[dreamwalker]

Well would you look at this pretty baby!
Bear run has recently gotten some outstanding and beautifully colored horses from a breeding ranch that was shutting down. However, the horses are all in poor condition because their previous owner didn't have the money to care for them properly. Rather than sending these beauties off to the shelter, they were picked up and brought here to Bear Run where we hope to adopt them out to loving new owners who will be able to nurse them back to health and give them a happy new home!

This girl could do with some proper feeding, and she has quite a few scars, some that look fairly old, and others that look suspiciously fresh. We weren't told anything about her history, but she's particularly prone to kicking when startled.

To adopt her, tell me how she got her scars (you can pick a particular few scars, or tell me about all of them). You may decorate your forms if you would like to.

Username: ViceVersa
Show name: Head Over Heals
Name: Heart
Halter color: Purple
How did she get her scars? Heart, who at the time was a young filly, lifted her head up in time to see their owner and his son walking across the field with the son's two dogs. Her mom, Reign, stood in their path protecting Heart. Reign was scared of dogs, especially these, who were well known for their vicious acts. The young filly, pinned her ears and stomped around, mimicking her mother. The owner was not a bad man, just an unfortunate man. His son on the other hand... Well, his son was cruel to the core.
The owner clucked to Heart's mother, trying to reassure her. He had a lariat in his hands. Carefully, he swung it through the air. It landed on the mare's neck and tightened. Reign calmed in her previously taught trust in humans. But then it happened...
"Whoops," Was all the son said, when both dogs sprung and the leashes fell from his hand. Reign cried out loudly in a panic. The owner yelled at his son and tried to quiet the mare. The dogs jumped for Heart's mom. Kicking out, she hit one on the side. It was hard enough to knock it over, but not hard enough to stop it. The dogs changed their target. This time they locked on Heart. Reign screamed for Heart to run. Heart obeyed. Turning she kicked out like her mom and bolted. She did not know where to go, but just galloped. She almost did not see the barbed wire fence. Skidding to a stop in front of the fence, Heart turned. She did not know what to do, as the dogs surrounded her on both sides. She kicked at one who slipped behind her, but this dog was not as foolish as he had been. Swiftly, he dodged her hoof. Instead of her leg hitting the dog, Heart felt a sharp pain as her right leg became entangled in the fence. Heart tried to pull leg free to no avail. The dog in front of her snapped at her leg, Panicking, Heart threw her body upwards in a rear. Her entangled leg, caused her to fall backwards; head over heels onto the fence. The young filly in her fear entangled herself deeper into the rusty metal fence. The barbs cut deep into her skin and the pain was more than she could bear. The owner rushed to her side, he ordered his son to get the dogs away and grab a pair of wire clippers. Later, Heart's owner became bankrupt due to his son's gambling and drinking. He tried to provide for them, but could not, so he called for help.
Heart never forgot the fence or the dogs. Her scars will always remind her. When something scares her, she will kick out at it like her mother did.
Extra(s) (optional):above

username: ViceVersa
name: Head over Heals // Heart
gender: mare
eye color: violet
dam: --
sire: --

[summer.]

username:
show name: wounded warrior.
name: weya.
halter color: light turquoise.
how did she get her scars? wip.
extra(s): also a wip.

[Frostbite18]

username: Frostbite18
show name (optional): Shieldmaiden
name. Shieldmaiden
halter color: Neon green
how did she get her scars? The past of Shieldmaiden is not a pretty one, she has endured more than any horse should have to. So far her only good times were from when she was born until she was 6 months old. Once she was six months old she was bought by a man who specialized in breeding Tolters....unfortunately he was horrible man. He cared nothing for the horses themselves, only the money they brought in. He gave them just enough food and water to stay alive so he could save money, well other than the young stock they had to look good for buyers. He cared so little for the horses that he would sometimes not come outside for days. When people asked to come to the farm he got his two sons to help hide the breeding stock in the small, broken down, west barn. This way buyers only saw the healthy young horses which were kept in good condition. The brave young filly tried her best to keep her spirits up, she would not be broken. Everyday she tried her best to help the other horses as well, but many were shadows of their former self. So fed up with the hunger, thirst and pain that they had just given up, they had lost their will to live. When Shieldmaiden turned one the man decided to break her in, he needed his horses to be nice and obedient, even though he didn't show them because of their condition. His idea of breaking was much crueler than mos others. He got on his own horse, after a long struggle, lassoed Shieldmaiden and then had his sons help knock her to the ground. He left her tied there for nearly two days. Shieldmaidem refused to give up and fought so hard to escape those ropes, that the rope cut into her neck and legs were she was tied. Some of the wounds were deeper and would result in some large scars when they healed. WIP
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[Netherland Dwarf]

username: netherland dwarf
show name (optional):
name: Angel
halter color: blue

how did she get her scars?

The owner yelled at me to stop the cart. I halted and the man opened the door for some passengers. I hated being a horse that pulls around carts all day. I whinnied as I felt the needle of the whip slice my neck. I quickly picked up my pace and snorted. My whole life I had driven carts around, feeling the hatred my owner used on me. The whips.... I couldn't take it! I snorted again and stopped because I though the owner grabbed my reins. "Hurry up ya dumb horse!" the man yelled, slashing the whip ,again, but on my side. I flung forward, eyes widened, and kicked at the cart. The man hit me again with the wip on the neck again, and I began bucking, only because I was scared.... I suddenly tripped over a curb in the sidewalk, and fell to my hooves. My owner was mad. He began screaming and yelling at me...... I actually wanted to die.

Theme songs:
How to Save a Life
Fix you
Viva la Vida

[Sezzas]

username:
show name (optional):
name:
halter color:
how did she get her scars?
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WIP, might not get this done but this tolter is so beautiful ;-;

[silver ~]

username: ~Silverpelt~
show name (optional): Love and War
name: Hestia
halter color: Purple like her eyes with small silver hearts on it
how did she get her scars x: "Hestia!" A cheerful voice rings. I turn my head to see a small colt. I realize the small colt he's one of the most recent foals. The poor thing's mother died giving birth to him. She was so skinny, too skinny to have a foal. After since her death all of mares had treated him like he's our own foal.
"What is it?" I ask him and bend my neck down to nuzzle him. I feel a twinge of pain when I do so. Even though my wounds have healed from my little wolf accident if still hurt them it I move my neck or sometime walking.
"Are you okay?" The colt asks. Oh I think i forget to mention that he hasn't be named yet even but he's commonly known as 'Sweetie'.
"I'm fine, Don't worry about me okay?" I reply to him. I can tell he doesn't believe. My head pops up from the sound of a door be slammed. Oh man. Our owner isn't happy again. When he isn't happy he takes out the angry on us. Probably because nobody else wants to be around such a nasty person. He walks over to our pasture. WIP
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Personality: Hestia is protective by nature she always guards the other horse around her. Being in a herd of all female with whole life she was one the 'stallion' of the group in terms of protecting them. She highly suspicious of new comers and it's very hard to win her trust if you are.
Age: 5 years

[SunsetPatches]

((SHE
IS
SO
BEAUTIFUL
I LOVE this idea for a tolter series! i hope you make many many of these babies <3
The form is done, hoping to get time to line+colour the sketch.

the column widths appear ok now c; ))

username: SunsetPatches
show name: SL Morello (a variety of sour cherry)
name: Faith
age: seven
gender: mare
halter color: violet ombre with white plaid over the top
theme song: Battle Scars, Faith





how did she get her scars?
When she was two-and-a-half, along with a group of 11* other tolters,
Faith was adopted to a new Tolter breeder in the UK. He didn't have
much experience with horses, and tended to be abusive before he
thought about what he was doing - frightening them with whips and
threatening them with irons and harsh bits. The owner that adopted
the herd of eleven tolters intended to start a business breeding
premium Tolters, but before long, as his business went speedily
down the drain, started to work longer and longer hours just to
keep himself alive, and the health of his tolters began to suffer.
Eventually, they were left to themselves, their paddocking
becoming squalid and the herd starving and shivering over the
long, icy winter. Faith's scars? There are many.
The scars around her leg are from the wire fence along the river,
which Faith was caught in for hours before she managed to free
herself. A stray strand of barbed wire also gave her the scar on
her barrel. The scars on her rump are from a whip, and those
on her neck are from when the herd turned on each other, long
into the punishment they'd never deserved.
Faith has gone through a lot of pain in her life, but the scars
on her body aren't the worst of it.
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a new life:
Faith was very taciturn and skittish when she arrived back at her
birthplace, the Bear Run - far from what she was when she was at the
stud last, as a foal. Hanging in tatters were the remains of her halter
- purple and white plaid. The volunteers attempting to rehabilitate
the horses tried to remove it and give her a new one, but Faith began
to fret as soon as it was taken from her, pacing up and down in her
stall and calling out for comfort. The mare settled as soon as a
replacement halter, in exactly the right colours, was brought to her,
but she still doesn't like her halter being messed with. The trainers
guess it's something of a security blanket for her.
Faith, and, as far as we know, the whole rest of the herd, were relocated
to Iceland's Bear Run, their original breeder, and put up for readoption to
suitable studs that could take care of their physical and mental damage.
But, the real hard work hadn't even begun when Faith arrived at Sunset
Lodge. The mental scars on this beautiful soul are less obvious than the
scars on her hide, but they are there nevertheless, and a lot of work and
faith was required to coax her out of her shell and reassure her that
everything was finally going to be alright. Slowly, condition returned to
her body - she filled out over her ribby areas and her rump and neck, and
her coat gained a healthy sheen. Faith isn't... energetic, per se, and we
don't think she ever will be - but she's happy now, and it practically shines
through her.
personality:
Faith is the type of tolter that craves human companionship, so it was the
emotional distress of the years after her foalhood that were the most
detrimental to her mental health. When she came to Sunset Lodge, Faith
was fragile, insecure, and very slow to trust, and reacted very negatively
to pressure from humans and other tolters alike. She was emotionally
immature and very reactive to stimuli - Faith developed a habit of kicking
out whenever she felt trapped or frightened. However, with more time,
her true personality began to show when she felt at more home at
Sunset Lodge. Now that she feels more secure, Faith has become a
serene, sunny little mare, with a truly golden heart. She is still quiet
and measured, and is very neat - her trainers often catch her brushing
at her stable bedding with a hoof to ensure it lays straight.
Faith’s vices include a nigh-on phobia of rugs. The trainers believe that,
at some point, Faith may have been thrown a rug with a turned-on clipper
inside (resulting in a scar on the point of her hip and her resulting fear**).
Along with the aforementioned halter attachment, Faith, if under a lot
of pressure, may still kick out, but it’s a lot rarer than it used to be.
Faith shows quite a lot of natural talent for dressage, but trainers
don’t want to push her into showing just yet.
friendship:
Her and Paris, similarly fragile (Paris distant, and Faith scarred),
immediately bonded when Faith arrived at Sunset Lodge, and have been
borderline inseparable ever since. The behaviour of the more exciteable
tolters tend to make Faith uncomfortable and insecure, but - Opal, Ripple,
and Sterling in particular- the calmer tolters stick up for the newcomer,
and Opal especially is unafraid to tell the pushier horses to back off and
give Faith some space if she needs it.

*Number is completely arbitrary and depends on how many tolters you
feel like designing in this set.
** This is something that happened to a horse I used to ride during his
racing career :(

[hiraeth + hound]

username: infallible.
show name (optional): (Not ready to enter shows as of yet) Voiceless Passion
Name: Rai (R-eye)
Halter color: Pattern like this, except with different shades of violet like her eyes. (+ black buckles)
How did she get her scars?: As a young filly, Rai was always quite the trickster. She loved to mess around with the other foals, always rough housing with them. Once she was older, this childish rough housing was mistaken for violence, and she some how or another found herself being introduced to horse fights. Thankfully after a few matches, her handlers were caught and arrested and she was brought to safety.
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Art: Possibly
Method of Therapy: Since Rai is still going under recovery, she will not be allowed to enter shows until she is in better physical and mental health. She will be used for slow paced trail rides and pleasure riding until she is more stable and ready to enter a competition.

[Macabre.]

username: Cheshire-Cat
show name (optional): Saving Grace
name: Grace
halter color: Green
how did she get her scars? Her old owner use to have viscous dogs and they would attack her every so often, thus the old and new scars
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[heyheygirl101]

username: heyheygirl101
show name (optional): Every Scar Has a Story
name: Endless
halter colour: purple with grey "scars"
how did she get her scars? Endless was just a foal when her mother died, do to her owners neglect. Due to her being motherless, she had to learn to fend for herself, which was a very hard, long road. Her owner's dogs used to run free in the pastures and paddocks of her hell, and every now and then they would try to attack the little foals. Endless was their favourite, they knew she was an easy target because her mother wasn't there to protect her. Everyday they could come and "play" with her, they would bite her and scratch her and claw at her skin, she tried to buck them off and one day it worked she kicked one of those dogs right in the chest, and it died. Her owner wasn't very happy about one of his dogs being dead and he blamed her, yes she killed it but she was only protecting herself. He tied her to a post and took out a long whip, he hit her many times, each smack opening up a fresh wound, the last time he used it it opened a big gash on her face. Now Endless is here and we don't punish our horses.
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This is what it looked like