[noreptiles_]

This one was fun to make! <3

Username: infallible.
Name: Born from Falling Snow "Avery"
Gender: Mare
Coat Color: gold cream champagne tobiano (ee/aa/nCr/nCh/nT)
Eye Color: hazel-green
Dam: --
Sire: --

[TheToyMaker]

Username: TheToyMaker
Show Name: TTT Champagne On Ice
Name: Elska
Name Meaning/Why you chose it:
Her show name, Champagne On Ice, is more formal, less graceful; but it describes her coloring rather well, and seems to fit. As for her barn name, Elska, I chose it because it's not only very pretty sounding and fits her well, but it also means "love" in icelandic. It just fits, y'know?
Halter Color: A very pastel rainbow, like the reflections on a sea of ice.
Age: 5
Story: (this is from Elska's point of view, as a young foal)

Massive res, she's beautiful

[feverrr]

Username: Flurry, owner of 11.
Show Name: A Sip Of Champagne.
Name: Erin.
Name Meaning: Because of her colouring, and since you asked for something beautiful...
Halter Color: Hazel green and white candy cane stripes.
Age: Erin is seven years old.
Story: Erin cautiously tread her way through the cool white powder that dusted the ground, her hazel green eyes dancing nervously across the landscape, which had yesterday been bright and filled with life, and now seemed to be frozen in a coat of pale dust. Her rider undid the latch on her lead in a masterfully short time, and tugged on her matching hazel green and white blanket to check it was on right. Erin paused briefly before walking into the brisk, open air. Erin eyed the area which was usually a lake, the warm spring water now seemed to have a thin icy skin. She lightly tapped it with her hoof, only to have it plunge through, the surface layer, and into the deathly cold liquid concealed below. She spooked, ears pinning back to her head, and sidestepped away, only to almost trip in a hidden gopher hole, which had been covered by a layer of frosty... what even was this matter, that melted on her tongue like sugar cubes? wip

[Netherland Dwarf]

Username: Netherland Dwarf
Show Name: Blinded by the Moves
Name: Snowflight
Name Meaning/Why you chose it: Well, its in my story down below / WIP
Halter Color: Blue
Age: 6
Story: WIP

I might skip this babe, but will try and steal a slot or 2

[landofmakebelieve]

Username: piaffes in the snow
Show Name: Kanata'a Aroura Borelais
Name: Kanata
Name Meaning/Why you chose it: Kanata, the origin of Canada's name, means "Small Village" in one of the many Native American languages. Aroura Borealis is the beautiful dancing of vibrant colours across the night's sky; commonly known as the Northern Lights. I chose Kanata to be part of this gal's name, because I am Canadian, and I strongly believe there is no country more stunning, beautiful and unique in culture, cuisine and landscape than my homeland. I chose Aroura Borealis to be part of her name because I have never experienced anything more magnificent in my life than watching the Northern Lights flicker and twist about in the northern sky.
Halter Color: Based on the Northern Lights c:
Age: 3 years
Story: Kanata's very first experience with snow was quite early-on in her life, and so she does not remember it very well. Born in the dead of winter, Kanata truly was a Canadian baby. She was kept inside for the first three days of her life before she was aloud outside to ensure that she was healthy enough to be out in the cold. So, when the filly was three days old, shhe and her mother were bundled up in heavy winter blankets and were turned out into the frigid, -19°C , snow covered paddock. While her mother easily moved about through the deep snow (which just brushed the bottom of her belly), Kanata struggled through her mother's tracks. At first, she hated snow. Every little thing about it. It was cold. It was wet. It clung to her coat. It fell from the sky. What falls from the sky and is safe?! Well, just about nothing to a young filly like herself. As soon as she was out in the paddock, Kanata stood statue still, with her ears flat against her head. She would much rather wade through the bedding of a nice, cozy stall than this freezing stuff! The pretty little filly squealed with frustration at her mother, who was playing a game of through-the-fence-tag with the gelding on the other side. When her other ignored Kanata's unhappy cries, the filly tried walking forward. Unfortunately, she failed to pick up her right front high enough, and tripped, falling face first into the powdery snow before her. Now flailing, the young tolter began flailing and trying to go backward, only to end up on her rump. As she sat in the snow, looking much like a dog, her mother finally quit playing with the other horse and came trotting over. Kanata snorted and flicked her ears at her mom, turning her head away as she pouted. Suddenly, she was covered in the cold powder. Whipping her head around, the filly found her mother bobbing her head up and down, seemingly laughing. The mare then scooped up more snow on her muzzle and dropped it on her filly's head. And so, the snow fight began... Now, three years later, Kanata probably loves snow most of any tolter on her farm!

[mooncakes]

Withdrawing to give other people a chance. <3 Congrats to the winner. c:

[Khans]

Username: Khaos0
Show Name: Pandora
Name: Pan
Name Meaning/Why you chose it: It sounded cool
Halter Color: something with the colour of lavender
Age: 7
Story:
Pan was a mere foal when she first encountered snow. Oh, how baffled she was, waking up and initially noticing the ice covered window. She looked to her mother with great marvel in her eyes before nuzzling the cold frost with her soft, delicate lips. She pulls back, snorting in curiosity. “How odd mother, it’s water, but it’s not.” The wise mare simply chuckled “extraordinary observation my dear little one~” “What does it mean, mother?” “You will soon see.” Since Pan was fairly small, she was far too little to see the glistening white out of the window. She even tried rearing up but with little to no avail. Soon enough one of the breeder’s sons walked into the barn and started to release the eager mares and their foals. Pan began thrashing around in excitement and paid no attention to the boy who was covered in a white, crackling fluff. She simply thought it was another bizarre thing that the humans did. She turned sharply then stopped abruptly once she seen the scary white hills. Eyes rolling back in fear, she began to panic. “It’s going to eat me!” she shrieked. Her mother wise and old, not so accidentally pushed Pan into the snow drift right by the open doors. Pan fell head first into the plush cold. She began to cry, frozen in terror, knowing to this moment was going to be her emanate doom. Her mother waited a moment before licking Pan’s shaking rump and calmly asking “Are you done little one?” Tears still flowing, Pan crawled out of the drift. Her mother brushed the snow out of Pan’s face and begun to make her way to the fields with Pan sniffling and wheezing closely behind her.

[hiraeth + hound]

Username: infallible.

Show Name: Born from Falling Snow (AKA Snow Phoenix.)

Name: Avery

Name Meaning/Why you chose it: After about an hour of looking through names, I finally settled on something simple yet elegant and innocent sounding, which in turn mirror this girl's appearance.

Halter Color: Colored and shiny like this gorgeous crystal, buckle color is up to you. ♥

Age: 6

Story: Avery's first meeting was not a very pleasant one, and almost ended in her downfall. On a late December evening, her future mother was foaling unsupervised as snow slowing continued to fall from the clouded skies. By the time Avery was birthed, the ground was completely covered, and Avery was almost impossible to locate in the bright snow. Thankfully, both her and her mother were found and relocated to the warmth of the foaling stables before any fatal accidents occured. Though, this encounter had a major impact on Avery and she is very fragile. It is important to be gentle with her in all situations. Though Avery is a very gentle and quiet soul that's actually quite fascinated with the snow, she cannot run free in it like other horses. It's said that Avery was "birthed from the snow itself", as her coat and personality mimics the phenomenon to a T.

[heyheygirl101]

Username: heyheygirl101
Show Name: Once in a Liftime
Name: Snowflake
Name Meaning/Why you chose it: Snowflakes are each individually unique and I believe that resembles this beautiful tolter who is also unique
Halter Color: dark blue with snowflakes
Age: 4
Story: Snowflake has only ever expierenced snow once in her life time, but has remebered it ever since. She was just a little filly when it happened, barely 5 months old, many in her herd had never seen it before either, and almost feared it, but not Snowflake, all bright eyed and wondering, she walked out into the snow, the first to do so in her herd. She looked at the powder on the ground and licked it, the snow melting on her tongue, then she started to kick up the snow catching it on her tongue as it fell around her. The next this she saw was a mound of it so like any foal she ran towards it spraying the snow everywhere, after this everyone else joined her, and now it is a wonderful memory that will always be with the herd.

[Hell Hound]

Username: Hell Hound
Show Name: True Colours
Name: Prism
Name Meaning/Why you chose it: When white light passes through a prism, the rainbow emerges. I thought this would be perfect for this beautiful girl <3
Halter Color: A light, dull rainbow (striped, not blended please c:) with silver buckles
Age: 3.5
Story: Prism was the result of forbidden love. Her sire and dam were from rivaling herds, but the laws of the equines we no match for true love. The two we outcast to snow mountains, and lived on the high crests where the wind ruffled their manes and the soft snow mottles their coats.
Later, Prism was born. She had met the world in a cave, and though she was so young, she could remember this experience because it had such an impact on her life.
When she stumbled out into the bright sunlight, she was immediately drawn to a vast expanse of heavy snow. While any other foal should naturally retreat back into the warmth and security of the cage, Prism wandered further. The moment her hooves crunched on the soft ice, she got an amazing feeling. One she could never recreate. A wisp of wind blew through her mane and she closed her eyes, cherishing the moment. And she knew what comfort and happiness was.
Now an amazing icy blood surges through her veins whenever it snows. She loves snow so very, very much. Snow is not just a result of some clouds producing freezing crystals to her. Snow is everything to her. It's her life. Her blood. Her family.

"I still remember it," she said, looking to the others. A herdmate stood next to her, ears pushed forwards, eyes intent. "I remember that first snow." She closed her eyes and gave a calming sigh. "It was... amazing. Winter's my favourite season. I just get this astonishing feeling. Have you ever had that?" She said, admiring that feeling. She hadn't realized why she had immediately loved snow so much until she had outgrown her foalhood.

Her dam and sire were in true love. True love is something so scarce, you only find it once in your entire life. When Prism had first met snow, she had met love. Snow was family, comfort, and safety. Snow was hope for the future. Snow was true love. and Prism knew in her heart that she would find her snow one day.