[Soph6297]

Welp, I guess I got a bit distracted with this girl. >w>
She might look a bit creepy but I regret nothing!


To get this unique lady you need to tell me how she once played a trick on another GoS and the reaction of the GoS she played the trick to. Go wild <3

Username: Yamaneko
Name: Greymara
Gender: Mare
Age: 13
Trick & Reaction: *PG 13 version
“You are far too spooky!”, Marissa smiled dismissive at Greymara, “He would never choose you to be his friend.”
Every single word stitched into Greymaras heart. And the cruellest thing was – the other mare was right. Marissa was a real beauty, pale, elegant, and a little bit exotic. Greymara however was just … herself. The total opposite of that lovely mare who she was talking to. Dark and not really someone who looks like a lovely jewel.
She tried to hide her emotions but Marissas words were so rude. Greymara shook her head and swam away, fled to a place where she could be alone.

A few weeks later she confronted herself with Marissa again. It was time to come to terms with the other mare. Although it would be Greymaras style of making up.
She took Marissa a bit away from the other guardians. The two mares swam though fields sea weed and reached a small forest of kelp. Greymara talked a lot about forgiveness and such things. She even had a little present for her former rival – a little shiny thing from the human world that she put into Marissas mane.

“By the way”, Greymara said after a while, “Do you know about the things that happened here a few years ago?” And then she started to tell an old story. First cursorily and short. But the longer she spoke the more vivid her story became. It ended with a cruel and bloody pirate curse. Finally she smiled at Marissa and said “Oh, and that accursed artefact… did you know that it exactly looks like the little jewel in your mane?”
Marissas mouth stood open. Greymara could see how fear rose in the other mare. She laughed nasty while the pale beauty fled from the kelp wood.

When Greymara returned to the herd the others glared at her. Before she could say anything she was confronted with many accusations. Marissa was hurt on her flight and obviously she told everyone that it was Greymaras guilt.
“It’s not my fault that this stupid girl believes in tales”, she tried to defend herself and rolled her eyes. But then she saw her heartthrob, the stallion she actually wanted to fight for. He looked at her and shoke his head. Greymaras heart broke.

From this day on she tended to be alone or at least away from cursorily beings.

[Shadowhunter,]

Username: XxTheShadowGirlxX
Name:
Gender: Mare
Age:
Trick & Reaction:

Res so hard o.o

[Ruby-Skylark]

Username: Ruby-Skylark
Name: wip
Gender: Mare
Age: 4 years
Trick & Reaction: wip

[Yamaneko]

Username: Yamaneko
Name: Greymara
Gender: Mare
Age: 13
Trick & Reaction: *PG 13 version
“You are far too spooky!”, Marissa smiled dismissive at Greymara, “He would never choose you to be his friend.”
Every single word stitched into Greymaras heart. And the cruellest thing was – the other mare was right. Marissa was a real beauty, pale, elegant, and a little bit exotic. Greymara however was just … herself. The total opposite of that lovely mare who she was talking to. Dark and not really someone who looks like a lovely jewel.
She tried to hide her emotions but Marissas words were so rude. Greymara shook her head and swam away, fled to a place where she could be alone.

A few weeks later she confronted herself with Marissa again. It was time to come to terms with the other mare. Although it would be Greymaras style of making up.
She took Marissa a bit away from the other guardians. The two mares swam though fields sea weed and reached a small forest of kelp. Greymara talked a lot about forgiveness and such things. She even had a little present for her former rival – a little shiny thing from the human world that she put into Marissas mane.

“By the way”, Greymara said after a while, “Do you know about the things that happened here a few years ago?” And then she started to tell an old story. First cursorily and short. But the longer she spoke the more vivid her story became. It ended with a cruel and bloody pirate curse. Finally she smiled at Marissa and said “Oh, and that accursed artefact… did you know that it exactly looks like the little jewel in your mane?”
Marissas mouth stood open. Greymara could see how fear rose in the other mare. She laughed nasty while the pale beauty fled from the kelp wood.

When Greymara returned to the herd the others glared at her. Before she could say anything she was confronted with many accusations. Marissa was hurt on her flight and obviously she told everyone that it was Greymaras guilt.
“It’s not my fault that this stupid girl believes in tales”, she tried to defend herself and rolled her eyes. But then she saw her heartthrob, the stallion she actually wanted to fight for. He looked at her and shoke his head. Greymaras heart broke.

From this day on she tended to be alone or at least away from cursorily beings.

[Soph6297]

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[Soph6297]

Username: Yamaneko
Name: Greymara
Gender: Mare
Age: 13
Trick & Reaction: *PG 13 version
“You are far too spooky!”, Marissa smiled dismissive at Greymara, “He would never choose you to be his friend.”
Every single word stitched into Greymaras heart. And the cruellest thing was – the other mare was right. Marissa was a real beauty, pale, elegant, and a little bit exotic. Greymara however was just … herself. The total opposite of that lovely mare who she was talking to. Dark and not really someone who looks like a lovely jewel.
She tried to hide her emotions but Marissas words were so rude. Greymara shook her head and swam away, fled to a place where she could be alone.

A few weeks later she confronted herself with Marissa again. It was time to come to terms with the other mare. Although it would be Greymaras style of making up.
She took Marissa a bit away from the other guardians. The two mares swam though fields sea weed and reached a small forest of kelp. Greymara talked a lot about forgiveness and such things. She even had a little present for her former rival – a little shiny thing from the human world that she put into Marissas mane.

“By the way”, Greymara said after a while, “Do you know about the things that happened here a few years ago?” And then she started to tell an old story. First cursorily and short. But the longer she spoke the more vivid her story became. It ended with a cruel and bloody pirate curse. Finally she smiled at Marissa and said “Oh, and that accursed artefact… did you know that it exactly looks like the little jewel in your mane?”
Marissas mouth stood open. Greymara could see how fear rose in the other mare. She laughed nasty while the pale beauty fled from the kelp wood.

When Greymara returned to the herd the others glared at her. Before she could say anything she was confronted with many accusations. Marissa was hurt on her flight and obviously she told everyone that it was Greymaras guilt.
“It’s not my fault that this stupid girl believes in tales”, she tried to defend herself and rolled her eyes. But then she saw her heartthrob, the stallion she actually wanted to fight for. He looked at her and shoke his head. Greymaras heart broke.

From this day on she tended to be alone or at least away from cursorily beings.

Congrats Yama!

[Yamaneko]

Thank you so much. <3
*jumps up and down*

[VampireMessageNinja]

Congrats, Yama :3

[Yamaneko]

Thank you.