- ➢ Hey Medd, do you mind if I call you that? Anywho, are the appliers the one's choosing the height and age of the mare?
DamagedInsanity wrote:
➢ Hey Medd, do you mind if I call you that? Anywho, are the appliers the one's choosing the height and age of the mare?
unnessecary links wrote:Characters(old, LOL)
My SMWs(closed)
Flight Rising(idk why)
3k+ Chickens(active!)
unnessecary links wrote:Characters(old, LOL)
My SMWs(closed)
Flight Rising(idk why)
3k+ Chickens(active!)
PuppygirlWillow wrote:
Name;; Mahalia
Age;; 8
Gender;; Mare
Sire;; Foundation
Dam;; Foundation
Herd;; Gahana Jund
Height;; 16.1hh
Rank;; Mid-Ranking
Coat Color;; Pearl Buckskin
Genotype;; -
Eye Color;; Ruby
Breeding notes;; -
Bead Minerals;; Red-Stained Clay
Mahalia ran.
As she raced across the steppes, the fire of life and the enthusiasm of living overtook her, and she pulled up right on the edge of one of the cliffs, rearing up and shouting her joy to the world. A fierce and beautiful sound- a powerful mare in her prime!
After a moment to peer below her into the valley, side heaving, sweat dripping down her legs, the red tinted equine started racing again, taking off with as much speed as with which she had stopped. The sun behind her shone through her mane and tail, making the colour in them glow like a fresh red rose on a clear spring day, almost luminescent.
The dust rose from the ground as she went, creating great clouds that marked the sky, dusty tendrils on a bright blue day.
And still, Mahalia ran.
On the other side of the valley, where the trail looped back up towards the lookout platform, the coloured mare stopped once more as movement from where she just came caught her eye. Someone had been following her! Stock still, one leg raised as though ready to fly away, she watched as the stranger approached, a handsome young stallion, perhaps six or seven years old, with a coat the color of ebony, and a white star that dazzled in the bright light that enveloped the world.
Without a word, the stallion began his prancing, dancing walk, his quivering nose stretched out as if to say 'You are beautiful, and I am yours'. With a small whinny of excitement and a flurry of movement, as if the closeness of the male had been too much, she was gone again, galloping back along the trail the way she had come, perhaps not as fast as she had been going before. The clattering of hooves on rock behind her, frantic, indicated that he had followed, and Mahalia tried not to grin. Perfect.
Leading the other horse adance, playing hide and seek in the trees in the valley, the two lovers met, and Mahalia stopped running.
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unnessecary links wrote:Characters(old, LOL)
My SMWs(closed)
Flight Rising(idk why)
3k+ Chickens(active!)
Meddled. wrote:PuppygirlWillow wrote:
Name;; Mahalia
Age;; 8
Gender;; Mare
Sire;; Foundation
Dam;; Foundation
Herd;; Gahana Jund
Height;; 16.1hh
Rank;; Mid-Ranking
Coat Color;; Pearl Buckskin
Genotype;; -
Eye Color;; Ruby
Breeding notes;; -
Bead Minerals;; Red-Stained Clay
Mahalia ran.
As she raced across the steppes, the fire of life and the enthusiasm of living overtook her, and she pulled up right on the edge of one of the cliffs, rearing up and shouting her joy to the world. A fierce and beautiful sound- a powerful mare in her prime!
After a moment to peer below her into the valley, side heaving, sweat dripping down her legs, the red tinted equine started racing again, taking off with as much speed as with which she had stopped. The sun behind her shone through her mane and tail, making the colour in them glow like a fresh red rose on a clear spring day, almost luminescent.
The dust rose from the ground as she went, creating great clouds that marked the sky, dusty tendrils on a bright blue day.
And still, Mahalia ran.
On the other side of the valley, where the trail looped back up towards the lookout platform, the coloured mare stopped once more as movement from where she just came caught her eye. Someone had been following her! Stock still, one leg raised as though ready to fly away, she watched as the stranger approached, a handsome young stallion, perhaps six or seven years old, with a coat the color of ebony, and a white star that dazzled in the bright light that enveloped the world.
Without a word, the stallion began his prancing, dancing walk, his quivering nose stretched out as if to say 'You are beautiful, and I am yours'. With a small whinny of excitement and a flurry of movement, as if the closeness of the male had been too much, she was gone again, galloping back along the trail the way she had come, perhaps not as fast as she had been going before. The clattering of hooves on rock behind her, frantic, indicated that he had followed, and Mahalia tried not to grin. Perfect.
Leading the other horse adance, playing hide and seek in the trees in the valley, the two lovers met, and Mahalia stopped running.
✿ ✿ ✿
After much consideration, I would like to award the anniversary adopt to PuppygirlWillow! I felt your form had a beautiful, full circle poetry to it, and I kept thinking back to it! Such a cute story!
However, I still want to reward DamagedInsanity for almost stumping me, thus - I will allow you to claim one of the upcoming Halloween adopts! You will not be allowed to see them beforehand, but I'll give you their number and theme. Just PM me and I'll send you what I have so far!
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