[waverly,]

#4965 & #4966

Partner Competition

Tack Ref

Username:
Show Name:
Barn Name:
Gender:
Eye Color: California Gold Rush (gold/blue het.)
Genotype: Ee/A+A+/ff/SbSb/LpLp
Coat Color: Sabino White
Hidden Color: Wild Red Bay Varnish Roan Flaxen Carrier

Username:
Show Name:
Barn Name:
Gender:
Eye Color: Forest Candy (saturated hazel)
Genotype: EE/aa/ff/Rr/ZZ/nSTY/SbSb/LpLp
Coat Color: Sabino White
Hidden Color: Sooty Silver Blue Roan Snowcap Flaxen Carrier

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One day in the bear run barn one of the stable hands went about their usual business, mucking out the stalls of the longer term horses and grooming them as well. And each day they went about their work, trying and failing to cheer up the pair of residents who seemed lost without their former work.

These two tolters originally worked as wedding carriage horses, pulling side by side the groom and bride, groom and groom, bride and bride, and other less common pairings. They did this for three years until a driving accident had the owners bringing the pair to bear run in hopes of finding them new homes.

The stable hand, on their way to putting the tolts out to pasture was stopped short by a tug on one of the pair, who noticed driving harnesss visible from the open door of the tack room. Before the worker could do anything they were being pulled along by both tolts, curious for a better look. Pretty huffed, the worker looked from the tack to the tolts and made up their mind. Tying their leads to a nearby post, they got to work putting the equipment on the tandem team.

Weeks after with gentle training and the pair of horses growing used to their harnesses once again brought better spirits to both the stable hand and the two white horses. They adapted to single carriages and double with both one another and other tolters, and now we'd like to adopt them out to homes looking for prospective driving tolts.

Competition

Rather than a long impress me competition, there's going to be a few questions/points that you and your partner will answer in order to develop the tolts more. I'd like to see equal teamwork, nice coding, and a well put together form in general. Only one partner of the team will post the form here.
Tentative end date set for May 31st but an extension can be given.

Make your own forms but these questions MUST be answered <3 No more than 500 words and one art piece for each, be creative!
I'm looking for quality over quantity.
Remember to put down partner names, horse names, genders, halter colors

1.) What was the driving accident, who did it happen to, what caused it, can you describe it?
2.) How were these two tolts chosen/trained/paired together for this specific wedding driving work?
3.) What is the relationship between both tolts? Are they siblings/friends/enemies/mates/strangers?
4.) Describe their favorite carriage driving experience together.

[Lady Tuesday]

marking!<33


Trying for tolt #4965
partner is slit

[feverrr]

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True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure,
without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.

Username: m a r t y r .
Show Name: Counting Wolves in Sheep's Clothing
Barn Name: Heimdall
Meaning: a light and gracious god
Gender: Stallion (questioning)
Halter Color: genderfluid flag
Identification Number: #4966
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Username: flurr,
Show Name: More Than a Warning
Barn Name: Sleipnir
Meaning: an eight legged warrior horse
Gender: Stallion
Halter Color: demigirl flag
Identification Number: #4965
Personality: Sleipnir is a very bold stallion, and is never afraid to sh
are anything that dares to cross his mind with those around him. H
e's strong minded and confident, and doesn't mind very much what
others think about him. He is exceedingly protective of those he is
near to, mostly of his mate Hiemdall. No matter how mild, if someo
ne, anyone, pokes fun at his mate, he'll retort with total fury, usuall
y to the displeasure of Heimdall. When Sleipnir isn't protecting his
mate or spouting his thoughts free of a filter, he's probably collecti
ng anything he finds pretty from the paddock around him. His favo
urites tend to be feathers and the shiniest, brightest white pebbles
he and Heimdall and sniff out. (wip)
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What was the driving accident, who did it happen to, what caused it? Can you describe it?

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How were these two tolts chosen/trained/paired together for this specific wedding driving work?

Sleipnir and Heimdall were raised on the same breeding farm for tolters, Sleipnir being born roughly a month prior to Heimdall. As foals they bonded and became as close as brothers, practically inseparable. When Sleipnir had just barely turned four years old, and his friend was still three, the owner of a small company supplying horse-drawn carriages for weddings offered quite a large sum on Sleipnir; him being extremely fit. The offer was accepted, on the terms of the man taking in Heimdall as well. He was less than pleased, having been forced to buy a stallion lacking a very muscular build, and with such a slow, ambling pace. But he knew Sleipnir would become a prized part of his business, and he couldn't deny the two looked quite handsome next to eachother. Heimdall could not, and would not be separated. They were kept together throughout training, and though they had naturally uneven paces - with Sleipnir being energetic and quick, and Heimdall tending to drag his feet a bit - Sleipnir never failed to let the other stallion set the pace. All in all, the two have worked in harmony, with the exception of the driving accident. But that did not deter them, and instead drove Sleipnir to become more cautious with his actions, and formed a deeper protectiveness between the two.

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Sleipnir's face was contorted by the anxiousness creeping up and into his mind. He knew an offer had been placed on him, from a rather wealthy man; but what if they didn't want Heimdall as well? 'What ifs' were all he could think of, swarming his mind and drowning him in nerves. He felt as if his own stomach had been replaced by a black hole, eating away at him from the inside out.

Sleipnir jumped slightly as the shorter Heimdall rested his head on the dip in his back. Sleipnir glanced back sleepily. Despite feeling like an electric current was coursing through his veins, he was on the verge of collapsing. He'd gotten up nearly an hour earlier than average to meet the man interested in purchasing him. But he refused to fall asleep until he was sure he would remain with Heimdall, even if he was forced to stay awake until the sun rose the next morning.

Just as he tore himself away from sleep once more, sudden footsteps on the gravel path before Sleipir and Heimdall awoke his interest. It was a stablehand, not to his surprise. Looping a striped halter around his tensed face, he attempted to tug him gently away from the other tolter. But he refused. He would not leave this place without Heimdall in tow, alongside him the entire way.

The fight lasted hours at least, more and more tired figures becoming involved. Eventually, his determination came through for him; and the buyer gave in. He agreed to take the smaller wild bay stallion as well, if he was not charged. And so, the next morning Sleipnir and Heimdall found a home.

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What is the relationship between both tolts? Are they siblings/friends/enemies/mates/strangers?

Sleipnir and Heimdall’s relationship is an endearing one, with them being mates. Though Heimdall is the quieter one, they both do everything they can to make each other happy. Whether that be finding small trinkets around the paddock or just complimenting each other, they’re always happy together. Sleipnir is fiercely protective of his mate and will try to start a fight with anyone who says anything against him. Heimdall, having his low self-esteem issues and being too shy to stand up for himself, will let his mate defend him, but if a fight is about to happen he tries to stop it. Of course, this usually only escalates it further because he becomes very distressed.

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“Hey! Heimdall! Don’t you think you should lay off the treats? You certainly don’t need any more!” came the whinny from the pasture as Heimdall followed Sleipnir out from their stall. He was still in the process of eating the apple and oat treats the stable boy had offered him when Gator’s snarky remark met his perked ears.

The round, short stallion could feel the anger radiating off of his mate, but with his mouth still full all he could do was pin his ears and lower his head. Gator was always particularly...rude to him because of his weight.

"Statistically speaking, larger horses die younger than smaller horses. I already feel better, knowing I have that to look forward to,” Sleipnir retorted before Heimdall could stop him. She wasn’t making a comment directly about his height, but the other stallion felt he had to make an immediate comment, even if it was a bit random.

Heimdall pressed his shoulder into his mate’s side and glanced at Gator. This was his warning. If it started to go any further, he was going to have to step in. The reason Heimdall was waiting to say something was because of last time Sleipnir and Gator started to fight. It went from insults to bared teeth and kicking. No one got hurt, too bad, at least, but Heimdall didn’t want it to happen again.

Gator only sneered and scoffed loudly, “You’re trying too hard, Sleipnir. Maybe next time you’ll be able to come to his rescue.” At this, Sleipnir left Heimdall’s side and trotted out into the pasture where the mare was, his tail flicking in anger. He was going to hurt her...or himself if Heimdall didn’t do anything to stop him. By the time Heimdall worked up enough courage to say something, Sleipnir was already out of earshot and getting pretty close to Gator.

Taking off as fast as his round body would allow, Heimdall galloped up beside Sleipnir, nickering softly the entire way, like an uneasy mare trying to call her foal away from the stablehands.

“Sleipnir, it’s not worth it, please just let her be. She can pick on someone her own size,” he whispered to his mate, nudging him away from the liver chestnut mare, a look of victory lacing her growing grin.


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What is their favorite carriage driving experience together? Describe it.

Their favourite driving related experience, and quite honestly overall moment was one that took place at their first time on the job. It was a wedding for two young, queer woman. Shiny, waxed harnesses donned, and glossy carriage in tow, they set on their way, carrying the newlywed couple down a road covered in a thin layer of paper-thin, rosy blossoms. It was a gorgeous sight, not only for the eyes but for the heart. Though they had never met them under previous circumstances, both Sleipnir and Heimdall could feel a certain, glowing warmth radiating off of the two women they carried. But that wasn't yet the best part of the spring day for the two.

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The light hit the two tolters at a perfect angle as they trotted down the stunning pathway together, as the sun just began to near the horizon. The sky was still a blazing cobalt blue, dusted with orange and purple at it's rim. Sleipnir and Heimdall were nearing a neighboring village, and a small building declared itself a restaurant, fairy lights of violet and gold sparkling like lightning bugs on the brick, outer walls. It was truly a gorgeous evening.

The sight completed the perfect view from the dusty, petal coated road, and Sleipnir glanced down at the shorter tolter, a smile gracing his slender face as he saw the same wonder-filled expression on Heimdall's face as the one that had probably been mirrored on his just moments ago. His grin grew wider as the other stallion looked back up at him.

The two tolters had just been freed of their harnesses, and set out in a small pasture in the surrounding countryside while the rest of the humans around them crowded the restaurant from before to celebrate the newlywed couple. The yellowy grass brushed his stomach and he stood watching the half arch of the sun resting on the pink horizon, his side brushing Heimdall's. The smaller reddish stallion looked up at him, nerves clear in his expression.

"The other day I heard a song come on the radio in the stable...you probably heard it, too, but it said 'If you love somebody, you better tell them why they're here 'cause they just may run away from you.' Well, I-- I'm going to tell someone before they run away. Sleipnir, I-- I love you." Heimdall spit out the sentence nervously, and judging by his expression, Sleipnir thought he almost regretted it. But there was also clear relief in his eyes.

Sleipnir stared down at him, unblinking. Heimdall almost looked afraid of him in that moment, and that was everything he'd never wanted to see in the shorter stallion's eyes. "That's pretty cool, considering I like you quite a bit too, Heim. In fact," he leaned down, touching his nose to the other stallion's shoulder, exhaling softly and shutting his eyes gently to block out the glaring sunlight, burning his eyes as it set beyond the horizon. "You could even say I love you."

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[Chaotic Queen]

Wip!

Partner with _Alex_

They are siblings and _Alex_'s stallion causes the accident, and mine is a mare.
they're twins, they are naturally so in sync with each other, that they naturally walk with their steps in sync.

[SpartanAmethyst]

MARKIMARK
Angelface we're doing this~

[.Foxtrot.]

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→ name A Carriage Awaits // Nobility

→ gender Stallion

→ age 5 years old

→ personality

➸ Annoying - Nobility has to be one of the most annoying stallions ever. He never shuts up, always fooling around, always doing something he shouldn't and on top of all that he loves to be annoying especially towards his older brother. He seems to get bored very easily and decides annoying people is an amazing game to pass the time.
➸ Childish - This stallion acts like a young colt all the time. Always up to mischief, playing silly games and never taking responsibility for his actions.
➸ Humorous - Nobility has got a funny sense of humour. Not a dark sense but a youthful, happy go lucky and mischievous sense. He loves to play tricks and pranks and can take them himself. His life goal is to make as many people as possible laugh.
➸ Clumsy - This stallion can trip over his own hooves if he isn't paying attention. Often this can come to him when he's larking around but he is known to just trip over thin air or knock something (normally expensive) over.
➸ Gentle - He can be a soft and gentle stallion. His soft muzzle always they're to try and cheer anyone up. He is especially gentle with children.
➸ Sometimes can be elegant - The only time this stallion is ever elegant is when he us pulling a cart. He seems to completely change. His gaits change from unorganised and clumsy to beautiful and elegant.
➸ Friendly - Nobility is friendly to anyone. Even if he doesn't know you he'll be sure to say hello and try and make conversation with you, even if you just wished he went away.
➸ Playful - This stallion is as playful as a foal. He loves to play games, joke around and have as much tunas he can. He can often be seen playing games with older colts.
➸ Likes - Playing games, getting up to mischief and his absolute favourite pulling wedding carriages.
➸ Dislikes - Doing nothing and not pulling wedding carriages
➸ Phobias - Nobility is atelophobic which means he fears not being good enough or imperfection.

→ halter colour The same red as the flowers.

→ number 4965

→ username SpeednGrace

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→ name Hera's Loyalty // Argos

→ gender stallion

→ age 6 years old

→ personality

➸ Patient- he can put up with his brother much longer than anyone else, no matter what gameshis brother tries to play to annoy him Argos is usually calm and seemingly relaxed with his younger brother.
➸ Hardworking- He focuses on the task in front of him and will always be ready to work, as soon as his harness is in sight his complete attention is to stand still and wear the harness with pride and to work until the sun goes down
➸ Protective- Once when the two brothers were much younger there was another colt that would tease Nobility for being little, Argos would always step in and chase the other colt away from his brother and protect him from the harshness of others.
➸ Distant- While Argos is working he will try to stay silent and just do what he is supposed to do, he doesnt share his thoughts often and tends to keep his feelings to himself as well.
➸ Dominant- Argos is very much the boss when it comes to other animals, his size and personality cause others to respect him and generally listen to him as well.
➸ More often than not he can be found answering his brothers questions simply by saying "Because I said so."
➸ Likes: Working, being groomed, staying busy
➸ Dislikes: Bullies, standing still for long, being cooped up in the barn

→ halter colour Blue with a blue flower pinned to the cheek strap

→ number 4966

→ username .:Zira:.

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→ What was the driving accident, who did it happen to, what caused it, can you describe it? "Hey, hey, hey, Argos?" squeaked Nobility to his older brother. Argos turned round with a huff "WHAT? You've been saying that for ages and I get the same question. No we aren't they're yet and can you act professional?" "Nope" squeaked Nobility. The younger stallion started to tap his hooves twice every step, as if he was dancing. The two were pulling a beautiful Cinderella-like gold and white, sparkly wedding carriage. A grand sight, but it was extremely difficult to pull. They were taking it from the cathedral to somewhere up in the mountains, where the reception was. Quietness and set in after they started to increase in height. Argos was surprised that his younger sibling had kept quiet for so long. The older brother turned his head to his younger sibling who looked paler than a ghost. The young stallion looked like he could throw up any minute but the two continued to march on at the clicking of the driver's whistle telling them to quicken their pace. Nobility now was starting to feel dizzy and kept missing a step. Argos looking worriedly at his younger sibling and the very, very narrow path. If his brother was to fall over now they'd surely fall over the side of the mountain. Eventually Nobility's eyes dropped and he collapsed into Argos which sent them stumbling. Argos neighed loudly as he gave a sharp kick at what connected them to the carriage. The two brothers stumbled down the mountainside, while the carriage came to a screeching halt. Luckily the two didn't fall too far down. Argos stumbled to his feet. The stallion had come out relatively unscathed just a few cuts on his knee and torso and Nobility seemed ok as well despite the unconsciousness, he only had a few cuts like Argos. Though the younger stallion wasn't getting up any time soon. Argos then gently tried to pull his brother up with the help of mountain rescue, after they arrived.

→ How were these two tolts chosen/trained/paired together for this specific wedding driving work? Both come from a line of wedding driving tolts, seeing they are extremely strong but can have beautiful gaits without clumping around. They are also both very good around people, animals and in stressful situations. That and they work amazingly well together (when they're not annoying each other). They can work in perfect harmony and anyway Argos is the only one who can half stand being around Nobility.

→ What is the relationship between both tolts? Are they siblings/friends/enemies/mates/strangers? Both are brothers; Argos is the older brother and Nobility is the younger one. They can be the best of friends but they can also be each others arch-nemisis. Though despite their conflicts they both work well together and have each others backs.

→ Describe their favorite carriage driving experience together. The brother's favourite carriage driving experience has to be the first time they ever worked together. It was a beautiful sunny day in spring. The blossoms blooming, the wind whistling a soft tune, the birds chirping joyously and cries of joy echoing around the small 18th century church.


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The brother's had been trained for 1 and 1/2 years from when they were 6 months old. Argos had many other jobs over the year before Nobility joined him. It was Argos' younger brother, Nobility's, first time and his time working with his younger brother. Nobility was joyously tapping his feet impatiently waiting for the handler to put his harness on. The harness fitted snuggly, perfectly. Both stallions were soon attached to the same gold and white sparkly carriage they had been attached to a year later when they crashed. With a click the pair galloped off at a fast trot. In fact the pair were so excited they nearly galloped. They were heading for a new place outside the paths they usually toke, so it was like an adventure for the two brothers. As they marched on they came across a crystal clear river and were allowed to have a quick drink, as they continued further into the countryside. Soon the pair had made it to the little 18th century church. Church bells rung as the sun shone joyously over the small crowd of people. As the groom and bride were loaded into the carriage they were pulled away to a little farm were the reception was held. After they reached there the stallions were both tired and hungry but both of them were welcomed with a lovely warm barn to stay the night and a 5 star meal. Before a long well deserved rest.

[Relamune]

mark
partnered with cannuckkid~

[Tazaria]

Marking :3


Partnered with
T h e M a r t i a n

[zomsith]

*aggressive yerping noises*


blaze and ghost queen here to bring the house down
ft. Devzin and Meizen

[mainstream geologist]

partners with sil
reserving this idea for now, will come back when I have time to finish and code
idea may change or have more added while Sil and I talk about it

this is subject to change as sil and I discuss more


they're mischievous siblings who took/take their job super serious
when they aren't working however they're always goofing around and pulling pranks on the others
I could see them much like Len and Rin Kagamine when it comes to their affection for each other
they'd rather die for the other than watch them get hurt
and they're always by the other's side if something bad happens.
When it comes to work though they both take it serious and at times try to show up the other, but without making it too obvious to the point they don't screw up what they're supposed to be doing
I think at one point though my babe (or yours?) got a little cocky with showing up the other and picked up pace too much, causing the carriage to nearly tip sideways and harm the bride and groom (edit;; the one that doesn't speed up tries to slow down as they get nervous, only aiding more in the near tip)
they were picked together because they were siblings and both showed an extreme interest in harnesses and driving (may still tie that in but idk)
my babe's favorite driving experience with their sibling was when they had the chance to pull a couple out of a castle. the married couple had gotten married in a castle they were able to rent out (they were extremely wealthy) and the two horses got to pull the carriage through the gates of the castle, and all they can remember is all the white drapery, flowers everywhere, and the sound of songbirds filling the castle walls as they left the castle entered the castle gates with the couple in carriage.


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Maybe the reason they were chosen to be driven together not just being that they're siblings or similar personalities but more a story like your boy(possibly being a year older) upon meeting his sister for the first time became attached. She bonded to him as well and stuck closer to him after being separated from her mom. She loved doing anything and everything with him and he with her. A bond forged by love and stronger than steel.