╔═══════════════════════╗Personality
+ traits • Sweet | Artistic | Reflective
- traits • Prankster | Unpredictable | Cruel
full personality • This female has an artistic streak in her.
She is also a reflective female and keeps herself to
herself, mostly. She has a sweet but unpredictable nature.
Leaving some to think she is a bit of a psychopath, but she
is not. She isn't practically violent nor aggressive. But she
can be a bit unstable. She has a strong personality and is
strong willed but she can come across as a bit timid or shy,
just not on Halloween. Though these won't hold her down
because once she sets a target, she's determined to meet
it. On Halloween she has a totally different attitude, she
can be cruel, a bit of a prankster and all round annoying.
Halloween is her favourite time of the year. She loves
everything about it and just wants to have fun.
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Rank • High Ranking, 2nd?
Snow • She loves him but not in that way.
She loves to play tricks on this stallion and
annoy him in her own way. She never listens
to him nor does she care. She considers this
stallion as her friend.
Yukiyama • She's not sure about this mare
and finds her way to motherly, for her liking.
Sunset Beach • She hates this annoying mare and
stays far away from her.
╚═══════════════════════╝╔═══════════════════════╗Slots
1 • with mate, mine, foal
2 • with mate, mine, foal
3 • with mate, mine, foal
4 • with mate, _, foal
5 • with mate, _, foal
6 • with mate, _, foal
7 • closed, mine, foal
8 • closed, mine, foal
9 • closed, _, foal
10 •closed, _, foal
Breeding Notes
• Halloween Gypsies can not breed with each other,
but they can breed with non-halloween gypsies.
- Their spooky markings may not pass on fully, but
can have 'hints' of the markings.
- Please do not request to have half-spooky markings
on your foal, the artist may choose to do them or not.
- Can't breed with other overos.
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╔═══════════════════════╗The Basicsshow name • Shadows of the Night
barn name • Hertz
gender • mare
age • Unknown
artist • slit
adoption page • x ╚═══════════════════════╝╔═══════════════════════╗Apperance
coat colour • bay pangare minimal irregular overo
eye colour • red
irregular markings • irregular overo
height • unknown
breed • Hyrulian Gypsies
╚═══════════════════════╝╔═══════════════════════╗History
How Hertz met Snow:
Hertz trotted happily through the mist. The night was young and the
atmosphere cold and dark, just the way she liked it. Her companion
Dracula, who was a small bundle of black fluff with wings more so
than an actual vampire bat in which he was, swooped around her
head. There was enormous roar in which came from the clouds.
The small bat immediately hide behind Hertz's ear. The mare gave
a giggle and said, still giggling, "Oh Dracula it's
only a bit of thunder, it's not going to hurt you, but the lightning
might." She'd really scared the little bat now, he quiver
from behind her. The mare felt guilty and said softly "I'm sorry Drac
and don't worry your little wings off, no lightning will strike you
while I'm here." The mare smiled and gave the little
bat a playful nudge. The young bat then perched himself in the
middle of the mare's 2 ears.
Hertz continues her crescent moon and bat markings shimmer
in the moonlight, her dark bay coat blending her into her
surroundings. Her eyes the colour of crimson shone out
like a warning sign.
They been walking for a bit when the mare heard the
pounding of hooves. Inquisitively, the young mare treads
closer. Her hooves beating down on the crisp floor of the
graveyard. She noticed a glimpse of white. She tilts her head
before cautiously trotting up. She sees a blue roan leopard
stallion. She notices the stallion whip his head round, his ice
blue eyes not trusting. Hertz's crimson eyes glimmered. Trick
or Treat? That was what was going round this mare's head,
she practically wanted to trick the stallion. The mare calmly
said "Hello, I'm Hertz, what's your name."
The stallion was reluctant to give his
name but the mare kept on persisting.
He snorted calmly " My name's Snow."
Hertz smirked before saying, without thinking,
"Isn't that a mare's name?"
Then the stallion retorted back by stating "Isn't yours a stallion's?"
The mare snorted angrily, she didn't like being beaten at her own game.
"Ok then smarty, how about a race?"
The stallion not wanting to stay in the company of this mare too
long agreed. The mare smirked before lining up, side by side
with the stallion. Ok the rules are there
aren't any except you must follow the path I state."
She watched the stallion nod. "Good, well
ok then, we will start here, then run through the shadow
tree woods, next through the swamp of no return and then
over the hill of infinitive height. Before making it back here,
right ready?" The stallion laughed at the name's,
slightly, before saying calmly "Ok, ready, set, GO!!!"
Both competitors set off at the same pace. They drew
nearer and nearer to the "shadow tree' woods. Hertz
smiled as she navigated through with ease. As she
looked to her right she saw Snow in the distance.
Perfect she was going to win. Both horses dodged
and dived around trees. Snow had stumbled into
a few but still kept Hertz in sight. Hertz by now
had nearly reached the swamp. The mare smiled as
she looked behind for the 100th time. She then
tripped over and landed in the swamp. The mare
had gotten herself stuck and moved around wildly.
At that moment Snow had stopped, he had bumped
into Ghost, his beautiful white dire wolf companion. Ghost
had been helping Snow through the woods but had
gotten a thorn in his paw and Snow was trying to pull
it out delicately. The stallion had managed to get it
out and made it to the edge of the swamp. The
stallion was about to continue when he saw Hertz
stuck. He simply rolled his eyes before helping the
annoying mare out. The mare hung her head low
and mumbled "Thanks I was nearly
eaten by that rotten swamp." The stallion smiled before saying
"Well let the best horse win."
Both horses both reared up and took off.
Both the horses were neck and neck as they
galloped over the "infinite" hill. Ghost and
Dracula had run over to the finishing line and
were both holding a piece cloth or leaves they
had found, to make a flag. Dracula held his
vibrant red and orange autumn leaf high and
Ghost held a muddy cloth, which had once been
pale blue as speckles shone through the mud. The
two companions heard the pounding of thundering
hooves as the two cross the finish line.
The companions cheer and it's decided as a photo
finish. After that the group decided to frolic
around in the woods and playing small
pranks on others.
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dam • unknown
sire • unknown
siblings • none
mate • none, open
foals • none
friends • none, open
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