[Neara]

We need more peacock spots! XP and mealy

Owner: CookieRabbit
Horse's Name: Vaas
Height: 17h
Gender: Stallion
Rarity: Uber Rare


Foals:



Personality: Vaas is swollen with melancholy. He's found that he's been incredibly lonely for longer than he can remember now, and he doesn't really know what to do with himself. Everything seems to be without point- the sunrise, the stars, what are they there for? He'll wander around gloomily and rarely will raise his head, and when he sleeps he lies flat on his side, the way horses do. It makes him vulnerable to the creatures in the night, but for all he cares, they can come and get him.


There's a few files in here; the first shows him without shading on a blank background, to show lineart and colouring detail, the second is a larger version of the image shown above, and the third is the same as the second, minus the words.

"Internals"

If I do the same thing
every day
but expect nothing to change,
am I still insane?

And there's a lot of
happy coincidences
(mistakes (all to my name))
am I then, to them, the same?

"yes"
they say
"Well you will [be],
if you will it that way."

-Original poetry, perhaps an extract of one of his thoughts.


A realism piece by me, depicting him as a yearling.

[knifekind]

Your Name:
Yowzah.
Horse's Name:
Sam
Height:
17h
Gender
Male

SCREECH RESERVE

[myth;]

-pulled out-

[dogshrimp]

marking -u-

[p-ond]

Your Name: CookieRabbit
Horse's Name: Vaas
Height: 17h
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Vaas is swollen with melancholy. He's found that he's been incredibly lonely for longer than he can remember now, and he doesn't really know what to do with himself. Everything seems to be without point- the sunrise, the stars, what are they there for? He'll wander around gloomily and rarely will raise his head, and when he sleeps he lies flat on his side, the way horses do. It makes him vulnerable to the creatures in the night, but for all he cares, they can come and get him.


There's a few files in here; the first shows him without shading on a blank background, to show lineart and colouring detail, the second is a larger version of the image shown above, and the third is the same as the second, minus the words.

"Internals"

If I do the same thing
every day
but expect nothing to change,
am I still insane?

And there's a lot of
happy coincidences
(mistakes (all to my name))
am I then, to them, the same?

"yes"
they say
"Well you will [be],
if you will it that way."

-Original poetry, perhaps an extract of one of his thoughts.


A realism piece by me, depicting him as a yearling.

[Penultima]

-Reserve-

[Lueur.]

U S E R N A M E ;;2 Infinity &' Beyond
N A M E ;; Zephar
H E I G H T ;; 17h
G E N D E R;; Stallion
P E R S O N A L I T Y ;;
S T O R Y ;;
wippy c:

[shadow59]

Your Name: shadow59
Horse's Name: fawn

Height: 17h
Gender female/mare
poem:Sunday morning and mellow as precious metal
The church bells rang, but I went
To the woods instead.

A fawn, too new
For fear, rose from the grass
And stood with its spots blazing,
And knowing no way but words,
No trick but music,
I sang to him.

He listened.
His small hooves struck the grass.
Oh what is holiness?

The fawn came closer,
Walked to my hands, to my knees.

I did not touch him.
I only sang, and when the doe came back
Calling out to him dolefully
And he turned and followed her into the trees,
Still I sang,
Not knowing how to end such a joyful text,

Until far off the bells once more tipped and tumbled
And rang through the morning, announcing
The going forth of the blessed.

Art: its in black and white because i draw on a laptop and find it hard to colour in without lock alpha etc

[Zoker]

Your Name:Zoker
Horse's Name: Rogan
Height: 17h
Gender Male

[noreptiles_]

....Dropping out...