Wild Mountain Equids: The Re-Homing V.2

[Angua]

Equid Number: 8
Owner: Angua
Equid Name: Diesel (wanna keep the name because 1.) such a fittung name for a bad boy! and 2.) in honor to apply for my first Equid being one of the first ones made, oh my gosh! a 2012 design o.o)
Worst Nightmare: It´s an old joke, but i love it xD Diesel fears letters because being able to write letters, makes you liable and lawyers WILL come around and wanna do you sig-na-tur-es (brrrr! such an evil word!) for everything illegal you had done - bad conditions for a bad boy. But lucky him, no thumb, no signatures. Sometimes he dreams that he wakes up with fingers and thumb instead of hooves, such a nightmare! Idea is stolen from the grand master Terry Pratchett ^^

[Kiwilady]

Equid Number: 11
Owner: kiwilady
Equid Name: Kayla
Favorite companion: Donkey <3

[Suchgo]

Equid Number: 3
Owner: Suchgo
Equid Name: Pistachio(I'm changing it to this since I think it fits her better)
Favorite TV Show: Pistachio's favorite TV show would have to be, Good Luck Charlie.

[Atheon]

Equid Number: 9
Owner: .andalusian
Equid Name: Seal
Golden Eagle Animal:

[K-pop's_Demon]

Equid Number: 21
Owner: K-pop's_Demon
Equid Name: Lance
Red Squirrel: Baby <3

[Gaelic]

Equid Number: 31
Owner: Gaelic
Equid Name: Knight (is it okay if I keep his name?)
Medieval Knight:

[Tigermay]

Equid Number: 30
Owner: Tigermay
Equid Name: Kerys, a respelling of her original name
Tragic Past Event: It was a typically beautiful day, the kind of which one takes for granted in the late spring as the flowers bloom and foals frolic on the mountainside. A young mare was laying in the grass, a stallion of about the same age next to her as they flicked their tails playfully at each other. Eventually Kerys rolled over to press her back against his rump, letting out a sigh as she lowered her head to the ground. "What is it, my love?" The stallion rumbled flicking his tail over her back as he viewed the buckskin mare.
"Oh, nothing." She said in a light-hearted tone which certainly implied there was indeed something.
He huffed and got up, walking over to her and nudging her on the side. "I know that tone Kerys, what do you want?"
She rolled over on her side for a bit then stood up as well. "Help me raid Narca's herd."
And the answer was the same as it always was in these matters. A devious smile lit the stallion's face and he said, "Of course."
When she returned to her parents' herd that evening, her siblings ran over to come greet her. Two lively foals, a filly and a colt only a year apart. As the eldest she entertained them for a bit before her parents came over.
"Kerys." Her father, a sooty bay stallion named Rayn, snapped, scaring the little ones off as her mother stopped on her way over to give the foals something to do. Having settled them down, the older mare walked up to them and as both of her parents stared her down, Kerys knew it was going to be another fight about him.
"Were you with him again today?" Her father began, his anger already bubbling up and expressing itself through an underlying tone in his voice.
"Yes." She replied unshamedly, her head and tail raising in defiance. Her mother, a palomino paint mare named Cara, cleared her throat and backed up her mate.
"He's not a good stallion for you. You two always get into all sorts of trouble!" It was true, and though Kerys was the one who pushed for the action, whether she realized it or not, he was the one putting those ideas into her head. Her parents did not support her talents in fighting pranks and other such things, and she would've never known she was good at them if it weren't for her love. Eventually, Kerys just let them yell all of their disapproval into her face and it went in one ear and out the other. He was good to her no matter what they said and the 'warning signs' they were mentioning weren't really there in her mind.
It was midnight or around then and Kerys was awake and waiting. He was supposed to meet her just a little bit aways from her herd tonight. Maybe tonight would be the night they did it, when they ran away together. He kept delaying, saying he needed to take care of things first and then... Then they could go. He was starting to be really late when she heard them. Screams. Fearing for her stallion and her family, she bolted towards them. Suddenly, shapes in the night, running around in the dark. The screams became louder. Screams of woe, of terror, of rage. She heard her father's shouts and mother's grunts but not her sibling's cries, at least not anymore. Stallions! Other equids! That was what was attacking. Kerys ran in, prepared to fight to the best of her ability when she saw that her family was nowhere to be found. All was quiet, far too quiet. The kind of quiet that deafens you and cools your soul. Then a movement. Terrified and feeling completely incapable, she spun to see three stallions approaching her. She would've ran as fast as she could at this sight, but there he was, her stallion. She relaxed a bit, thinking this could be a late rescue party. But then a laugh rang out, a sound that let her know that if there was any hope left in her heart, she might as well just kill it herself right now. "Darlin'?"
He didn't answer her. Rather the stallion that had laughed and seemed to be the leader did. "Oh cut it out, sweetheart."
Kerys straightened, trying to appear brave. "Why?"
The tall stallion sneered as he flicked his tail at the two others and they stopped. "Cause it's just sickening. My son never loved you, the only reason you're even apart of his life was so he could help me get back at Rayn. And now that I have I think its time to cut ties and finish my revenge..." Those words roles off his tongue like butter, as if it were nothing important, and he tilted her head towards her. The third, unknown stallion started to move forwards, but the father of her love stopped him. "No, he has to. Good way for this to come full circle."
Kerys fear filled eyes lit upon him, his head low and coat shinning under the moonlight. "How? I loved you! It was all just a sham? Was this really what you wanted? I thought we were going to run away, be together..." He winced at each sentence end as Kerys became furious then tapered off into sobs.
"No, it's not what I wanted." He said finally, and his father turned sharply to look at him.
"What?" Her stallion's response was an attack. As the three stallions got into it, she went forwards to go help when one of their hooves hit her chin and she woke up from the daze as the cut started to bleed.
Kerys turned and took off, still having no idea what had happened to her family. They had been so right about him, so right about her not being able to see anything with her arrogance, and now they'd paid the price for her mistakes. There was nowhere and no one for her to go home to.

[Blizzard-]

Equid Number: 15
Owner: Blizzard-
Equid Name: Soothsayer
Reaction to Birds: "You mean to tell me, people can predict the future by watching birds?" The young stallion asked, tilting his head slightly to the left. The grey equid gave out a belting laugh, his sides heaving in and out. "Well, that's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. Bird reading! What a joke." His tail swished from side to side, the flies buzzing around his body scattered. He gave a stomp, noticing a hawk circling over head. His lips drooped into a pout, his mind wandered and skipped. "Well... I-.. I guess..." He gave a huff, puffing out his chest fur. "I do notice crows tend to flock around when things are dead. It's practically an attempted murder when two of them show up. Owls, make me nervous, especially during the day, they shouldn't be around then. Tweety birds are fine, if they present a problem I'll just step on 'em."

[~Tornado~]

Equid Number: 11
Owner: ~Tornado~
Equid Name: I would like to keep it as Hazel as it is very fitting.
Favorite companion: Hazel doesn't really care what species or gender her companions are. Her favorite kind of companions are loyal and kind , enjoy being with her and will always be there when she needs them, it can be a equid a bird or even a snail as long as they have a kind heart and are a good friend.

[Plainsong]

Equid Number: 8
Owner: Plainsong
Equid Name: Diesel
Worst Nightmare: He always had a very close connection to his permanent mate (I made this decision with horsy some time ago, she agreed to let them be mates because their colors fit nicely together) Minutes to Midnight... So his worst nightmare would be to be seperated from this girl. They had planned to have some cute little foals together. A happy grayscale family with parents that would be like yin and yan, salt and pepper... Different, yet perfect together. Diesel feared that he would ever have to leave his owner whom he also loved very much, but within this fear there was a little piece of hope that maybe one day he could be together with the future mother of his children for the rest of his life.