[sprig]

I've always had an affinity for creating Tolters. They are what sparked the passion I have for designing horses, and no matter how far I go from them for whatever amount of time, I always come back and become once again enthralled by the joy I receive from making them.
After a long time of being busy and stressed and a family member passing away, I've finally been able to find a moment (alright, well, a couple hours) to sit down and push a new design out of mt tablet. For the first time in 3 months I actually got a decent amount of sleep last night, and it really made me feel great.
So I spent all day up to this point making this for you guys. I thought you might like a fall-ish design, as where I live it's finally starting to get cold again!
I hope you enjoy this Tolter as much as I enjoyed creating it, and I hope that it's good enough for a long awaited gift to the community.

Username: shadow9119
Name: Shades of Autumn // Mauve
Gender:
Coat Color: Mouse Gray Paint
Eye Color: Autumn Sun
Dam:
Sire:
Breeding notes: Edits cannot pass to offspring, no matter what.
Special features: Roman nose, feathering, mane and tail, scarf, and golden shoes.

To win this beautiful creature, impress me with the most decked out, autumn form possible. There are no limits on anything, (although remember, I don't like to read long walls of text) so go all out!
Use this skeleton form, and add on from there. Have fun!

Halter is pre-made.

End date: October 29th



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[Lady_Novianti]

Ayck I dont have the time or energy right now

congrats to whoever wins this stunner. ;-;

[shortstop]

Ahhh, I'm glad things are getting better for you <3

Disclaimer: However this form is left by the time this is over, it should be considered finished.

'ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴇᴀʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ғᴀʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ.' - Ancient Chinese Proverb

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ᴜsᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴇ;; shadow9119
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ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ;; Female
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ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴs;; She/Her or They/Them
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ʙᴀʀɴ ɴᴀᴍᴇ;; Mauve
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ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ;; 922.08lbs
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sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ;; Heterosexual
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sʜᴏᴡ ɴᴀᴍᴇ;; Shades Of Autumn
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ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ;; 15.1hh
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ᴀɢᴇ;; 12 years
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ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ;;
Both witty and extremely friendly, Mauve is a tolter that everyone wants to be around. She's a fun-loving soul
who enjoys getting into trouble and having a good time. Her favourite thing to do is to make other people
happy. When a new horse or person arrives at Shadow Cove, she'll get to know them as quickly as she can.
Once she's figured out what makes them happy, she'll go out of her way to make it happen, even if she breaks
all the rules in the process.
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ғᴀᴠᴏᴜʀɪᴛᴇ ғᴀʟʟ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠɪᴛʏ;;
Mauve's favourite activity is a competition of her own invention, known as a 'leaf race'. At Shadow Cove, the
dead leaves that fall brings are gathered up and dumped into an unused paddock to keep them out of the way. The
race involves two or more horses, racing each other through the huge pile of leaves, which, at points, can be as tall as
a horse's chest. The following is a leaf race between Mauve and her friend Marceline, a Westrossa Mustang.
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"You ever had a leaf race?"
Mauve glanced at the black tobiano mare, trying to gauge her reaction. Marceline stared out over the leaf-covered
paddock, face skeptical.
"A...leaf race?" Marceline asked. "What does that involve?"
"Well, you know how the humans go around the whole ranch and collects all the leaves to dump them in this paddock?"
"Yes, I know that. They come in with those loud machines and blow them into huge piles to be collected." Marceline
snorted; Mauve knew she hated anything loud. The mouse grey tobiano continued her explanation.
"Well, a leaf race is when you race someone through this huge pile of leaves," she explained. "Since I know how
much you love a little competition, I figured I'd challenge you to this."
Looking at Marceline now, Mauve could see a small smile spread across her face. Mauve knew she had been right to
bring Marceline here.
"So how do we get in?" Marceline asked. Mauve swung her head to the right, looking down the fence line.
"There's a gate over there where the lock is loose. It's easy to pry it open." She led Marceline down to the gate, then
leaned over and used her teeth to open it.
The two mares walked into the paddock. Close to the fence, the leaves were sparse and they could still see the
browning grass underneath. The closer to the centre they got, however, the deeper the leaf pile became, until they
rose to the mares' ankles. Mauve glanced at Marceline.
"You ready?"
"You know it." came the confident response. Mauve grinned.
They lined up side by side, eyes focused on their target. They had decided upon an apple tree at the opposite end
of the paddock.
On the count of three, both mares bolted across the paddock. Leaves flew everywhere, making it a challenge to see.
It was a tough race, and they were neck and neck for most of the distance. Eventually, however, Marceline took the
lead, and skidded to a halt in front of the tree just before Mauve. The mustang let out a satisfied snort.
"I win." Mauve grinned.
"So you do."
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ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛs;;
xXx - by me (shadow9119)
xXx - found here
xXx - found here
Marceline belongs to me (shadow9119)
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[summer.]

oh. my. lord.
res c8

[cinnamonroll]

Wow reserve

[Shep]

marking to see the winner of this gorgeous. ;v;

[jumu]

Never To Kill A Mockingbird // Mele Caverly
Feminine but male
Fall-inspired artwork

hhhhnnnnng my baby
major res

[Thelastsilhouette]

Username:thelastsilhouette
Name: A birth of fire in the dying Leaves/ Samhain

Samhain (pronounced /ˈsɑːwɪn/ SAH-win or /ˈsaʊ.ɪn/ SOW-in, Irish pronunciation: [sˠaunʲ]) is a Gaelic festival marking the end of the harvest season and the beginning of winter or the "darker half" of the year.

Gender: mare
Their favorite thing about fall OR favorite autumn activity:

Theme Song: The Voice - Celtic Woman
Another Song She Adores teir Abhailu Riu - Celtic Woman





Bit of Background: Samhain was born in early October, her dam had kept all signs of birth hidden until she was late into her pregnancy, even then their owners had no idea when she was going to foal. The weather was warm for most of the early days of fall and Samhain's mother was happiest roaming out in her field that was fading into a dusky orange color. The grass was prickly and leaves had gone from their gloriously pleasant green color to the colors of a roaring fire before dropping down to decorate the grassy field.

On this particular day the lovely mare, fat with pregnancy and drowsy from the warmth of the sun had taken to laying down in the crunchy leaves that had covered the hard ground and made a surprisingly pleasing bed.

Before the sun had moved below the horizon a darling little foal was curiously smelling and kicking up leaves out in the field. Born without a hitch and without any notice, the filly's first moments of life were filled her mother's gentle grooming, leaves of all colors, a spectacular rainbow of fire. Oranges, reds, and yellows. Born into such a colorful time of year, with a faint crispness on the wind of a cooler season on the breeze. Samhain has found that no matter how many times fall comes and goes, and seeing winter, spring and fall along the way, she adores the season of her birth the most.

Her humans chose her show name for the moment of her birth when they checked on their pregnant mare to find that seemed to be almost born out of the dying leaves from the trees. If she could pick her own name, she wouldn't change a thing, it fits her almost as well as the scarf she was given on her first birthday from the humans who had owned and loved her from birth to celebrate the gift that she is to them.

Favorite Fall Activity: Samhain has two things that she finds she really enjoys about Autumn, though she loves everything about the season. One thing she must always do is to collect as many un-crunched leaves in her rather large scarf to carry into her stall for when she goes to sleep, she'll be surrounded by a fiery rainbow when she closes her eyes each night. Another is a tradition among her humans, which is to celebrate the last night of Harvesting Season with a bonfire and late night dancing, Samhain always gets caught up in the beat of the drums and finds herself prancing around with them, scarf whipping around like a large flame beside her.

Samhain enjoying her first fall <3
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Art drawn by me

[gull.]

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Their favorite thing about fall OR favorite autumn activity:

Res

[-Isabella-]

Username:
Name: Fall of Athens // Spartan
Gender: Stallion
Their favorite thing about fall OR favorite autumn activity: Spartan loves gazing at the autumn constellations. He can name and find each of them, his favorite being Pegasus.

Personality:
Spartan is a steadfast, proud stallion. He isn’t proud in a haughty way, but in a patriotic way. He is a loyal friend and a romantic lover. He is looking to pledge himself to that special horse someday, when he finds her that is. He is a bit on the old fashioned side, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t fun! He can walk surprisingly close to the wild side for one who usually follows the rules.

One thing that thrills Spartan is the legends of old about winged horses and the parts they played in history.
Dare he admit he sometimes dreams of what it would be like to have wings and soar above the clouds?

Spartan is a generally considered a handsome boy, muscular and standing about 15hh tall. And of course, who wouldn't love that hair?
Being a regal and distinguished looking stallion he almost always has an accessory (At least one) for every season.
He generally prefers earthy tones that match his tack.