[cn_spots]

A very vary rare color for an Oldenburg, most are black, bay, brown, or grey.
Username:
Hi there, again! I am Dog-Trainer.
Name:
Hmmm, that's a challenge. Hey, why not? His name can be Challenge. But his show name is That's a Challenge!
Gender (stallion or gelding):
A true show horse, stallion.
Breed:
An amazing Oldenburg. I LOVE LOVE LOVE this breed <3
Coloration:
Red Dun <3
Height:
Lets see, 15.2 hh exactly ^^

[preppy paws]

Username:
preppy paws

Name:
Mister

Gender:
Stallion

Breed:
Oldenburg

Coloration:
Red Dun

Height:
17.2

Art:
WIP

[urie]

Username:
Hi there, again! I am Dog-Trainer.
Name:
Hmmm, that's a challenge. Hey, why not? His name can be Challenge. But his show name is That's a Challenge!
Gender (stallion or gelding):
A true show horse, stallion.
Breed:
An amazing Oldenburg. I LOVE LOVE LOVE this breed <3
Coloration:
Red Dun <3
Height:
Lets see, 15.2 hh exactly ^^
Extra:

[teresa8oats]

Username:
teresa8oats
--
Name:
Checkers with a Flame aka Fame
--
Gender:
Stallion
--
Breed:
Oldenburg
--
Coloration:
Red Dun
(I LOVE red duns <3)
--
Height:
16.1hh



Extra:
His strides are like the beat of the drums... his movement is like a wind
without the burden of the clouds... He is a graceful, proud, and perfect
stallion.
This is Fame. He need not an experienced rider to look like the winner
of the Olympic games. He is not the type of horse that will play or be
your best friend exactly. He is all about business. He have his favorite
humans, but he really does not care who rides him as long as he a ribbon
attached to his bridal. When getting groomed, he has a horrible attitude
and even his owner is afraid to get near him. Gladly, that is only when it
happens. Otherwise, he will stand like an angel and let you mess around
with his hair forever. When he takes to the crowd they cheer, as he goes
under the bit to show off his amazing neck muscles. The bell rings and he
gracefully goes to the music's beat, his stride steady and full of power. The
judges talk, and stare. He loves it. People in the crowd hold their breath,
and the only thing you can hear is his hoofbeats, breathing, and the tiniest
bit of clinging of the tack that sits on his back. When the music ends he
walks gracefully out of the ring, the crowd roars.

And then you stop to think. The sound fades away, you close your eyes. Every
sound but the breathing of the horse below you seem to famish. Your quiet time
pops when the score is announced. The cround cheers and in seconds it seems
everyone their is hugging you. All you can do it smile....


WIP!

[teresa8oats]

Arggg! I am sooo sorry about me not being able to get my pixel version of him done! It takes FOREVER to do them, and because it is Christmas, I am too busy yo do it~ <3
So sorry!

[cn_spots]

bump last change to get art done.

[teresa8oats]

ok, I will try to get it done tonight~

[cn_spots]

Im thinking judging on Monday no rush.

[urie]

up?

[cn_spots]

I forgot about this, Ill judge in a moment.