[Tynahi]

So this is about a little over a week late, oops. I meant to release these on my bday. Set of three siblings! One is mine as my belated bday present and two will be ufa.

2/3 || UFA

Sibling 1 || Sibling 2

Username: Isabella45
Name: Bag of Tricks // Vihar (Meaning: Fun/play)
Gender: Stallion
Eye Color: Amber Gems
Coat Color: Silver Wolf Dun Roan with Lacing
Genes: EE | Ata | Rnrn | Dd | Zz + Lacing
Sire: Foundation
Dam: Foundation
Breeding Notes:
- Will always pass Extension | Black [E] gene.
- Lacing has 30% chance of passing
- Stars have 40% chance of passing

[-Isabella-]

Username: Isabella45
Name: Bag of Tricks // Vihar (Meaning: Fun/play)
Gender: Stallion
Eye Color: Amber Gems
Coat Color: Silver Wolf Dun Roan with Lacing
Personality:
Vihar is a laid back joker. He likes to make other horses laugh, especially his sisters. He tends to seem kind of immature, not in a bad way, just filled with foal-like wonder. He seems to have the right joke for every occasion, though once in a while he pulls something philosophical out of his bag of tricks. He has a unique taste as far as what he likes. One example being his love of uncut diamonds. He says that many fail to see that an uncut diamond, with all of it's imperfections, has a beauty and realness that a carefully crafted diamond can never have. It is one of his more serious observations. He loves to tease his sisters, especially *#2* who he can usually get a rise out of. He finds it hilarious when she tries to trick him back. He seems to be friends with just about everyone and has no qualms talking to complete strangers like horses he has known his whole life.
Some horses like this, others find it odd, and a bit disconcerting when he talks to them like a foal-hood friend or a relative. He often doubts his sisters know what to make of him, but he knows they love him for what he is and don’t judge him.
Relationship with Sibling 1:
Vihar always knows that *#1* will be there for him. She isn't too stuffy to join in with his silliness, and will listen to him babble on and on about his more serious ideas. He often believes she has to have great patience to deal with him and *#2*. When having problems with romance Vihar comes to her first because while *#2* can give good advice on things, romance is not something she seems to care about much. Sometimes Vihar has trouble fitting in as something other than the joker, the life of the party, but this sister helps set him on the right track with sound advice, and maybe a few of his own jokes to lighten the mood. This sister is sort of like the middle foal, the mediator. She seems to posses elements of both of her siblings and while they are all strong together, she is like the middle piece of the puzzle, the one keeping the other two connected.
Relationship with Sibling 2:
Truth be told, Vihar loves to tease this sister and get a rise out of her. She always seems to lose her cool, unlike his other sister, and she doesn’t usually have a good come back prepared. He doesn’t mean any harm and she usually doesn’t actually get mad, or if she does she doesn’t usually stay made for long. While Vihar and this sister are very different from each other, they can find enjoyment in similar activities, like nature walks. Vihar loves to hear her stories which she puts together with an unbelievable talent.
Vihar can discuss nature, and his deep thoughts with this sister on just about everything, except maybe romance.
Their Favorite Gemstone:
Uncut diamonds.
Extra:
Short Story:
This is a story about an event that brought Vihar closed to his (twin?) sister.
You see, when they were younger Vihar and his sister often formed a mischievous pair, pulling pranks and playing tricks.
They were always testing their boundaries and limits, seeing how far they could go, and usually driving their sister crazy in the process!
This went on for a long time, until one day when they finally learned their lesson the hard way.

You see, there were three places forbidden to all foals who weren’t accompanied by an adult.
There were, the thickest part of the forest, the river, and the hills.
One day when they had been banished to their sleeping places for being bad yet again, young Vihar and his sister decided to retaliate by sneaking off while the adults were busy.
The two foals wandered past the meadow, past the woods, and the stream, and into the hills. They walked just a few paces into the hills at first, not wanting to get into too much trouble. But soon the excitement and curiosity they both felt overruled any shreds of common sense and the pair wandered further and further into the hills, turning along many long and twisted trails.
The further they went, the more excited they got. Until it started to get dark, and cold. Their excitement soon turned to fear as they awful realization of their situation came upon them.
They were lost.
Vihar was more scared then than he had ever been in his life. He tried to be confident for his sister’s sake though.
But in the end it was she offering him words of comfort.
“Don’t worry,” she said confidently. “I know the woods and I am sure I can get us out.”
“But we are in the hills,” Vihar protested. “You don’t know these woods.”
“But these are the same trees and plants, so all the rules of direction finding remain the same,” she had said, sounding almost like she was back at the meadow giving him a lesson in survival.
“Are you sure?” he asked doubtfully. “It is getting dark out.”
“Don’t be so pessimistic,” his sister said with a sigh.
At that Vihar was quiet. Usually he was the light hearted one, here with a ready joke or a trick to provide some levity.
“Now, I think we need to go . . . This way.”
Vihar followed his sister as she struck of on what appeared to be a downward leading path.
She led him through mazes of bramble, thorns, and trees. By now it was so dark it would have been pitch black if not for the bright full moon illuminating the trees and rocks.
Unfortunately, Vihar was so busy watching the rocks and trees he took a wrong step and caught his right foreleg in a hole. He wasn’t stuck but his leg had turned badly and he screeched in pain.
Vihar’s sister whirled around, her eyes wide, ears perked. “What?” she asked, her voice a hoarse whisper.
“I stepped in a hole,” Vihar mumbled, holding up his injured foreleg for inspection.
“Just some scrapes,” his sister said after a thorough inspection. “Can you put your weight on it?”
Vihar nodded yes, but as soon as he tried he felt a stabbing pain and winced.
His pain didn’t go unnoticed by his sister who now looked worried.
“Vihar, if you can’t walk, we will have to spend the night up here,” she said quietly.
“I can walk!” He insisted. But as he tried to take a step his leg buckled and he ended up sprawled out in the dirt.
“You are in no condition to walk back down on these rocky trails!” His sister was adamant, standing in front of him with a stubborn look on her face.
“But there are mountain lions, and bears, and the cold,” Vihar said, his voice sounding strained as the pain in his leg increased.
“We will find shelter,” his sister said with authority.
“But ---“
“No buts!”
The feisty filly began looking about for shelter. Finally she settled on a place beneath a rock overhang.
Vihar settled down as best he could, but the pain in his leg was worse and it was beginning to swell.
“Maybe you should go and find help,” he said to his sister.
“No, I won’t leave you!” She said fiercely.
Vihar noticed that her eyes were shining and she looked on the brink of a break down. But surely not. He had never seen her cry a day in her life!
“Hey, hey, don’t worry about me, sis,” he said softly.
“I am your sister and will worry if I please,” she said with a sniffle.
Vihar felt lightheaded. “Honestly, sis. I don’t know if I can make it down the hill, even if we do find help. I don’t think I have the strength,” he winced.
“You will be fine,” she insisted, shivering slightly in the growing cold.
“Whatever you say,” he murmured dazedly. Then sleep claimed him.

About an hour later Vihar woke with a start, only half aware of a light nudging sensation on his shoulder. He felt numb and cold all over, and so tired . . .
“Wake up!” Vihar’s sister have him a not so gentle shove.
“What?” Vihar blinked sleepily.
“You weren’t moving,” she said breathlessly. “And you are so cold.” She moved closer to him so that their coats were touching. But she was cold as well and she was able to offer little warmth.
“I was tired,” Vihar grumbled.
“Still, I don’t know if you should sleep . . . “she said. “It is too cold. Colder than it has been for months.”
“Maybe winter is coming,” he said groggily.
“Maybe,” she said absently.
Regaining some alertness Vihar said, “You should go. You can find the herd and get warm.”
“I won’t leave you! I already told you that,” she said.
“But . . . We might freeze,” Vihar said. As soon as the words left his mouth and he heard his sister’s gasp he realized the truth of them.
“I can’t’ leave you,” she whispered.
“I don’t want you to,” he admitted. “But I don’t want you to get hurt, or die because of me.”
“I would rather die here with you than live forever knowing I lived because I left you!” She exclaimed.
Vihar was frustrated with her stubbornness, but touched by her loyalty.
“Then, I guess we are in this together,” he muttered, laying his neck across his sister’s back.
“I guess so,” she replied softly. Then both gave into the cold and fell into a deep sleep.

They were awakened some time later by warm noses and a frantic voice.
Vihar blinked sleepily, his eyes opening slowly, his vision blurred by sleep and the frost clinging to his lashes. His first thought was his sister. He looked over and found her waking up beside him, blinking owlishly at the figure before her.
In his hazy state Vihar recognized the scents of several herd horses, and the panicked voice of his sister. He was vaguely aware of her nose in his mane, then in his sister’s.
He half heard someone telling him to try standing. And he did, as did his sister.
The two were led, barely awake out into the sun. They had survived the night. But both were half frozen and groggy from the cold.
For a minute everyone rested in the sun. Vihar’s injured leg was still throbbing and he couldn’t put his weight on it.
“Let’s go,” someone murmured, and both foals were led back down the hill.

It took some time and lots of care, but the two survived their ordeal with no major injuries, though they did receive a good scolding from their frightened elder sister.
While they don’t remember most of their rescue, both horses, now grown, often look back on that time and think of the loyalty and selfless-ness showed by their sibling.
For Vihar, it is a reminder that no matter how much he and his sister fight or how much she seems angry with him, their sibling bond will always remain.

[vak]

username: novak
name: salt in a demon's eye [christo]
gender: stallion
eye color: amber gems
coat color: silver wolf dun roan with lacing
personality: being both the singular male of a band of siblings and the second born can have sever effects on the developing of a personality for a young colt. since his first moments conciously present in the world, christo has been placed second best to his eldest sister, his own achomplishments constantly being pitted against her's unconciously by their parents as if the comparison would somehow urge the youngster to better himself. instead, these actions only meant to implement the knowledge of his not being able to live up to the intended expectations. he became grounded, realistic, and independent. his own expectations of himself never seemed to stray far from his known skill set or possible anything practical
relationship with sibling 1:
relationship with sibling 2:
their favorite gemstone: scapolite - some examples would be the common internal silk and the cat's eye
extra: story of sadNeSS


teeny wip for now <33333

[giraffidae]

im very attached

Username: legend-
Name: Ba | Nothing of A Background
Gender: Stallion
Eye Color: Amber Gems
Coat Color: Silver Wolf Dun Roan with Lacing
Personality:

Once he grew older and his siblings all went their separate ways, he was finally able to develop his own unique personality. Ba is a player; he'll get all close and personal with the ladies and leave them for their own. He knows when its a good time to be funny and when its that time for maturity.
Relationship with Sibling 1:

Being the younger brother, he has looked up at his older sister as a role model for all his life. He's watched her actions, the way she treats situations and how she leads herself. He admires her deeply. Not in a jealous perspective, but he wants to be like her. Knowing that he can't someday, he tries to understand her choices clearly. Every so often he'd pick and annoy her in a playful tone, especially when he was younger.
Relationship with Sibling 2:

When he finally became an older sibling he knew he had to step in and mature himself. He is very protective of his little sister in every kind of way. He plans out the routes when they're traveling so they don't hit any issues, as well as being very wary of who they communicate with.
Their Favorite Gemstone: Alexandrite
Extra: wip

[muffy]

Username: muffy
Name: Castero
Gender: Stallion
Eye Color: Amber Gems
Coat Color: Silver Wolf Dun Roan with Lacing
Personality:
Castero is the liveliest of the bunch. He loves a good adventure, traveling new places, experiencing new things. His favorite rush is heights. He is an adrenaline junky. As a foal Castero was always getting into trouble, nipping cows, bucking at fences, just always doing the most rowdy thing possible! But Castero has a soft spot, he is (deep down) a lover. He loves the thought of romantic gestures and staring up into the same stars of his lover.
Relationship with Sibling 1:
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=53&t=3192859
This sister is the calm collected mare. She enjoys a good grazing and loves lakes. Castero being the only brother comes to her for a good hangout. Grab some grass, run through the fields, talk about life. This mare and Castero have a distinct bond, they are close. They enjoy each others energy and this mare handles all of Casteros crazy adventure ideas. But she is not one to stray far from home.
Relationship with Sibling 2:
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=53&t=3192873
This sister is Casteros adventure buddy. Although they dont always agree on the same lunch, the fight is always solved with a new adventure plan. This mare is witty, speedy, and strong minded. No filter with this gal. She speaks her mind, she picks her fights, and knows what she is worth. Castero believes the strongest of mustangs but she is a little too ballsy to be a leader of a herd; But thats why they get along so well! Castero loves the trouble, the randomness of him and this sisters adventures. Though they have fun together, Castero feels he could never express his feelings comfortably with her.
Their Favorite Gemstone: Labradorite


Extra: WIP

[DarkestWerewolf]

Username: DarkestWerewolf
Name: Lyre's Song // Sethos
Gender: Stallion
Eye Color: Amber Gems
Coat Color: Silver Wolf Dun Roan with Lacing
Personality:
Sethos at first will always give the impression of a stoic, cunning, cold-hearted stallion. One who knows no fear, a brave horse that doesn't show mercy in fights. However, under that tough and intimidating exterior lies a far more interesting stallion. Sethos is actually a very friendly stallion, it's just that his intimidating looks deter others from interacting with him. He is quite a sharp-witted and smart stallion, often silently analysing before taking action. He is also fiercely protective of friends and family and would take a bullet for them if needed.

Relationship with Sibling 1:
"We may not be two peas in a pod but we still know what the other is thinking."

They are what the other horses would call "The Duo" as both of them will often debate and talk with one another. With *Sibling 1* being a child prodigy herself, she enjoys conversing with another smart horse as they both love to compete and see who's the intelligent of the two. Whenever Sethos needs help or advices, she's the first one he turns to and vice versa. However, as much as they get along, there are of course times when they don't and it's either due to Sethos's bluntness or *Sibling 1*'s sharp tongue. There are times when they would always get along nicely but they actually have very different likings in other areas. Sethos loves to do jockey and loves apples but *Sibling 1* prefers show-jumping and loves sugar cubes as she thinks that the apples aren't as tasty as sugar cubes even though the latter is not as healthy.
As much as Sethos loves her, he would say that they're just like oil and water. They go together but they don't mix.

Relationship with Sibling 2:
"I'm sorry but I have a full-time job of protecting a princess."

With Serafina however, Sethos adores and loves to spoil her. When Serafina was just a prancing filly, Sethos would constantly be around her, guarding her from any possible harm and would be protective and defensive when other foals want to play with her. Over the years, as both grow bigger, Sethos would still constantly guard her and advice her on this. He practically took over their parents' job of nagging and protective her. It does irritate Serafina but she knows that it is just for her own good. Sethos would also occasionally find nice little trinkets or flowers and give it to her.
Their Favorite Gemstone:
Mexican Glass Opal or what some might know as Dragon's Breath Opal
Extra:
Theme song: Art of War by We The Kings

[cainhurst]

possible reserve, have to decide one on of those siblings ;w;

[monta,]

Username: empathea ;;
Name: tbd
Gender: Stallion
Eye Color: Amber Gems
Coat Color: Silver Wolf Dun Roan with Lacing
Personality: wip
Relationship with Sibling 1: wip
Relationship with Sibling 2: wip
Their Favorite Gemstone: Red Beryl x
Extra: wip (will do pixel art)

[DeadlyArcana]

Username:
Name:
Gender: Stallion
Eye Color: Amber Gems
Coat Color: Silver Wolf Dun Roan with Lacing
Personality: Wip
Relationship with Sibling 1: wip
Relationship with Sibling 2: wip
Their Favorite Gemstone: Opal
Extra: story maybe ???

Res for laterrrrrr

[Thelastsilhouette]

Username: thelastsilhouette
Name: Hermit of the Gnarled Oak / Oak
Gender: Stallion
Eye Color: Amber Gems
Coat Color: Silver Wolf Dun Roan with Lacing
Personality: Oak is as his name suggests. A hermit, he prefers solitude and is a loner horse. He is rarely one for herd mentality and defends his rights to be alone, though some aggressive horses may try and push him around he won't take it without punishing whoever pushes too hard. Oak doesn't mind humans and their weird eccentricities, dogs are not so calmly welcomed. He can't stand loud, yapping and 'eager to rush in at him' dogs, Oak treats them like aggressive stallions and chases them away from him. Oak adores cats and will take a moment to let a few graceful felines nudge his muzzle with their faces and even let them sit on him if he's in his stall. Cats are quiet, non-aggressive and don't require his constant presence, he likes that best.
Relationship with Sibling 1: Oak and Tbd get along.. alright. Oak is unsure of how to deal with his older sister sometimes since she isn't like Siren with her volatile nature. Oak, as a stallion, knows he's stronger than both his sisters but figures if he'd hurt one it would probably be Tbd and he doesn't want that. He'll protect her with his life and will fight anything for her but he couldn't try to play fight with her for fear he would be the one that ends up hurting her in some way. He'll gently lean against Tbd and lay his head across her back, a gentle horsey hug, she usually gives him a bit of an odd side glance when he's actually showing affection. He's not a real shower with anyone besides Tbd, his older sister sees his gentlest side, not even a human could bring out the best of him like she does.
Relationship with Sibling 2: Oak gets along with his other sister by play fighting, he sees his younger sister as more of a tougher mare and isn't afraid to hurt her so much. He still holds back and does his best to show that as tough as he is, she won't come to harm. More than likely, she would be the one to hurt him. Oak may be tougher with his younger sibling but he would never be so tough as let himself be the one to initiate a real fight between them. They share a love of cats and enjoy sharing the affection of cats whenever they can convince one to come visit them out in the pasture.
Their Favorite Gemstone:Lightning ridge black opal
Extra: wip