[shortstop]

//that tobiano marking has slayed me omg

Username;; shadow9119
Show Name;; Jagged Lightning
Barn Name;; Agnes
Gender;; Mare
Height;; 15.3 hh
Halter;; Something dark? c:
Story;;
The rain pounded against the glass of the upper floor window. The taller man, Keane, stood right at the window, watching as the vicious clouds approached. They flashed with lightning, and it vaguely reminded Keane of some kind of terrible battle that was hidden behind a thick fog, so that one could only see the lights of the explosions of shells and the firing of guns. It sent a shiver down his spine; this weather was nothing to mess with.
Behind him, the younger male, Dane, paced across the room. They had just finished returning the ranch's horses to their stalls, out of harm's way from the fast approaching storm. Keane felt Dane suddenly move so that he was standing behind him, accompanying him in watching the clouds.
"The storm's definitely getting worse. How many seconds did you say were between the lightning and the thunder?"
Keane grinned, shaking his head at Dane's comment. "I said 2 seconds, but you know that's only a myth right? The time has no relation to the distance the storm is from us."
Dane shrugged. "Well, I believe it," he paused. "We did get all of the horses in right?"
Keane nodded. "Yeah, everyone's inside and safe."
Dane breathed a small sigh. It had taken well over three hours to get all of horses inside. And with Shadow Cove being home to over eighty horses, this had been no small task. But they had done it, and they could now rest easy.
Or not.
"You see that?"
Keane had his face suddenly pressed against the glass, trying to make a shape out through the rain and the darkness.
"See what?" Dane responded, stifling a yawn. He was exhausted, and he couldn’t understand where Keane got his energy from. He wondered if it was from all the time he spent in the gym.
"You don't see that? Doesn't it look like a horse to you?!"
All of the colour immediately drained from Dane's face.
They had missed one.
"Dammit Keane, we missed one!" he hissed, running out of the room and down the stairs. Keane was right behind him, whistling to Taurus to follow them. They'd probably need the dog's help to round the horse up and get it safely undercover.
Dane hastily pulled on his coat and pushed open the door. The strength of the wind caused the rain to feel like rocks as it hit him, but they needed to get to that horse.
"Keane!" He had to yell over the wind so that the other male could hear him. "Go through the back gate; take Taurus with you. Make sure it doesn't get out that way."
Keane ran off in that direction, leaving Dane to hope over the front fence of the paddock. Keane came up behind the horse. He couldn't tell who it was, as the heavy rain coupled by the dark of the night had reduced visibility to zero. From the draft-like build, he presumed it was a Gypsy, but he couldn't be sure.
"Easy, come on now, we gotta get you inside."
He tried to sound gentle, but with the weather as loud as it was, that was very difficult. The horse turned to look at him, just as Dane ran up to where they were. Out of nowhere, a bolt of lightning struck a nearby pine. In the flash of light, Keane realized that he didn't recognize this horse.
"Dane! It's not one of ours!" he yelled over the wind.
"What?!" Dane's eyes were wide. He shook his head, turning quickly to the tree that had been struck to make sure there was no fire. Finding none, he turned back to Keane and the horse. "We still have to get it inside!"
Keane approached the horse with caution, but was able to slip the halter onto the horse with surprising ease. He hadn't brought a lead rope, so grabbed the side strap of the halter and led the horse that way. The rain showed no signs of letting up, and the journey to the stables was a long one, but they finally made it. Taurus disappeared back into the house, while Keane and Dane dealt with the horse.
"Well, she's a mare," Dane pointed out, taking off his coat. "And she's in good condition. Pretty, too."
Keane nodded, picking up a towel and wiping the rain from his own face, the horse's face, then his own face again. Dane sighed.
"Should we keep her?" Keane asked. Dane shrugged.
"It almost looks like she belongs to someone, we should check that out first."
Keane nodded, glancing up at the mare. Her calmness unnerved him, but she showed no signs of being aggressive.
“I’ve already thought of a name, look at that tobiano marking.”
“Enlighten me.”
“What about Jagged Lightning?”

[Mystic Magii]

Username;; Mystic Magii
Show Name;; Rainy Day
Barn Name;; Smog
Gender;; Mare
Height;; 15.3 hh
Halter;; Sea Blue please
Story;; It had been a long gloomy, and rainy day. Melody was grooming her scared, and shivering horses. She was singing a slow, and soft song to calm them down. Smog, a little baby horse, broke out of the prison she called home. A nightmare house filled with feces, rotting plants, and the horrible smell of smoke. A fire had broke out in the barn and Smog was the only survivor. She watched the fire, as she was waiting for her family to come out. A half hour passed, and no one had arrived. Smog waited for the fire truck to come. When they finally came, smog backed off into the treeline where she could watch, but they couldn't see her. Smog waited the painful hour until the fire was put out. That's when it hit her. The urge to cry overwhelmed her, as she trotted to find somewhere safe. Smog had ran a almost a day, until she found Melody's barn. When Melody found her, she was dripping of rain and tears. Her eyes filled with smoke from the fire, and still shivering of fear, from what had happened. Melody rushed to grab a blanket as the rain fell onto her and Smogs face, feeling like a blanket of ice was covering them. Melody frantically brought Smog into an empty stable, and began to clean her up. She washed her with warm water, ave her eye drops, and gave her some fresh carrots and apples. Smog was looking much better than she was before, and a lot happier too. Melody had no idea where Smog had come from, so she decided to keep her. Smog is now older, and runs freely with her new friends, and Melody.

[persay]

Username;; wolfy858
Show Name;; the midnight rose
Barn Name;; rose
Gender;; Mare
Height;; 15.3 hh
Halter;; galaxy theamed
Story;; (max 800 words) rose was shy and nervuse,she was thin and nearly bold,a girl was here at the stabbles and was shy,but when rose and her meet there was an instint conection she patted the mare and the other people just stared in awe "who owens this horse?" she asked shyly and looked into the mares eyes the owner repliyed with "you do dear" and the girl looked stundded for a second."but how?" she asked softly and looked at the owner "how?....ha my dear no one has been able to touch that horse" the old woman repliys and handes the girl a lead rope,"this mare will need a lot of trianing and exersise,and dont rush her" the lady wispered in her ear.with that the girl and rose became an exalent team and went on to win many comations.

[S h e b s t e r]

Did you mean Red roan in the title? I got confused for a second

[Ariana Black]

Username;; Ariana Black
Show Name;; Moonlit Kiss
Barn Name;; Galaxy
Gender;; Mare
Height;; 15.3 hh
Halter;;
Story;; Galaxy was a very shy mare and very sweet and gentle. I first saw her at the auction and new this beautiful girl would be perfect for Cottonwood Stables. I placed my bid on her and won her. She was rather shy at first when I came to get her and tried moving away from me but when I offered her an apple she instantly warmed up. She came closer and let me stroke her proud neck. She really enjoyed that and allowed me to put her into her trailer. When we got home I introduced her first to Dreamer both were shy at first but quickly became friends. I let them out into the pasture and they ran and played most of the day.

[iBrevity]

tentative res cx

[lovestruck]

Username;;
diamondfox
Show Name;;
Fallen Stars
Barn Name;;
Dawn
Gender;;
Mare
Height;;
15.3 hh
Halter;;
Light, sky blue, with golden buckles.

I don't know... You work your magic!
Story;;
The wind blew threw my hair, as I sped the mare up. She was insanely fast, and I couldn't believe I'd come upon this beauty, on a little walk. How did I come across her, you ask?
The wind was perfect. There was a slight breeze, and the sun was light, and felt nice. It was, as we call it, the perfect day. So, I went outside. Owning horses, I had beautiful trails through a nearby forest. I took in a deep breath of the crisp air, and twirled around. Then, I started on the trail. It had rained last night, so it was VERY muddy. I had to constantly jump around mud puddles.
Soon, I found my willow tree. It had been there since my grandmother was a child. I sighed, climbing up into it. I was so happy here, in the forest. My eyes slowly closed, and everything faded to grey.
Pain seared through my back and arms. I struggled a little bit, even though I knew it was pointless. Thorns surrounded me. I had somehow fallen into the huge bushes covered in tendrils and thorns. I yelled out in pain. I looked up, my eyes barely open. Something moved. Was it- an angel? I blinked, and my vision came into focus. It was a mare!
I rested my cut hands on her back. My blood stained bits of white on her hide, but she didn't seem to mind. The beautiful mare pulled me out of the tendrils. I sighed, seeing the dawn sky."Dawn," I whispered. "Your name is Dawn." She seemed to like this, as she whinnied. I took a closer look, and gasped. "You're- a Hyrulian Gypsy!" I smiled, brushing off dirt from my jeans, and therefore smearing blood on them. I knew she was bareback, but I didn't mind. I swung my leg over her side.
I kicked her very lightly, and she seemed to know what to do. She broke into a trot, and I gasped, not in surprise, but at how fast she was. She was clearly meant to be a racehorse. I already loved her. I decided I'd keep the mare, and name her dawn. I pet her flank a bit, and dismounted, seeing we'd come to my barn. "You're a beauty." I whispered. "You're like the dawn in summer."
(Word count: 376? It's something around that)

[Phina Wolf]

Username;; Phina Wolf
Show Name;; A Mantis Never Prays
Barn Name;; Manta
Gender;; Mare
Height;; 15.3 hh
Halter;; green
Story;;
I looked through the stall window at the tiny orphan foal. Instead of the normal reaction, despondency, sadness, grief, the foal was racing around the box stall, kicking the walls and generally acting like a mad thing. I sighed, watching as she slammed sidelong into the wall. She stood for a minute, unsure what had happened before resuming her frantic race against her shadow. This would be a long, long training.

I jumped out of the way is the yearling bolted past, her rider running past her. I sighed and joined in the chase....for the tenth tim that week. Manta was not an easy horse to train, as we had suspected. She bolted at the slightest provocation. I dashed forward, snatching up her lead. She reared, almost smashing my head in. "Woah girl!!" I called up to her, pulling her down. She danced nervously, winning excitedly. I handed her back to her trainer, who looked as is a thunder could had taken up residence over their head. Poor girl. She hadn't realized what she was taking on with Manta. She was a wild thing, who refused to be broken, but with patience I believed she could be gentled.

That was three years ago. We still haven't entirely gentled our wild thing.

[mainstream geologist]

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[certified]

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