[azhefa.]

Angelic Arabians, or AAs, are small, equine creatures, ranging from about 13 hh to 16 hh. They are scarcely larger, although several have been known to be a bit smaller, around 12 hh. They have a build that resembles Arabians very closely, and since they originated in the Cloud Kingdoms above the deserts, they are believed to be the ancestors- or possible winged evolutions- of the classic Arabian. Males usually weigh in around 1,000 pounds- females remain closer to 800. One of their most distinguishing features is their wings- these large, feathery limbs are a vital part of their bodies. They are the same size in males and females, and are generally one color, but occasionally, feathers or wingtips will have spots or bars. They are aids for the AAs- of course, they use them to fly! Their feathering is also a large part of them. It keeps their leg temperature regulated, so that they do not overheat or freeze up while the Arabian is flying or running. There is an upper half and a lower half to the feathering- some on the fetlock, and some on the cannon bone. Their manes and tails also differ greatly. There are four known patterns- a shorter one, a long one, a wavy one, and the default, the most common one.

This pretty mare is a normal chestnut with two socks and a blaze. She also has no mutations, just a common mare.
(co = common)

(co) Normal Chestnut Coloring
(co) Socks
(co) Blaze
(co) Second Variation Mane/Tail

If you want this pretty mare just fill out the form below! End date = April 30 (enough time?)

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Username:
AAA Name: (Must be unique and have a meaning)
Gender: Mare
Age:
Height: 14.6 hands
Personality:
Extra: (At least 2)

[randompersonH2O]

Username: randompersonH2O
AAA Name: Belle Fleur (beautiful flower in French)
Gender: Mare
Age: 2 years
Height: 14.6 hands
Personality: she is a very shy and quiet mare, though she speaks whenever spoken to. She tries her best to see the good side in any horse or human, which is almost always possible. However, she can be somewhat of a daredevil, flying her favorite way to pass the time. She takes it a step further by coming up with tricks, many of which most horses wouldn't dare try until they had seen her accomplish them.
Extra: (At least 2)
Theme song: Dreams Don't Turn to Dust, by Owl City.
Story:
(Will be in My own point of view. This will be about me finding her.)
I smiled as I pulled myself into the saddle, the pudgy palomino pony starting forward as soon as I was settled in. My heart was beating fast, for today was the day I would be allowed to go on my first trail ride. I looked to my riding instructor, who was already atop her own horse.
"You ready?" She asked, taking a quick look at her horse's girth.
I nodded, reaching down to check the girth on my own horse. It was okay, despite the fact that it was still sliding a bit. It had never been possible to keep the saddle from sliding anyway, so I should be fine.
We walked our horses out of the barn, my instructor, Allison, in the lead. We steered towards the woods, the trees looming in the distance. They seemed slightly ominous, but I wasn't afraid. I knew somewhere in those trees was a trail full of secrets. Secrets I was about to discover.
I squeezed repeatedly with my calves, making sure that the pony kept an energetic walk as we entered the forest. I tried my best to multitask, taking in the beauty of the peaceful forest while watching where I was steering the horse. I was immediately in awe, the crisp green leaves coupling with the bright yellow daffodils well. The tall oak trees blotted out the sunlight, making it look a bit darker than it had been when we left.
"Make sure to watch out for anything that might spook her," Allison said, taking a quick look back at me before concentrating on the way we were going.
I nodded, scanning the forest for anything that didn't belong there. It was fairly quiet, save for the chattering birds and rustling of leaves.
We soon exited the forest, making our way into a flat clearing littered with different colored flowers. I squinted at the sun, glad to see it smiling down upon me yet again.
Suddenly, I spotted a brown dot moving through the grass. I frowned, unsure what it was. However, Allison seemed to have already spotted it, her eyes widening at the sight of it.
"Turn around," she said tersely,"they're coyotes."
I nodded, turning the pony around. However, I spotted more brown patches of fur emerging from the tall grass.
I yelped as my horse flew forward, gripping onto my horse's neck as she flew down the trail. I looked to my right, spotting the brown dots flying after us. I tried getting my balance again, but I chose the most in opportune moment to try it, for my horse kicked out at the coyotes. I flew from the saddle, my flight being stopped by the trunk of a tree. I yelped, the neighs of my horse echoing in my ears as everything went black.

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I groaned as I opened my eyes, a cold nose touching my face as I attempted to stand.i looked up to see a beautiful chestnut horse, her mane blowing in the breeze. What was even more amazing, however, is that she had wings.
"What is a beautiful horse like you doing here?" I mumbled, bracing myself against the tree as I stood.
"Qu'est-ce que tu dit?" (What did you say?) the horse asked, taking a step towards me. My eyes widened, unable to believe that the horse had spoken to me. She had spoken French, but she had spoken.
"Je dit qu'est-ce que tu fait ici." (I asked what you were doing here.) I replied, finding my balance as I stumbled towards her.
"J'ai ecouté toi," (I heard you) she said, supporting me with her head as I stood up again.
"Merci beaucoup pour l'aide," (thank you so much for the help.) I said, feeling I needed to be polite.
"Ce n'est pas un problem. Tu es tres polite," (it's not a problem. You're very polite.)

(Sorry about all the edits. I'll leave it at this since you closed the postings.)

[azhefa.]

Ends tomorrow!

[~Rose Tyler~]

Username:Ithdreil~of`Sundance
AAA Name: (Must be unique and have a meaning)Ithdreil~ it means shy beautiful creature
Gender: Mare
Age: 3 years
Height: 14.6 hands
Personality: Ithdreil is shy not very talkitive and easily frightened. She does not say much except to her best friends and she does not like to be the center of attention. She likes to do small secret deeds for other AAA and she is very gentle and good with animals and plants she love the outdoors and despises the indoors. SHe is very sweet and sincere when she does speak.
Extra: (At least 2)When the north wind moans thro' the blind creek courses
And revels with harsh, hot sand,
I loose the horses, the wild red horses,
I loose the horses, the mad, red horses,
And terror is on the land.

With prophetic murmer the hills are humming,
The forest-kings bend and blow;
With hoofs of brass on the baked earth strumming,
O brave red horses, they hear us coming,
And the legions of death lean low.

O'er the wooded height, and the sandy hollow
Where the boles to the axe have rung,
Tho' they fly the foreman as flies the swallow,
The fierce red horses, my horses, follow
With flanks to the faint earth flung.

Or with frenzied hieroglyphs, fear embossing
Night's sable horizon bars,
Thro' tangled mazes of death-darts crossing,
I swing my leaders and watch them tossing
Their red manes against the stars.

But when South winds sob in the drowned creek courses
And whisper to hard wet sand,
I hold the horses, the spent red horses,
I hold the horses, the tired red horses,
And silence is on the land.

Yea, the South wind sobs among the drowned creek courses
For sorrows no man shall bind---
Ah, God! For the horses, the black plumed horses,
Dear God! For the horses, Death's own pale horses,
That raced in the tracks behind.


Ithdreil padded trough the tall grass bored looking for something to do when Alek a tall handsom AAA apeared out of no where Hello Ithdreil do you want to go flying with me I'm bored and have nothing else to do he said blushing hard. Ithdreil nodded her head Sure Her wing tips touched his beautiful Black and gray ones She blushed. They took into the sky and after a few minutes of flying he started showing off for her. She laughed and blushed whan they laned they walked toghether on the sandy beach of the Island they called home. Ithdreil Um... I like you a lot said Alek after awhile of silence I like you too alek said Tihdreil calmly yet her heart pounded in her chest. I love you said Alek and he nuzzled his head into her mane I love you to she said and rested her head on his shouleder and they contiued walking along the shore....... What will happen will they become mates and have foals or will something terrible happen?

I will finish the story whaen the winner is annouced

[azhefa.]

Okie dokie (:

[azhefa.]

Posting is now closed! I'll post my decision soon!

[azhefa.]

I'm happy to announce that randompersonH2O gets the mare!

I like the story and I think its ironic that the instructor has my name, plus I love Owl City, Dreams is one of my favorite songs.

Sorry Sundance, I will be making others so please feel free to try for them too (:

[randompersonH2O]

Thanks so much!

[~Rose Tyler~]

Congrats you deserve it