[.The Bootless Box.]

"M E R R I L Y - M E R R I L Y - M E R R I L Y, - L I F E - I S - B U T - A - D R E A M"

You are a great champion.
When you ran, the ground shook,
the sky opened and mere mortals parted.
Parted the way to victory,
where you'll meet me in the winner's circle,
where I'll put a blanket of flowers on your back.
(c) Dreamworks

And at the break of day you sank into your dream, you dreamer

On a date by a chocolate lake
Down by the rotary
Past town at the edge
Looking down at butterflies

And at the break of day you sank into your dream, you dreamer
(c) Jenn Grant

Username:
{Internal Blackout}
Kias name:
Soñador or Dreamer
Most know her as Sonya though
Gender:
Female

I, {Internal Blackout}, promise to take care of and never ever
abandon my little Dreamer in any way~




H E R ~ D R E A M
I had waited forever so it seemed for the humans to let me free, to run. It had been a hard .year with a broken leg I remember when I broke it. I knew I shouldn't have raced that day, yet They forced me into the gate. So I did go, and got lost in running, in the amazing adrenaline. I was winning ahead by a length, the crowd cheering me on; the thrill and fierceness of competition driving me. Suddenly I felt the crack and snap of my bones before I tumbled flipping over as I did. I laid their crumpled knowing I was going to die. I fought them the whole way, gently so they didn't think I was some wild mare, but in the end someone took me in. I was broken for months and then got my fight back.

Now I fell the excitement the thrill all over again, It's not as fast as I used to be, but I don't care. I want to run, it's my freedom. We're lined up at the gate fidgeting ready to go. I trained and worked for my freedom, it's finally here.

*Dinnngggg* The bell sounds, the doors open and I burst out taking in the pack at first. I see my real competition as I look around, Goliath's Boy in the lead and speed towards him happy to wipe him out. We're head to head around the bend racing to get to the finish. He's a head by little then me, then him. It's exhilarating, but I won't let him win. The strength and willpower pours out of me and I fall back. Then I shook my head slightly, thinking 'He can't win, there's no way I'll let it happen.' I race forward pushing myself as hard as I can and I get to his shoulder his head and we pass the last pole before the finish head to head, the crowd is going crazy I'm almost free.

I push even harder than I thought I could, getting a length ahead just as the finish zooms by! Everyone is cheering the crowd's going crazy! I am led to the winner's circle where I am doused in victory flowers. This is my dream, my freedom, my- "SONYA! Get up, Now." I heard and looked around still at the track. Then I was deeply saddened when I realized that it was just a dream and with that my other reality shattered and I opened my eyes blinking.

"Coming!" I called getting up wondering what they wanted. I was generally pretty friendly but I just wanted my dream. I walked day dreaming to where I heard the voice from in the tall grass. I sighed, maybe this reality was just a dream too? That I was in a coma somewhere else? I wondered who I might be, what I might look like. I smiled, maybe this life is a dream, it's good one too hopefully...


A R T

Extra

W.I.P

[owls-in-october]

Username: Maeflower, but some call me Mae. I'm a proud OC-designer who hasn't yet managed to win a Kiamara, but hopes that her miraculous skill-level with words will change that. XD This Kiamara really caught my eye: I've been riding horses since I was seven, and I love the animals in every way imaginable. So I'm hoping that maybe with a little fairydust and lots of luck, Kiamara #253 will be mine.

Kias name: "Sorrell Indiana" is her show name, but Sorrell is her barn name. Now, I bounced around tons of names for a while here (I wanted to name her Benji after my favorite pony, but it's too masculine), when finally I settled on what I think is a pretty decent cowgirl-name. In the end, the cutest and most suiting name took over - thus, Sorrell. It's pronounced "sor-EL in-dee-an-a".

Gender: Female. Her long brunette forelock and tail hair, plus her cute brown freckles on a long white blaze...they all spoke of a country girl.

Horse related adventure:


Extra:
I, (username), promise to take care of and never ever abandon my little (name of kia) in any way~

[luvarien]

Username:
Im Let it r a i n,pleased to meet you!
Kias name:
This little darling's name shall be Ferradura,meaning 'Horseshoe' In French
Nickname of Kia:
Little Ferradura only goes by the nickname of Ferra,nothing more,nothing less
Gender:
My darling Ferra is female,if you please
Horse related adventure:
Welp,here goes!

Friday - 2nd - March

My great horse adventure

Dear Diary,
Today Was just a mormal day on The ranch,But I Have to say,The horse treck Was amazing! For starters,I didnt get dirty.The horse I rode Was Amie,The bay chesnut mare at The stables,she has alwaise been really nice when I ride her,a perfect companion for a soft and gentle Kiamara,much Like myself.Anyway,on The treck We went up into The mountains,and by we,I mean me and Amie.It Was really nice up there,alone with some time for ourselves,to think about things and Have some Fun together.I packed a small picnick with a blanquet and some apples for Amie.Once We got to The top,I set The picnick and snacks because by that time We where both geting hungry.When I had enough to eat and Amie had finneshed her apples,We set of back for home,stopping a few times to take some pictures with The camera I packed.
On the last picture (Amie Was getting annoyed because she had to keep stopping,so I promised her that it would be the last photo) I heard a russtling in a bush that Was going to Have its picture taken.I jumped of Amie's back and peered into The supprisingly soft bush to see a white foal struggling to get to its feet.I called the bay chesnut mare over to help,but as soft and kind as Amie is,she is as stubborn as a mule! (No offence to any and all mules out there!) When I finnaly persuaded The mare over to The bush with some apples from a tree,We both mannaged to help The foal up and,by my concern,I found out it Was a colt.

Once me and Amie got back to The ranch,my parents where suprised to see a small,white colt stumbling his way allong The grass trying to catch up.In The end We decided to keep him with The name Neo,because he alwaise had Bundles of energy and a slight neon glitter in his eyes.
Well,it really Was a great horse adventure for me and Amie! And also,wen no one Was watching,I teased Amie by saying :"See? If I didnt stop every minute to take a picture We would never had noticed Little Neo in The bushes!" To wich The young mare replied to with a snort.



Personality:
self conscious

Ferra tends to value her appearance and behavior greatly. She hates to look dirty, and often times takes excessive measures to keep clean. This has put certain boundaries on many activities, such as joining in on adventures or games with her friends.
She also keeps her behavior in check. She absolutely cannot come off as mean, gross, sarcastic, or rude. She doesn't want to be hated by others, or have reasons for them to keep away from her.

timid but eager

Ferra is very cautious and timid at times, especially when trying new things. She's always afraid she or someone else will be injured, or chewed out for doing something awfully foolish. She's also somewhat shy around new kiamaras she doesn't know, especially because she knows nothing about them! Who knows if they're criminals on the run, or kiamara-nappers, or worse!
However, if Ferra is comfortable with something, she's always eager and excited to do it again.

kind & generous

Little Ferradura is a very caring kia. She has an extremely soft heart, a kind soul through-and-through. She'll gladly help anyone out, as long as it isn't illegal. She draws the line there! She is very loving, and becomes an almost-open book, and very friendly once she gets to know someone well enough.
This girl is also very generous. She enjoys helping others and giving things to help another without a second thought, while not expecting anything in return. She'll gladly take her own friends' chores on if they have a good reason to get out of them.


a bit of a pushover?

This trait comes along from being too generous at times. Darling Ferra is often too timid to stand up for herself, and usually her friends and family come in to defend her when she's in need. Bold is one thing that Ferra is obviously not! She sees confidence hard-to-find, sadly only for herself. This thought puzzles her, when so many others seem to be swimming in confidence. Many have tried to teach her how to be a little bolder, or stand up for herself. But Ferra isn't able to change- she doesn't really want to. She likes how she is!
Too bad she can't find the courage to say that, either.

a total dreamer

She's always got her head in the clouds, many others say. Ferradura is often drifting away when she's sad, lonely, or bored. Reality isn't always the best place to be, so she made her own little world where nothing has gone wrong. No sadness, no crying, no pain... Just a perfect place in Ferra's eyes. Nothing can harm her there. It's another bit of the reason she doesn't want to change her ways- she mustn't let her castle in the clouds fall down.
It's her own little paradise.
Ferra searches through the truth of things through her thoughts and dreams- coming up with theories and ideas on just about everything. She believes truly that history will repeat itsself if some things of the past are not uncovered. The wars, the terror- pure chaos. She can't let this happen- because history could begin to repeat at any given time- and she certainly doesn't want to be in the middle of the ruins.
But her mind and her dreams are just a small part of the reverie Ferradura hides away in.

clever

Quick to react, this kia is. When she's not dreaming in the way or barricaded by her fears, she can be ever-so-smart and even a tad sarcastic if someone is being way too unintelligent. Puzzles and mysteries intrigue this little one, depending on the dangers at stake. She's good with many types of challenges, but she doesn't let it carry her away- she mustn't hurt another's feeling if she starts to act rude! She's not much for pranks, but she's fairly good at being able to sense when her friends are ready to poke some fun at her. So, say she ended up on some crazy adventure into an ancient temple and she and her comrades don't want to set off any traps, so she'd hesitantly go ahead and spot the evidence and figure out what traps were which, where they mostlikely were, and how not to set them off.
This trait has also helped her sneak a few sweet treats while no one was watching, by the way.

Likes:
Berets ✔I think they suit me,don't you?
Northern lights ✔They get into my mind and mesmorize me with beautiful colours...
Apple cider ✔It's delicious!
Music ✔I love singing,and dancing,basically anything to do with music!
One Direction ✔Two words:Pure.Awesome!
Bows ✔Preferably around my neck or on my tail,brown or white
Miss-matched things ✔They are cute and I Like them,problem?
Hot chocolate ✔Warm and soothing on a cold Sunday!
Cream ✔The perfect topper for Hot chocolate!
Blue ✔My favorite colour,next to brown that is...
Wind ✔It runs through my fur and makes me feel free Like a bird
Rain/snow ✔I love dancing in The Rain and snowball fights!
Birds ✔As I said,to me they are a simble of freedom
Horses ✔They are beautiful creatures
Horseshoes ✔Like my little charm!
Stars ✔Oohhh...Shiny....O.O
Fireflies ✔Pretty Cool,aren't they?
Dislikes:
Eye burning colors ✗They hurt my eyes!
Being thirsty ✗Must.Get.Water!
Dry throat ✗*Cough* Can I Have a drink?
Burning hot weather ✗Way...Too...Hot...
The smell of metal ✗Peeeyewww!
Know it alls ✗Blah Blah blah!
Colds & allergies ✗Yeah,I dislike sneezing every two minutes
Math ✗Look,2+2=I don't care!
Fire ✗I just do okay?
Spiders/Tarantulas ✗Hey,everyone has a phobia,right?
Splinters ✗They hurt and you can't see them,what is there to actually Like about it?
Dramaticalness ✗Okay I get it,you don't Have to throw a tantrum!
Small spaces ✗Are The walls closing in on me or am I imagining things...?
Being itchy ✗Gah! Must.Scratch!
Boredom ✗Ugh.....Sooooo bored.....
Justin Bieber ✗Eww! I can't believe you actually Like him!

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Are you ready for your interview,miss?

Im ready.

I will write in this colour and Ferra writes in this colour

So,what might your name and gender be?
You allready know those things,silly!
Just answer the question!
Okay,my name's Ferradura,but you may only call me Ferra.And my gender is obviously female
Thank you,Ferra.So how old are you?
That's rude!At least it isn't a stupid question again.But anyway,Im a young teenager,11 in your years.
Okay,so what-
Actually,how did you get that horseshoe charm?
That is something for me to know and for you to find out
Fine... So what's your favorite colour?
That's easy,Brown! Or golden,Im not shore...
So it's not that easy?
Allow me to say something,will you?
Of course,go ahead.
*Clears throat* Next Question!!!
For a small kiamara you really have a loud voice!
Anyway,What things in life are your favorite?
Like what things?
Like...You favorite food,place,season,object...
Well,My favorite food,place,thing and season would be peanutbutter,the stables,my horseshoe charm and summer.
Okay,that'll do for now.
Great!
Hang on,one last question!
Ugh,another one?!
Yes,another one that you will answer. How did you get that horseshoe charm?
I never promised that I would answer that cuestion,and you will Find out soon enough,anyway.

Spoil Sport...

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I,Let it r a i n, promise to take care of and never ever abandon my darling little Ferra in any way~

[kibbleeCat]

Username;;
dingo.

Name;;
avalon, meaning island of apples.

Gender;;
female.

Horse related adventure;;
Coming soon

Art;;
Coming soon

I, dingo., promise to take care of and never ever abandon my little Avalon in any way~

[Manx]

Oh wow, this is gorgeous! <3
I'll certainly be trying out! ^^

[Re b e l]

--Username--
Hello! I am I♥TheWanted. Nice to meet you!

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--Kias Name--
If I were to name this Kia anything I would have to say Max. He just looks like a Max to me. This is one of my favorite names, it is also the name of my dog (who this Kia reminds me of). Yes, Max is what I would call him.

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--Gender--
I would say he is a Male. He just looks like a boy to me.

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--Horse Related Adventure--
(Not sure if you mean an adventure that happened to me or the Kia, so I will just do both.)
My Adventure: I had just gotten my horse Butterscotch, a Tennessee Walking horse. I loved him to death, his palomino coat matched my blonde hair perfectly. We were on a trail ride with my mom and her horse Big Red. Butterscotch spooked and galloped down the gravel path with me clinging to his back. I fell off and broke my arm, when I looked up I saw Butterscotch above me, he took a step forward and stepped on my thigh, not hard enough to brake, it just left a nasty bruise. When my Mom found us she forced me to get back into the saddle, I didn't want to but I knew If I didn't then I might never get into a saddle again. So with my broken arm and blood dripping everywhere, I rode back to the barn and to the hospital.

Kia Adventure: It was a long day and I wanted nothing more then to drift off to sleep. Suddenly the loud pounding of hooves thundered threw the surrounding valley. I looked up and watched as a huge herd of wild mustangs galloped threw the field, close enough to touch. It was amazing, but it was so quick. They were gone within the blink of my eyes. All that was left of them was the trampled grass and shallow hoof prints that would be gone by morning. I didn't tell anyone, I wanted the memory all to myself.

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--Extra--
1.Art By Me





2.Art by becca101

I, I♥TheWanted, promise to take care of and never ever abandon my little Max in any way~

[S~B]

CHESNUT

Username:
S~B

Kias name:
Chesnut

Gender:
Female

Extra:
W.I.p.

The Treasure of Sandy Island

Something seemed to prod her...
Chesnut's ice blue eyes flickered open to see the light blue sky. The ground below her was soft. She lay on a very light coloured sand with the ocean lapping at her paws in little waves before slipping back into the safety of the ocean. She turned her head to see a large white horse nuzzling her. He neighed in delight as she awakened.
Chesnut struggled to clamber to her paws as the sand slid beneath her. Finally, her white paws found balance.
"It's about time you got up." The white horse neighed.
"Where am I?" The brown kiamara looked around the coast, her eyes wide as she scanned the islands beach. The sun flickered on her brown fur and her dark mane fluttered in the breeze.
"Well... If you are blind... You are on a beach, on an island, in the middle of the sea." The horse laughed.
"How did I get here?" The kiamara asked.
"How should I know?"
"And who are you?" Chesnut turned her head to the white horse, lifting a brow.
"The names Yogi! I'm a citizen on this island. I was taking a peaceful trot along the coast and then saw you. What are you?" Yogi tilted his head and flicked his ears.
"I am chesnut. the kiamara." Chesnut announced proudly.
"A kiamara...? I thought they were myths!" Yogi gazed in wonder.
"A myth! There are hundreds of us! We are really popular on the main land." Chesnut said, shocked on how this horse didn't know what a Kiamara was. Yogi shook his head.
"Nope, not on the mainland. Nobody has ever seen one." He eyed Chesnut, his snowy white mane was fluffed out.
"Really.... Well... We exist." Chesnut shrugged and trotted towards the ocean.
"Where are you going?" Yogi asked, cantering after her to stand beside her and look out to the ocean.
"Where am I? I'm in a whole different world..." Chesnut whispered. Yogi said nothing for he didn't know what to say.
"So... How are you going to get back?" He asked, finally blurting out something to say. Chesnut shook her head and sat down, her shoulders sagged.
"I have no idea." She admitted.
"Erm... Well... There is one horse that I know who might know something about your situation." Yogi said. Chesnuts ears perked and her eyes lightened.
"Really! Well, lets get going!" Chesnut jumped to her paws.

The kiamara and the horse trotted across the beach, a huge jungle loomed infront of them. Chesnut looked up in wonder.
"Woah." She whispered.
"My friends in there." Yogi shook his head towards the dense trees. Strange noises screeched from within it. Yogi trotted in, his white tail swinging. Chesnut gulped before following Yogi with an edge to each step. The huge trees leaned in as if to sniff Chesnut's scent of fear.

To be continued...

I, S~B, promise to take care of and never ever abandon my little Chesnut in any way~

[Frangipani5]

Username: GSHP "What's yours?"
Kias name: Gale
Gender: This guy is begging to be a boy...
Horse related adventure: "Gale, hurry up would you?" That's just my little brother Marcus. "Alright, Alright!" I reply, why does Marcus have to be such a nag? I hate being nagged! Especially when you've been walking for 12 hours and are being nagged to go faster! I mean, really...? I'm, Gale. My family doesn't belong to a kiamara pack. We are wanderers you see. We just roam the countryside, scavenging for food and water, ya'know, a bit of a knick here a little robbery there... Not many people like us because of that though, we usually wander because if we stay in one spot for too long the sheriff might just get suspicious... Mum won't tell me what they do to thieves though, she says I'm to young. I had only been awarded my feathers two days ago, she won't count me as a young adult, yet. I've done more than most kia's my age, I'm a surviver. I've always been a leader, in my own sort of way. I wish mum would see it the way I do though, I'm not a pup anymore, and someone has to except that. Us wanderers believe that every kia has a connection with a animal, and it will get proven some point in life. I was still waiting for my proof, proof would tell you what animal you're connected to, my goal is to know that. Marcus is a monkey, I knew it since he was born. That was his first word, monkey. I wish mine were that obvious. Rich dark mud splatters my fur. Marcus is jumping in it, again. I am to tired to tell Marcus to stop, he won't listen to me anyway. Dad sits in the grainy soil wearily. Mum goes to un pack the satules that are hanging from our backs. She fills the bowl with wild nuts and water from the nearby stream. We always stop when we see mud. Mud means water is near, and the earth never lies. We sip up the water greedily, Marcus and I fighting over every mouthful. We gorge on nuts while Dad starts a campfire and mum lays our rugs, made by weaving he tall grass. When it rains we either hide under the rugs or go for the trees. When it's hot we'll lye on the rugs to protect us from the ants nest littering the ground. On cold nights we'll layer the rugs, we can always make new ones if we need more. I pull my rug over next to the fire for warmth before the darkness smothers the sky. The stars are shining above us in one big soft cloak, protecting us from the horrors of the night. Air is warm and the rug is soft... Drifting off to sleep...

The first rays of sunlight catch my eye as I awaken to our campsite. Mum is already filling the bowls with water and Dad is roasting the nuts on the fire, my stomach rumbles intensely, we needed more food. We couldn't buy anything from the shops... But we knew we would have to stop in town and steal some bread and butter from the bakery. We know that stealing's wrong, but it's the only way to survive as a wanderer. I trot over to the river bank, hoping to see some fresh fish to catch. "Aaah..." I'm falling and the water punches me with one freezing blast of power. I jump out screaming at the dropping temperature. I look over at Marcus, his cheeky grin fading as he runs at the murderous look I shoot at him. I'm not going to let him forget that, revenge is gonna be fun. It's no use daubing him in, Mum and Dad will just have a little giggle at the look on my face. "Breakfast is served!" Dad calls cheerfully. I look at my pile of nuts and bowl of water sitting on the dry ground, we all dig in silently, we all know it will not be enough. "Are we heading back to town?" Marcus says, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "Well... The next town is not for miles, so we'll have to go back to Bevemplieh..." Dad says uncomfortably. We have never gone back to the same village before, never. My brother and I stand in shock, our mouths wide open. "We'll need to make a quick get-a-way." says Mum, increasing our nervousness. WIP
Extra: Still a wip (planning on a short story)
I, GSHP , promise to take care of and never ever abandon my little Gale in any way~

[Violenca]

Username: Violenca
Kias name: Moritz
Gender: Female
Horse related adventure: Will be a Diary Entry that happend to me for real xD
Extra: Will be art i think ;3
I, Violenca, promise to take care of and never ever abandon my little Moritz in any way~

[Melonbread]

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