[hiraeth + hound]

General Info

Chrysaora Basilisk are the prevalent equine creatures that inhabit the world Lucent. They roam by the hundreds, using their unique hooves to score the uneven rock and track down their most vital source of nourishment; evil. The relationship between Chrysaora and humans is a complex one. Chrysaora vocalize like horses, but are also thought to have a syrinx much like birds do and have been recorded displaying a variety of sharp, avian sounds. Their eyes layer over with a dark, murky black until their normal eye color pierces through in a great ball of electric light, radiating toward their victim's open eyes and paralyzing them. The Glare is able to stop both human and creature, and after a few days, unique to other forms of basilisk, the paralyzed being transforms into a sea nettle.

Owner:
Username: Sheperd
Name: Vulcan
Gender: stallion
Coat Color: Sooty Blood Bay Black Chimeric (Pale Yellow/Red Sectoral Heterochromia)

[guilttripping]

Sugar, we're going down

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging

Username:
fjord rider
Name:
Sugar, We're Going Down // Punk
Gender:
Stallion
Personality:
Punk is a very serious guy. He doesn't like to mess around with the other horses. He is very levelheaded and down to earth. Most horses don't think he is fun but when you get to know him he is a real party animal. He is usually the one who inserts his owners Punk albums into the stables radio. When he is not busy contemplating life he will be up to mischief. Nobody suspects all these pranks are him because he is so quiet and to himself.
Mane/Tail Color/Design:
Like a nebula (see picture)

[mooncakes]

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Username: Sheperd
Name: Vulcan
Gender: stallion
Personality: Vulcan is stubborn and sarcastic. He carries a dry sense of humor around with him, and is a witty duke. wip
Mane/Tail Color/Design: The base of his mane is as black as obsidian. It has a tint of crimson to it, though it's usually only visible when hit by light. There are a couple streaks here and there; one being on his forelock. There are two on his mane that are relatively close to each other, but there is one outliar. On his tail, there are two.

[OutdatedBoombox]

Username: onceinabluemoon567
Name: Sleepy Hollow 'Poltergeist'
Gender: mare
Personality: Poltergeist is a peculiar mare, she drifts around like a phantom and likes rattling chains and similar objects. She's quiet, and her call is uniquely eerie when compared to the calls of others of her species. She dislikes company and wanders the lands alone, often is the most desolate of areas. The easiest time to catch a glimpse of this shy mare is on very, very foggy or misty evenings, usually after dusk. On occasion she can be seen with an adopted foal by her side.
Mane/Tail Color/Design:
Story: 'Caretaker' (From a different Basilisk's perspective)

I couldn't believe my eyes, there was a mare standing in the mist, staring at me with dead-looking eyes. Her coat's bold colors muted by the mists and her mane and tail seemingly becoming one with them. I'd heard of this elusive beauty before, she was known as the 'Poltergeist' for her strange habits of traveling alone, scaring others, and vanishing and eerily as she appears. I approached her, cautious, not knowing what this ghostly being's reaction would be. She gave a warning screech that echoed and faded, just as I was a small buckskin foal by her side. I decided to back away, and both she and her charge vanished.

I saw her a few weeks later, again during a misty evening, and again with the foal. This time she recognized me and didn't seem to consider me a threat. The foal became curious and approached me, earning a gentle greeting. Poltergeist looked up and noticed that I, too, was a mare. She then disappeared, leaving me with a foal I didn't know. I eventually figured t out and raised the colt myself, helping him grow into a powerful stallion. The second time was the last I saw that strange mare, though my adopted son never seemed to forget her.

[Kaitlynizer]

dropping out...

[ShadyBro]

Username: ShadyBro

Name: Dancer

Gender: Male

Personality: Daring - Bold - Defiant - Stubborn - Divergent

Mane/Tail Color/Design: Dark Red-Yellow Gradiant

[Queen Vivane]

Username: Queen Chrysalis

Name: Contagion

Gender: Male

Personality: Contagion is a very driven Chrysaora Basilisk. He does whatever it takes to get things done right. Contagion despite what one might think from his name is actually a very decent CB, always trying to do things the right way. If put in a position where he could spare lives rather than unnecessarily wasting them, this guy would do his absolute best to save every life he possibly could. While firm, Contagion always makes sure to be fair and not cruel.

Mane/Tail Color/Design: His hair fades from the black down through the other colors of the palette until reaching orange which sits at the very bottom of the mane and tail owo

[Medd-Lee]

Username:
AsH.eN

Name:
Charris
(pronounced Char-ess)

Gender:
Mare

Personality:
Char somehow manages to live alone, feeding off of the evil of others' herds. She is not a mare looking for love, and in fact would rather shun the idea than embrace it. this mare would rather be the one to break a Stallion's heart than the one to let him in. Char is not antisocial, she just prefers living on her own so she doesn't. Have to feel weak compared to a Stallion, when in truth she is in fact more likely stronger.
Char has had a hard time on her own, though she wouldn't admit it. She was born into a herd, but orphaned almost immediately. She liked to pretend to be strong, but wasn't always. The colts tended to tease her, which gave her a volcanic nature, and her fear of being made to feel weak. When she was old enough, she left he herd. At first, she tried to join other herds. When this was unsuccessful, she learned to fend for herself.
The first time she chased off a predator was invigorating. She began to look for trouble, finding it more than she wanted to, in fact. It took getting hurt and almost not making it for her to stop. She'd nearly broken her leg taking a daredevil jump accross a wide gap in the rock. Her hind legs slipped, and she fell.
She couldn't walk for days.
There was no food.
There was very little water.
When she finally climbed out into the sunshine, her need to look for trouble had calmed. She still does sometimes, but jumps aren't for her.

After a long time, Char became experienced at sneaking. She could edge right up to a herd unnoticed, and drink the tendrils of evil that were left behind. Sometimes, in times of need, she will even attack.
Some say she's become carnivorous. Some say she's gone crazy. She's even heard a ghost story of a mare that sounded like her.

But despite her loner nature, Char would take in any foal that needed her, even if she ended up with five.

Mane/Tail Color Design:
The blue and white streaks run down her mane and are focused in the back of her (Long) mane, bottom side of her tail, and the left of her bangs

Image not mine

[guilttripping]

Bump

[Tyki-Pon]

Reserving