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Username: diamondcat
Show Name (optional): Racing Through the Flames
Barn Name: Chrome
Gender: Stallion
Colour: Sooty Bay
Genotype: EE/AA + Sooty
Halter Colour: Maybe a gold, with silver buckles?
Poem:
He's a red leaf, drifting across the field.
The autumn leaves are leaving.
The snow melts like popsicles in summer.
His red coat ripples.
He will never yield.

He runs forever, like a twisting river
Flows like the wind.
He likes the sound of being a giver.
Generous.
A red leaf falling from the sky.
Running through the flames.
Illustration:
Wip

[waverly,]

Markk

[stingray]

Username:
Stingray
Show Name :
Judge me Twice
Barn Name:
Story
Gender:
Stallion
Colour:
Sooty Bay
Genotype:
EE/AA + Sooty
Halter Colour:
Gold with black buckles
Poem:
harsh cold wind that makes you shiver
in the chills of winter
the time where no life grows
in the life sucking snow

but that is only what you know
there is always more to show
foolish people why judge things once
don't act a dunce

spring isn't just about flowers blooming
there is more than just life looming
for Story and I both know
there is life under the snow

the warmth of spring brings more than just awe
in spring the snow begins to thaw
the trails become more slippery
which can lead to a tragic missery

with the flowers blooming there will be more bees
which will cause a lot of people to sneeze
for story and I both know
there are more things looming under the snow

but do not get me wrong spring is just fine
it is a time of celebration and fun places to dine
with fun adventures awaiting
even though there is no more ice skating

remeber to judge things twice
the ugly might actualy be nice
spring is a time of misery and play
winter is warm outside but has a cold day

things aren't always what they seem
there is more to life than what we dream
the young and the hoary
have more than one story

Now Story amd I will go on a trail
and we know our judgement will never fail
as we look at the new life in awe
we step carefully because of the thaw

spring is in bloom
but summer is coming soon
in its raving glory
rember there is more than one story


Illustration:
res, I am on a road trip and won't be able to complete this till after spring break

[Nocsokol]

Running through the open fields
Blooming flowers never yield
Birds fly through the air and sing
Songs of this lovely spring

Lucifer runs to a tree
Where people have afternoon tea
People see him
Then they flee him
Apparently he ruined their afternoon tea.

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Username: Hawksky
Show Name: The Devil's Call
Barn Name: Lucifer
Gender: Stallion
Age: 5
Height: 15hh
Colour: Sooty Bay
Genotype: EE/AA + Sooty
Halter Colour: Black with red flames
Theme Song: Istanbul -They Might Be Giants
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Lucifer is sly and cunning. He loves being mischievous and causing trouble.
He is a slight bully to other stallions, but not to mares.
But, due to his personality none of the mares like him.
Even though he seems to not like anything pretty or nice, he loves Spring, because he can gallop around without getting cold or hot.
He will will buck or rear randomly when there is a rider on his back and hates the girth. He is high spirited and is quite an athlete.
He is herd bound and will try to go to his herd when riding. He does not respond to the bit very well and needs more training.

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Likes

Walking on the beach
Mares
Foals
Apples
Bananas
Getting groomed
Jumping
Hanging out with friends
Going to shows
Winning
Snow
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Dislikes

The girth
The bit
Stallions
Spurs
Getting shots
Going to the farrier
Rain
Medicine
Lazy people
Mean people
Whips/crops
Rocks
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Speckle
I like Speckle. She is nice and does not tease me about being mischievous. I do not know her very well though because she is very shy and hardly talks. We like resting in the pasture together near the end of the day before we go into the barn for the night. She is sweet to me and we have become friends at Redwood stables.
Hibiscus
Hibiscus... Where do I start? Well, as soon as she saw me and found out about my past she acted as if I as a little colt like her little Lancelot. She made sure I was comfy and kept me company. I really like her and hope that we can have a foal in the future. Just one, I don't think I could handle any more. I think it is because her that I have settled down in my new home. ^-^
Joey
He's a cutie. He likes making peace breaking up fights. He is also small at only 14.2hh. He may be small but he has a huge heart...And fast legs. We love galloping though the open field together, looking at all the birds and butterflies. He is definitely a good friend of mine! Nothing will ever break our friendship.
Lancelot
He looks like me! He almost seems like and son to me. I really like hanging out with him in the pasture and galloping with him and his mom. When I came to Redwood Stables there was this little colt who looked up at me then nuzzled me. With just a little time here we have bonded.
Nadia
I don't really like her much. Well the little filly is okay i guess, but she is a little to feisty for me. She is the little warrior around. You'd think she would be sweet by the way she looks, but no, she loves challenges and is very competitive. It's hard for my to think she is the daughter of Speckle and Joey. We chat a little but not much. I do love racing her though! (Even though I almost always lose because of my abuse in my past.)
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Lucifer grew up up in an old shabby barn. He was mistreated and starving. His mother had died after his birth and taken his only happiness away. His owner was cruel and made him over work. He was whipped over and over again if he did not pull the plow across the field. When he was ridden the man dug the spurs into his flank until the blood trickled out.The years went by just the same with his cruel owner. Lucifer wished that he would die and be over with this horrible life. One day when he was four, some strangers came up to the barn and looked at him. There was a big argument between the strangers and Lucifer's owner. In the end the strangers won and but him in a trailer. He was taken to the vet where he was cared for and got better. Everyone here was nice to him and all the animals here. Slowly he began to gain wait until he was a high spirited, healthy horse. One day a person came and looked at him. She stroked his face and they immediately boned. She took him home and introduced him to her other horses. There was a young colt who looked like he could be Lucifer's colt! They looked at each other and then galloped off into the field to play.
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Art: SkyWishes21
Borders & Frames: Digitally Distinct
Everything Else: Me

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[Chronometer]

Extended to the 21st of April c:
Congrats to Hawksky! I really enjoyed reading everyone's poems <3
I'll get your halter done tomorrow when I have a computer c:

[Nocsokol]

Aaaaaaahhhhhhh! Thank you so much! I will take good care of him. ^-^ Sorry i did not post sooner but i was temerarely banned from CS by my mom. I can only get on after I'm done with shcool (I'm homeshcooled) witch the time i finesh verys.

[Nocsokol]

Oh um, Milo, do i have permishon to use your art?