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Dun da duunn!
This Tolter represents Höðr, the God/Goddess of winter. It is my part of the staff set and I hope you guys like it as much as I do!

To enter for a staff horse, you must find a partner. Each horse is based on a God/Goddess and is paired with another. This one's pair is Ēostre by Dreamwalker!

To try out for this baby, you have to find a partner. You must both make your forms connect in some way.
You can both use the same coding and art, but that's no required. This is an impress me, so go all out!
Art can be made by you, your partner, or you can order it!
Please use this skeleton form and be sure to have all of these parts in your form somewhere!

You can now do this by yourself! So impress me, it's limitless ;3

If you have an questions, comments or concerns, feel free to contact me through PM. (:

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Username: ♥ flurr
Name: Thunderclaps Overhead // Olwen
Gender: Stallion
Coat Color: Purple Roan Minimal Tobiano with Reverse Brindle
Eye Color: Hetrochromic
Breeding Notes: Reverse brindle cannot pass, no matter what is rolled.

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Mark

[Henry is Bae]

Reserving!

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xxxxxxOlwen is a rather fascinating tolter. While others run at the thundrous cracks of lightning, golden veins through the clouded over day, he stares. His owl-like amber coloured eyes stay locked on the storm clouds for seconds, minutes, even hours. He will never cease to adore the wondrous things of awe in the sky, booming thunder, and sharp, crackling lightning. But Olwen doesn't simply view these astounding tempests; he feels them, too. After he feels his eyes are tired of the snapping, sputtering noises from above, he closes his delicate lids, and listens to to vibrations around him. The vibrant, dewy grass of the paddock, the faint vibrations from above. Olwen is fascinated by these gales to no end. Luckily for him, but nobody else, he lives in an area frequented by storms of many kinds.

xxxxxxWindstorms, precipitation, snowfall, you name it; Olwen has both seen, and felt it. He's quite an outsider, this stallion. Most don't even care to know his name. 'Him' is a common alias given to him, he even overheard someone snickering under their breath, 'That peculiar one who's oddly obsessed with storms'. He doesn't much care for interaction, though, outside of a small circle of family members who occasionally mutter a low 'hello' to him. His coat might be somwhat impressive to some, but to Olwen, it's nothing more than a camouflage, that lets him blend with his surroundings. One of the main ways he evaded capture as a foal, to watch the rumbling storms in his youth. Barn hands eventually understood what was happening, and began to leave him be, during these squalls. They left him alone; just the way he likes to be.

username : ♥ flurr ; you know me. c:
name : Olwen >> Thunderclaps Overhead
meaning : 'A footprint in the snow'.

xxxxxxDrip, drop. Drip, drop. Olwen stood stiffly, pale brown eyes locked on the swirling tempest of a storm brewing above him. His knees felt weak, yet he didn't have the power in him to tear away from the hypnotizing force of the gale winds around him. His expression was grim and contented, and he heard both concerned and mocking whispers from the barn behind him. Olwen payed no mind to the murmurs and snickers, though. The only company he needed was that of the fat, dark droplets of rain cascading down around him. The clouds gradually began to pale and slow, and he gave a silent prayer, for the storm to return at full force. Much to his dismay, it went unnoticed. Olwen glared up at the still, fluffy clouds, as if he could call forth a squall with a deadly enough glare. If only gales didn't fade so soon.

xxxxxxDays past, and Olwen began to fear he'd never feel another storm; feel the weightless dew of raindrops settling on his velvety nose, or the winds fluffing up his short, greyish hairs. But as surely as the sun would rise again, a wild tempest of currents of air and sharp waters returned soon enough. It was a glorious windstorm. Little rain, but hail pelted down from the leaden clouds, and Olwen dashed through the balls of ice for the shelter of the grooming station. The thin tin roof overhead sheltered him from the torrent of ice, and made a pleasantly rhythmical noise that echoed in his mind. His eyes once again lay locked on the storm presented in front of him, in all it's eddying, dark glory. He resumed his grim expression, contented to watch the gales rock the land for the day; the pleasantly stormy, and to others horrible, day.

All art in this form was made completely by myself.

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xxxname; Lord of the Winter // Höðr
xxxgender; stallion
xxxhalter; pre-set

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xxxshort story; wip

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xxxusername; rio_98
xxxhorse's name; Lady of the Spring // Ēostre
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You can now enter alone, and don't need a partner!

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Welcome to another episode of Pink Station Zero!


On today's episode we have Pete, who will be talking about adoption of his new horse from our planet!
So, what did you name the horse?

Well, I decided to name the horse 'Twilight We Don't Need No Shows' because Twilight is the prefix of my barn and it would be fitting to name him after the act you had a little over a year ago, Gerard Way performing No Shows and Starstruck for short!

Ahh, yes! I remember! So, Starstruck, he's quite the stallion, from what I've heard he's quite tall too?

Yeah, he's not the shortest, I understand here that you breed the horses to be taller, right? He stands at 15.2hh.

The taller they are the better! He's from one of our best breeding farms and his colour is understandably rare?

From what I've heard from the locals! I mean, Purple Roan Minimal Tobiano Reverse Brindle is pretty rare back on Earth! They're very uncommon, especially reverse brindle. I'm pretty honoured to now be the owner of one!

So, do you have anymore intergalactic breeds and are you planning to get some more from here? It's a massive honour having people from another galaxy come to actually buy one of our precious animals!

No, Starstruck is my first one! I will definitely be coming back to here to get some more if Starstruck settles!

What's your favourite galaxy, we know that you've been to a few others in search for a perfect companion?

Well, apart from my home galaxy, probably this one. The horses here are beautifully diverse.

Well, what made you pick Starstruck?

Aha, well, his personality really stood up to me. He's quite fiery and resilient. Very proud and he is the real leader. I've been told he is brave and will jump everything. I can see him starting his own little herd once I get him back home. He I a loyal and excellent companion and even though I only met him two days ago, he knows who I am, he's very intelligent. We've bonded pretty well and he trusts me. I cannot wait to get him back home soon! Starstruck will be an excellent asset to my barn. He knows he's pretty and he flaunts it. He's quite sassy too. He is cheeky and is quite the personality.

Well, that's all we've got for now, viewers! Before you go, Pete, we have you a gift for Starstruck from the people, a finely crafted headcollar! Thank you for being here today!

Thank you for having me! I cannot thank you guys enough for all this hospitality!

This is an interview set in another galaxy based off this.

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End date is December 1st.