[northy.]

O w n e r :
ryan ross.
S h o w N a m e :
Violet Velocity
B a r n N a m e :
Xena
G e n d e r :
Mare
A g e :
4 years old.
H e i g h t :
16.2hh
H a l t e r C o l o r :
Royal Purple
P e a r l C o l o r ( h a l t e r ) :
Grey / Silver
F r i e n d s ? o r E n e m i e s ? :
Xena is generally a shy horse who will only become friends with horses who approach her first which is just the case with Jet. He makes her feel worthey of her place on the yard and she finds his presence relaxing, maybe its something to do with his calming blue eyes. Jet is Xena's only friend of her species but that doesn't mean she is enemies with other khimairas, it just means she keeps her distance and have few friends, and many acquaintances. She is however, friends with several birds one of which is a sparrow. they may not understand each other but they get along. The sparrow likes to pluck twigs and bits of mud out of Xena's mane and coat and in return Xena brings the little bird bits of her feed. As for the other birds, they keep her company when Jet or the little sparrow are not around, she licks to fall alseep under the oak tree in the main pasture as the sing a beautiful song. She does however have one enemy, and that is a certain rat that is always in her stall and spooking her. She knows it is the same rat because of the white mark on it's back. She could never purposefully hurt it but one day she is bound to accidentally kick it, but she tries not to because she wouldn't want to harm any living thing. She gets along with most humans as the ones she knows have the patience to build a bond with her but she is no school pony and will only let well known humans on her back. (word count 277)

[muffy]

Owner: muffy
Show Name: Prancin Darlin
Barn Name: Dream
Gender: Mare
Age: 4years
Height: 17hh
Halter Color: Deep purple
Pearl Color (halter): silver
Friends? or Enemies?: Dreams best friend is a little Boston Terrier named Bean. Bean has a spunky happy go lucky attitude that always cheers Dream up. Bean is muffy's barn mate and brings her everywhere. Dream loves to see her best friend and will whip a high pitch whinny when she sees her. Dream likes to pretend that she's just as small as Bean and pretends she's a lap horse. Dream likes to fall asleep in the lap of her owner with little Bean by her side. Another reason Dream loves Bean so much is they have such similar markings and she likes to think that they're sisters. So funny!!

Bean is actually my boston terrier in real life and she is my baby, she loves anyone and everyone and is a very happy spirit. She is my best friend. I love her so much and she would be a perfect match for Dream if she was a real life Friesian!

[iShame]

Owner: iShame
Show Name: Misty Skies
Barn Name: Myra
Gender: Mare
Age: 5
Height: 14.3
Halter Color: Pale Blue
Pearl Color (halter): Greyish?
Friends? or Enemies?: Myra isn't exactly close with Des. It all started the day she watched the speckled stallion almost barrel off of the small trailer; too excited to listen to the woman tugging on his lead. From how he acted, it was hard to believe that the young stallion was actually four; he acted like such a colt. She watched with interest how the other humans acted as if he was such an amazing Khimaira, oh-ing and ah-ing over the white and grey marks on his coat. Then it was time for her first words with the, as she would now call him, colt. Their first meeting didn't go to plan, the nippy stallion trying to be friendly in his own way only irked the young mare; resulting in a rather loud squealing match. Though they share neighboring pastures; Myra dislikes the big black stallion. His nosey demeanor bugs her down to the tip of her tail, and how loud he is when in their facing stalls whenever the humans come through; constantly bugging them for treats and attention. Hes a total show-hog, and Myra truly dislikes him for it. Myra spends most of her time facing away from the stallion; swatting her tail whenever he tries to speak to her, and Des continues to chat away as usual.However; Des looks at her as his best friend, and nothing would ever replace her. Its a true Love-Hate relationship.

[northy.]

since the competition closes today I just want to wish everyone good luck

[song&storm]

closed for judging <3

[song&storm]

Owner: Schainukan

Show Name: Reverse Orchid

Barn Name: Esmé

Gender: Mare

Age: 5 years

Height: 16.3 hh

Halter Color: Violet

Pearl Color (halter): Purple

Friends? or Enemies?
Esmé, this is me, the name my parents gave me upon birth. Esteem, is the meaning it holds and esteemed I sure am. Since I was born, I was treated with respect. Everyone in my herd knew me and the rank I had. My herd was a famous one, which holds a royal blood line within. And it was me, that inherited this valuable blood.
And yet, there was a certain Khim that couldn't care less about my herd, about my regalness, about me. Rumor has it, he's the king of Khimairas, the one that bears the name Zeth.

Right now, my herd is in the progress of our seasonal move from the land we live in during fall and winter, to the place we go to once spring hits and summer ends. On occasions I was allowed to go for a walk, however, only with two guardians to tag along to watch and protect me if needed.
There wasn't a case once which applied to this. Under no circumstances was I allowed to leave sight or stray from the paths.
You can bet, I did exactly this. Do you even know how boring it is to be followed around by two doofus of Khims and constantly stared at like a creep? It's hell, I tell you. Besides, it was fun teasing them and seeing them all flustered.
This time, a warrior accompanied me. Thus, it was harder to run off but I managed nevertheless. I found myself in a thick green forest, birds chirping above me and a breeze of wind made the leaves rustle. I've been walking for a while and kept scanning my surroundings, but frankly, I am lost.

It was then, that I heard movement nearby coming from the undergrowth. My harks twitched and I turned around to face whoever it may be. "Come out, I know you're there!" I nickered, my orbs fixed on the frame that stood tall in front of me. A mainly white stallion appeared. "To be honest, it's the other way around. I knew some intruder strayed around here the moment you entered the forest. I have just merely observed your behavior." The Khimaira spoke in a deep voice. I shook my mane in disbelieve, "Some intruder?! Do you even know who I am?" I replied hasty. The stallion let out a yawn before looking down at me. "Nope, no clue. Why would I? Should I?" He answered calmly, disinterested. "I can't believe it! I am Reverse Orchid, third of my name, of the famous royal bloodline, princess Esmé!" I neighed in distress, stomping my foot on the ground. "Ah. I might have heard of you. To be exact, now that I take a closer look at you, you do have the rumored reverse coat. Still, I don't really care." The primary white Khim said as he glanced upon Esmé. "H-Hey! Who do you even--?!" I started up, just to be silenced. "Hold your breath, young filly. I am Zeth. If you truly are as regal as you claim, you should know me just by hearing my name. And you surely know what this means, do you, lass?" His red eyes staring down at me, almost staring into my soul. I pinned my ears back as I glared at him hard. Then Zeth took a step forward, "Anyways, you, oh royal princess, are trespassing. This is my territory. However, I know for a fact that you, my dear, are lost." He spoke, his lips curved in a slight grin. He's taunting me, I can't believe his arrogance, even for a seemingly king. I thought as I pulled my own lips back in displeasure. "And you honestly think you know-it-all, do you? What if I told you I am willingly stepping upon your land?" I told, smirking. "Don't get sassy on me!" The stallion nickered and yanked on my bicolored mane with his muzzle. "Ow, what are you doing, that hurts!" I exclaimed loudly as I stepped back. "You should know your place, youngling. Now tell me, why do you happen to be here?" His voice threatening all of a sudden. "..... I'm lost." I mumbled as I hung my head. "What was that? You were so quiet, I couldn't hear you right. Repeat." Zeth demanded. "You were right, I am lost, okay! Do you feel satisfied now?!" I yelled annoyed, my pride being crushed by his dominance. "See, that wasn't that hard, was it? And to answer your question, a little." The Khim sneered at her. "A**hole." I was too angered to hold back a nasty comment. However, I regretted opening my mouth the moment I said it. "Careful with your words, filly or you'll experience something far more hurtful than just that earlier." Zeth's orbs showing his seriousness, his demeanor nothing but dominant. A dominance even I had to admit and act upon.
Suddenly, I heard hoofbeats hitting against the rough forest ground and moments later my escort arrived. "Princess Emsé, here you have been! We were looking for you all over the place!! You know you can't just stroll off like that! Your parents have been so worried for your sake!" The warrior voiced exhausted and in uproar. "I am fine. I've just chatted with this big boy here." I spoke lightly with a fake smile, feeling the disapproving glaze of Zeth on me. It was then that the warrior's attention got pulled to the white stallion. "L-Lord Zeth!" He exclaimed and bowed his head in a rush, flashing the guard a glance upon he as well bowed down. "Rise. Take this gal home to where she belongs." The king of Khimairas said as he hinted to me. "Y-Yes, as you wish, my lord!" They nodded hastily and nudged me forwards to follow them back. As we were several hoofsteps away, I looked back to see him watch us. Childishly, I stuck my tongue out with a grin before turning back and prancing off.
The Khim let out a long sigh, "She has something on her, that I dislike." Zeth murmured, but oddly enough, a smile graced his muzzle as he shook his head.

Congrats Schainukan!
Thank you for your patience!
Everyone's stories were awesome and I enjoyed reading them <3

[Schainukan]

Eep, thank you a bunch, rey! =D
I adore Esmé a lot. ^-^
(Isn't that the male halter?)
(Not that I mind. XD)