[Eyvindr]

is it possible to still apply for this girl?
I'm somewhat rusty at the moment, i've been off CS for awhile XD

[IceFire]

Still open till page 8

[Mardigraskit]

I believe this is the last page to put entries on, so, here we go!

Name: Farrenfluke
Age: Eight years old
Gender:Female
Height:14.6 hh
Why She is Blind: I remember when I was young, and free, and above all, curious, curious of the world and all its wonders and the beauty and danger all around me. The warm, summer days, the days that dragged on and on and when they finally ended gave you a mix of contempt and excitement because while you wanted them to end so you could play in the ever dark night, the day was so beautiful and meant the time for bed drew so much closer. The joys of foalhood and the wonders of exploring the mountains, and the fear when I had strayed to far. My mother always said to be careful wandering into the forest, a casual 'Farren, don't be like your father,' the stallion earning deep gashes in his side from a run with a resident predator, but I knew, I always knew, I was right, and she was wrong. I remember the chase, away from the hounds and their endless barking, and leaping over the fence in fear and denial that I wasn't going die. I couldn't, not today, not now. And when the hounds had given up the chase, and I had realized I could never make that jump again, and I was trapped, I remember the struggle of wire and the cuts that lined my side, the side that I could see with my own eyes, running back to my mother and herd and praying for forgiveness and the pain that followed. What I don't remember, though, is seeing out of my right eye, ever again.

[Eyvindr]

Name:Sabana
Age:3
Gender:Female
Height:14.6 hh
Why She is Blind: Sabana was a graceful creature, she climbed the terrain effortlessly to the point that it could rival any creature within the land. It however came at a cost in price of wanting a new challenge, she liked to go higher, further so that if she were ever to jump off she would fly like an eagle but she knew better than to even try. Her legs would never handle the impact, her joy in life would end instantly if she had even dreamt of doing it. No, instead she spent her time climbing the terrain, smelling anything new, anything old, enjoyed the feeling of the wind rushing through her mane, her tail her greatest companion.
It was one normal day that would turn into tragedy when she did what she always did, climbed and explored until she found an old abandoned farm or home of some sort that had long since been lost to however owned it, it was derelict, its wood had rotted to the point that even Sabana could tell it was unsafe to enter. The old fence ruined and worthless on the floor around it, an old fence of barbed wire that had long since rusted.
It was bad enough that she had left her herd to explore again, most likely be scoffed at for it but it was an urge she could never resist, she was young, willful and full of energy.
She crossed the fence, hooves grazing over the barbed wire as she crossed toward the house, she stayed quiet, bright brown eyes that almost shone like amber in the daylight stayed focused, her eyes flicking this way and that as she listened for any sound and when she found none she continued to advance. She sniffed around the home, curious, poking anything that intrigued her in the slightest but when she reached a a hole in the wall she never expected something to move, something to swipe at her and she never thought she could move as clumsily as she had as she made a startled noise, scrambled back and ran, she ran over the barbwire but being mindless of where her hooves landed it was the perfect chance for misfortune. The rusted barbwire caught her leg, tripped her up and in one sudden blur of the world all she felt was pain in her eye that spread through her head and through her body as panic truly took hold. She wasn't aware of how she got out, pulled and yanked most likely at the wire before fleeing in agony back to where she knew was safe, away from the metal snake that had ensnared thanks to the help of its friend in the dark.

Later when she would calm down she would realize that what had taken her eye out was the barbwire but also a sharp rock that had been in the worst place at the time. That adrenaline had been the only thing that had saved her from that creature in the dark. It was a lesson well learnt, she'd be cautious, even more so from now on but she would still continue to climb and explore but every step would be careful until she felt that should could be graceful again with only one eye to use.

[cinnamonroll]

Name: Serena
Age: 5 years
Gender:Female
Height:14.6 hh
Why She is Blind:(must include something about barbwire) *first person*
Just keep running.. I thought to myself as a galloped faster through the battlefield. My rider had died, so I was all alone now. All alone.. the thought kept creeping up on me every few seconds. I forced myself not to cry, but to keep running. I wish I was back home. Home, no worries there. Home sweet home...I neighed wildly and reared as a itching pain seared through my coat. I was stuck in barbwire. My right eye felt like it had fallen off. A tear escaped from one of my eyes and rolled down my check. I lay there, on the ground, neighing wildly with that barbwire on me. Suddenly I felt the barbwire loosen. I opened my only good eye to see a stallion biting at the wire. As soon as the barbwire loosened, I bucked myself free. I had a few scraps here and there, but the biggest problem I had was that I couldn't see out of my right eye. I quickly thanked the stallion and galloped away not looking back. I found shelter in a cave and stayed there for the night. I woke up to find that same stallion that had saved me right in my face. Wide eyed I quickly stood up, but then I felt limp. "Your eye.." the stallion said worriedly. "I can't see out of it. I think it's gone blind.." I said sadly looking at the ground. My right eye had become a deep grey color with white specks on it. "Don't worry. I'll take care of you.." he neighed, his eyes full of kindness. After that day, everything changed.

[S h e b s t e r]

Is it ended yet?

[IceFire]

No page 8 will be the end

[Raindrop]

Name: Garcia
Age: 5 years
Gender: Female
Height: 14.6 hh
Why She is Blind:
Garcia had always been a little too curious and inquisitive for her own good. As a filly, this personality trait was present, and even as a fully-grown mare she hadn't lost such traits. Curious about the rumours she had heard about humans, she'd wandered too close to a human home one night. While she was wandering about, Garcia clumsily knocked over a bunch of barrels. The man, who was present in his home at that time, heard the sound. He thought she was a wolf come to prey on his livestock, and set his dogs loose on her. In her panic to flee, she failed to notice the barbwire in front of her, and ran straight into a fence made of the stuff. The part of her face that collided with the fence was scraped by the barbwire, and as a result caused her eye to be damaged. That eye eventually clouded over and Garcia could no longer see out of it, causing her to be half-blind from then on. Her pride had been badly damaged and since then she's held a grudge and wary distance of humans. Her other eye colour is a lovely, vibrant green, a gorgeous shade that's been compared to emeralds before by others.

[Remini]

Name: Annie
Age: 4
Gender:Female
Height:14.6 hh
Why She is Blind: When she was a young filly her owners often complimented her quipping, telling her that it looked much like a thing called barbwire. This perked the younger Annie's interest, urging her to ask the other WME that made her acquaintance, Zephyr, about this thing the humans called barbwire. He led her to the edges of the farm, pointing his nose towards a hardly noticeable line of strings. She walked forward, pushing her nose through one of the holes between the lines. Her bright yellow eyes danced as she moved her head upwards, trying to get a feel of the wires. She felt several pricks near her head and leapt back, causing the barbs to get driven down her face. She whinnied in fear, galloping back to her home as blood trickled down her face.

[S h e b s t e r]

I think people aren't entering because on the front it says page 7 instead of 8 c: