[.Vetinater.]

This little boy is quite shy, but can be a handful when playing!
One moment he's there, the next moment he has snuck off somewhere..
There's something mysterious about him~

--Information--

Owner: e c h o
Name: GDR Twisted Britain
Breed: Falabella
Coat: Blue Roan Pintaloosa w/ Varnish Blanket
Markings: Irregular strip & snip, 2 socks, 2 stockings
Eyes: Ice-blue
Hooves: Pale horn
Height: 4.7 hh
Gender: Colt

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[Lady Masquerade]

omg vettie this little boy is so cute
he's just all

hello there I'm adorable love me

and I'm all
oh hello there yes you are so adorable I will love you
q3q <333

[.Vetinater.]

Bump! <3

[ghost queen.]

Username:
me of course <3
Colt's name:
GDR Twisted Britain (He's Britain. I'm not. XD)
Tell me a bit about him:
He's reckless at times, perfect at others. Now if you think brave you haven't seen his definition of brave. Once his minds set there's no turning back.
Art/Story:
The colt almost flipped on his back as he tried to buck. His mum silently looked up at him and shook her head amusingly. He snorted and kept his head up trotting the border line of the fence. He tested the wood by kicking it and it broke in half. The colt snickered and walked into the filly pen. The fillies squealed in unison as they galloped quickly through the hole, passing the colt and running into his pen. He turned his head annoyed and squealed to his mum as she looked up at all the fillies and sighed as she nosed them back into the pen. The colt walked to his mother as she covered the hole by laying next to it. The colt knew he was in for it after the day is over.

[.Vetinater.]

BUMP! <3

[.Vetinater.]

Username:
me of course <3
Colt's name:
GDR Twisted Britain (He's Britain. I'm not. XD)
Tell me a bit about him:
He's reckless at times, perfect at others. Now if you think brave you haven't seen his definition of brave. Once his minds set there's no turning back.
Art/Story:
The colt almost flipped on his back as he tried to buck. His mum silently looked up at him and shook her head amusingly. He snorted and kept his head up trotting the border line of the fence. He tested the wood by kicking it and it broke in half. The colt snickered and walked into the filly pen. The fillies squealed in unison as they galloped quickly through the hole, passing the colt and running into his pen. He turned his head annoyed and squealed to his mum as she looked up at all the fillies and sighed as she nosed them back into the pen. The colt walked to his mother as she covered the hole by laying next to it. The colt knew he was in for it after the day is over.

Sorry for the delay, but I suppose you own this lil' guy now! c: Congrats, Echo.