[Kitsyn]

𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚉𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚊 𝙰𝚍𝚘𝚙𝚝𝚜

"This Zebra is breedable on May 16"

Write or find a poem describing her. Add credit if not by you.

Ends on May 7.

Username: thequietqueen
Harem Page:Royale Ranch
Zebra Name: Freyja
Phenotype: Greying Silver Dapple Pangare Seal Brown Cream w/ Medium Stripping
Genotype: Ee/AtAt/Gg/nCr/Zz/PP
Height: 14hh
Sex: Mare

Lineage
------------------------------------------ SSS: Foundation
----------------- SS: Foundation
------------------------------------------ SSD: Foundation
Sire: Foundation
------------------------------------------ SDS: Foundation
----------------- SD: Foundation
------------------------------------------ SDD: Foundation

------------------------------------------ DSS: Foundation
----------------- DS: Foundation
------------------------------------------ DSD: Foundation
Dam: Foundation
------------------------------------------ DDS: Foundation
----------------- DD: Foundation
------------------------------------------ DDD: Foundation

[rina.]

Username: rina.
Harem Page: xxx
Zebra Name: Garnet
Prompt:

These weary eyes, doth hide inside
Raging waves, and rising tides
These weary eyes, doth hide inside
Caged passion, and candle light

These weary eyes, doth hide inside
Broken reflections, and bloodied pride
These weary eyes, doth hide inside
Ruby red roses, and butterflies

These weary eyes, doth hide inside
A tired soul, and restless nights
These weary eyes, doth hide inside
Silent cries and dying lights

These weary eyes, dare to dream
Of loving days, and sweeter themes
These weary eyes, dare to dream
Of restful nights or eternal sleep

cred

[Cloud']

Username: Cloud'
Harem Page: Cloud's SZ herd
Zebra Name: Cath
Prompt: Cloud's SZ herd

They won't tell you fairytales
of how girls can be dangerous and still win
They will only tell you stories
where girls are sweet and kind
and reject all sin.
I guess to them
it's a terrifying thought,
a red riding hood
who knew exactly
what she was doing
when she invited the wild in.

'Girls of the wild' by Nikita Gill

[Penultima]

Username: Penultima
Harem Page: Link
Zebra Name: Meadowlark
Prompt:

"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -

I've heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.

[orse]

Username: orse
Harem Page: here
Zebra Name: Sage
Prompt: I love Rupi Kaur!

[thequietqueen]

Username: thequietqueen
Harem Page:Royale Ranch
Zebra Name: Freyja
Prompt:

Say not of beauty she is good,
Or aught but beautiful,
Or sleek to doves’ wings of the wood
Her wild wings of a gull.

Call her not wicked; that word’s touch
Consumes her like a curse;
But love her not too much, too much,
For that is even worse.

O, she is neither good nor bad,
But innocent and wild!
Enshrine her and she dies, who had
The hard heart of a child.

"Beauty" by Elinor Wylie (public domain)

[Queen Vivane]

Username: Queen Vivane
Harem Page: The Wilds
Zebra Name: Dust
Prompt:

The wind begun to rock the grass
With threatening tunes and low, -
He flung a menace at the earth,
A menace at the sky.

The leaves unhooked themselves from trees
And started all abroad;
The dust did scoop itself like hands
And throw away the road.

The wagons quickened on the streets,
The thunder hurried slow;
The lightning showed a yellow beak,
And then a livid claw.

The birds put up the bars to nests,
The cattle fled to barns;
There came one drop of giant rain,
And then, as if the hands

That held the dams had parted hold,
The waters wrecked the sky,
But overlooked my father's house,
Just quartering a tree.
A Thunderstorm - Emily Dickinson

[saorsa]

Username: saorsa
Harem Page: plains of rohan
Zebra Name: Celesta
Prompt:

I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen,
of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been;
Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair.
I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see.

For still there are so many things that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring there is a different green.
I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago,
and people who will see a world that I shall never know.
But all the while I sit and think of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door.

- JRR Tolkien

[Kitsyn]

Congratulations! Was a tough pick

Username: thequietqueen
Harem Page:Royale Ranch
Zebra Name: Freyja
Prompt:

Say not of beauty she is good,
Or aught but beautiful,
Or sleek to doves’ wings of the wood
Her wild wings of a gull.

Call her not wicked; that word’s touch
Consumes her like a curse;
But love her not too much, too much,
For that is even worse.

O, she is neither good nor bad,
But innocent and wild!
Enshrine her and she dies, who had
The hard heart of a child.

"Beauty" by Elinor Wylie (public domain)

[thequietqueen]

Thank you so much!