[~Soul~]

This Little Filly belongs to Hdmwolf!
you may now color in and add items if you wish!

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<< username >>
hdmwolf

<< name >>
Jacqueline

<< nickname >>
Jack or Jacki

<< cutie mark >>
A light green apple

<< talent >>
Growing plants

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loyal | an open book | opinionated | friendly | free spirit | quick witted

likes ;;
astronomy
stargazing
singing
birds
chocolate chip cookies
true friends
camping
apples
running

dislikes ;;
waking up early
small spaces
unfriendly ponies
gossip
being told what to do
winter
hypocrites
narcissism

Jacqueline, if anything, is the most passionate, strong-hearted and intelligent pony you
will ever meet. The first time you meet her, the demeanor she has and how she acts
would almost make you believe that she's quiet and shy. Yet once you introduce yourself
formally, you'll find that there is a whole different pony hidden behind Jacqueline's
seemingly quiet outer shell. She's an intelligent but headstrong pony, two traits which
often will conflict with one another; Jacqueline knows that she is smart, yet it's not
all of the time. No matter what a conversation or debate is about, Jacki is confident
that she is right. After you stick around her, you will notice that she does not hold
herself back;she'll tell you everything. Jacqueline is an open book.

strengths ;;
no secrets
friendly
intelligent
team player
self confident
natural leader

weaknesses ;;
can't tell a lie
loyal
headstrong
open book
loves debating
too helpful

Though Jacqueline does happen to be the only deer in her hometown, Ponyville, she fits in
like any normal pony would. She lives on the outskirts of Ponyville in a spacious cottage.
Ponies in her city pay no attention to the fact that she's a deer. Instead, Jacqueline has
many friends, all of them she loves. Jacqueline also has a pet green jay named Leif, who
is almost constantly at her side, fluttering close by or resting in her cottage. Jacki often
wishes that she had been a pegasus, so that Leif wouldn't have to stay so close to the
ground so often, yet she has learned to accept it.

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<< talent >>
Jacqueline has the talent of growing plants. These plants are specific, and she doesn't
grow just one type of flower or tree. She grows it all; trees, bushes, flowers, herbs, you
name it. She's always possessed a green "thumb" ever since she was a young girl, helping
her mother in the garden and finding that she could do everything easily. She especially
loved helping her mother in the garden because Jacqueline thought it was the best thing
in the entire world to do. She runs a nursery in Ponyville where many customers come to
buy various types of vegetation. Jacqueline's knowledge of plants extends quite far, and
she knows all the tricks you can do to grow beautiful plants.

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<< cutie mark story >>
When Jacqueline was young, spring and summer afternoons were always, no matter
what, reserved for gardening. Her family owned a small orchard back when she was lit-
tle that was full of green apple trees. Alongside the orchard, the family owned a small
garden that they would grow flowers in. Jacqueline was a natural at tending to all the
different plants, and would often work alongside her mother and father, eagerly doing
what she thought was the most fun in the entire world.

On her fifth birthday, Jacqueline was given a new apple sapling that would be planted
in the orchard. She was ecstatic, as they almost never bought new trees for their or-
chard. After they had planted the tree, Jacqueline constantly tended to it, treating
it as if it were a small child; she wrapped it in blankets to keep it "warm," and she
would often sleep outside at night with it, camping out underneath its little branch-
es, telling it stories and singing to it. The tree eventually grew large enough to bear
fruit, and when Jacqueline picked the first apple off of its branches, a green apple
appeared on her flanks. To this day, Jacqueline devotes her time to tending to and
growing plants. She loves her talent, and in her mind, there is nothing else that she'd
like to be good at, and that she is in a perfect place.

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More art will be coming tomorrow since I'll be staying home sick the whole day; I have
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<< hello~ >>
So as you saw, my username is hdmwolf. c:
I normally don't try out for pony adoptables since I often enjoy making my own designs
and characters. I'm also normally the one making the adoptables, not looking at them.
But I've always loved deers, and this design really hit home. I love the colors as well as
the hair style, and the little spots/freckles and antlers are so cute! <3
If I win this pony, I'll draw her as much as I can, along with my other pony OCs.

Thank you so much!

[.: pop 101 :.]

Username Munchie123
Name Lily (Might change, im really not sure, her design is beautiful)
Talent Id like to change her mark (i dont want her mistaken for a member of the apple family), and i really dont know abouut her talent yet. Maybe as i RP her, ill find it.
Personality Very sweet and always trying to help others. She could be a little lazy at times, but with friends, shes one of the happiest ponies they know (even if shes a deer).
Extras! (Extras will give you a better chance at winning!) That you for putting her up for adoption! Shes beautiful!~

[Eeveeprincess01]

By Star Bursts!

Amaryllis

Username:
Hello there! I'm Eeveeprincess01!

Name:

Hi there stranger! I'm Amaryllis. Nice to meet you.

Talent:

Well, I'm a vet for the woodland creatures. It's a wonderfull job!

Personality:

Ponies say I'm a sweet-loving gentle pony,who gets along with everypony. But I don't live with other ponies though,I live in a hut in the everfree forest.

Extras!:
Wip!

[bambi,]

fαunα
• "I a m F a u n a ." •

• fauna • communicating with animals • forest caretaker • small cottage home • gray bunny named ash •

Username:
P a r a d i s e

Character Name:
Fauna

Occupation:
Fauna is the caretaker of the woods. She not only watches over and cares for the wildlife that lives there, but the general area itself. Fauna is responsible for the health, safety and well-being of the plants and animals.

Talent:
Fauna's talent is communicating with animals. Mainly woodland creatures though, such as squirrels, owls, mice, bear, deer, etc.

Cutie Mark & Background Story:
Fauna's cutie mark is a single green apple. The green apple is symbolic to Fauna as it a reminder of how she discovered her talent. Fauna recieved her cutie mark when she was a little filly, living with her parents Daisy Cloud and Blackberry. The family owned a small buisness that did both vet work and gardening. Fauna was busy tending to the green apple tree outside their house while her father (Blackberry) was tending to his blackberry bushes in the back and her mother was working with a broken-winged bluebird. While watering the tree, an angry looking bunny hopped into their yard and began digging holes and pounding the ground with his paws. Fauna was unsure of what to do, but in the midst of her confusion, she picked an apple from the tree and offered it to the bunny, all while speaking to it. Fauna asked what was wrong and said that she'd help and to her surprise, the bunny replied. He was still furious, but was much calmer now as he nibbled away at the apple. The bunny explained that he'd asked for Daisy Cloud's help three days ago and he'd yet to have her tend to his needs. Fauna knew that although her mother could heal any animal, she didn't quite understand them herself, so Fauna was delighted to be able to understand. Fauna agreed to help and followed the bunny to the river where a sick looking mouse lay. The bunny explained that he hadn't been able to get the mouse to speak or move and he was afraid of what was wrong. After a couple of minutes, Fauna realized the poor thing had eaten a bad apple. She gave the little creature some herbs to help make him throw up and as soon as that had been done, the mouse happily thanked her and scurried away. As Fauna was trotting home, the bunny informed her that she now had a strange symbol on her flank. Fauna was confused for a moment, but soon realized that she'd gotten a cutie mark! She was estactic and quickly rushed home to tell her parents. The bunny, who's name is Ash, has become one of Fauna's best of friends and remains at her side to this day.

Personality:
Fauna appears to be very gentle-hearted and shy, which is true, to some extent. Fauna is gentle-hearted, but shy? No, not really. Fauna is a happy-go-lucky kind of gal who's always looking to make new friends. Although Fauna is not shy, she is soft-spoken and quiet. Fauna is the type of pony that's always volunteering to help, even when she hasn't been asked. Fauna is also quite motherly, to her friends, family and to everyone else really. Fauna loves helping others even if it's just picking up an apple that's been dropped. Fauna is the type of pony you can go to for advice, or just to talk. She's always ready to listen to help in any way possible. Fauna, although having a quiet voice, is very talkative and could talk for hours on end, but she knows when it's time to stop talking. Fauna generally stays out of other people's buisness, but there are times where she occasionally gets a little nosy or curious. This often leads to trouble, but if Fauna has a good reason, she'll stand and fight if needed. Fauna hates being made a fool of, but she tends to speak without thinking so she get's embarressed quite easily. Not to mention, Fauna can be somewhat klutzy on her hooves, although when she's focused, she can be just as graceful as a professional figure skater.

Home:
Fauna lives in a small cottage like house deep in the forest. It's a warm and welcoming house despite it's where-abouts. Outside of Fauna's home is a large apple tree that only produces green apples.

Pets:
[x] Fauna has a pet rabbit named Ash.

A Little Extra?:
I normally don't state things like this because I don't like to seem greedy, but I think it's worth mentioning that I have no pony oc's. I've tried to design a few, but I've never been pleased with the outcome enough to keep them. I really love this design. I can't even put how much I adore it into words. As much as I'd love to have her for myself, I wish everyone good luck!



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[puddssoul]

Hazel


Username: puddssoul
Name:

My full name is Hazel Gaia Clove, but I go by Hazel. However, most of my animal friends call me Mother Gaia, because I watch over them and the earth.

Talent:

My talent is protecting the woodland creatures from poachers, and ensuring that they make it through the long winter months. But, of course, my REAL talent that sets me apart from other ponies is that I'm able to talk to the animals and understand what they need. The apple of my cutie mark is symbolic to the health and prosperity that I bring to the forests.

Personality:

Well, according to the animals I spend a lot of time with, I'm very motherly and warm, but if anyone threatens my friends, I'll quickly turn feirce and protective. I treat all of the animals like my children, and care for them like it, too. I'm pretty quiet, and shy around other ponies, because I haven't socialized with other ponies much in my lifetime. I guess I can be a bit mistrustful, because poachers have tried to trick me before, but once I get to know someone, I'd usually trust them with my life. I mourn the loss of my friends deeply, and hold grudges toward anyone that threatens or hurts them easily, for years, even. I'm quite curious about most things, and love learning anything new about the animals or the forests.

Extras!:

This is my best friend, Elliot! I found him when he was just a newborn, and I've been raising him ever since. His mother, one of the last elk left in the forest, was struck down by a truck on a nearby highway, and his father was killed by a poacher long before I arrived here. Now, he helps me patrol the forest -- he also helps by soothing new animals I haven't met yet who are suspicious because I'm a pony and not a natural woodland creature.

This is my house! It's near the middle of the forest. I found it when I first came upon this forest, it had been abandoned for years. I cleaned it up a little, and immediately moved it. It's not much, but I don't need much -- I'm hardly ever there, anyways! I'm always out with my friends! I like how it's been almost overgrown by the plants and things, especially since it makes it less noticable to poachers. I've even planted a few plants near it myself in the hopes they'll provide some gorgeous but natural camoflauge!

This is the short story of how I got my horns -- I wasn't born with them, you know! When I first came to the forest, after the loss of my own mother and father, I really got along with the deer, and bonded with them. I even matched them with my markings... the other ponies had called them odd, but I fit into the deer's herd like a slipper! As a sign of their affection, they gave me two tiny antlers, which I wore on a string around my neck. I wore them constantly, to show my alliance with the deer. Until, that is, one day, a poacher came into the woods. I chased him out just like I had all of the others, I couldn't bear to let him anywhere near the adorable newborns of the herd. But as he fled the woods, he set what he thought was a curse upon me -- the horns I treasured so much were implanted upon my head. They did not grow, and refused to come off. My tail, as well, was turned into a tiny deer tail -- although that didn't bother me as much, as I knew other ponies had been born like that, and had always found deer tails rather adorable. At first, I, too, thought this was some sort of punishment. But now, I treasure them! It is a constant reminder of my love for the animals, and the fact that they accept me and I belong here. Although at first it seemed like a horrible thing, now I see that my encounter with the wizard poacher was a blessing in disguise!

A kind of random fact about me... this is my favorite flower, the candytuft flower! It's a beautiful wildflower that grows year after year. It's not rare at all, but it's lovely, isn't it? The flowers can be any tint of pink, purple, or white. They also attract butterflies! I have a few bushes of these gorgeous blooms in my 'front yard'... if you could call the overgrown patch that...

Yum! This is my favorite food -- wild strawberries! Of course, it's hard to find them most of the time, but it only makes it all the more delicious when I do find a patch of them! I've tried growing them in my yard a few times, but I haven't really been successful yet... oh well, maybe next time!

Art:
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=32&t=1646220
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=32&t=1646446
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=32&t=1646483
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=32&t=1646767
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=32&t=1648182
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=30&t=1648212
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=32&t=1648652

Poem:
Brown-pelted girl of the forest
Weaving through the trees
Stops to smile at the squirrels
But never looks at me
Pretends she doesn't see me there
Slinking along behind
Pretending not to see me stare
At her beauty, her hair, her eyes
Those eyes like pure cut emeralds
Shining bright with hope
She shyly hides beneath the boughs
How could she ever not know?
How gorgeous she is, so pure and new,
Her heart is sweet, untouched and true,
Her mind thinks only of her friends,
She saves them all from young ends.
That little elk follows faithfully behind
He's already made up his mind
He knows the girl is sweet and kind
And falls so neatly into line
Her hoofbeats are followed by his
They track through the forest so gracefully
Not even the best poacher could hope
To ever seem so at home there!
Because the trees are her trees,
And the grass is her grass,
And the animals are her friends,
And the forest is her home.
This is where she belongs,
With the sky stretching far above her,
Unheeded by pollution or the shouts of civilization.
With no ponies around her, only friends,
The animals that love her for being herself,
And her heart beats true
Because she has only known love
All of her young life.
The poachers frighten her, but she'll never admit,
Because at her job, she'll never quit.
She'll always protect the souls of the forest
From the glorious bluejays to even the worms, the poorest,
Every day of her life, watching out,
Never complaining, not a whisper, or shout.
She loves her job, and always will,
As long as those poachers are trying to kill
Her beloved best friends, the ones she holds dear,
This sweet little hybrid pony-deer!
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Every little thing
About her
Just makes me want to sing
The way she laughs and cries
The way she dances
When she thinks noone's looking
The way she says good-bye
That lop-sided smile
The sparkle in those emerald eyes
Like some perfect princess
From a castle in the air
I'm so afraid she'll fly,
Fly away, back home to sheer perfection
But instead she stays
And watches the earth
She's so beautiful in so many ways
And I wish that I could tell her
But I'm afraid I'd scare her away
All of my thoughts have a reoccuring theme
She's so absolutely perfect...
It's like she's just a dream...

History:

Ummm... okay. I was born in civilization, just like most ponies. I had an odd little deer tail, and I remember my parents used to joke it was because of how much my father loved the forest, it was almost like the wilderness was my mother, and not my actual mother. When I was only a few months old, my father went out on a hunting trip and never came back. My mother told me that he was roaming the forests of the world to find the perfect home for us, and one day he would come back and take us there to live peacefully. But things were hard without my father around, and soon my mother abandoned me because she felt she could no longer take care of me. So I fled to the forest, hoping to find my father -- instead I found another hunter, who explained to me that my father had actually been killed in a tragic hunting accident... I was parentless, and lost, only a teenager then. But the forest felt as welcoming to me as it had to my father, and soon I stumbled upon a small stone house in the middle of the most peaceful forest I had ever seen. It was abandoned, no one had lived there in years, evident by the cobwebs and dirt that littered the house. It wasn't much, but better than nothing, and soon I cleaned it up and claimed it as my own home. Not long after that, I found Elliot all alone on the side of the road, and adopted him out of pity, because he was an orphan like I was, and I didn't want him to have to be alone anymore. I became his best friend, and he was mine, and well... the rest was history. After adopting Elliot and realizing my role in the forests, I gained my cutie mark. Ever since then, I have lived here, protecting the animals of the forest. I know if my father was still alive, he would be proud of me. And that's all that really matters to me -- well, that, and my animal friends!

'Nother Story:

It was a dark and stormy night, but I was safe inside of my little stone house, brewing a cup of tea from some mint leaves I'd found in the forest. I'd built a fire in the metal stove that radiated warmth throughout the small space, and kept me quite comfy. As I passed by the window, which was white with swirls of frost, I heard a shriek of surprise from nearby. My heart jumped into my throat, and I immediately opened the door and ran out, letting my instincts take over me. I bounced through the snow like it was nothing, jumping frightenedly over the snowdrifts in my hurry to see what had happened. Another cry echoed through the woods, and I ran to the edge of the woods, where I found the lone road that led there illuminated by a single pair of bright headlights. A large truck, it's door ajar. A human bent over a broken, bloodied form on the gray road, looking solemn, completely silent. The only sound in the air was the soft rumbling of the truck as it idled, and... the soft howls of shock and surprise from a smaller form curled at the edge of the road, its brown pelt covered in dust and bits of stone. Wide brown eyes sought my own, shiny with tears. It was a tiny baby elk, only about a month old, his tiny frame shuddering in the bitter wind of winter. The human took one look at the child and moved toward it, and I quickly bounded over like a deer and grabbed him up in my hooves. The human shouted at me, as though to frighten me away, but I placed him in the crook of my back and ran into the woods, knowing I would care for him and protect him better than any human ever could.
I took him to my home, and rushed inside. His whole body shivered violently with the cold, he was too small to be out there just yet, and had probably followed his mother from whatever calm nook she had hidden him in for his own good. As soon as I put him down, he flocked to the stove and watched the flickering flames inside with large eyes, curious, and soaking up the warmth. I threw the mint leaves aside and took the warm water I had been boiling for my tea, and quickly mixed in some formula I had gotten from a forest ranger who wandered out upon my home once. This was not the first time I had to care for an orphaned animal, I held a special place in my heart for them, as I myself was an orphan. I grabbed a spoon and blew on the milk until it was cool enough not to scald his little tongue. I plopped down on the floor and gingerly cradeled him in my lap, even though he flailed his little hooves and struck me a few times, I patted his head and gently stroked his back until he calmed down and fluttered his long, impish eyelashes at me. Then I patiently fed him, spoonful by spoonful, even though half of the milk was coughed right back up onto my pelt. I kept myself calm and soothed him with my soft voice, singing to him about the forest and its great wonder. Soon he fell asleep in my lap, his little head neatly laid atop his hooves, his legs folded in until he was not much larger than a puppy. Afraid to leave him, I grabbed a small pillow and throw blanket from the saggy old couch and lay there, letting him stay next to me, warm, safe, and sound. That night, I dreamed of my parents.
My father was running through the forest as gracefully as a buck, springing over fallen trees with his bow strapped to his back. The tips of his arrows glistened in the sunlight. My mother was waiting for him in a sunlit clearing, her mane curled, her make-up done, looking prettier than I'd ever remembered seeing her. They embraced, then suddenly turned and walked away into the forest, leaving me behind as I stood, unable to move, as though my hooves were rooted to the ground like a tree's trunks. And yet I was not alone... a tall, grand-looking elk stood next to me, and snorted comfortingly, nuzzling me like a mother. I looked at her, and saw she was the tiny elk's mother, the one who had been struck down by the truck. I promised her I would take care of her son, and she not-quite-smiled, then vanished, as though she had only been a trick of light. I knew then that he would be different from the other orphans. We bonded, more easily than I had ever thought possible.
I awoke that morning to find him sniffing curiously at the counter in my tiny kitchen. His outstretched neck allowed him to nibble cautiously at a mint leaf I had left out. "Elliot!" I cried in surprise, making him start. I didn't even think about it, the name just flowed off of my tongue so naturally, and the way he reacted -- that was his name, and it always would be. Slowly he came towards me, and curled up between my front legs, affectionately licking the bottom of my chin and chortling happily. Since that moment, Elliot has been my best friend in the world. Sure, it's gotten a bit harder to have him sleep at my side since he continues to grow larger and larger by the day, but I wouldn't let him leave for the world. Sometimes I dream of his mother watching down on us happily from the heavens, glad to see her son growing happy and free in the forest. He helps me when I help the other animals, and I dread the day that I know he will have to leave me and go off into the forest in search of a mate of his own, to have little children of his own and live out his life like an elk should. It's selfish, but sometimes I wish I could keep him here forever, as a tiny child.

"The forest is my life, and I shall never flee my duties."

[hdmwolf]

She's so adorable and I love deers so much <3
I will have to try out for her over the weekend :D

[typewriter;]

Username: Hello there! I am your new stalker follower ~*Hedwig*~! If you absolutely, positively MUST shorten my username, you may call me Hedwig, with out the "~**~"'s!
Name: If I where to joyously bring this young filly home, I would name her Fleur Fawn, meaning flower fawn in French.
Talent: Fleur's talent is taking to the woodland creatures. The squirrels, chipmunks, birds, and ecspecially the deer. She loves all the woodland creatures, but the deer hold a special place in her heart.
Personality: Fleur is caring, sweet, and shy. Spending more time in the woods than in the town. She can be a but reserved with other ponies, but with her little woodland creature friends, she will open her heart and let it sing to them.
Extras!:

How I Got My Cutie Mark
It was a bright sunny day, I was trying to get away from all of the commotion in town, so I left to go to my normal place in the woods. I loved it there. I feel more at home there than well, even my home! I went and layed down under the canopy of trees. I whistled a sweet melody, and the mocking birds whistled back. I then went to "my" apple tre I had found a few years back to get something to eat. There, I found an abandoned fawn. I picked one of the shining green apples off of "my" tree and cargully offered it to the little fawn. He are it greedily. "There you go!" I told him. "Thanks!" came a strange voice. It sounded as though it had come from my head. I jumped back, startled and scared. Never before had I met another pony in the woods. The dawn also jumped back, frightened by me being frightened. "I'm sorry to scare you!" the voice said again. "Hey! Look at your flank!" the voice said in wonderment and awe. I turned, only to see a green apple appear on my flank! "My cutie mark!" I exclaimed. But in my head, then realizing that in sharing an apple from "my" tree, I opened my self up to the fawn, something I had never done with another pony, leaving me able to communicate with him, and leading me to get my cutie mark.

Possibly a WIP!

[~Tornado~]

Adorable!!!!

[royalty.]

will add more)

Username Luna
Name Bambi
Talent
Personality
Extras! (Extras will give you a better chance at winning!)

[kaypatts]

Username;
Kayla
Name;
Dawn
Talent;
Her talent is finding apples in her forest, and helping the Apple Family by finding the sweetest green apples.
Personality;
dawn is super sweet and is such a softie. She is much like Fluttershy, though she is not shy. She owns tons of pets, and is an amazing friend.
Extras;
PETS;

Name-Species-Gender

Danielle-Bunny-Female
Honey-Bear-Male
Lily-Frog-Female
Parker-Dog-Male
Jada-Cat-Female