[momoply45]

Owner:
Momoply45
Equid Name:
Butterscotch
Equid Age:
12 or so.
IN SHORT, give her a background story:
{WIp}

[cocoa]

Owner: Darkbraken
Equid Name: Luya (Ginger in Filipino)
Equid Age: 12 human years
IN SHORT, give her a background story: Work in progress.

[Potato.]

Owner: J e s s i e
Equid Name: Sol (pronounced ''Soul'')
Equid Age: 5 years of age
IN SHORT, give her a background story: Sol had quite a hard life up until this day, she had been teased numerous times by her fellow equids upon the mountain side they nestled upon. She felt rather unaccepted so she decided to isolate herself from all of the hurtful comments that had been thrown at her so many times before. She left. She ran off to be by herself now, and she was content in doing so. After many weeks in isolation she came across a human girl, the girl's name was Jessie. Jessie slowly approached the mare, careful not to scare her. "Hello there girl, I think I'll name you Sol, care to come home with me pretty girl?" she spoke softly.

[Ashenjay]

-> I am not a very good artist without lineart xD
I don't have a WME yet; and I totally felll for this girl, I really wanna win her! <3
Her pelt of warm, honey chestnut is so...gorgeous in the midst of gray horses~

Owner:Ashenjoy

Equid Name:
I'd like to name her...

Silatuyok
Her nicknames include 'Sila' and 'Yokie'/'Yoky'
I'll go with Leya. Silatuyok was too long, so I hope Leya is shorter and more conveneint.


Equid Age:
Still a young filly.

{Personality/Basic information}
Good traits: Sweet, charming, zealous, excited about everything, optimistic.
Bad traits: Shallow, physically weak.

Leya is one great little filly; she has the excitement of a puppy inside her, and her large pretty eyes are simply charming. Her innocent behavior makes your heart ache, when you realize she is suffering from many physical weaknesses.
Her personality, because of her youth and natural eagerness, is bright, bubbly, and full of such excitement she can tire an adult in twenty seconds. She never stops asking questions, and has huge eyes blinking up when she does. She loves investigating and that leads to trouble at times, thus making the concern directed to her become bigger adn bigger until all the adults are staring at her in worrry.

<Likes>
-games
-friends
-laughing noises
-exploration
-spirit of excitement

<dislikes>
-wolves
-her amnesia
-danger
-silence
-haunting atmosphere

IN SHORT, give her a background story:
In short? ;A; I'll try to make it short.

Her looks were astonishingly beautiful, reminding the seers of the golden, setting sun blazing through the forests. As she grew, though, her seemingly flawless appearance was broken by her weak physical abilities.
Equids did have skinny legs and weak backs, and smaller feautures than normal horses, yes; but Silatuyok in particular was a weakling, a runt.
Her parents watched inpity and anxiety as she took an unusually long time to start to walk, and saw her getting a fierce, near-fatal cold every single winter. They knew that one day, if a predator struck, she would be the first to die. They were terrified and worried, their heart ached for their poor daughter, but they had no choice but to heed to her destiny.
The tragedy eventually happen. Leya was only a young filly, in human standards about twelve. She was such a bubbly, smiley young filly that her absence would be terribly noticeable if she disappeared one day. Like usual, she was chirping and bugging others about the plans for the day, what was going to happen, et cetra.
Then was the sound of dread, of tragedy, of death itself; the howl of a mountain wolf. The equines pricked their ears, and instantly followed their natural flight instincts and fled, trampling the ground in a hurry in horror and panic. Leya, unfortunately didn't know what was going on.
"Mother?" she wailed. "Father? Where are you going?"
Then she heard the growl, and saw a pair of gleaming, hungry yellow eyes staring at her. She was paralyzed to the spot, her poor eyes open wide in terror. "No, no, no..."
The wolf advanced on her, its tail swinging from side to side in menace and glee. Sila had no choice;; behind her was a high, high cliff, a very steep one indeed. She could either fall to death or be eaten by this...this wolf. A fall would be a quicker and more dignified, and a painless death.
She backed away to the cliff, and her hooves slipped. She let herself fall, down and down and down...
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Leya opened her eyes. She gasped to see herself covered in blood. She tried to move, only to find she was badly, badly bruised. And the most horrible thing was...
"Who am I?"
She groaned again, and looked at herself. She had yellow, cinnamon colored chesnut fur, with brindle markings on her back. Her tail was long, and she had hooves. "What am I?" she murmured again, shaking her head slowly. "I wonder..."
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She was athere, ailing terribly, fora few days. She could only manage to eat some of the grass around her, and was hungry, weak, and vulnerable.
"Who AM I? What just happened?" she thought in frustration.
Luckily, her bones weren't broken too bad, and she could stumble around. She grimaced and plopped back down with a sigh.
"I wonder..."
Then she heard a rustle in the bushes. She gasped and stared; an image of a gray creature with paralyzing amber eyes shot through her, and she winced. But when she mustered her courage to see, she saw that it was no wolf, but another horse.
"Hello?" she asked cautiously. "Hello.."
The young stallion whimpered softly. "I'm lost."
"Me, too. Who AM I?"
The other horse blinked. "What?"
"I can't remember my name. My family. Nothing."
"Oh...poor you," said the horse softly. "let's try and find a way out. then, when i find my family we can help you find yours and regain your memory."
"Thank you," Leya murmured. "Let's do our best."
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-> this may continue in the roleplay if I get her. Basically she fell off a cliff, and now has amnesia. Iti's a popular plot, you know? x3 So she will travel with the young stallion to find the herd again.

[Agent Shark]

So pretty o3o

I might have to go for her. So pretteh...

Edit; pff I couldn't resist o3o

Owner:
Snowstar1

Equid Name:
Solar Eclipse

She goes by Sol most of the time. Sometimes Solar.

Equid Age:
3 Years

IN SHORT, give her a background story:
Sol was born on A Solar Eclipse, hence her name. As she was born bit early she was considerd a Bad Omen. Becuase of her Early birth she was weak and Many didn't think she would live, but she did. Sol was born with a dustyish carmel coat. She got teased alot by the More "fancy" colored Equids and became a bit distant. This only got worse when her mother died and her father having been killed by a couger before she was born. Having no family left and no friends Solar Eclipse ran away. For two years she stayed away from other Equids. Her coat soon changeing into The wonderfull Sun golden color it is now. On a Trip to one her favorite feilds up in the mountians something happoned. What it was Sol doesn't remeber. She barely Remebers who she is and only remebers bits and peices now, not enough to put her whole past togeather. She remebers Her father being killed by a couger, Her running away and staying away from Equids. She doesn't remeber the reason why she stayed away and this troubles the now normaly friendly Equid. She can be seen standing off away from the others, Confusion on her face. When she is aproched she often startles and forgets what she was thinking about.

(If I win Sol, I'll add more Detail into her Background story. I'll also work on possibly making some art))

[Nellas]

Ohh she's beautiful! I love her golden color, and those bright eyes. I'd go for her but I'm more than happy with my beautiful girl Bandit... Good luck to everyone who enters!

[anomaly.]

* Owner:Shadowbolts
Equid Name: A$TI$ FI®€£I£¥[astis firelily]
Equid Age: young adult around 4
IN SHORT, give her a background story:wip

[wajas]

Owner: wajas
Equid Name: citrus
Equid Age: four years
IN SHORT, give her a background story:
Citrus was only a mere foal when her parents had passed, by a disease and being attacked by coyotes. They had a pack of ten; cornering her mother on a cliff's edge. Her mother, seeming surrounded, couldn't do anything but jump, jump into the dark abyss of the cliff, swallowed by the night. Her body landed on the bottom; all mutated and bloodied, wishing for hope. She thought she would end there; her daughter being lonely and scared, and her mate being worried as well. She closed her eyes, a tear trickled down her blood stained cheek. Hope, she thought, I need hope. She had waited for hours, but hope never came, only the pitiful sense of death, lingering in the shadow of the night. Her nostrils flared, and smelled the strong scent of....oh no..... The coyotes were back. The smell became stronger and stronger as the animals neared, creating an aura of death. They soon crossed her sight, and ran, ran into the dying mare, ripping her stomach. She whinnied in lain, revolted at the attack. She rested her head sharply onto the now cold grass, her vision darkening, her senses numbing. The last thing she heard was her heart's soft, weak throbbing; until it stopped.
Citrus woke up hungry this morning, the sun glistening off of her hide, making it more of a whitish yellow. She smiled, and got up onto her thin, yet strong and sturdy, legs, one by one. Her tail flicked in accomplishment; clearly proud and wanting to move on. She started in a trot, her hooves gently resting onto the crunchy, cold grass with a whumpth, and then cantered to her favorite feeding spot. The area, or meadow, had become a rather brown lately, considering the sun was just peaking over the mountains surrounding her. The meadows grass swayed effortlessly, back and forth, with a rhythm to the wind. The wind was soft, but cold; enveloping her into a statement to wake up. She blinked quickly, adverting her gaze onto some stray dandelions, her mouth watering. "Oh...." she said, her eyes brighting. She moved quickly, even the wind was quick, making small spiral patterns into her hide, almost in a humorous gesture. She saw the yellow 'flowers' become bugger into her view, as she neared them. She reached down with her long neck, hooves equally spaced, and plucked one up, rather gracefully. She chewed it, oh, dandelions were her favorite! Their yellow color, brightening up any day, and their sweet taste, melting her core, stirring her marrow. She chewed some more, before swallowing, and smiling to herself, skipping around the bunch of dandilions, whisking her tail. "Oi! It's sooo good!" she said to herself, giggling. She then trotted over the hill, and to the lake, the shore rolling in slowly. The sun shone onto the water, creating sparkling bursts of light appearing and disappearing. In the distance, she saw her father, running towards her. She smiled, and trotted to him, the water reflecting her movement. She was happy, happy that she wasn't alone, and happy that she had lived, considering her mother had passed, from an attack.

Art:

[wildly-unaware]

I love this Colour! I may have to add fanart too!
Owner:

wildhorse027

Equid Name:

Honeybell (Honey or Bell for short)

Equid Age:

3

IN SHORT, give her a background story:
(In point of view of the equid)

I looked at my reflection in the river. I wished a tear could roll down my face. I felt like my reflection was my only friend. All the other horses and ponies laughed at my Colours and hmy shape, but mostly my tail. I was different... and the others certainly didn't make me feel better about it. I wasn't even able to give the children rides due to my skinny legs and weak back. I was in the field, and some of the horses who would walk by me would say stuff like ' Honey, you would't come and swish a few flys away with your tail?' or ' Gosh, that sun is blinding today! and miss, ' Brightness is spliting the trees' over there doesn't help.' . But I was fed up! I ran, I ran at the other horses scared them back and then ran at the electric fence. I could hear gasps and whinnys from behind me, but I kept going. And I jumped. I jumped over the fence and ran back to my home in the Mountains.

I was weak for I had ran a long while and eventually... collapsed. I heard a thuder off hooves but I was sill weak and just blacked out. A few hours later, I woke up in a barn. "Shhh... She's waking!" A soft voice said. I jumped up and paniced not knowing where I was. "Whoaa, whoa girl..your alright." The girl calmed me and gained my trust. "We are only here to help you.. We will nurse you back to full health then set you free again." The girl kept her word. I had learnt to love again, and my soul was restored. I was treated like a true wild equid again and all the other horses were lovely to me. They said they ad some of my kind there before. I was happy. But the I was set free again I was exstatic! I kicked and I jumped, reared and I whinnyed! I looked back to the girl who was waving goodbye. There was A tear in her eye. I reared up and whinnyed at her, the final goodbye. Then I dissappeared into the mountains... My Home.

I always returned to see the girl every now and again... The girl who had changed my life.... Forever...

[IHAVEQUITsorry]

Beautyiful!