Owner: {h o r s e}
Name: Alf
Gender: Male
Age: 3
Height: 15 hh
Option(s):Personality: Alf is a very hyperactive horse. He loves to move, and can't stay still in one spot. You'll often find him thinking up pranks he can pull on the other equids. He's always on the go, and loves to explore. He's still only a baby, so of course he screams innocence too. You just can't be mad at him, no matter what crazy stuff he gets up to. He's still at that stage where he thinks he's on top of the world. He is free, but doesn't carry the burden of being mature or responsible quite yet. Of course, this can cause issues, as he might not be the greatest family quid at times. He loves to play tricks on other equids, just for a laugh or to have fun. He can get quite clumsy. Actually, very clumsy, but he's forgivable. He might make a fool of himself pulling a prank, but he stiff has fun anyway! Any equids that are particularly grumpy, or have no sense of humor what so ever might find him really irritating. He's just trying to have fun! Alf encourages equids around him to lighten up, as life isn't all about hard work. He can be an inspiration to many equids, and if other equids really leave it open to interpretation, they will actually realize how much of an inspiration he can be. He is an equid that is always looking for an adventure. He knows many hiding places and areas that no other equid would bother to try and find. Alf may seem like a horse that is just always crazy, but he has another side deep within himself. No soldier is left behind. He is incredibly loyal, and always sticks by his friends till the end. Once you are alf's friend, he is always loyal to you - that doesn't mean he won't stop pranking you though! He's always there to put a smile on your face through the toughest of times, and he always knows when to stop joking and to start caring.
Story: The stallion's breath caught in his throat as he peered around the tree. This was going to be
awesome. He flicked his tail at the flies gently, keeping himself concealed within the dark forest. Out in the small clearing, he could see a group of fairy quid mares, grazing quietly. Silence echoed through the clearing. All the stallion could hear was the occasional snort of a mare and his own pounding heart. He swiftly turned on his hindquarters and crept back into the depth of the forest, his coat shimmering brightly. Adrenaline rushed through him.
What to do... what to do... Thoughts raced through his mind. He slowly but carefully crept further and further away from the group of mares. The space between the trees was becoming narrowed, so the stallion began to weave in and out of them. Sticks, twigs and leaves began to catch onto his mane, but he kept going in an attempt to decide on what to do. He squished in between the trees, his mane practically decorated in leaves and twigs by then. He sighed, seeing a small clearing. No light shone through, but there was a circle-sized break in the trees. The clearing was dotted in brightly coloured flowers, almost glowing. The stallion stopped to sniff at them, trampling the knee high flowers. His legs began to itch because of the flowers, and so did his back. He knew he had to find a place to scratch it. The horse trotted briskly through the forest, his eyes catching on a large pile of mud. Without thinking, he took a huge dive into the gluggy puddle, coating himself in mud. Ahh, that was much better. The stallion continued his walk.
Growl.. What was that? It couldn't be... a bear!? The stallion spun around with fear, galloping full speed back to the mares. They could hear him coming. This huge brown sloppy creature scared the life out of them. With his mane decorated in sticks and his body fully covered in sloppy mud, they didn't recognise him at all. They galloped madly, looking back every now and then. The head mare peered back, seeing the farmiliar legs of one particular equid she knew. She darted ahead, calling to the mares behind her. Up ahead was the river, and the mares had a plan. As they reached the river bank, they slid to a halt, watching in amusement as the muddy stallion flew into the river with a great
splash. Moments later, a familiar head appeared out of the water.
Alf is at it again!Art: Finally completed:

Clay model:
I took a photo of it in the light box but it got messed up so I cropped it out o3o I'm a bit disappointed I didn't have white for him - sorry D: