[hypersomnia.]

Username: Oh My Gods
Name: Finn
Gender:Stallion
Height:12.7 hh
Sleepwalk Tale:
Finn stumbled forward, then fell into the cold dark water. His eyes opened reluctantly, and he swam towards the shore, panicking. He had never been here before, and from the looks of it, he was already hating it - even though the midnight forest was beautiful, he was soaking wet and it was the middle of the night. Sometimes sleep walking was fun, because he would scare humans and other things, but other times - yeah, he would rather not sleep walk at all... One time he woke up in the middle of the road!

[nervousnickel]

Username: sundayrain26
Name: Chiaro
Gender:Stallion
Height:12.7 hh
Sleepwalk Tale: After being terribly ill Chiaro found himself sleepwalking in his exhaustion. Despite efforts to blockade himself in his stall, he wandered in the midst of his slumber and stirred to find himself deep in ─ gasp ─ the forest! All alone! Spooked, he skittered about, taking several minutes to regain his heading before making his way back to the reassuring safety of home, jumping at every tiny thing like the paranoid 'quid he is.

[PaigeyPies]

Username: PaigeyPies
Name: Ramiel- the name of an angel responsible for divine visions.
Gender:Stallion
Height:12.7 hh
Sleepwalk Tale: Ramiel is known by his friends as the 'crazy dreamer colt' because he often has strange dreams about places that he's never seen before, and then immediately tells his friends about it, and usually these dreams lead him into strange and scary places when he wakes up. One of these events sticks out the most in his mind, though: when he woke up as he fell inside of an old-fashioned well in a human town. As soon as he realized where he was, he flailed his legs in the water in panic, stood in there for a few hours thinking that he'd die in there, and was finally rescued by a local human.

[Fiddle]

Username: Fiddle
Name: Evander
Gender: Stallion
Height: 12.7 hh
Sleepwalk Tale:
To his disdain, Evander's paradise of a dream fled from his mind, and suddenly sounds came crashing to his ears like a rushed whisper, while his hooves reached blindly for purchase, inches deep in chilling water. His eyes finally adjusted and he could see a small river carving its way through a marshy crop, a glittering snake underneath the moon. A bull-frog croaked loudly next to him, fireflies danced by, and a warm breeze buffed his fur. Settling down in dry spot on the bank, the equid decided this was not the worst place to wake up at in the mountains.

pulling out, going for other WMEs

[PurpleKakashi]

Username: PurpleKakashi
Name: Deimos
Gender:Stallion
Height:12.7 hh
Sleepwalk Tale: (told from the point of Adonis, my other WME)
It happened during storms, no matter what it was bound to happen. Deimos would wake and would walk in his sleep to where, Adonis didn't know, because it was always during heavy storms Adonis always corralled his friend back into the safety of a cave, forest or wherever they rested for the night. Deimos had told Adonis to never wake him during a dream that of he did he would die, Adonis believed him, so he always kept Deinos safe to hear of the horror lands that Deimos had been escaping in a dream, while his friend kept him safe in the real world. Was it the real world though?

[Robyn Hode.]

Username: Robyn Hode.
Name: Eskander
Gender:Stallion
Height:12.7 hh
Sleepwalk Tale: It was eskander's job to get in trouble and he did it well, even in sleep he would find himself somewhere he didn't know of. And that's where he was right now, in a cave somewhere far away from home. Though he didn't know where he was, he had gotten used to this feeling of being lost so he took advantage of this sleep walking and started to explore this wondrous cave.

[|Shyba|]

Username: AngelHoofs
Name: Outback
Gender:Stallion
Height:12.7 hh
Sleepwalk Tale: Outback at first freaked out not knowing where he was, with the cold liquid nipping at his fur under the stars. Soon he'd figure it out and be quite happy, Of course, being at his favorite childhood lake. Since he was a Colt he loved the cool water against him and swimming weightlessly, So waking up wading in the lake his mother brought him to most when he was young delights him. Especially under the stars in a cool midnight breeze. It was a perfect mix and scenery to him. His paradise. So instead of going back to sleep he stood the rest of the night and admired where his sleep carried him.

[Barron]

Username: Barron
Name: Klous
Gender:Stallion
Height:12.7 hh
Sleepwalk Tale:
Klous had fallen asleep where he does every night, under the large Birch Tree at the edge of the meadow. He often dreamt, sometimes happy dreams and other times more dark, scary dreams. Tonight was one of his darker dreams; he dreamt of terrible storms. As the night rolled on his dreams led him into fear and panic. Klous dreamt another stallion was being dragged away by the river, and he could hear his screams for help. The brave stallion that Klous is, caused him run to the Chestnut's rescue; in and out of the dream. With a sudden splash, Klous awoke to find himself staying in the fresh, cold water of the river. His dream had led him to the now peaceful, calm river.

[Penultima]

Username: Penultima
Name: Emerson
Gender: Stallion
Height: 12.7 hh
Sleepwalk Tale: Emerson opened his eyes suddenly from a loud crunch, and was instantly blinded by the bright light flashing back in forth across his face. Startled, he scrambled quickly to his feet, and squinting past the stark glare, saw a small human boy grasping a flashlight with a frightened yet curious grasp, and who jumped back in surprise when the equid stood. Emerson snorted in confusion, and bolted back toward the forest and away from the small human at once, wondering how on earth he had ended up by a human's house in the middle of the night.

[grapejuice]

Username: The Unfair Maiden
Name: Chevy
Gender:Stallion
Height:12.7 hh
Sleepwalk Tale: He awoke in the middle of a field, to the sound of crows and ravens, the large birds circling ahead as if he were an easy meal. And he frightens them off when he finally stands, his head pounding and a bitter taste in his mouth, as he tries to figure out just how he'd ended up here. It was all fuzzy, really, the last thing he'd remembered before passing out was being in an apple eating contest, perhaps having chowed down on one too many granny smiths.