[bears]

I like this boyo, but this boyo doesn't like me c,:
To win him, impress me!
[make your own forms]


Username: Stumpy STMP
Show name: Mala Suledin Nadas
Barn name: Glandival
Gender: stallion
Eye Color: green
Sire: foundation
Dam: foundation
Genotype: ee/Aa/RnRn/Lplp
Phenotype: Varnish Red Roan w/ Chubari Spots
Breeding Notes:
always passes roan

[-Isabella-]

Username: Isabella45
Show name: A Flawless Facade
Barn name: Enigma
Personality:
Enigma is hard to read, often doing things for no particular reason, or at least none any other horse can understand. When he has a job to do he does his job thoroughly. When he plans anything he plans carefully down to the last detail. He is a perfectionist about everything he does and sometimes struggles not to expect the same perfection from others that he does from himself. He doesn't handle emotions terribly well and struggles to handle things when his friends get emotional. He certainly gets sad and angry just like anyone else, but he doesn't verbally express his emotions or thoughts and he never cries. Sometimes people mistake him for being cold or uncaring because of this.
He particularly admires the mustang Calpyso for being similar to him in the way she guards her emotions and secrets. He would like to be her friend if he ever gets up the courage to talk to her.
A Bit of a Backstory:
Enigma was born the youngest foal to a mare that was older in years. He was an unexpected birth and often got forgotten among all of his older siblings. He was the quiet, thoughtful one, while most of his brothers and sisters were more outgoing. Because of this he spent a lot of time alone and was never very close to any of his siblings or his mother.

He is good around humans and could pretty much care less weather they come to see him or don't.

Enigma's favorite treat is a bit of warm bread with sugar. He shouldn't have it, but once as a foal he got hold of some bread with cinnamon and he has loved it ever since.

[HowlingHooves]

Dropping, I ain't got no time. -cries-

[eltonn]

• E Y E S // O F // P U R E S T // G R E E N •
• T R A N Q U I L // A S // T H E // S T O R M I N G // S E A •

Rage is a free spirit, aptly named. He frequently breaks the lock on his stable, and has been known to leave the paddock without supervision. In a way, he 'rages' against the simple machine that creates the lock. This is because he is extremely claustrophobic, and the walls of his stable make him uneasy. However, he has a gentle heart, and is know as very loyal to any trainer that is close to him. However, new riders make him skittish, and he will rear up and paw at the ground when near them.

Rage Against the Machine // Rage

• C A N T // S T A N D // T H I S // C A P T I V I T Y •
• C O M E // F R E E // M E •

• C O M E // F R E E // M E •

[Half Tree]

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Username: Stumpy STMP
Show name: Mala Suledin Nadas (now you must endure)
Barn name: Glandival (to wish, believe)
Personality: Glandival is a pretty mischievous fellow who likes to pretend he hates humans. In reality he doesn't mind people but he likes to act like he is a big ol' stallion and incapable of tender feelings. Any interactions with people usually start out with a few minutes of avoidance, then a few more moments of the slow approach, before ending with a single touch and off he goes. He has never been aggressive towards people but he also doesn't have any mares of his own, so Eilie is hesitant on what might happen when he does finally have a herd to protect.
Likes/Dislikes: He absolutely hates rain because it can often lead to lightning, which is clearly not his favourite thing.
Quirk: He has learned how to remove tack from other horses. Eilie doesn't ride any of her mustangs but she has one French Warmblood mare, Hystrix, that Glandival likes to harass. She is fairly bomb-proof so his attentions don't bother her, but Eilie has had more then one moment of suddenly finding the saddle sliding off of the bridle falling off when she goes to mount. Glandival doesn't have it to an exact science per-say but he'll just latch onto buckles and play with them in his mouth until they end up popping open.
Strengths: He likes learning new tricks that Eilie will train him for. While she doesn't really train her horses for saddled show types Glandival likes to learn new things and if people come to the castle for something they get a kick out of his weird antics.
Weaknesses: He will bolt at any type of flashing lights, so his paddock has to be carefully chosen to keep him away from public roads that might have emergency vehicles driving by.
Best Friend: His favoured friend is surprisingly enough, a Scottish Wildcat hybrid. The cat is feral but it took a liking to the handsome stallion. It is known to not be a pure Scottish Wildcat due to some white spotting in the coat. Glandival and this cat usually spend some time cuddling each morning before the feline wanders off to go do whatever it is cats do when not around people.
Favourite Place: He likes it when his owner is moving all of the animals up to the castle for winter, behind those walls all of them can relax and enjoy plenty of warm sweet hay. She only keeps a few people around her and those are extremely trusted individuals.
Biggest Fear: He is afraid of lightning, and flashing lights in general.
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[monta,]

Watch me wip

Register Name
Wake Me When The Stars Fall
Barn Name
Ceres

[The Glass Doe]

Username:
Emmigator
Show name:
Notre Dame de Paris
Barn name:
Alcott
Gender:
Stallion

[ＩＮＴＥＲＦＥＣＴＯＲ]

Username; ＩＮＴＥＲＦＥＣＴＯＲ
Show Name; Magneto
Barn Name; "Erik"

The transfer of horse to stable was not what the hardest part was, no. The hardest part was the introduction to the herd.
As usual, the first introduction is a bit rocky. The new horse must quickly learn the ropes of pecking order, and who the herd leader is, or leaders are. They then must gain the respect of the herd, and figure out if/or how one may move up the ranks.

Magneto's early years were rough, being quickly separated from his parents once he was weaned. He learned quickly of pecking order, leadership, and what herd life entailed. Already unfond of people, and quickly other horses, he became more of a loner that preferred a solitary life than a herd one. Magneto was often chased off by the leaders of the herd he shadowed, which only added to his sourness.

His life though, was quickly turned around when he transferred homes, and owners.

The new barn was much different from the old. There was a mix of breeds, coloration, and deformities throughout the herd. The thought of solitary was briefly fleeting as his curiosity became greater. Although he did not try to mingle with the herd, he did watch at a closer distance than he had previously at his last home. As Magneto pushed through the vibrant grass that stretched beyond his sight, he learned quickly that this herd seemed different. It wasn't so much like a dictatorship, as he felt at his last home, but it felt more like a family. The horses here got along, watching each other's backs, and they seemed unconcerned with a order of power. For, so long as they had each other, and food to eat, they remained happy.

Magneto paused, and looked over the herd from where he stood, eyes bright with wonderment, and ears perked with curiosity. From within the herd came a yearling, their coat a grand display, and within their eyes a fearlessness. Magneto's ears pulled back as suspicions began to rise, but still, the yearling remained unconcerned as they approached. The much smaller horse extended their nose in his direction after coming to a halt not but a yard away from him. Despite his apprehensions, he extended his nose, unable to quell his own curiosity. The little yearling gave a quiet snort when their action was mimicked, before they pulled away and gave a happy knicker before giving a small rear. This gained the attention of the rest of the herd, as they all paused from grazing to cast a look up to Magneto, the newcomer, and the yearling of the herd. The mother of the yearling, coat also a eye-catcher, began a steady and calm walk up the hill, drawing the rest of the herd with her. Mag's ears swiveled in between being pulled back and perked forward as he tried to decide if he'd back off or if he'd give this herd a chance.

Deciding he had nothing to lose, he chose to give them a chance. He figured they were already so unlike the horses of his last home that it couldn't hurt to at least give their herd a chance. Though, Mag remained ready to bolt at a moments notice, should any ill-will be presented. What surprised him the most, though, was once the herd had all migrated up the hill, they cast him a few curious looks, a few sniffs here and there, and then they moved a few steps away and began to graze yet again, leaving him standing at the center of their herd, with the yearling bolting around bucking like they had no care in the world.

How odd. He thought, as the urge to bolt floated away with the light breeze that overtook the landscape. A calm seemed to settle over the herd, and Magneto. The skittishness was still there, but at a lesser degree now. Afterall, old habits die hard. Perhaps, Mag began to think as his head slowly began to lower closer to the earth, this is a chance at a new life.

Perhaps, maybe, these guys aren't so bad...

[Galaxy~Nova]

Res, with
Showname: Pocomotion
Barn Name; Poco

[bears]

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Username: Stumpy STMP
Show name: Mala Suledin Nadas (now you must endure)
Barn name: Glandival (to wish, believe)
Personality: Glandival is a pretty mischievous fellow who likes to pretend he hates humans. In reality he doesn't mind people but he likes to act like he is a big ol' stallion and incapable of tender feelings. Any interactions with people usually start out with a few minutes of avoidance, then a few more moments of the slow approach, before ending with a single touch and off he goes. He has never been aggressive towards people but he also doesn't have any mares of his own, so Eilie is hesitant on what might happen when he does finally have a herd to protect.
Likes/Dislikes: He absolutely hates rain because it can often lead to lightning, which is clearly not his favourite thing.
Quirk: He has learned how to remove tack from other horses. Eilie doesn't ride any of her mustangs but she has one French Warmblood mare, Hystrix, that Glandival likes to harass. She is fairly bomb-proof so his attentions don't bother her, but Eilie has had more then one moment of suddenly finding the saddle sliding off of the bridle falling off when she goes to mount. Glandival doesn't have it to an exact science per-say but he'll just latch onto buckles and play with them in his mouth until they end up popping open.
Strengths: He likes learning new tricks that Eilie will train him for. While she doesn't really train her horses for saddled show types Glandival likes to learn new things and if people come to the castle for something they get a kick out of his weird antics.
Weaknesses: He will bolt at any type of flashing lights, so his paddock has to be carefully chosen to keep him away from public roads that might have emergency vehicles driving by.
Best Friend: His favoured friend is surprisingly enough, a Scottish Wildcat hybrid. The cat is feral but it took a liking to the handsome stallion. It is known to not be a pure Scottish Wildcat due to some white spotting in the coat. Glandival and this cat usually spend some time cuddling each morning before the feline wanders off to go do whatever it is cats do when not around people.
Favourite Place: He likes it when his owner is moving all of the animals up to the castle for winter, behind those walls all of them can relax and enjoy plenty of warm sweet hay. She only keeps a few people around her and those are extremely trusted individuals.
Biggest Fear: He is afraid of lightning, and flashing lights in general.
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congrats!