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[River cat]

Well, seems I'm little forgot about this site ^^"
I'm sorry guys. no more oders please, all closed.

Who wait something from me, please tell me! I forgot all ... I mean, if I already accept your order(accepted trade I mean x) ), and didn't do drawing in return. If I didn't accept, please don't ask me.

Love you all. really (:

[River cat]

new horses in the selter, also some pets for auction.

[Cloud']

I want №"6"
My bid : "8 points"

[Mrs All American]

I want №"5"
My bid : "66"
Group!
They're so cute and chubby o3o

[VanWen]

1) Mel&Cher
2) Second Horse
3) You thought your life was tough? Try mine.
My story started long ago in a green paddock not much different to this. My owners where kind but didn't know alot about horses. My dam was a beautiful retired showjumper by the name of Twice The Trouble. There were many a times when she saved my life. I remember once when I was but a two week old long legged foal a group of feral dogs came and visited us. The day had started out a fine and beautiful one, just like any other I played with the other foals, all much older than me, and drank refreshing milk and lay at my mother's hooves when I tired. Around mid day we heard a howl just in the distance. I joined a group of foals who went off to investigate, ignoring our mothers urgent calls not to, we went off to the far side of the paddock. For a while nothing happened but then suddenly a bright bay foal I had come to now as Blyton suddenly squealed in pain and fell to the ground. Only then did the rest of us notice that a pack of dogs had snuck up on Blyton and takien him down quickly. Like cowards we all ran. Desperate to save our own slins and not once thinking of the poor Blyton left behind. Most of the dogs took chase after up and one by one took out the stragglers, I had always been a fast foal and so it came that I was the last standing foal when I reached the mares. The mares took flight as well when they spotted the dogs and jumped the stone wall lining out paddock. I could not jump it for the stone wall was just taller than me, my mother jumped back in a desperate attempt to defend me. The large dogs soon overcame her but not after she had caused them all great harm. My dam was killed in front of my eyes. Our owner had by now noticed the commontion and came and shot the dogs just in time to save my life but by then it didn't matter. I was an orphaned foal with no way of being kept alive. The very next day I was loaded into a huge box with two huge mares who had injured themselves in the jump to safty. I didn't know our destination but they did, for so solom they were the whole trip. We arrived a few hours later and were lead down the ramp into a large ring. That smell still hauntes me, even to this day. Death. By now I had been told how short my future had been cut short and how I was to die, but an orphaned foal. I watched one by one as the other horses were lead out the ring and through those huge metel doors. My ears shot back each time I heard the bang and the cry for mercy which would never come. I was desperate not to share in their fate and bolted around the ring avoiding the snatching hands of the killers, squealing in fright. A lady noticed me, I don't know how or why but she walked into that ring slowly with an open and inviting hand and lead me away from it all. She cared for me and nursed me and soon I was a strong and, if I do say so myself, handsome stallion. I was trained by this new owner to accept a rider and to jump the many brooks and hedges on the trails of the farm. One day she came out to me with tears in her eyes. I desperatly tried to comfort her but all to no avail. She lead me to town where I was sold into the army. I shall spare you the long and bloody history of my servise in the light calvery bregade and ralther tell you of the name I moved on in my life. The war had been won and everyone was looking forward to returing home, you could feel it in the air, you could hear it in the happy chatter of our soldiers. We were all groomed to our best, the few remaining horses who had lasted terrible bullet wounds, savage cut from the barbed wire we had to charge through and the poor conditions that they could afford us. Sadly it was not for us to return home, instead we the last reminats of our once proud calvary were sold in an auction to butchers and strangers alike. I was one of the few spared from the butchers knife and was taken to the coal mines. In the begining it was terrible, the lands were wasted, we were beaten hard to squeeze out every last bit of strength that our drivers could draw from our bodys that were bought but bag and bone. We were the horses forgotten by the world, exept by the money crazed miners. I was again one of the lucky ones, being too big to go into the damp and dark mines thousand of miles under the ground I was put to work pulling the huge loads of coal through the camp to whereevery to needed to go. By now I was no longer a strapping stallion just begining his life but a neglected bag of bones aged around 10 years old. After about a year of this work I could no longer mover and just fell down along the side of teh road still hitched to the cart. My partner of four years, a beautiful and strong draft gelding by the name of Magic stood and waited with me, gently pushing my kneck but desperate to get me up. Magic had been in this business his whole life and knew what happened to horses life me that could no longer do it. My drived left me, dying on the side of the road. I do not know how long I lay on that deselate and hot day, my only hope was that someone noticed me and took pity on me. My most desperate prays were answered. A small child noticed me and sat by my head, crying over me. After an hour her father came looking for her and found her watching over me. They took pity on me and took me in and fed me up. Now I am healthy and have fulled out it is time for me too move on in my life again. I will miss my little owner and her papa but they had promised to find me a good home. So here I stand and wait.
4) Basil, Arabian X Thoroughbred Stallion
5) Use it as a character. Also he will appear in my trade rules and be shown off a bit.
6) Click Here.


Lol, my hand is cramping from all that writing and my brian is spinning, this will be a well used charcter, just let me know if your leaning towards giving it to someone else, then I might go of a different one.

[River cat]

Mel&Cher, this is amazing story. Thank you a lot, he is yours. I pm you with codes, also feel free to send trade .

[VanWen]

Thank you! Could you tell how desperate I was to adopt him? XD
I am in a very creative mood, is it ok if I fill out a form for the others as well?

[Aouviyelle]

I want №"2"

My bid : "8"

[River cat]

Mel&Cher , well, at least you can try (:

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guys, you bids shown^^

[Alley96]

I want №"1"
My bid : "10"