[acadicus]

Route Two of the Hawthorn Hooves Stable Event
You were up before the dawn, but you weren’t the only one, and, as the sun rose its sleepy head into the sky, the Search and Rescue group were ready to head out again. The group stumbled across - or, more accurately, into - a small creek, and, even more exciting, the tell-tale hoofprints in the thick mud.

Following the creek led you all to a small oasis, and, relaxing in the cool midday sun, some dozing, some sipping from the water, others just sitting, the second group of horses.

This is a Route Two horse! Remember you must first enter in the Route Two prompt before you enter for any horses listed as route one. You may only win two horses per route, excluding the horses listed as "Special," of which you may only win one total.

Upon being found, this horse immediately stuck to one of the horses from the search and rescue party; who was this horse?

Owner: ♔Voltaire♔
Show Name: In My Favor
Barn Name: Juliette
Gender: Mare
Age: 5 years
Height: 16.3hh
Eye Color: Deep Brown
Phenotype: Blue Roan Tobiano Minimal Snowcap Pintaloosa w/ Belton Spots
Genotype: Ee/aa/RnRn/LpLp/Toto
Mane Type: Trimmed
Discipline: Mounted Archery
Halter: Champagne w/ silver buckles
Breeding Info:
-Will always produce roan foals
-Will always produce appaloosa foals
Edit List: Perked ears, long tail, tongue

[Lex.]

Username;; Lex.
Show Name: My One True Love
Barn Name: Juliet
Gender: Mare
Age: 4 yrs
Height: 16.4hh
Halter: The purple that you used in the available text!
Discipline: Reining
Competition:

Juliet was head over heels for him as soon as they met. Chevreuil had saved her in the midst of horrible snowy weather. Who knows what beasts were just waiting for her to turn into an icicle?

Chevreuil lead the search party back to the barn after finding her. He insisted that the rest of the party go back and continue to search while he comforted Juliet. He stayed with Juliet, getting her nice and warm, feeding her some nice treats, and even helping tend to a would she couldn't reach on her back. Juliet thanked him profusely, and Chevreuil insisted he was just doing his job, but no matter what he did, Juliet just watched in awe.

An hour had passed, and two more horses had been rescued. Chevreuil apologized, and excused himself to go continue helping. Juliet desperately begged to tag along, and maybe get to see more of his valiant work, but Chevreuil insisted she stay and rest for now, promising to take her out to search once she was better. Hearing that, she dashed off to her stall intent to make a speedy recovery.

[DigitalLinx]

Username;; DVTProject
Show Name: Curiosity Killed The Cat
Barn Name: Kat
Gender: Mare
Age: 10yrs
Height: 17.2hh
Halter: Your choice
Discipline:
Competition: Kat trotted happily beside the younger stallion. Why did she choose him? Well, he looked pretty interesting, like nothing she'd ever seen. "Sooo" Kat hummed, looking towards the stallion. "What's your name?" She asked, getting a slightly annoyed look from him. "Saturn," He mumbled, facing the path again. "Sooo Saturn, why do you look so weird?" Kat went straight to the point, shocking Saturn a bit. "Excuse me what?" He said wide eye. "Why do you look weird, I've never met a horse that looks like you," She repeated, accidentally smacking him with her tail. "First of all, I look fine. Second of all, you don't need to know that," Saturn snapped, facing the path once more.

Kat rolled her eyes and decided to listen in on the humans' conversation.

"Whoah what a handsome guy, I've never seen anything like him," A nearby rider said towards Saturn's rider, who was busy typing something on her phone. "Hm? Oh yeah, Saturn's unique alright. We think something went wrong with his genetics and he became an impossible coat color." She said, patting Saturn's neck. "Really? Well, what is he?" They asked excitedly. "He's a Blue Roan Dun, based on his genes, he's supposed to be a Grullo Roan," His rider explained.

Kat said a bit too loudly, "THAT's why you're weird!"

Saturn huffed, giving her a swift kick to the leg. Kat stayed quiet after that.

[Wildwarriorpaws]

[b]Username; Wildwarriorpaws
[b]Show Name: Wind Whisper
[b]Barn Name: Whispering Willow
[b]Gender: Mare
[b]Age: 1 year old
[b]Height: you choose!
[b]Halter: Light Green
[b]Discipline: Reining
[b]Competition: None

[♔Voltaire♔]

Username;;♔Voltaire♔
Show Name: In My Favor
Barn Name: Juliette
Gender: Mare
Age: 5
Height: 16.3hh
Halter: (#F7E7CE) with silver buckles!
Discipline: Mounted Archery
Competition:
I had been one of the many who had been apart of the accident, the trailer now destroyed and abandoned on the roadside. I cannot recall how I had escaped, the adrenaline in my veins clouding my perception. I could barely hear the screams and frantic chatter of the other around me, the thrumming of my heart echoing in my ears as I rushed after a small group ahead of me. I cannot recall how long we ran for, but I can only remember how my lungs splintered with pain, the cold air surrounding us making unbearable to breathe.

We were luckily able to find a small pond; luckily only semi-frozen over, and it was nice to be able to rest. Everyone was quite worried- how would we get home? What would happen to us now? That was, until a group of individuals showed up, claiming they were a search and rescue party. Half of me was relieved at the prospect of going home, however it seemed quite farfetched that anyone could have wanted to go out of their way to save us. Among the party were a few horses, who had taken their time in introducing themselves and explaining the situation to us kindly, offering to take us back to their stables to start a new life. I had been hesitant; many of the horses involved were kind, of course, but none of them had made me feel as safe as he did.

He was standing by a group of mares who I had grown up with, laughing shyly as the ladies sent him coquettish looks and soft giggles. He seemed quite out of his element, and by the harness strapped around his muscular build, I could tell he was there to help with any obstacles that may have hindered the search party's progress. He caught me looking out of the corner of his eye, sending me a soft smile, and my heart leapt out of my chest.

After the other girls had gone, I had approached him, immediately feeling drawn to his natural charisma and genuine kindness. They way he spoke about his home had me riveted, his eyes shining with pride and happiness as he talked about the fields and his friends. I couldn't help but feel envious of the horses who got to speak to him every day, and wished I could be apart of it.

[LemonBunny]

Username;; LemonBunny
Show Name: Polar North's Blue Spruce And Lavender
Barn Name: Laila
Gender: Mare
Age: 1 Year
Height: 16hh
Halter: Silvery white with silver hardware please!
Discipline: Western Reigning
Competition: The moment she saw her, she felt at ease, something about the energy of this mare put her worries to rest and made her feel like finally- Finally someone was coming to help her.

She thought her to be some kind of an angel at first or that the cold had made her hallucinate a horse and rider, but when she felt the mare accidentally bump into her as she rode alongside the frightened mare, she knew she was real.

A Rope lead was slipped over her head, something she had felt once or twice before, and while it always caught her a little bit off guard, the mare gave her a knowing glance that made her feel like she and her rider were going to lead her to safety.

Which is exactly what they did.

When she saw the edge of the creek leading back to the stables, it felt like all of the weight in her spotted legs was gone and she wanted to take off, to run to what she knew was safe and warm, but at the same time, she didn't want to leave this new comrade behind.

She signaled her to pick up the pace a little.

Hey! She was cold!

The mare took the hint and picked up a little bit of pace, but her rider didn't seem to mind.

When they got back to the stables, the kind blue haired person let them both take a rest and have some food and drink in the warm barn.

That's where she learned the other horse was called Everest, was born on something called christmas eve and was another Euphorian.

Polar North? Sounds cold. But maybe... Maybe it's another safe place?

She gave a glance over to her new friend, who was starting to doze off from such a long day.

Maybe some day she could visit this Polar North and see her friend again, hopefully it wasn't too far away and she wouldn't have to walk.

Maybe there were even other Euphorians! She wondered if they were all as serene and peaceful as this mare, or maybe they were rambunctious like her acquaintances.

Or maybe they were a mix of the two! That'd be nice.

Yeah... That would be nice...

So nice.

And within a few minutes, she had fallen asleep as well, resting her head on Everest's back and snoring away.

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[lynx!]

Username;; lynx!
Show Name: SC Permafrost
Barn Name: Blue
Gender: Mare
Age: 13 years
Height: 15.2 HH
Halter: #10293b with gold hardware
Discipline: Extreme mountain trail
Competition:

Blue's first instinct upon being rescued is to stick as close to these new horses as possible, ever sociable and curious as she is. The mare she sidles closest to is a creamy perlino mare with faint stripes on her legs. A dun! "I've always been jealous of duns," Blue admits, by way of starting conversation, "I love the stripes. I met a brindle stud once. I was sooo jealous. And then I got to know him," she snorts derisively at that.

The mare doesn't respond, just pins her ears and forges onwards. There's bit of vegetation stuck in her mane, Blue notices, leaves and broken twigs. Not dissuaded by the other mare's attitude, Blue continues, "I don't mean to be rude, but you might want to shake your mane. There's a lot of stuff stuck in it."

This time the mare responds, "I'm a trail horse. I can't be clean and perfect all the time."

"Oh!" Blue exclaims. "I'm a trail horse, too. I won quite a few first place ribbons back home. But I don't just do those arena set-ups," she adds quickly, afraid of making this mare still think she's a stuck-up show horse. "I definitely have my fair share of trail stories."

This time the mare looks more interested. "I'm Hellebore," she says.

"Blue!" Blue responds in delight. Someone nudges hard against her other side, bumping her into Hellebore. Blue snaps her head around, pinning her ears at the gelding that did it. "Watch it."

"Graceless," Hellebore huffs, sidestepping away from Blue to give her more room to move away. "Tell me about your trail stories, Blue."

Excited, Blue launches immediately into her first, and best, story. "My rider and I were out, trying to hurry back before sunset, and there was this moose coming out of the trees -" [303/400]

[Southern sweetie]

Username;; southern sweetie
Show Name: Gypsy Blue Valintine
Barn Name: Val
Gender: Mare
Age: 6
Height: 15.5h
Halter: artists choice
Discipline: barrels
Competition:

Once they had been found Val couldn’t get back to the barn fast enough. The attitude the mare had was unmatched compared to the rest of the rescued horses. That’s why when she encountered the stallion, Blue from the search and rescue group that was the end of it. There was something about him that she just couldn’t figure out. Any attitude she threw his way, he somehow countered back and shut her up.

“Could you be any slower?!” She huffed and puffed next to the stallion. “Says the one who ran off into danger and is now being rescued” He countered to her. She pinned her ears flat against her skull. “How dare you! It’s not like I asked the trailer to crash. Let alone asked you to rescue me!” She shrieked back. “I had it all under control”

He laughed “sure you did, because that twig in your mane tells it all” he reached over and snagged it out of her mane before she could snap at him. No matter what she said he always had some sort of smart remark back. Why was she so in tranced with him. He was nothing but a jerk of a stallion. But he also was the only one to stand up to her and be witty enough to put her in her place.

Once they arrived back at the stables Val took a quick look around seeing where she could settle down. she groaned and lowered her head. The only spot open was next to that stallion. Oh well I guess he wasn’t so bad. He had some sort of pizzazz to him. Giving a smirk she trotted over thinking of all the things she could do to bother him as he bothered her.

“Hey roomie” she Spouted off once next to him. He opened one of his already closed eyes. “Oh you again huh ?” He smirked. Diesel groaned. Why did she choose to be next to him again? Was it for that dumb looking smirk? Or those annoying come backs he always had stored? Or was it those goofy yet somewhat cute look he always had on his face. The world may never know.

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[Lavellan]

Username;; Lavellan
Show Name: The Queen's Boy
Barn Name: Ygraine
Gender: Mare
Age: 10 Years, 6 Months
Height: 15.0hh
Halter: Artist's Choice! ^^
Discipline: Dressage
Competition:

The mare was clearly nervous, unwilling to get near any of the horses while she waited at the Oasis. Others tried to include her, to encourage her to join them in their relaxations or playing in the shallow water, but Ygraine remained at the back of the group, far from the fun.

And then the rescuers arrived. The other horses were excited to finally be going back to some form of normalcy, but Ygraine was nervous. She hung back, hiding away from the crowds as others were collected.
"She heard a whicker from her side, sending a blast of panic down her spine. Spinning, eyes wild, she spotted the stallion who had approached her - a dunalino with wide blue eyes.
"Hey, it's okay!" He whispered, keeping his head low and unthreatening. "Are you hurt?"
Blinking rapidly, the mare shook her head.
"Great! Let's get you out of here and back to safety, eh?"
The stallion began to turn, at the request of the rider on his back, but Ygraine didn't move, glancing around for an escape route. The stallion noticed, stopping to watch the mare for a little bit longer.
"I'm Arthur." He introduced himself, his voice soft and his expression kind. "What's your name?"
"Ygraine." The voice came came soft as a whisper, barely audible.
"Ygraine?" The stallion echoed. "Okay, Ygraine, will you come with me? There's bad weather on the way and-"
At the menion of the bad weather, the mare moved herself, standing with her shoulder at his hip, as though trying to tell him to lead the way. He chuckled, and, with the woman on his back slipping a rope over the mare's neck, they set off.

Once they returned to the base, Ygraine still didn't leave Arthur's side. The quiet mare seemed to be drawn to the stallion's charm, and, when Arthur went to leave, went to return to the trail, her face exposed her worry once again. And he knew that he'd have to do whatever he could to get her back to the stables with him. At least she might be able to relax with a familiar face.

[acadicus]

Username;;♔Voltaire♔
Show Name: In My Favor
Barn Name: Juliette
Gender: Mare
Age: 5
Height: 16.3hh
Halter: (#F7E7CE) with silver buckles!
Discipline: Mounted Archery
Competition:
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Sorry for the long wait, congrats! I'll update this horse's halter shortly <3