[Ariana Black]

These two are twins. They are rare even for ghosts. These two died at a young age. Usually I come up with their stories but this time it is your turn. You can choose to adopt only the one and give away the other, adopt one and let someone else adopt the other, or adopt them both for yourself. What I'm looking for is their points of view in the "Other" section. I will be making separate links for them so don't worry. If you want both of them make there names a little similar.

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    Owner:
    Name:
    Breed:
    Height: 12.3
    Gender: Filly
    Age at Day of Death: 6 months
    Age: 7 months
    Color: Chestnut
    Markings: White socks
    Other:

At first I want them as twins but that didn't work out. So instead lets say they were friends. The colt has been adopted so now it is just the filly. I'll keep my eye out for forms for her. This ends soon. If I get no more forms I'll gift her to someone.

[Laark]

Owner: Laark
Name: Alucard
Breed: Andalusian
Height: 12.3
Gender: Colt
Age at Day of Death: 6 months
Age: 7 months
Color: Black
Markings: Blaze
Other: Alucard pushed his nose between the sheet metal that was his trailer. He scented the cold night air, he could tell a storm was coming. Alucard stepped back and shook his mane out, the young girl driving the truck that hauled his trailer was unaware of the danger they were in. The storm cracked and blew over the land with a ferocity that rivaled a grizzly mother. Alucard tried to get the girls attention to warn her, but she was not listening. The heavens burst forth with a rain that quickly turned to sleet, icing the road and windshield. The colt inside of the trailer began to stomp and whinny. The young girl tried to see through the windshield, but it was a futile attempt that only led to disaster. The truck careened off the road and smashed into a tree, alucard stood up and shook himself. He was completely unharmed, and yet... He glanced over his shoulder at the body that once belonged to him. It lay broken amongst the twisted ruins of the trailer. The truck was nothing more than a pile of crumpled metal.
Alucard watched as the young girl stepped out, leaving her own body behind. She turned to him and fear was all that he could see. Then something changed, it seemed as though a light shined on the two of them, the girl had a wave of peace flow over her. Alucard felt a wave of fear and charged off into the night as swiftly as his legs would carry him. He could hear the girl calling to him and could feel her presence beside him, but he kept running. That was not his life anymore. he didn't know what was....



(Im not very creative yet, sorry x.x)

[Lost Wolf]

Owner: andycandy
Name: Blaze
Breed: Throughbred
Height: 12.3
Gender: Filly
Age at Day of Death: 6 months
Age: 7 months
Color: Chestnut
Markings: White socks
Other: I was a young horse when I died.I was walking along a pathway with my owner apperantaly about to get sold.Then I saw my brother bend down on the side of the path to nibble on some grass.I have to say I was hungry too but when I saw what owner did to my brother my stomach filled up with rage.Owner had whipped my brother just for eating some grass!

Oh boy did I get mad I got up and tried to kick owner but he was too fast he ducked away and then he whipped me on my face.

When I woke up I was somewhere I had never seen before. i was still hungry so I tried bending down to get somthing to eat but I couldnt! The two horses walked up to me.I am lilana and this is my foal Liliana's Dark Side.You are dead now and will never be going back to that cruel owner again.


Owner: andycandy
Name: Flame
Breed: throughbred
Height: 12.3
Gender: Colt
Age at Day of Death: 6 months
Age: 7 months
Color: Black
Markings: Blaze
Other: When I idied I was very young,still a foal actully.My owner was taking us down a long dirt road when I bent down to eat some grass.And guess what owner did! He whipped me! I can still feel the sting on my back as he hit me with that foul thing.

Then my sister stood up and tried to kick him.Owner whipped her right on the head! I bent down to lay down next to my sister.

I heard owner yell some things and then he whipped me again and again.Finally i couldnt see anything

Then i could see again.I was in a stable next to my sister.I saw two horses talking to her and i knew that I could finally be happy with her

[Shadow Elf]

Owner: Silent Elf
Name: Lightening Blaze
Breed: Mustang
Height: 12.3
Gender: Colt
Age at Day of Death: 6 months
Age: 7 months
Color: Black
Markings: Blaze
Other: It was a dark night, that is what I always tell people first. I remember a banging and shouts from outside. There seemed to be a commtion in the farm house, but I ignored it, like my mother had told me to do when I was even younger. As I started to nod back to sleep, a gust of wind so sharp and cold blow the barn doors wide open, and broke the top hinges. All the other horses started to whinning, trying to warn whoever wanted to enter. But nothing would stop the wind. I don't know what happened, but suddenly I picked up the sound of a different whinny, a shrill whinny, but there wasn't one, there was loads. Horses from long ago, and acompaning the dreadful noise, the slightly 'clip clop' of hooves as a herd of horses arrived. They stopped at every stall before my own, but said not a word to the horses. As they stopped at looked at my mother's, one whinned loudly, but was silenced by the others. As I continued to watch and listen, they turned as one and stared at me, faces I thought I would never again see. Favourite horses that had died of old age had returned. One of them stepped forward, walking through my stall door and headed for me. I backed up until I hit a corner, and knew I was trapped. Through them, I saw my mother fighting against her stall door, trying to reach me, but I knew it would be too late. I held my breath when I thought my life would be over, but nothing seemed to happen. Then, as I breathed again, every single ghost horse ran through, and every one of them dragged a little of me away from my body until finally, I felt myself drop to the ground. And as I dropped, one last horse ran through me and finally pulled me free from death. As I watched myself, a strange tingling sensation ran across my spine and down my tail, making me jump around. Suddenly, the ghost herd ran, back they way they had come, but I didn't move. I wanted to be with my mother, but the old horse who had dragged me free from my body called me to follow. I looked at him, then pointed at my mother with my nose. Sadly, he shook his head "She can't see you now." He spoke slowly to me. So, with a final whinny and a tear in my eye, I followed the old horse and have never again seen my mother.

[Ariana Black]

Owner: Silent Elf
Name: Lightening Blaze
Breed: Mustang
Height: 12.3
Gender: Colt
Age at Day of Death: 6 months
Age: 7 months
Color: Black
Markings: Blaze
Other: It was a dark night, that is what I always tell people first. I remember a banging and shouts from outside. There seemed to be a commtion in the farm house, but I ignored it, like my mother had told me to do when I was even younger. As I started to nod back to sleep, a gust of wind so sharp and cold blow the barn doors wide open, and broke the top hinges. All the other horses started to whinning, trying to warn whoever wanted to enter. But nothing would stop the wind. I don't know what happened, but suddenly I picked up the sound of a different whinny, a shrill whinny, but there wasn't one, there was loads. Horses from long ago, and acompaning the dreadful noise, the slightly 'clip clop' of hooves as a herd of horses arrived. They stopped at every stall before my own, but said not a word to the horses. As they stopped at looked at my mother's, one whinned loudly, but was silenced by the others. As I continued to watch and listen, they turned as one and stared at me, faces I thought I would never again see. Favourite horses that had died of old age had returned. One of them stepped forward, walking through my stall door and headed for me. I backed up until I hit a corner, and knew I was trapped. Through them, I saw my mother fighting against her stall door, trying to reach me, but I knew it would be too late. I held my breath when I thought my life would be over, but nothing seemed to happen. Then, as I breathed again, every single ghost horse ran through, and every one of them dragged a little of me away from my body until finally, I felt myself drop to the ground. And as I dropped, one last horse ran through me and finally pulled me free from death. As I watched myself, a strange tingling sensation ran across my spine and down my tail, making me jump around. Suddenly, the ghost herd ran, back they way they had come, but I didn't move. I wanted to be with my mother, but the old horse who had dragged me free from my body called me to follow. I looked at him, then pointed at my mother with my nose. Sadly, he shook his head "She can't see you now." He spoke slowly to me. So, with a final whinny and a tear in my eye, I followed the old horse and have never again seen my mother.

This story is so sad but I love it. Now we just need to adopt out the filly.

[Hermione Granger]

Owner: Hermione Granger
Name: Crimson Rain
Breed: Arabian
Height: 12.3
Gender: Filly
Age at Day of Death: 6 months
Age: 7 months
Color: Chestnut
Markings: White socks
Other: Never, ever trust a horse with the eyes of smoke. Especially if you know he feels like death incarnate. He was strong and tall, he moved without fear. I realized only then that I, and only I, could see this magnificent fresian. He was huge. 17 HH at least and I was but a tiny foal. I turned and sprinted away from my mother and the others. I Heard them call my name and the fresian follow in hot pursuit. My fine legs carried me swiftly away but he was stronger. I felt as my energy faded away and I saw him coming in the distance. I hear something in the grass and just thought it was a little animal. I looked down just as fangs punctured my leg. He caught up to me just as my legs gave out and told me it would be alright. Then he chanted in latin.

I awoke sometime later to the sound of crying. My mother and the herd had found me. I tried to get up and felt this weird weightless sensation I looked to my left and saw the black horse. "Whats wrong? Why are they crying?". "He looked into my eyes with seemingly voidless black ones. "You are one of the dead now. You will join the ranks of ghosts"

[Boomerandhades]

Owner: boomboompow13
Name: pretty little penny//penny
Breed: mustang
Height: 12.3
Gender: Filly
Age at Day of Death: 6 months
Age: 7 months
Color: Chestnut
Markings: White socks
Other: she loves being weird and wild. She has a lot of spirit.