[G.L'S]

Owner: Gandalf the Grey

Stallion's Name: Pollution's Heir
Stallion's Age: 9 Years Old
Stallion's Breed: Arabian

Mare's Name: Nature's Antiquity
Mare's Age: 7 Years Old
Mare's Breed: Thoroughbred

Colt's Name: Antiquity's Downfall
Colt's age (PPS or Adult): Yearling
Colt's breed: Anglo-Arab

Story/Art: Story!

I sat, anxious to see the horses. Even though I already had quite a few, I never had owned a stallion. Today I was adopting a family of three from Cottonwood. A stallion, mare and colt. I was excited for the chance I would give them, the experiences we would have. In truth, I was ecstatic to see them.

A gentle knocking on the door of the adoption building stirred me out of my stupor. "Are they here?" I asked anxiously, the reply was a curt nod. I jumped up and followed the handler out of the building. I gazed around the field until I saw them.

They were amazing. The stallion shimmered with regality, the mare was a tall, delicate creature and the colt was a handsome mix of both. I stared in wonder at them, and then made my way over to them. The stallion whinnied at me and moved closer. Thrilled, I reached out my hand and touched his velvety nose. I grinned as he nickered. The mare nudged my arm and snorted as the foal tried to reach over the fence.

I turned to the handler, "These are mine, right?" The handled smiled and nodded, as if he'd seen many events similar to mine. I beamed and turned back to them. "Good" I said, satisfied beyond mortal comprehension.

Later That Day

I held my breath as the two handlers pulled the excited stallion out of the trailer. They lead him into a nearby pen and let him go. He promptly speed off, neighing urgently to the mare and colt. The mare answered, sounding heartbroken. As the handlers led her out, she leaned towards the pen, but whinnied over her shoulder at her colt. The colt came bounding out, and then ran after his mother. The handlers let them in and the small herd ran around and around, and then settled down and started exploring the paddock. I watched them until the sun went down and the air grew cold. As I lay in bed, I reflected on the events that happened today. I breathed a sigh of relief at the success of my new found family.

[SerenWish]

Amazing! I'll get right on this!

can we both draw and write? how long can the story be max? and will the deadline be the end of your hiatus?

[G.L'S]

Yes you can do both if you really want to and max wording is 1,000. My hiatus is until the 25th, I'll see how the entries are on that day and if there's a sufficient amount of entries, I'll judge it then. I'll let you know a little beforehand

[SerenWish]

Yes you can do both if you really want to and max wording is 1,000. My hiatus is until the 25th, I'll see how the entries are on that day and if there's a sufficient amount of entries, I'll judge it then. I'll let you know a little beforehand

Thank you! Sorry for the barrage of questions, I just wanted to be sure!

[warmblxxd]

Owner: pupstar200

Stallion's Name: Diva
Stallion's Age: 5
Stallion's Breed: Arabian

Mare's Name: Dark moon
Mare's Age: 5
Mare's Breed: Thoroughbred

Colt's Name: Cedric
Colt's age (PPS or Adult): 1
Colt's breed: Anglo-Arab

Story/Art: (in Divas point of view The whip on my back stung and even though they knew i had not had my foal yet, they beat me. My stally rearing in his stall.
My name is Diva and my stally is dark moon. We live on this horrible farm where we are beaten almost everyday. I tried to lay down but i couldn't. I felt dizzy and in pain. THe whips left cuts in my stallys back and he was led to be riden. I nickered to him and he nickered back. The lady whipped him and then tightend a girth on his saddle. Clip clop i could here the hooves as she worked him.... a little to hard. She stuck him in his stall no care about cooling or grooming. We were both bad and scared now. white rimed my eyes. The next day. Someone had called CWHR. CWHR took me into a trailer with Dark moon and led us into a barn. I was surprised how nice they were. I got a big stall next to Dark moon. I layed down and and had my foal. Vets were around my and i was scared but i knew it was for the better. We named the colt Cedric. Cedric was a cute and strong for a colt. A month later pupstar came to visit us. Everyday she gained more of our trust. We even ate from her hand. The CWHR saw how well she handled us and they let her adopt us. My family has been happy ever since. (sorry its kinda sad)

[InkD3ath]

Owner:BilboBagginsis and Zoye11 we share this account since she lost her password

Stallion's Name:Make My Day
Stallion's Age:5 years
Stallion's Breed: Arabian

Mare's Name:Gypsy Angel
Mare's Age:4 years
Mare's Breed: Thoroughbred

Colt's Name:Soldier
Colt's age (PPS or Adult):adult
Colt's breed: Anglo-Arab

Story/Art:
As a cold bitter day of snow poured down on a stallion and his mare, 2 people were choping wood in the forest. The mare pregnant with a colt soon due. The stallion thin and boney as the mare. As the people were working they saw the poor horses so they got a lenght of rope and slowly but gently slid them over the horse's heads. They brought them to thier barn as soon as they could. They were given 30 pounds of hay to eat from time to time.
In the middle of the night the mare had her colt. It was a beautiful bayish colored foal. So they decided to name him Soldier because he stood up to a bitter cold and survived. The mother they named Gypsy Angel because of her angelic ways. The father they named Make My Day because of his atitude tword a halter. These horses were part of a prophecy called The Pandorians. They were yet to be discovered by a magical being called a siren. She was hunting them to take them back to her planet Pandora. These horses never knew this but this is just the begining.

[Ariana Black]

holy moly this is awesome G.L.

[G.L'S]

Thanks Makani, the layering was pretty tricky I'll admit ^^

[Hemalily]

Owner: Gandalf the Grey

Stallion's Name: Pollution's Heir
Stallion's Age: 9 Years Old
Stallion's Breed: Arabian

Mare's Name: Nature's Antiquity
Mare's Age: 7 Years Old
Mare's Breed: Thoroughbred

Colt's Name: Antiquity's Downfall
Colt's age (PPS or Adult): Yearling
Colt's breed: Anglo-Arab

Story/Art: Story!

I sat, anxious to see the horses. Even though I already had quite a few, I never had owned a stallion. Today I was adopting a family of three from Cottonwood. A stallion, mare and colt. I was excited for the chance I would give them, the experiences we would have. In truth, I was ecstatic to see them.

A gentle knocking on the door of the adoption building stirred me out of my stupor. "Are they here?" I asked anxiously, the reply was a curt nod. I jumped up and followed the handler out of the building. I gazed around the field until I saw them.

They were amazing. The stallion shimmered with regality, the mare was a tall, delicate creature and the colt was a handsome mix of both. I stared in wonder at them, and then made my way over to them. The stallion whinnied at me and moved closer. Thrilled, I reached out my hand and touched his velvety nose. I grinned as he nickered. The mare nudged my arm and snorted as the foal tried to reach over the fence.

I turned to the handler, "These are mine, right?" The handled smiled and nodded, as if he'd seen many events similar to mine. I beamed and turned back to them. "Good" I said, satisfied beyond mortal comprehension.

Later That Day

I held my breath as the two handlers pulled the excited stallion out of the trailer. They lead him into a nearby pen and let him go. He promptly speed off, neighing urgently to the mare and colt. The mare answered, sounding heartbroken. As the handlers led her out, she leaned towards the pen, but whinnied over her shoulder at her colt. The colt came bounding out, and then ran after his mother. The handlers let them in and the small herd ran around and around, and then settled down and started exploring the paddock. I watched them until the sun went down and the air grew cold. As I lay in bed, I reflected on the events that happened today. I breathed a sigh of relief at the success of my new found family.

[vhenan.]

Owner:Blaise The Cat

Stallion's Name: Presidential Crown
Stallion's Age:4 years
Stallion's Breed: Arabian

Mare's Name: Nova's Little Bravery
Mare's Age:3 years
Mare's Breed: Thoroughbred

Colt's Name: Eagle's Dependance
Colt's age (PPS or Adult): PPS- 1 year
Colt's breed: Anglo-Arab

Story/Art: Story!

((WIP))