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[horsy1050]

1) horsy1050
2) 2
6) Payment. How much coins you give? 31(2009 rare)

Name: Ezio (better spanish/italian name coming soon) Gender: Stallion (male)

Ezio was once a top dressage and showing class in his birth place of San Ginesio, Italy. After 5 years of successful showing his owner died leaving him to his eldest son. Like the rest of the horses at the stable he was sold and shipped to England where his owners flaunted his success. Though he was their pride they never showed him. He was just a pet, prize and a trophy of wealth. In a place he had never seen before. Two years later he was sold after the family had to down size. Due to the urgancy of the sale he was sent to auction where nobody knew his true value. (This is where I get him, but there is no way of saying this without sounding stuck up)
5) Keep it my private stables (It's a project I'm working on where I'm designing a stable then creating stories for each horse. It's mainly for CS so I can display my horse characters with more thought and detail). I don't role play so it's really for me to draw and entertain my imagination with. It might also spur me into learning how to draw dapple greys that look like dapple greys.

[Faint]

1) Name yourself Faint
2) Number of horse you want. 2
3) Story of this horse (Please excuse me for the length of this story, I just get carried away :3)

Panting, running; away from what?
Her feet barely touched the ground as she ran through the dark forest. The full moon, the heavy breeze and the darkness that danced around her and yet nothing kept her from stopping. Her stamina yet increased as she thought about the idea of being caught. Being low on strength wasn't helpful and the mare had to stop to a trot due to low energy.
Who kept running after her? Those strange voices and the unusual sounding footsteps that could be heard in the distance, just couldn't be hallucinations. It was real and it was all happening now.
Yet the most terrorizing question was why were they running after her? The pregnant mare breathed quickly as she ran through the recent events. Were they the two-legged? It was only a week ago when the wild mare showed any signs of interest to the humans, but that was just once.
The sounds of footsteps was getting closer and in the next second the mare was off her feet, flying for her life. She angrily bolted between the trees, only then starting to understand that this area was foreign to her. The need to return to her homeland was now becoming very significant because if one lost himself, then he would never find himself again. But what choice did this mare have?
A few steep hills and now everything blurring into total darkness, and suddenly that nasty fall... Her front leg suddenly slipping down through the mud and now all her weight making her fall down the hill. Crashing against something and then that deep silence...
Every colour smudged into itself, everything was hard to tell apart. Everything felt like hell, right at that moment. The equine shook her head, realizing that a bright light was entering the scene. Again the mare was trying to get to her legs, trying to escape. But her legs felt like blades and the weight upon her back didn't make life any easier. She dropped her head on the damp foliage, trying to get back to her senses; trying to realize the environment around her.

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Suddenly the mare could hear those strange unhorse voices and the petting on her muzzle.
'Was this the one you were talking about?'
'Look at her she is dead!'
'More like blind.'
'Look at those scars!'
'And you were saying she would cost us a fortune!'
The rabble carried on for a long time and the poor mare helplessly try to stand on her legs, hoping that she could still escape. It wasn't long before everything quieted down and again that soft sound of nature. The mare calmed down thinking that now she could leave this place, but wasn't she wrong.
She was tired, her hunches were still cold with sweat and nothing was giving her the chance to move. But suddenly that feel of someone's hand on her neck made her jolt back violently.
'Calm Down!' that celestial whisper sounding through her ears. She breathed quietly and returned back to her previous lying position. The mare could feel the stranger's hands move on her body, she was feeling discomfort but didn't do anything. What was this stranger's problem?
Her head was full with questions but there was nothing she could do or ask. She breathed suddenly, gasping a breath of air as she felt something prick her on her neck...
The next second she was sleeping only awaking to find herself in a tight looking box (from a horse's perspective), she snorted gently, already getting onto her legs. Those tied bandaged and the bitterness that was in her eyes, still something felt not right. The mare looked slowly at her stomach, something was wrong. Something was missing. Surely, it couldn't be?
Idiocy seized the mare and the frightened animal acted blindly, half-rearing and pushing with her weight against the walls. She could feel hushing voices from outside the box but she acted half-blindly make herself visible to any sign of life. She whinnied kicking the latch of her door madly. She pushed with her weight against the walls, only casting worser injuries to her body. Where was her foal? Where was her only offspring?
She could feel a strange force pulling on her head.
'Hush now.' again that soft heavenly whisper. The mare calmed down slowly before trying to find the source of the voice however again the colours were blurring into eachother. She jumped up suddenly, scared of what she was supposed to face right now. And again that soft voice.
'Calm down.'
The mare breathed out a wisp of air before gently trying to sniff out; where the voice had come from. She could sense, something strange. A human. There was the smell of horse dung on it and that very fresh smell of hay in it's hair.
'Good girl,' She could feel the human's hands gently rubbing her neck. The thought of her foal jolted her and suddenly raised her head letting out a mournful sound. There was another disappointed sigh from the human but still no answer.
A few quick breathes and the human started muttering under her breath.
'She is gone. OK?'
How was it OK? If you had lost your only child?
'It was that accident; that steep hill that made you fall...'
The horse backed away from the human, her eyes hot with tears. Surely it wasn't true? There was no more sign of open-friendship in the mare and the human silently left the box.

*****

After the loss of her foal, the mare had lost weight and nearly lost her life if it weren't for the human. She was named officially Casiphia after her gigantic loss and soon was starting to have a meaning in her life. The mare was taught dressage and though rather blind, she was becoming more and more popular with everyone else in the stable. She was an elegant mare and that is what would catch the eye of judges in the dressage competitions. Obedient and loyal to her master she soon learned the true meaning in life.

4) Name and gender of horse. Casiphia Mare
5) What will you do with this horse? Use her as my muse for my story writing
6) Payment. How much coins you give? 16 coins, but more if needed. (Might give a 2009 rare dog)

[tennisbutt]

I want №"2"
My bid : "20"

[VanWen]

2
25 eggs.

[tennisbutt]

I want №"2"
My bid : "30"

[VanWen]

1
15 eggs

[TheScamperPony]

*Squee*
Thanks so much for my kitties! 8DD

[Meulin Leijon]

1) Name yourself.nour06
2) Number of horse you want.3
3) Story of this horse. I was a star. The best in the barn. So why was I trapped in a place so violent? Shipped to another country. I am back now. Watch out. I will rain my terror on the world for such a violent place. Where horses walk in and say goodbye. Where the men and women cry for the younger of us and the ones with no problem. So why do we come if it only causes pain? Why would we go to a such a sad place. I am the one who has escaped. The one who wouldn't accept there fate. But I am back now to avenge my friend. The one who was gone and is waiting for me at the stairs of heaven. Not entering the gates until I am with her. But I cannot go yet. There is too much to live for. For my friend I am back to rain my terror. I cannot quit now. When I am better than ever. I feel no heart for the people who ruined me and the other horses probably sitting and waiting for me along with her wondering what I will do. But I will say now and here and this mess. I am here to destroy.
4) Name and gender of horse. Dark Hear- Female
5) What will you do with this horse? Put her in my character thread and order quiet a few pics of her.
6) Payment. How much coins you give? 17( I sent a trade)

[Crabbiey]

I want № 2
My bid : 35 eggs

[Aouviyelle]

1) Name yourself:
LegendaryWolf

2) Number of horse you want:
#2 =

3) Story of this horse:
Athena was a beautiful young horse that was born almost at the same time as her brother. She grew up on a farm with nice, loving owners who cared for her like she was their only child. Athena felt so safe with her owners and her family that she thought nothing bad would ever happen to her. But all that changed. As Athena was sleeping next to her mother and her brother, a big dark shadow cast over her and her brother. Athena woke up and tried to call to her mother but as soon as she tried, her mouth was covered in a big, thick cloth.
Athena was put to sleep by a thick, green looking gas. When she woke up, she was in a big stall able to fit at least three adult horses in it. The walls were as brown as dried blood and it was a little bit cold with at least a wave of warmth every once in a while. After a few minutes of being dizzy and barley able to see straight, a big, buff, old man with an apron on came in the room. He went over to Athena's stall and took a good look at her.

"Sorry girl. Gotta do it for the money." said the man.

He opened Athena's stall and when Athena tried to escape, he quickly grabbed her by the legs and pulled her up to his chest. Athena struggled to get loose but the man was too strong. Athena was close enough to him, that she could actually read his shirt logo: Mark's Slaughter House. Someone was watching Athena as she got taken away by the man. This lady got out her cell phone and called her shelter crew to come to the slaughter house.

The man got arrested along with the other workers and Athena went to the nice lady's shelter with little horses about her age. Athena has a wonderful stall to live in, food, and friends. Athena grew up in the shelter and today, the nice lady, named River cat, put her up for adoption.


4) Name and gender of horse:
Athena. Athena is a female and named after my favorite Greek goddess Athena.

5) What will you do with this horse:
I will use her as my character in my story and she will have her own herd in my story with all the other horses you gave me in this shelter. I would also like to put her in my signature with the others!

6) Payment. How much coins you give:
16 maybe 18 I will give a 2009 very rare MAYBE

ps: I sent you a PM River cat about the lines and my payment. Take as much time as you need to think about it.