that yank on my neck and I was being dragged away to the cattle truck. I should have though twice that this was all thanks to humans.
Now all you can hear is the truck moving across terrains and rocks. The ceiling feels very low and I feel like I will be stuck in this confined space for the rest of my life. Stinky, dirty. No water or food. Nothing but the sound of the truck rumbling on. My health is detoriating and weakess is now the leading empire.

Three Days Laters
The truck stops, I am pulled out of this hell and finally into the light. But there is no pine forests or beautiful wilderness. No birds singing and no blue sky. The powerful sunlight is hurting my eyes but I could just tell that the old broken down factory with the surrounding overgrown grass. I can see humans around me, I can feel their hands around me. I hear soft muffling coming from out of the humans voices as they communicate with each other. I need to escape. Run, fly? What can I do?
All of a sudden I yank my head, half-rearing. Humans holding tight, me holding fast. And then thats when I make a leave for it...

All over the News?
The TV is blurring as I write my leaving response. Maybe my manager is right, maybe I am not fit to be a journalist. OK, finished I thought as I look on the TV Screen. The Newsreporter suddenly changes topic as I increase the volume.
'The hospital has already accepted over twenty people that share all same symptoms. People have escaped death by driving of the road because of a illusion that they all share. All the patients describe to having seen a four-legged creature that has bright blue spots over it-'
I suddenly smile and look at the desk with the leaving response. I certainly won't be needing that!
I stuff into my bag my camera and head out of the flat. It's time to go looking.

Escape?
It's days since I have seen my herd and hours since I have had anything to eat. I feel hungry and cold. The human civilsation is so complex, the source of transport varies tremendously and every inch of the city seems to be covered in some-sort of unearthly material. I know that only the woods are my only hide-out and now I feel like I have reached the border of the forest. I look up into the midnight sky hoping to see the northern star; but there is only the crescent moon sleeping quietly. I feel like crying. Lost and alone. What am I supposed to do now?
Unanticipatedly I turn carefully to see a human. I feel my strenght returning, I am ready to run and flee but I feel that I can't escape. Instead all I feel is the sheer curiosity breathing in my soul.

Sweet Delusion
I look at the creature thoughtfully for a moment, blue markings, irresistible looks? Absolutely correct. The moment I saw this creature I knew that this was something inhuman or something that has never been recorded in books. The markings and the elegance this horse possessed was speechless. I stood up from my crouching position.
'You are a delusion aren't you?' I asked quakingly, my whole body shaking. The creature softly turned to face me, snorting calmly with a happy grin on its face.
'A Sweet Delusion, you are.' I murmured gently.

Years Later
Everyone doesn't believe that I saw her, that I saw a legendary animal. They think its my day-dreaming that takes over me. That night I didn't feel like photographing her, I felt like I would be giving up my own child. That night I did all my best for her not to be detected. Every day I visit the forest where we met, the place we had seen eachother. Its very hard for me to have lost her and at nights I still dream about her but I know she is in a safer place then the city. She is out there somewhere, roaming the world.

Where am I now?
Life has changed me and now I am a loner, roaming the world for my herd. Years have past and now and there is still no traces of my herd. I never thought that I would ever experience such mournful silences in my life. I appear to everyone as the 'Sweet Delusion' and many do their best to avoid me. Lingering silence is killing me but I always hope that I can find Lile or at least someone from the herd.

Into my view comes
A horse with a bay sapia coat
Black Socks
A Distinguishable Dorsal Stripe
Let's hope its not a delusion...

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

Links to Breed Characteristics:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barb_%28horse%29
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andalusian_horse

[LittleStarWolf]

I updated mine to add a screenshot that someone else helped make for me since my computer won't do screenshots and I think I finally understand how to do a link so I added the link below.

[b]Pet's ID Tag: 41
Image of pet
Name You'd Choose for It: Nkemdilim - Means "let mine be mine" in Igbo. Nicknamed Mine or Nkem.
Gender: Male
Reason You Want It: He was one out of three characters I actually liked on the adoption site. He will be only the second character I have ever adopted instead of just creating. I don't usually adopt and I most likely won't in the future but something about him, I think it was the face, made me think of Mines. You know the ones in black and white stripes that mine things out. He is adorable but has that shy look to him like he grew up wanting to act and not knowing how.
History/Background/Other: Mine grew up in the circus at an early age. Both his parents were circus actors. Tokai was a flying trapeze artist while Sunrise was a typical funny but happy clown. Being born at the circus made Mine learned one of Tokai's favorite sayings "Always remember you are unique - just like everyone else." And although he was a shy child, he soon learned the art of mining through the art of not speaking in a way. He does speak though and when he does, its usually something deep or something like "Do you know the stars speak too?". Things like that, that only, he might understand or one who grew up in the circus too.
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it. I do understand!!

Buecherwurm permission is on Page 19, Fourth Post.
I do not have a way to screenshot the page or her pms there for her permission is on here. I have even tried to quote, but that is against the rules. I have also tried to link back to it, but I don't remember how to do that correctly, so I'm telling you the page her permission is on so you can see it.

http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=58&t=724959&p=18471813&hilit=LittelStarwolf#p18471813

[Papyrsatyr]

Please don't quote your form aside from reposting it from a previous round. Please edit one of the forms out.