[maculata]

Username: vintage rose
Horse Name: Nala
Gender: Mare
Height: 15.4hh
Rarity: Uncommon
Tale:
It was a particularly chilly night in the barn. Within each stall horses of various breeds and sizes flicked their tails and ears nervously as the wind pressed against the walls outside. Without warning, the doors flew open and a tall man in a long black tunic, who's face was completely shaded aside from his eyes by a headscarf, bolted down the isle. He collected a handful of leads and quickly set to work picking horses and attaching the leads to their halters. When we stopped at Nala's stall, she backed away and brayed threateningly. The man seemingly unphased, grabbed her halter viciously and attached a lead. He pulled her out along with the others, and ran to where a horse-like figure stood in the moonlight. It seemed to have a tunic of its own, wrapped tightly to protect it against the sand. The wind was strong, and threw sand mercilessly into their bodies and eyes.

The man led them on, throughout the night and well into the next day. The wind kept strong, leaving scratches and sores all over the horses's bodies. Finally as the sun began to set, they came to a well with a watering troth. All of the horses ran to drink from it, disregarding the gritty sand as they gulped it down. Nala perked her ears as she heard the man unpacking his tent. He was mumbling something to his own horse while he pitched his tent and crawled inside. The other horses lay down helplessly, grouping together to break the wind slightly.

Hours later, Nala stood quietly and walked to where they were all tied. She examined the knot, and began pulling at it with her teeth. It didn't budge. She kept trying until finally, she managed to loosen it enough so that she could pull her own lead and the knot fell apart, leaving all of them free. She woke the rest, and nodded back towards the direction they had come.

Then, they ran. There was no way of knowing if they would find their way back home, but they had to try.

[sprig]

Username: vintage rose
Horse Name: Nala
Gender: Mare
Height: 15.4hh
Rarity: Uncommon
Tale:
It was a particularly chilly night in the barn. Within each stall horses of various breeds and sizes flicked their tails and ears nervously as the wind pressed against the walls outside. Without warning, the doors flew open and a tall man in a long black tunic, who's face was completely shaded aside from his eyes by a headscarf, bolted down the isle. He collected a handful of leads and quickly set to work picking horses and attaching the leads to their halters. When we stopped at Nala's stall, she backed away and brayed threateningly. The man seemingly unphased, grabbed her halter viciously and attached a lead. He pulled her out along with the others, and ran to where a horse-like figure stood in the moonlight. It seemed to have a tunic of its own, wrapped tightly to protect it against the sand. The wind was strong, and threw sand mercilessly into their bodies and eyes.

The man led them on, throughout the night and well into the next day. The wind kept strong, leaving scratches and sores all over the horses's bodies. Finally as the sun began to set, they came to a well with a watering troth. All of the horses ran to drink from it, disregarding the gritty sand as they gulped it down. Nala perked her ears as she heard the man unpacking his tent. He was mumbling something to his own horse while he pitched his tent and crawled inside. The other horses lay down helplessly, grouping together to break the wind slightly.

Hours later, Nala stood quietly and walked to where they were all tied. She examined the knot, and began pulling at it with her teeth. It didn't budge. She kept trying until finally, she managed to loosen it enough so that she could pull her own lead and the knot fell apart, leaving all of them free. She woke the rest, and nodded back towards the direction they had come.

Then, they ran. There was no way of knowing if they would find their way back home, but they had to try.

[Rescue2001]

Mark might try

[♤ᴄᴀʟʟ_ᴍᴇ_ᴍᴀᴘʟᴇsʜᴀᴅᴇ♤]

Username: I_Am_Garbage
Horse Name: Salvador
Gender: Stallion
Height: 15.4hh
Rarity: Uncommon
Tale: It was a hot evening. While Stephanie, and her precious horse, Salvador, rode on they saw a herd of Appaloosa Mustangs. Salvador was known as the only tamed Appaloosa Mustang, so Stephanie's father gave a lot of money for this horse. They came closer to the herd. The horses spotted them, and naturally ran away. Stephanie decided it's getting a little dark, so they returned to the barn.

At night, while other horses slept, only Salvador was up. He didn't look tired, he either didn't look like he doesn't want to sleep. It was very quiet in the barn. Then, Salvador spotted someone. A traveling merchant to be exact. He looked at Salvador, and realized he's that Appaloosa Mustang he has been searching for.

It was a chilly morning. The merchant knocked to Stephanie's house. Her father opened the door. Merchant asked, how much he wanted for the horse. Stephanie's father tried to tell him, that this horse is not for sale, and even if it was, he would sell him for lots of money, that even the merchant doesn't have. The merchant got more vicious and mad, so the door just closed and the merchant had to go away, but just before that, he took Salvador with him.

Another day passed. It was night. The merchant tied up his horses and other animals, but didn't tie up Salvador correctly. The horse started pulling the lead. Finally, he broke free.

Some say, he actually didn't break free and stayed with the merchant, some say, he died, some even say he returned home...
But right now, he's surely roaming free with other Desert Appaloosa Mustangs.

[maculata]

Username: vintage rose
Horse Name: Nala
Gender: Mare
Height: 15.4hh
Rarity: Uncommon
Tale:
It was a particularly chilly night in the barn. Within each stall horses of various breeds and sizes flicked their tails and ears nervously as the wind pressed against the walls outside. Without warning, the doors flew open and a tall man in a long black tunic, who's face was completely shaded aside from his eyes by a headscarf, bolted down the isle. He collected a handful of leads and quickly set to work picking horses and attaching the leads to their halters. When we stopped at Nala's stall, she backed away and brayed threateningly. The man seemingly unphased, grabbed her halter viciously and attached a lead. He pulled her out along with the others, and ran to where a horse-like figure stood in the moonlight. It seemed to have a tunic of its own, wrapped tightly to protect it against the sand. The wind was strong, and threw sand mercilessly into their bodies and eyes.

The man led them on, throughout the night and well into the next day. The wind kept strong, leaving scratches and sores all over the horses's bodies. Finally as the sun began to set, they came to a well with a watering troth. All of the horses ran to drink from it, disregarding the gritty sand as they gulped it down. Nala perked her ears as she heard the man unpacking his tent. He was mumbling something to his own horse while he pitched his tent and crawled inside. The other horses lay down helplessly, grouping together to break the wind slightly.

Hours later, Nala stood quietly and walked to where they were all tied. She examined the knot, and began pulling at it with her teeth. It didn't budge. She kept trying until finally, she managed to loosen it enough so that she could pull her own lead and the knot fell apart, leaving all of them free. She woke the rest, and nodded back towards the direction they had come.

Then, they ran. There was no way of knowing if they would find their way back home, but they had to try.

[sprig]

ahh thank you so much! I've wanted to get a DAM for years, so happy to finally get my hands on one <333