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Range Trotters are the result of crossbreeding Orlov Trotters, Finnhorses, Welsh Cobs (section C & D) and Hanoverians. Later crosses of Quarter Horses, Paint and Appaloosas to gain color and to give a boost to their hardiness.With a height average of 13-15 hands, they're a hardy breed with characteristics for various disciplines.

Created for use as work, carriage and leisure riding horses originally, they now serve as long-distance range horses, such as work with Park Rangers and mounted officers.

Willing and eager personalities, most are quickly trained to be bombproof and therefore trusted mounts in all lines of work; some are being seen in local show jumping competitions, others are notably used in therapeutic sessions for their calm temperaments. Harness races and endurance trials are common for the breed, as they are able to sustain an extended trot without tire. Cross-Country competitions see some of the taller Trotters, but due to their cob lineage this is still uncommon.

Despite the variety of competitions and work these horses are being seen in, they are still famously skilled as endurance racers. Many competitors have chosen Range Trotters due to their tireless work ethic, as well as the ease in which they can be trained. Many have become champions in endurance trials, and they have quickly become a sought after breed for their natural ability.

This Trotter would be nearly invisible in the darkness of the forest at night, if not for those ominous red flames.
Feeling inspired, you tell a spooky tale around the campfire one night.
What was it?
(200 word minimum)
End Date: 10/16

Username: Tyrant001
Show Name: A Pound Of Flesh For A Ton Of Coal
Barn Name: Liaoning
Gender: Stallion
Height: 15hh
Eye Color: Hellfire
Phenotype: Molded Black Smoke Nightmare Forsaken Heart Poison Spots
Genotype: EE aa TmTm TnTn Fhfh PoisPois + smoke

- Dominant for extension
- Will always pass the mold [Tm_], the nightmare [Tn_] and poison spots [Pois_]

[Pandora!]

Username: Pandora!
Show Name:
Barn Name:
Gender:
Height:
Halter Color:
Prompt:

omg wip..... *heavy breathing*

[Bruja]

Username: Bruja
Show Name: IF Church Grim Howling
Barn Name: Grimm
Gender: Stallion
Height: 15hh
Halter Color: Flame match 🔥
Prompt: wip

[Tyrant001]

Username: Tyrant001
Show Name: A Pound Of Flesh For A Ton Of Coal
Barn Name: Liaoning
Gender: Stallion
Height: 15hh
Halter Color: Your choice!
Prompt: As the night settled in, and the campfire crackled and popped, a group of friends huddled closely in the dense woods of Camp Nightwing. They had set out on a daring adventure to explore an abandoned coal mine, a place rumored to be cursed. Around the flickering flames, they exchanged tales of the region's most famous legend—the legendary horse named Liaoning. Long ago, according the legends, in the heart of these sinister woods, there was a coal mine known as Blackheart Pit. But darkness had always clung to the mine's tunnels, like a black shroud that no sunbeam could pierce. Legend has it that the island's founder had once ventured into the deepest reaches of Blackheart Pit. There, he discovered a magnificent horse, unlike any he had ever seen. This horse was named Liaoning, its coat was as black as the coal mined from those very tunnels, and its eyes seemed to hold the secrets of the mine itself. Liaoning displayed supernatural abilities, galloping through the mine's treacherous passages and guiding miners to safety.
However, one fateful day, a catastrophic explosion rocked the mine. The earth shook, and the walls collapsed. The entrance was sealed, and hope was buried beneath tons of rubble. Among the fallen miners, the founder was lost, along with his loyal companion, Liaoning.
It was said that Liaoning survived the disaster, that he defied death and wandered the darkened depths of the mine for years. Now, they said, the legendary horse haunted the mine, its once-loyal spirit corrupted by the malevolent forces that festered below. As the friends shared this tale, the night grew colder, and the wind whistled through the ancient trees, creating eerie, otherworldly sounds. Their campfire seemed to flicker as though fighting against some unseen force.
Suddenly, a distant sound echoed through the woods, a mournful neigh that sent shivers down their spines. The friends exchanged uneasy glances. It couldn't be... could it? "Maybe it's just a wild horse," one of them suggested, '"There are certainly plenty of them out there..." but none were willing to venture deeper into the forest to investigate. The sound grew closer, more desperate, and it was unmistakably the sound of a horse in distress. A chilling, black figure emerged from the shadows, galloping toward them at an unnatural speed. It was a horse, but its eyes glowed with an unnatural, eerie light. A horse they could only describe as Liaoning. As it drew nearer, its terrifying, unearthly appearance sent shockwaves through the group. The legend had come to life, and it was a nightmare they could not escape. Liaoning's mane was wild, and its hooves beat a haunting rhythm on the forest floor. The friends scrambled to their feet, terror-stricken and paralyzed by fear. Without warning, the ghostly horse circled the campfire, its eyes locking onto each of them, piercing their souls with a malevolent gaze. Then, in a final, spine-chilling act, Liaoning let out a deafening, otherworldly scream, and the campfire extinguished as though blown out by a spectral breath. In utter darkness, the friends were left with the haunting knowledge that the legend of Liaoning was no mere tale. The cursed horse still roamed the woods, and Blackheart Pit, with its buried secrets and vengeful spirits, held an unfathomable evil that defied explanation. They huddled together, trying to shake off the fear that had gripped their hearts, but the legend of Liaoning was etched into their memories, a story they would never forget. As the night stretched on, they clung to each other, dreading the return of the ghostly horse from the depths of the darkness, knowing that their campfire was no protection against the chilling presence that haunted these woods.

[Pandapop]

Username: Tyrant001
Show Name: A Pound Of Flesh For A Ton Of Coal
Barn Name: Liaoning
Gender: Stallion
Height: 15hh
Halter Color: Your choice!
Prompt: As the night settled in, and the campfire crackled and popped, a group of friends huddled closely in the dense woods of Camp Nightwing. They had set out on a daring adventure to explore an abandoned coal mine, a place rumored to be cursed. Around the flickering flames, they exchanged tales of the region's most famous legend—the legendary horse named Liaoning. Long ago, according the legends, in the heart of these sinister woods, there was a coal mine known as Blackheart Pit. But darkness had always clung to the mine's tunnels, like a black shroud that no sunbeam could pierce. Legend has it that the island's founder had once ventured into the deepest reaches of Blackheart Pit. There, he discovered a magnificent horse, unlike any he had ever seen. This horse was named Liaoning, its coat was as black as the coal mined from those very tunnels, and its eyes seemed to hold the secrets of the mine itself. Liaoning displayed supernatural abilities, galloping through the mine's treacherous passages and guiding miners to safety.
However, one fateful day, a catastrophic explosion rocked the mine. The earth shook, and the walls collapsed. The entrance was sealed, and hope was buried beneath tons of rubble. Among the fallen miners, the founder was lost, along with his loyal companion, Liaoning.
It was said that Liaoning survived the disaster, that he defied death and wandered the darkened depths of the mine for years. Now, they said, the legendary horse haunted the mine, its once-loyal spirit corrupted by the malevolent forces that festered below. As the friends shared this tale, the night grew colder, and the wind whistled through the ancient trees, creating eerie, otherworldly sounds. Their campfire seemed to flicker as though fighting against some unseen force.
Suddenly, a distant sound echoed through the woods, a mournful neigh that sent shivers down their spines. The friends exchanged uneasy glances. It couldn't be... could it? "Maybe it's just a wild horse," one of them suggested, '"There are certainly plenty of them out there..." but none were willing to venture deeper into the forest to investigate. The sound grew closer, more desperate, and it was unmistakably the sound of a horse in distress. A chilling, black figure emerged from the shadows, galloping toward them at an unnatural speed. It was a horse, but its eyes glowed with an unnatural, eerie light. A horse they could only describe as Liaoning. As it drew nearer, its terrifying, unearthly appearance sent shockwaves through the group. The legend had come to life, and it was a nightmare they could not escape. Liaoning's mane was wild, and its hooves beat a haunting rhythm on the forest floor. The friends scrambled to their feet, terror-stricken and paralyzed by fear. Without warning, the ghostly horse circled the campfire, its eyes locking onto each of them, piercing their souls with a malevolent gaze. Then, in a final, spine-chilling act, Liaoning let out a deafening, otherworldly scream, and the campfire extinguished as though blown out by a spectral breath. In utter darkness, the friends were left with the haunting knowledge that the legend of Liaoning was no mere tale. The cursed horse still roamed the woods, and Blackheart Pit, with its buried secrets and vengeful spirits, held an unfathomable evil that defied explanation. They huddled together, trying to shake off the fear that had gripped their hearts, but the legend of Liaoning was etched into their memories, a story they would never forget. As the night stretched on, they clung to each other, dreading the return of the ghostly horse from the depths of the darkness, knowing that their campfire was no protection against the chilling presence that haunted these woods.

Congrats!!

[Tyrant001]

Thank you so so so so so much Panda!!

[adheline]

This horse is no longer associated with Range Trotters.
Tyrant001 may do with them as he wishes outside of the species.