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Intake Report: Crop Scarring On Sides | Whip Scarring On Right Knee | Soring Scars On Back Feet
"This sweet hearted queen gave the staff a bit of a scare upon arrival. The poor darling was in such pain standing that they flopped right over, nearly crushing several of the handlers. It took quite a few shots of sedation and pain medications to get them back up and moving so that the veterinary staff could really get a good look at what was wrong. The normal tell-tale signs of being a racer were there, shown in the trade mark v-shaped scars on the queen's flank left behind by illegal racing crops, but there was more to their story. Upon inspecting their back feet, the vet team came to the conclusion that the Skepluvi was likely used as a 'crowd starter'. Crowd starters were the flashy and docile Skepluvi that were paraded around a racing track in front of the crowds, usually sporting fancy gear or costumes, and made to do little tricks and clownish acts to get the crowd excited. Unfortunately for these Skepluvi, they had to suffer through a common method called soring to get those 'beautiful' trots and high steps that everyone loved watching so much. Soring in Skepluvi's is quite similar to soring done to horses; it's the cruel process of strapping foot covers to their feet, adhering the inside of it to their heel with chemicals that burns the skin, and hammering nails through the bottoms of the foot covers into their claws to keep it in place. The pain in their feet keeps them stepping around with high-knees and widely exaggerated gaits, which to the cheering crowd looked like they were walking on air and prancing about with elegance. The process had been made illegal decades ago, and thankfully was less often seen, but this Skepluvi was obviously not so fortunate. Though their attitude is very positive and they seem quite lovable, they do go wild whenever anyone attempts to touch their feet, assumably due to the trauma they've endured over the years. The staff believes that if the queen's new caretaker is able to properly gain their trust, then they will be able to handle their feet easier, allowing the veterinary staff to start working on proper physical therapy as well as designing some ankle braces that should help with the day-to-day pain. If their new handler can't gain the trust of this poor Skepluvi, their future looks very grim.. So it's all up to you now - will you help this darling?"
[Once tamed, this Skepluvi will be given specialized items.]

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Owner: minifun990
Name: Vanya
Sex: Queen/DFAB
Gender: Female She/Her
Genotype: English Spot Purple Brindle
Phenotype: ENG
Rarity: Uncommon
Tacked: -Yes-

[minifun990]

Username:minifun990
Name:Vanya
Gender:Female
Prompt:She was a beautiful creature.She was well groomed, white fur glistening and her tail spikes polished. Her fur was luxurious colours, shades of violet, amethyst, and indigo once reserved for royalty, yet her eyes held none of the haughtiness that came with wealth.

If you didn't look closely, Renea thought, you could believe she was loved at that dreadful place.

However, with a closer glance at the luxurious creature, that image fell to shambles. What haughtiness and pride that could've been there had been squashed early on in her life, her body littered with scars that caused Renea’s hands to tighten into fists before she released them in an effort to sustain her gentle posture.

Ranea stepped forwards quietly, her head facing a different direction as if indifferent, as if she had no interest in the Skepluvi in an effort to let her feel more calm. She placed the diced cucumbers in a raised feeder still not facing in the direction of the Skepluvi, only peeking at her through her peripherals. Vanya, she decided, that would be this beautiful creatures name.

To her surprise Vanya stepped forward almost immediately, taking the cucumber pieces in one of her claws and nibbling at it. However those steps caused Renea to take a sharp intake of breath, close her eyes and remind herself that those absolutely awful, completely despicable people were getting what they deserved.

Those steps of the precious Skepluvi were unnatural. Each reached far higher than it should and only landed shortly on the smooth river stones and many layers of soft hay of her enclosure. She literally walked as if on hot coals. The vets had described it to her as she signed and accepted the mostly drugged creature. But this was so so much worse to see in person.

Ranea made it her mission that day to do more than just fix this Skeluvis temporarily problems. She was going to be the dependable friend/owner that her overly trusting nature was begging for. And so began a change in routine, Ranea ate with Vanya, did her work in the same room and listened to music with her. She was especially delighted to notice how much more relaxed violin music made her, though she noted her fear of drum-heavy music and avoided it. Every day she moved closer, first in the same room, next on a chair within reach of her inside sheltered stall. Then contact, and suddenly Ranea wouldn't be allowed peace unless Vanya got a chin scratch first. One time she got so into the petting that she unleashed a volley of saliva, Renea laughed, but Vanya had immediately backed away, about to run out into her sandy field in a very submissive posture. Her head and tail were down, and she was making a keening noise. Slowly Ranea sunk down too, in an effort to show Vanya she was no harm, already guessing shed been punished for inelegant displays before. She offered a small unspiked cactus as a peace offering, and to Ranea’s extreme delight Vanya took it and slowly perked up. She perked up even more as Ranea resumed her petting, muttering sweet nothings. She wasn't going to quash her natural ungainliness like others had tried before.

There was only one last thing to gain Vanya's trust in. Her feet. The first time Ranea had attempted to interact with Vanya's feet she had gotten a near swipe from her tail. The second she was hissed at with buck teeth close to her face. The third time it was just a hiss and aggressive posture. But from the normally docile Skepluvi to a trusted friend this was a huge warning. Nevertheless, with the threat of infection or worse scarring Ranea persevered. She used as many associations as she could think of. She used soothing music, petting, and of course occasional treats to show Vanya that going near her feet didn't always mean bad things were coming.

Eventually it paid off, another day of listening to violens, giving up her home grown strawberries and Vanya volunteered her own foot. Her body was tense in waiting but it was enough. She was on the road to healing.

[minifun990]

All done, stayed up late to do this as procrastination for work and ended up writing 700 words but hey, it was fun

[ShadyBro]

Username:minifun990
Name:Vanya
Gender:Female
Prompt:She was a beautiful creature.She was well groomed, white fur glistening and her tail spikes polished. Her fur was luxurious colours, shades of violet, amethyst, and indigo once reserved for royalty, yet her eyes held none of the haughtiness that came with wealth.

If you didn't look closely, Renea thought, you could believe she was loved at that dreadful place.

However, with a closer glance at the luxurious creature, that image fell to shambles. What haughtiness and pride that could've been there had been squashed early on in her life, her body littered with scars that caused Renea’s hands to tighten into fists before she released them in an effort to sustain her gentle posture.

Ranea stepped forwards quietly, her head facing a different direction as if indifferent, as if she had no interest in the Skepluvi in an effort to let her feel more calm. She placed the diced cucumbers in a raised feeder still not facing in the direction of the Skepluvi, only peeking at her through her peripherals. Vanya, she decided, that would be this beautiful creatures name.

To her surprise Vanya stepped forward almost immediately, taking the cucumber pieces in one of her claws and nibbling at it. However those steps caused Renea to take a sharp intake of breath, close her eyes and remind herself that those absolutely awful, completely despicable people were getting what they deserved.

Those steps of the precious Skepluvi were unnatural. Each reached far higher than it should and only landed shortly on the smooth river stones and many layers of soft hay of her enclosure. She literally walked as if on hot coals. The vets had described it to her as she signed and accepted the mostly drugged creature. But this was so so much worse to see in person.

Ranea made it her mission that day to do more than just fix this Skeluvis temporarily problems. She was going to be the dependable friend/owner that her overly trusting nature was begging for. And so began a change in routine, Ranea ate with Vanya, did her work in the same room and listened to music with her. She was especially delighted to notice how much more relaxed violin music made her, though she noted her fear of drum-heavy music and avoided it. Every day she moved closer, first in the same room, next on a chair within reach of her inside sheltered stall. Then contact, and suddenly Ranea wouldn't be allowed peace unless Vanya got a chin scratch first. One time she got so into the petting that she unleashed a volley of saliva, Renea laughed, but Vanya had immediately backed away, about to run out into her sandy field in a very submissive posture. Her head and tail were down, and she was making a keening noise. Slowly Ranea sunk down too, in an effort to show Vanya she was no harm, already guessing shed been punished for inelegant displays before. She offered a small unspiked cactus as a peace offering, and to Ranea’s extreme delight Vanya took it and slowly perked up. She perked up even more as Ranea resumed her petting, muttering sweet nothings. She wasn't going to quash her natural ungainliness like others had tried before.

There was only one last thing to gain Vanya's trust in. Her feet. The first time Ranea had attempted to interact with Vanya's feet she had gotten a near swipe from her tail. The second she was hissed at with buck teeth close to her face. The third time it was just a hiss and aggressive posture. But from the normally docile Skepluvi to a trusted friend this was a huge warning. Nevertheless, with the threat of infection or worse scarring Ranea persevered. She used as many associations as she could think of. She used soothing music, petting, and of course occasional treats to show Vanya that going near her feet didn't always mean bad things were coming.

Eventually it paid off, another day of listening to violens, giving up her home grown strawberries and Vanya volunteered her own foot. Her body was tense in waiting but it was enough. She was on the road to healing.

-Task Complete!-

Great job! You can post your tack request form for picking desired colors whenever youd like c:

[minifun990]

Username: minifun990
Skepluvi Name: Vanya
Which Prompt Have You Completed?: Rescue Event
- Desired Tack Colors/Designs - I have no clue, mostly just what you think will look good
Saddle Color: White
Saddle Pad Color: Lilac purple
Bridle Color: Whitw
Muzzle Color: Lilac
Blanket Color: Grey
Metal Color: Silver

[ShadyBro]

Username: minifun990
Skepluvi Name: Vanya
Which Prompt Have You Completed?: Rescue Event
- Desired Tack Colors/Designs - I have no clue, mostly just what you think will look good
Saddle Color: White
Saddle Pad Color: Lilac purple
Bridle Color: Whitw
Muzzle Color: Lilac
Blanket Color: Grey
Metal Color: Silver