... So for a change, its not going to be the most intresting form as usaual but the most original, and happy, but not fluffy, story. (if that makes any sense.) Use your imagination, and have fun!
Owner: .:Country Strong:.
Name: Prinania
Color: Pearl http://uk.images.search.yahoo.com/image ... 5bnFMOfIrv
Pattern: white,cream,grey and light grey spots
Mane & Tail Stripes: cream,white and brown
Eyes: dusty pink
Hooves: dusty pink
Gender: mare
Your Name:
.: Country Strong :.
TRE's name:
Prinania [ Is pronounced Prin-AA-knEE-ah and it means Wishes Come True in Slovak. ]
TRE's personality:
Prinania, is a fun loving girl who loved her amazing life at a big time stable. She's not tooo pampered, only by her eight year old owner. She's very kind, gently, patient, and understanding, as well. She's an amazing listener, and she loves to play with the dogs, foals, and other horses at her barn. She especially loves to carry her child rider and owner.
TRE's Story/History:
At The Party
A huge celebration goes on at the Easlipsian Nights. It's a huge celebration for all horses of the Eclipse Herd. The lead mare, deeply in foal, lies on the river's bank, talking with some other mares. Suddenly, a loud noise sounds, as all of the horses stand up and trot in one large circle. It was a dance that had ben going for generations. The lead mare smiles as her family and friends get up and begin to lope in a circle, as if getting warmed up. She neighs happily as her long black mane drapes down her side. Suddenly she blacks out, right after feeling pain in her side.
The Next Day
The mare awakes sleepily, to muffled voices. Standing wobbily, she notices she was in a... STALL? A vet was just outsode of the door and a man. The vet smiles and points at the mare.=, as does the man. The vet walks off and the man walks in the cage. "You'll be an excallent show prospect." He smirks, rubbing between her ears. She snorts and steps back. Soon, she lies down in the stall, as water soaks the ground and she whinnies loudly.
After Delivery
The mare sniffs and licks a soft, delicate little foal. The man walks in again, with a woman with him. They shake their heads. "Look at that filly's ugly coloring. She'll never win shows." The hiss poking at the foal as she wags her tail, suckling. Making a face, they get on the phone. The mare perks her ears over to them. "Hey. Yes. She's been born. Umm... a .... peculiar looking filly. Yeah." He turns and quicks a rock. Quietly, he says, "Yeah. I'll DEFINANTLY give her away. It'd be horrible if anyone knew any of my horses had her. Okay. Um' Hum. K. See ya then. Bye." He hangs up the phone and soon a truck pulls up. Before the two day old filly could think, she, too, had blacked out.
A few days later
The little filly whinnies as a little girl runs in and gives her an apple. "What's her name, daddy." The girl asks, looking up at a rubbish, nicely fit cowboy. "I dunno, darlin'. She's a looker, though. Maybe..." He sighs and shrugs. The little girl says, "Prinania. It means wishes coem true." She looks at her father and he smiles. She was at a horse stock auction. Another lady walks up. "We'll just sell her. For 100." She smiled as the father pulled out his wallet and handed just that to her. The easily slide a halter over the young filly as the dad leads her out. Turning back, he asks the lady, "She's how old?..." The lady took a deep breath. "Maybe a week or two?" She turned and rushed off. The cowboy fother's jaw dropped. The girl tugged on his sleeve. "That's WAY to yound to be away from her momma. She'll have to let ole' Dixie be her foster momma, huh?" The little girl nodded quickly as they led her out.
At Whirlwind Acres
The filly whinnied and suckled from her paint horse 'mother', Dixie. The milk sap dripped from ehr mouth as she wobbled her tail. The girl came in and brushed her side, stroking her carefully. "I love you, Prin." She whispered to the filly, in her ear. "Daddy said he thinks you'll be an amazing ranch horse, show prospect for me, and companion horse. And brood mare." She smiles and rubs her head.
Growing Up
At this home, Prinania was raised to be a beautiful, strong mare. She was an azming horse, just like her father said, too. Her owner ended up being the little girl, who grew to be the best rodeo champ ever. And her best rodeo champ horse? Well, of course, that was Prinania. Or, as she was called in the cow ropin and barrel hrse ever. Also, as said, she's going to be an amazing brood mare. She's currently in foal and wondering if her filly will be amazingly talented and special... just like her.
.: Country Strong :.
TRE's name:
Prinania [ Is pronounced Prin-AA-knEE-ah and it means Wishes Come True in Slovak. ]
TRE's personality:
Prinania, is a fun loving girl who loved her amazing life at a big time stable. She's not tooo pampered, only by her eight year old owner. She's very kind, gently, patient, and understanding, as well. She's an amazing listener, and she loves to play with the dogs, foals, and other horses at her barn. She especially loves to carry her child rider and owner.
TRE's Story/History:
At The Party
A huge celebration goes on at the Easlipsian Nights. It's a huge celebration for all horses of the Eclipse Herd. The lead mare, deeply in foal, lies on the river's bank, talking with some other mares. Suddenly, a loud noise sounds, as all of the horses stand up and trot in one large circle. It was a dance that had ben going for generations. The lead mare smiles as her family and friends get up and begin to lope in a circle, as if getting warmed up. She neighs happily as her long black mane drapes down her side. Suddenly she blacks out, right after feeling pain in her side.
The Next Day
The mare awakes sleepily, to muffled voices. Standing wobbily, she notices she was in a... STALL? A vet was just outsode of the door and a man. The vet smiles and points at the mare.=, as does the man. The vet walks off and the man walks in the cage. "You'll be an excallent show prospect." He smirks, rubbing between her ears. She snorts and steps back. Soon, she lies down in the stall, as water soaks the ground and she whinnies loudly.
After Delivery
The mare sniffs and licks a soft, delicate little foal. The man walks in again, with a woman with him. They shake their heads. "Look at that filly's ugly coloring. She'll never win shows." The hiss poking at the foal as she wags her tail, suckling. Making a face, they get on the phone. The mare perks her ears over to them. "Hey. Yes. She's been born. Umm... a .... peculiar looking filly. Yeah." He turns and quicks a rock. Quietly, he says, "Yeah. I'll DEFINANTLY give her away. It'd be horrible if anyone knew any of my horses had her. Okay. Um' Hum. K. See ya then. Bye." He hangs up the phone and soon a truck pulls up. Before the two day old filly could think, she, too, had blacked out.
A few days later
The little filly whinnies as a little girl runs in and gives her an apple. "What's her name, daddy." The girl asks, looking up at a rubbish, nicely fit cowboy. "I dunno, darlin'. She's a looker, though. Maybe..." He sighs and shrugs. The little girl says, "Prinania. It means wishes coem true." She looks at her father and he smiles. She was at a horse stock auction. Another lady walks up. "We'll just sell her. For 100." She smiled as the father pulled out his wallet and handed just that to her. The easily slide a halter over the young filly as the dad leads her out. Turning back, he asks the lady, "She's how old?..." The lady took a deep breath. "Maybe a week or two?" She turned and rushed off. The cowboy fother's jaw dropped. The girl tugged on his sleeve. "That's WAY to yound to be away from her momma. She'll have to let ole' Dixie be her foster momma, huh?" The little girl nodded quickly as they led her out.
At Whirlwind Acres
The filly whinnied and suckled from her paint horse 'mother', Dixie. The milk sap dripped from ehr mouth as she wobbled her tail. The girl came in and brushed her side, stroking her carefully. "I love you, Prin." She whispered to the filly, in her ear. "Daddy said he thinks you'll be an amazing ranch horse, show prospect for me, and companion horse. And brood mare." She smiles and rubs her head.
Growing Up
At this home, Prinania was raised to be a beautiful, strong mare. She was an azming horse, just like her father said, too. Her owner ended up being the little girl, who grew to be the best rodeo champ ever. And her best rodeo champ horse? Well, of course, that was Prinania. Or, as she was called in the cow ropin and barrel hrse ever. Also, as said, she's going to be an amazing brood mare. She's currently in foal and wondering if her filly will be amazingly talented and special... just like her.
Congratulations! you are now the proud (i hope) owner of Prinania!
p.s i loved all your entries guys it was so hard to choose just one, but i didn't think you'd want to share
wrote:Okay so we've decided to hold a little comp, and i see you've clicked my part 
Not good.
)
