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        <title>deviantART: Popular Horse Join Up</title>
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                <title>Join Up- Bonded for a Lifetime</title>
                <link>http://handstands-for-you.deviantart.com/art/Join-Up-Bonded-for-a-Lifetime-165339516</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2010 20:46:38 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Join Up- Bonded for a Lifetime</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">digitalart/paintings/animals</media:category>
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        <media:copyright url="http://handstands-for-you.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 =handstands-for-you</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <b>Warning, large file!</b><br /><br /><sub>Jonathan Taggers, the stablehand at Dilettante Stables, applied and was accepted to the <a href="http://unitedmustang.deviantart.com/">United Mustang Foundation</a>, founded by *<a class="u" href="http://jnferrigno.deviantart.com/">JNFerrigno</a>. It is a summer program hosted at Cheshire Farms, were twelve select students can learn more about horses and form their own special bond with the untamed mustang they had been assigned to. Here, Jonathan has been assigned to a little palomino mare.<br /><br />The student and their mustang must first complete the join-up process, which is the first step in developing a trusting relationship between horse and rider. </sub><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The awkwardly tall Jonathan analyzed Ameri-Pie like he had been taught to do. As she cantered around the round pen, he watched her ears, her eyes, her nostrils, her lips, her swishing tail. He watched how her muscles rippled over shoulders, how they twitched away a fly, how she placed her feet as she ran. He wanted to know what Ameri-Pie was going to do before she even knew. He wanted to know her <i>better</i> than back of his own hand.<br />He gently tossed the light line to encourage to keep running. He kept his shoulders square to her and kept constant eye-contact. Through this body language, he was telling her to "go away not just a little, but go away a lot."<br /><br />Once she had gone around the ring in both directions, Jonathan started to ease off the pressure to go away. He still kept eye contact and his shoulders square, but he watched as Ameri-Pie slowed to a trot, kept her inside ear locked on him, and occasionally turned her head inwards, wanted to come in to the middle of the pen. The little mare started licking and making chewing motions, indicating submission. She bowed her head low as she trotted around.<br /><br />Then Jonathan turned his shoulder in and dropped eye contact, removing the pressure for Ameri-Pie to run away. Ameri-Pie stopped, curious. She slowly approached Jonathan from behind. She snuffled his shirt, and ever so gradually, Jonathan turned around. He was so amazed at how bravely and quickly she had approached him and touched him. Only weeks ago she had been running wild out West, never having seen a human before. Now she wanted to be friends with Jonathan.<br /><br />Jonathan turned around to stroke her nose. She backed away slightly, cautious, but let Jonathan gently stroke her nose and her forehead.<br /><br />Jonathan then turned to the side and started to walk away, like he had been taught to do. Ameri-Pie watched, a little confused as to why he suddenly left her in the middle of the ring. She stood her her head raised and her ears pricked, and she trotted after Jonathan. They then walked side-by-side around and around the ring, Jonathan never having to pull on her halter.<br /><br /><i>They had joined up, bonded for a lifetime.</i><br /><br /><br /><br /><b>Horse's Name:</b> Bye Bye Miss American Pie<br /><b>Horse's Barn Name:</b> Ameri-Pie<br /><b>Gender:</b> Mare<br /><b>Breed:</b> Mustang<br /><b>Age:</b> 4<br /><b>Height:</b> 14.0hh<br /><b>Color:</b> Palomino<br /><b>Markings:</b> three socks, HR stocking<br /><b>Genes:</b> ee / aa / nCr<br /><b>Notes:</b> Does not carry any agouti gene.<br /><b>Origin:</b> the Green Mountain HMA in Wyoming<br /><b>Likes:</b> Jonathan, playing games, treats, being scratched around her ears, being with geldings and foals, stealing halters and grooming brushes, learning new things, being groomed, hay, sweet feed, the rain, wide open spaces, running for the heck of it.<br /><b>Dislikes:</b> Other mares, beet pulp, stalls, indoors, anyone other than Jonathan, legs wraps / bell boots, mud, horseshoes, loud noises, the wind.<br /><b>Future Discipline:</b> Jumping or possibly eventing prospect<br /><br /><br />________________<br /><br /><b>THIS PIECE IS COPYRIGHT MYSELF, AND YOU DO NOT HAVE MY PERMISSION TO USE IT. Got it?</b><br />UMF program and Bye Bye Miss American Pie's design © *<a class="u" href="http://jnferrigno.deviantart.com/">JNFerrigno</a><br />Story, Jonathan Taggers, and Bye Bye Miss American Pie's character and bio © *<a class="u" href="http://handstands-for-you.deviantart.com/">handstands-for-you</a> (myself). ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2010/234/6/7/Join_Up__Bonded_for_a_Lifetime_by_handstands_for_you.jpg" height="150" width="74"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2010/234/6/7/Join_Up__Bonded_for_a_Lifetime_by_handstands_for_you.jpg" height="606" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2010/234/6/7/Join_Up__Bonded_for_a_Lifetime_by_handstands_for_you.jpg" height="1271" width="629" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <b>Warning, large file!</b><br /><br /><sub>Jonathan Taggers, the stablehand at Dilettante Stables, applied and was accepted to the <a href="http://unitedmustang.deviantart.com/">United Mustang Foundation</a>, founded by *<a class="u" href="http://jnferrigno.deviantart.com/">JNFerrigno</a>. It is a summer program hosted at Cheshire Farms, were twelve select students can learn more about horses and form their own special bond with the untamed mustang they had been assigned to. Here, Jonathan has been assigned to a little palomino mare.<br /><br />The student and their mustang must first complete the join-up process, which is the first step in developing a trusting relationship between horse and rider. </sub><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The awkwardly tall Jonathan analyzed Ameri-Pie like he had been taught to do. As she cantered around the round pen, he watched her ears, her eyes, her nostrils, her lips, her swishing tail. He watched how her muscles rippled over shoulders, how they twitched away a fly, how she placed her feet as she ran. He wanted to know what Ameri-Pie was going to do before she even knew. He wanted to know her <i>better</i> than back of his own hand.<br />He gently tossed the light line to encourage to keep running. He kept his shoulders square to her and kept constant eye-contact. Through this body language, he was telling her to "go away not just a little, but go away a lot."<br /><br />Once she had gone around the ring in both directions, Jonathan started to ease off the pressure to go away. He still kept eye contact and his shoulders square, but he watched as Ameri-Pie slowed to a trot, kept her inside ear locked on him, and occasionally turned her head inwards, wanted to come in to the middle of the pen. The little mare started licking and making chewing motions, indicating submission. She bowed her head low as she trotted around.<br /><br />Then Jonathan turned his shoulder in and dropped eye contact, removing the pressure for Ameri-Pie to run away. Ameri-Pie stopped, curious. She slowly approached Jonathan from behind. She snuffled his shirt, and ever so gradually, Jonathan turned around. He was so amazed at how bravely and quickly she had approached him and touched him. Only weeks ago she had been running wild out West, never having seen a human before. Now she wanted to be friends with Jonathan.<br /><br />Jonathan turned around to stroke her nose. She backed away slightly, cautious, but let Jonathan gently stroke her nose and her forehead.<br /><br />Jonathan then turned to the side and started to walk away, like he had been taught to do. Ameri-Pie watched, a little confused as to why he suddenly left her in the middle of the ring. She stood her her head raised and her ears pricked, and she trotted after Jonathan. They then walked side-by-side around and around the ring, Jonathan never having to pull on her halter.<br /><br /><i>They had joined up, bonded for a lifetime.</i><br /><br /><br /><br /><b>Horse's Name:</b> Bye Bye Miss American Pie<br /><b>Horse's Barn Name:</b> Ameri-Pie<br /><b>Gender:</b> Mare<br /><b>Breed:</b> Mustang<br /><b>Age:</b> 4<br /><b>Height:</b> 14.0hh<br /><b>Color:</b> Palomino<br /><b>Markings:</b> three socks, HR stocking<br /><b>Genes:</b> ee / aa / nCr<br /><b>Notes:</b> Does not carry any agouti gene.<br /><b>Origin:</b> the Green Mountain HMA in Wyoming<br /><b>Likes:</b> Jonathan, playing games, treats, being scratched around her ears, being with geldings and foals, stealing halters and grooming brushes, learning new things, being groomed, hay, sweet feed, the rain, wide open spaces, running for the heck of it.<br /><b>Dislikes:</b> Other mares, beet pulp, stalls, indoors, anyone other than Jonathan, legs wraps / bell boots, mud, horseshoes, loud noises, the wind.<br /><b>Future Discipline:</b> Jumping or possibly eventing prospect<br /><br /><br />________________<br /><br /><b>THIS PIECE IS COPYRIGHT MYSELF, AND YOU DO NOT HAVE MY PERMISSION TO USE IT. Got it?</b><br />UMF program and Bye Bye Miss American Pie's design © *<a class="u" href="http://jnferrigno.deviantart.com/">JNFerrigno</a><br />Story, Jonathan Taggers, and Bye Bye Miss American Pie's character and bio © *<a class="u" href="http://handstands-for-you.deviantart.com/">handstands-for-you</a> (myself).<br /><div><img src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2010/234/6/7/Join_Up__Bonded_for_a_Lifetime_by_handstands_for_you.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Horse Builder V2 - Magic Maker</title>
                <link>http://heatherleeharvey.deviantart.com/art/Horse-Builder-V2-Magic-Maker-161741138</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Apr 2010 17:06:43 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Horse Builder V2 - Magic Maker</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Interactive">flash/interactive</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">heatherleeharvey</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://heatherleeharvey.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~heatherleeharvey</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ **If it doesn't load right away, try hitting refresh! Sorry about that <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)"/>**<br /><br /><br />To Flip: Drag the little dot on the side all the way across the piece.<br /><br />To Rotate/Scale: Grab a corner and drag to scale, grab just out side of the corner and drag to rotate.<br /><br />To Colour: The round buttons let you change the colour. In the colour panel, click the fill tool if you want to activate bucket fill.<br /><br />*****<br /><br />Drag &amp; drop to create your own Pegasus, unicorn, horse, or crazy creature. This is actually an update to the original "Horse Builder", but I left both version up in case someone prefers to work with the older style <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)"/><br /><br />If you want more pieces and features come get a free membership at <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.emeraldactivities.com/">[link]</a> There are also galleries there of user works.<br /><br />If you want to share your creations join our group at <a href="http://emeraldactivities.deviantart.com/">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />*The drop down that says "More Pieces" has some basic shapes. Members of Emerald Activities can also create "Assets" and move them from one maker to another (so they can use horses in the dinosaur maker, etc), earn treasures, and get extra pieces in our Emerald Market. All of that content shows up in the "More Pieces" menu. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/088/0/4/horse_builder_v2___magic_maker_by_heatherleeharvey-d2oao9e.gif" height="150" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ **If it doesn't load right away, try hitting refresh! Sorry about that <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)"/>**<br /><br /><br />To Flip: Drag the little dot on the side all the way across the piece.<br /><br />To Rotate/Scale: Grab a corner and drag to scale, grab just out side of the corner and drag to rotate.<br /><br />To Colour: The round buttons let you change the colour. In the colour panel, click the fill tool if you want to activate bucket fill.<br /><br />*****<br /><br />Drag &amp; drop to create your own Pegasus, unicorn, horse, or crazy creature. This is actually an update to the original "Horse Builder", but I left both version up in case someone prefers to work with the older style <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)"/><br /><br />If you want more pieces and features come get a free membership at <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.emeraldactivities.com/">[link]</a> There are also galleries there of user works.<br /><br />If you want to share your creations join our group at <a href="http://emeraldactivities.deviantart.com/">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />*The drop down that says "More Pieces" has some basic shapes. Members of Emerald Activities can also create "Assets" and move them from one maker to another (so they can use horses in the dinosaur maker, etc), earn treasures, and get extra pieces in our Emerald Market. All of that content shows up in the "More Pieces" menu.<br /><div><img src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/088/0/4/horse_builder_v2___magic_maker_by_heatherleeharvey-d2oao9e.gif" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Various horse adoptables</title>
                <link>http://rainbowfountains.deviantart.com/art/Various-horse-adoptables-169824451</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jul 2010 12:54:13 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Various horse adoptables</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">RainbowFountains</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://rainbowfountains.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 *RainbowFountains</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!"/> <b> Closing Date: 21ST JULY. 21ST JULY. 21ST JULY. So have your entries in by then. Some of you have arranged stuff with me via notes, that's all fine. General deadline is 21st July.</b> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!"/><br /><br /><br />For those who don't get a horse, fear not! I only had a few characters up for grabs in this series, next series there will be much, much more. Same sort of stuff really, so if you didn't get the horse you wanted this time, I'm sure you will find something you like next time. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle"/> <br /><br /><b>RULES</b> Normal adoption rules really. As you can see there is often more than one person interested in any one horse, so if you really want the character it's best to draw a picture <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/> <br /><br /><br /><br />EDIT: melodizing and jaks-eco have already chosen their characters. Remaining characters open for public adoption.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/n/number1.gif" width="35" height="31" alt=":#1:" title="#1"/><br /><br /><b> PLEASE DOWNLOAD FOR FULL SIZE AND DETAILS </b><br /><br /><br />Horse adoptables. Requested by melodizing and jaks-eco, so they have first pick. After that anyone can apply to adopt them.<br /><br /><br />General Public: <b> In order to adopt you need to be a member of my stables</b> anyone can join, being a member means you will have free use of all my line art, breeds with characters, and adoptions, plus competitions etc. Royal Ashcroft Stables: <a href="http://royalashcroftstables.deviantart.com/">[link]</a><br /><br /><br /> <br /><br /><strike>ONE: Blue roan, minimum colored overo mare, wall eyes.<br /><br />TWO: Liver chestnut, tobiano stallion, brown eyes, of Arabian descent.<br /><br />THREE: Perlino, tobiano stallion, green eyes.<br /><br />FOUR: Sun-bleached black, pinto stallion, wall eyes, of Welsh descent.<br /><br />FIVE: Buttermilk dun, tovero stallion, green eyes. <br /><br />SIX: Blood bay, tobiano stallion, brown eyes, of Spanish descent.<br /><br />SEVEN: Grulla, brindle, frame overo mare, semi-wall eyes.<br /><br />EIGHT: Palomino roan, minimum colored overo mare, brown eyes, heavy draft. <br /><br />NINE: Bay, pinto mare, brown eyes.<br /><br />TEN: Strawberry roan, skewbald shetland pony mare, wall eyes.<br /><br />ELEVEN: Blue roan, frame overo mare, wall eyes, of Arabian descent.<br /><br />TWELVE: Bay, skewbald shetland pony stallion, brown eyes.<br /><br />THIRTEEN: Liver chestnut, overo mare, wall eyes.<br /><br />FOURTEEN: Buckskin, Tovero stallion, brown eyes.</strike><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sorry if I got the names of some of the colours wrong, I don't know that much about paint horse genetics ^^<br /><br /><br /><a class="avatarlink" href="http://melodizing.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src=http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/e/melodizing.gif?8 alt=":iconmelodizing:" title="melodizing"/></a> and <a class="avatarlink" href="http://jaks-eco.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src=http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/j/a/jaks-eco.jpg?7 alt=":iconjaks-eco:" title="jaks-eco"/></a> Have already chosen their characters. Remaining characters open for public adoption.<br /><br /><br />Credits:<br /><a class="avatarlink" href="http://ilyana88.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src=http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/i/l/ilyana88.gif?1 alt=":iconilyana88:" title="Ilyana88"/></a><br /><a class="avatarlink" href="http://jnferrigno.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src=http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/j/n/jnferrigno.gif alt=":iconjnferrigno:" title="JNFerrigno"/></a> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2010/192/f/2/Various_horse_adoptables_by_RainbowFountains.jpg" height="150" width="123"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2010/192/f/2/Various_horse_adoptables_by_RainbowFountains.jpg" height="366" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2010/192/f/2/Various_horse_adoptables_by_RainbowFountains.jpg" height="988" width="809" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!"/> <b> Closing Date: 21ST JULY. 21ST JULY. 21ST JULY. So have your entries in by then. Some of you have arranged stuff with me via notes, that's all fine. General deadline is 21st July.</b> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!"/><br /><br /><br />For those who don't get a horse, fear not! I only had a few characters up for grabs in this series, next series there will be much, much more. Same sort of stuff really, so if you didn't get the horse you wanted this time, I'm sure you will find something you like next time. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle"/> <br /><br /><b>RULES</b> Normal adoption rules really. As you can see there is often more than one person interested in any one horse, so if you really want the character it's best to draw a picture <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/> <br /><br /><br /><br />EDIT: melodizing and jaks-eco have already chosen their characters. Remaining characters open for public adoption.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/n/number1.gif" width="35" height="31" alt=":#1:" title="#1"/><br /><br /><b> PLEASE DOWNLOAD FOR FULL SIZE AND DETAILS </b><br /><br /><br />Horse adoptables. Requested by melodizing and jaks-eco, so they have first pick. After that anyone can apply to adopt them.<br /><br /><br />General Public: <b> In order to adopt you need to be a member of my stables</b> anyone can join, being a member means you will have free use of all my line art, breeds with characters, and adoptions, plus competitions etc. Royal Ashcroft Stables: <a href="http://royalashcroftstables.deviantart.com/">[link]</a><br /><br /><br /> <br /><br /><strike>ONE: Blue roan, minimum colored overo mare, wall eyes.<br /><br />TWO: Liver chestnut, tobiano stallion, brown eyes, of Arabian descent.<br /><br />THREE: Perlino, tobiano stallion, green eyes.<br /><br />FOUR: Sun-bleached black, pinto stallion, wall eyes, of Welsh descent.<br /><br />FIVE: Buttermilk dun, tovero stallion, green eyes. <br /><br />SIX: Blood bay, tobiano stallion, brown eyes, of Spanish descent.<br /><br />SEVEN: Grulla, brindle, frame overo mare, semi-wall eyes.<br /><br />EIGHT: Palomino roan, minimum colored overo mare, brown eyes, heavy draft. <br /><br />NINE: Bay, pinto mare, brown eyes.<br /><br />TEN: Strawberry roan, skewbald shetland pony mare, wall eyes.<br /><br />ELEVEN: Blue roan, frame overo mare, wall eyes, of Arabian descent.<br /><br />TWELVE: Bay, skewbald shetland pony stallion, brown eyes.<br /><br />THIRTEEN: Liver chestnut, overo mare, wall eyes.<br /><br />FOURTEEN: Buckskin, Tovero stallion, brown eyes.</strike><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sorry if I got the names of some of the colours wrong, I don't know that much about paint horse genetics ^^<br /><br /><br /><a class="avatarlink" href="http://melodizing.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src=http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/e/melodizing.gif?8 alt=":iconmelodizing:" title="melodizing"/></a> and <a class="avatarlink" href="http://jaks-eco.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src=http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/j/a/jaks-eco.jpg?7 alt=":iconjaks-eco:" title="jaks-eco"/></a> Have already chosen their characters. Remaining characters open for public adoption.<br /><br /><br />Credits:<br /><a class="avatarlink" href="http://ilyana88.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src=http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/i/l/ilyana88.gif?1 alt=":iconilyana88:" title="Ilyana88"/></a><br /><a class="avatarlink" href="http://jnferrigno.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src=http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/j/n/jnferrigno.gif alt=":iconjnferrigno:" title="JNFerrigno"/></a><br /><div><img src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2010/192/f/2/Various_horse_adoptables_by_RainbowFountains.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Horse colours complete</title>
                <link>http://edithsparrow.deviantart.com/art/Horse-colours-complete-358513466</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Mar 2013 06:02:42 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Horse colours complete</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://edithsparrow.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 =EdithSparrow</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ *dies*<br />i don't think iv missed any f i have please tell me i'l happily add it in or if i have any thing wrong ^.^<br />WRITE UP COMPLET <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted."/><br /><br />*<img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/n/new.gif" width="30" height="27" alt=":new:" title="New"/> Appaloosa Genetics corrected, Thanks *<a class="u" href="http://totalrandomusername.deviantart.com">totalrandomusername</a><br />Somatic , Reverse Brindle , Blood Shoulder Markings and Chimeras added :dev Thanks *<a class="u" href="http://miusempire.deviantart.com">MiusEmpire</a><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/n/new.gif" width="30" height="27" alt=":new:" title="New"/>* <br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Chestnut~</h2><br /><span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="317984446" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://edithsparrow.deviantart.com/art/Chestnut-Horse-Colours-317984446" title="Chestnut Horse Colours by =EdithSparrow, Jul 30, 2012 in Resources &amp; Stock Images &gt; Tutorials &gt; Digital Art &gt; Drawing &amp; Painting &gt; Other" data-super-img="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2012/212/f/4/chestnut_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59bida.png" data-super-width="756" data-super-height="1057" data-super-transparent="false" data-super-full-img="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/212/f/4/chestnut_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59bida.png" data-super-full-width="900" data-super-full-height="1259"><i></i><img width="107" height="150" src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/212/f/4/chestnut_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59bida.png" data-src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/212/f/4/chestnut_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59bida.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br />ee/aa<br />Chestnuts are a very common coat colour and come in many shades.<br />Same may be mistaken for palominos or so dark they look almost black.Its coursed by two reccesive genes. (so if you breed two chestnut horses you will get a chestnut offspring)<br />there mane and tail may be darker or lighter than the bace coat.<br />They have grey skin unless theres a white marking.<br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><h2>~Black~</h2><br />EE/aa<br /><span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="318106270" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://edithsparrow.deviantart.com/art/Black-Horse-Colours-318106270" title="Black Horse Colours by =EdithSparrow, Jul 31, 2012 in Resources &amp; Stock Images &gt; Tutorials &gt; Digital Art &gt; Drawing &amp; Painting &gt; Other" data-super-img="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/213/8/4/black_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e4da.png" data-super-width="900" data-super-height="563" data-super-transparent="false"><i></i><img width="150" height="94" src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/213/8/4/black_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e4da.png" data-src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/213/8/4/black_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e4da.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br />Black horses are complety black and have no permanently brown or reddish spots and are quite uncommon to find a fully black horse.<br />Faded black may appear if your horse lives outdoors in the sun and it has bleached the horses coat.<br />They have dark grey or black skin and pink skin when there are white marking.<br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><h2>~Bay~</h2><br /><span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="317735791" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://edithsparrow.deviantart.com/art/Bay-Horse-Colours-317735791" title="Bay Horse Colours by =EdithSparrow, Jul 29, 2012 in Resources &amp; Stock Images &gt; Tutorials &gt; Digital Art &gt; Drawing &amp; Painting &gt; Other" data-super-img="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2012/217/9/e/bay_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d5966i7.png" data-super-width="769" data-super-height="1039" data-super-transparent="false" data-super-full-img="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/217/9/e/bay_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d5966i7.png" data-super-full-width="900" data-super-full-height="1216"><i></i><img width="111" height="150" src="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/217/9/e/bay_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d5966i7.png" data-src="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/217/9/e/bay_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d5966i7.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br />Bay horses are usually brown with dark black points.<br />They come in a wide range of shades from caramel colour to very dark brown that almost looks black<br />Bay must not me mistaken for Dun horses they have no dorsel stripe.<br />They have Grey skin unless a whit marking appears.<br /><b> Bay </b><br />E_/A_<br />various browns with black points that go over the "knee".<br /><b>Wild Bay</b><br />E_/A+_<br />Lighter brown with minimal black points.<br /><b>Seal Bay (Seal Brown)</b><br />Dark brown could with lighter caramel under parts and points.<br /><br /><br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><h2>Greys (Gray)</h2><br /><span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="318107568" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://edithsparrow.deviantart.com/art/Grey-Horse-Colours-318107568" title="Grey Horse Colours by =EdithSparrow, Jul 31, 2012 in Resources &amp; Stock Images &gt; Tutorials &gt; Digital Art &gt; Drawing &amp; Painting &gt; Other" data-super-img="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2012/213/6/e/grey_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e5dc.png" data-super-width="884" data-super-height="904" data-super-transparent="false" data-super-full-img="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/213/6/e/grey_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e5dc.png" data-super-full-width="900" data-super-full-height="920"><i></i><img width="147" height="150" src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/213/6/e/grey_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e5dc.png" data-src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/213/6/e/grey_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e5dc.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br />_ _/_ _/G _<br /><br />The horse can born any colour and will slowly "grey out" untill they reach white or light grey.<br />There skin is grey unless theres white marking at birth that will stay the same colour and will not grey out.<br /><b>Dapple Grey</b><br />Dapple grey is in the middle of the "greying out" process it mostly spears on darker horses and as they gry out it will appear in circles or dark and white.<br /><b>Rose Grey </b><br />Appears on chestnut or reddish born horses and they keep a bit of there colour making the horse look rose tinted or light pink.<br /><b>Flea Bitten Grey</b><br />Where the horse i fully greyed out but has left freckle like markings of the born color<br />This must not be mistaken for appaloosa few spots where the horse is born with spots.<br /> <b>Dom White</b><br />_ _/ _ _/nW(never WW as the foal would die before it was born so never breed to dom whites together or to an overo)<br />Extremely rare where the horse is born white and has pink skin all over the body.<br />they usually have blue eyes.<br />These are very very rare as most foals die before birth or soon after.<br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2> ~Creams and Pearls~</h2><br /><br /><b>Palomino</b><br />ee/aa/nCr<br />Palomino horses have a yellow or gold coat, with a white or light cream mane and tail. <br />The shades of the body coat color range from cream to a dark gold.<br />Palomino is created by the single cream gene.<br />They have grey skin unless theres a white marking and they have brown eyes sometimes amber<br /><b>Cremello</b><br />ee/aa/CrCr<br />Cremello have a light goden coat with white or cream mane and tail.<br />They have light pink rosy skin and blue eyes.<br />Cremellos carry two copies of the cream gene.<br /><b>Apricot </b><br />ee/_ _/PrlPrl<br />create a light chestnut coloured coat <br />grey skin and dark eyes <br />(i dont now much about this one sorry)<br /><b>Buckskin</b><br />E_/A_/nCr<br />Buckskin is the result of a single cream gene acting on a bay horse.<br />The horse has a tan or gold colored coat with black points with dark skin.<br />Must not be mistaken for Duns, Buckskin has no back stripe.<br /><b>Smokey Cream</b><br />E_/aa/CrCr<br />Smoky Creams are homozygous cream blacks, and very difficult to visually distinguish from cremellos or perlinos.<br />(dont know much about them sorry)<br /><b>Smokey Black</b><br />E_/aa/nCr<br />Smokey black is a few shades lighter than true black and is a result of a single Cr gene.<br />May be mistaken for faded blacks , gurllo or liver chestnut.<br />(not much known about this one too sorry)<br /><b>Palomino Pearl</b><br />ee/aa/CrPrl<br />Both the Cream gene and the pearl gene acting on a chestnut base creating a very light palomino.<br />(not much known sorry)<br /><b>Buckskin Pearl</b><br />E_/A_/CrPrl<br />Both the pearl and cream gene acting on a bay coat.<br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Champagne Gene~</h2><br /><br /><b>Classic Champagne </b><br />E_/aa/Ch_<br />Classic Champagne is the action of champagne on a black coat. <br />The body coat is chocolate, the mane and tail a darker shade. <br />The legs may also be slightly darker.<br />It has dark skin and brown eyes.<br /><b>Amber Champagne</b><br />Ee/Aa/Ch_<br />Amber champagne is produced by the action of champagne on a bay coat. <br />The coat is gold with chocolate points. <br />It has dark skin and brown eyes.<br /><b>Golden Champagne </b><br />ee/aa/Ch_<br />Gold champagne is produced by the action of champagne on a chestnut coat.<br />The coat is gold, and the mane and tail are typically ivory.<br />It has grey skin and light brown eyes.<br />Darker shades of this may be mistaken for a Red Dun.<br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Duns~</h2><br />The dun gen lightens the coat leaving the "correct" or darker coloured stripe along is back and points.<br />Has a darker mane and tail.<br />Can affect any colour coats a few examples shown.<br />Always leaves stripes around where the dun breaks on the legs and muzzle.<br />Duns have dark skin and Brown eyes unless there is a white marking.<br /><br /><b>Gurllo(Black Dun)</b><br />E_/aa/D_<br />The dun gene acting on a black base coat.<br />Lightens it to a mousie colour leaving the mane , tail and points black.<br /><b>Classic Dun(Bay Dun)</b><br />E_/A_/D_<br />The dun acting on a bay base coat.<br />Lightens the coat to a golden or mousie brown colour leaving the mane , tail and points black.<br /><b>Red dun</b><br />ee/aa/D_<br />The dun gene acting on a chestnut base.<br />Lightens to a pinky colour leaving the mane,tail and points a redy chestnut colour.<br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Pinto Patterns~</h2><br /><br /><b>Sibino</b><br />_ _/_ _/Sb_<br />Creates a roaning around the edge of white marking making the skin pink and eye blue if the marking apears over the eye.<br />Often mixed with other pinto patterns.<br />Do not mistake for the Splash gene it can create the same making but with a roaned edge with out the Splash gene present.<br />In a Dom Sabino it will travel all the way up to the horses back but will never meet or affect the mane and tail.<br /><b>Tobanio </b><br />_ _/_ _/T_<br />A pinto marking that creates white marking and pinking the skin. <br />The white always apears on the legs from the hocks and knees down.<br />The white often crosses the back between the withers and the dock of the tail<br />Facial markings are similar to those of a traditionally solid-colored horse.<br />The white patches which are usually rounded or oval in shape, rather than jagged.<br /><b> Overo </b><br />_ _/ _ _/O<br />( Dom genes creates lethal white and with kill the foal during pregnancy or soon after birth)<br />Creates a jagged white marking affecting the skin making it pink.<br />Often creates a horizontal pattern never joining on the back or under the belly.<br />If the pattern touches the mane or tail it turns it white.<br /><b>Splash</b><br />_ _/ _ _/Spl_<br />This gene creates a white marking with pink skin as well as making the horses eye blue.<br />Most horse with this gene will only have two front socks or stockings or a small underbelly markings.<br />Some more extreme cases look as if the horse has been dipped in paint, as unlike the Sibino creates a smooth divide in colour.<br />no matter how minimal the horse will always have a blue eye even with out a white head marking.<br /><br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Roans~</h2><br />_ _/_ _/R _ <br />The roan gene creates a mixture of white hairs and coloured hairs on the body that makes the base coat look lighter.<br />Coursed by a a dom gene (R)<br />it affects the main body of the horse leaving the legs and head the base colour.<br />It can also leak into the mane and tail.<br />Some times thourgh injury there may be lighter spots or even darker spots.<br />Roans may also be born freckled where there are spots on the coat where there is no roaning<br />on rare occasions it can effect just a small area of the horse.<br /><b>Strawberry Roan</b><br />ee/aa/R_<br />When the roan acts on a chestnut base it makes the coat turn a pinky shade hence the name Strawberry.<br /><b>Blue Roan</b><br />E_/aa/R_<br />When the roan appears on a black base coat it makes it look almost blue<br /><b>Bay Roan</b><br />E_/A_/R_<br />Roaning can appear on any mixture of coat colours for example Bay roan.<br /><br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2> ~ Appaloosa ~</h2><br />I dont know alot about the appy but heres what =<a class="u" href="http://kassousminou.deviantart.com">kassousminou</a> said xD<br /><br />Noted "Lp", it is modified by "patn1", "patn2" and possibly others. The leopard complex produces spotted coat. The skin is mottled and the eyes can be any colors. They often have stripped hooves. There is multiple form, depending on the modifier. It is an incomplete dominant gene, which means that "LpLp" will act differently than "nLp".<br />=&gt; "nLp" : produce a varnish roan appaloosa. It looks like a roan horse, with uneven color on the body. It is a changing color, which means that it will extend with time.<br />=&gt; "LpLp" : produce also a varnish roan, but with more white hair.<br />=&gt; "nLp patn1" : produce a leopard appaloosa. It produce spots of colors on the white coat. The color is the base color that shows through the spots.<br />=&gt; "nLp patn1patn1" : produce a leopard appaloosa with more white.<br />=&gt; "nLp patn2" : produce a blanket appaloosa. It restraint the white to the rump of the horse. The "blanket" is spotted like the leopard.<br />=&gt; "nLp patn2patn2" : doesn't change anything and is still a blanket<br />=&gt; "LpLp patn1" : produce a few spots appaloosa. The coat is white with some few small spots of the base color<br />=&gt; "LpLp patn1patn1" : doesn't change anything and is still a few spot<br />=&gt; "LpLp patn2" : produce a snowcap appaloosa. It looks a bit like the few spot, but with the white restraint to the rump and back of the horse.<br />=&gt; "LpLp patn2patn2" : doesn't change anything and is still a snowcap<br />Note that I never mixed patn1 with patn2. It can happens, but the patn1 is dominant over the patn2 so it would act like a single patn1.<br /><br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Other~</h2><br /><br /><b>Silver</b><br />_ _ /_ _ /Z_<br />Effects black(?) horses turning their mane and tail white.<br />Can also create dapples on the horses coat.<br /><b>Flaxen</b><br />ee/aa/ff<br />Only appears on chestnuts(?) turns their manes and tails a golden blond colour.<br />it is coursed but reccive genes so horses can carry the gene but not show any simptems and only if its bred with another flaxen carrier will create a flaxen foal.<br /><b>Sooty </b><br />_ _/ _ _/Sty_<br />Sooty is a common color modifier that can act on both red and black based coats.<br /> Sooty, also known as smutty or counter shading, causes dark hairs to be spread throughout a horses coat, usually concentrated from the top of the back down.<br /> Sooty horses often have spectacular dappling because of the contrast of colors in their coats<br /><b>Pangare</b><br />_ _/_ _/P_<br />Pangare is a modifier that acts by lightening certain portions of a horse's coat, usually the muzzle, the belly, the inner forearms and thighs, and sometimes even the chest or around the eyes. <br />When it acts on a chestnut coat, the horse usually will have a flaxen mane and tail.<br /> It can act on any color, and varies in intensity. <br />It is often found in pony and draft breeds, such as Haflingers, Fjords, Exmoors,<br /><br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Random~ </h2><br /><br /><b>Bird Catcher Spots </b><br />Birdcatcher spots are small, round, white spots scattered throughout a horse's coat. <br />In many cases, the spots appear and grow in number for a period of years, and then gradually fade away. <br />Sometimes, the spots will persist throughout a horse's lifetime<br /><b>Bend Spots</b><br />These are random dark spots on a lighter coat, often seen on chestnuts and palominos. <br />They vary in size, sometimes only dime-sized, and sometimes as big as an outspread hand.<br /><b>Brindle</b><br />Brindle is an unusual pattern of dark, vertical lines on a lighter-colored coat. <br />Though it is seen in a variety of breeds, it is quite rare.<br />There is no known gene tht creates this <br /><b>Reverse Brindle</b><br />Most brindle horses have dark stripes on a lighter body color, but a rare few have white stripes on a dark body color.<br /> While it is possible that white brindles are chimeric (and certainly some may be), the current thought is that the color is probably the result of a one-time mutation, probably of rabicano.<br /><b> Chimeras</b><br />This horses geno would be ee/aa <b><u>and </u></b> EE/aa<br />Chimeras are the result of the fusing of fraternal twins in utero resulting in 2 sets of DNA in 1 horse.<br /><b>Somatic</b><br />eg. This horses geno would be Ee/Aa<br />Somatic mutations are the result of a gene that is accidentally switched "off," often resulting in odd patches of color on an otherwise ordinary coat.<br />For example The black patch on the otherwise bay coat was the result of the agouti gene misfiring leaving that section of its coat an undiluted black. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2013/094/6/a/horse_colours_complete_by_edithsparrow-d5xg6re.png" height="150" width="11"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2013/094/6/a/horse_colours_complete_by_edithsparrow-d5xg6re.png" height="900" width="68"/>            <media:content url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2013/094/6/a/horse_colours_complete_by_edithsparrow-d5xg6re.png" height="3257" width="245" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ *dies*<br />i don't think iv missed any f i have please tell me i'l happily add it in or if i have any thing wrong ^.^<br />WRITE UP COMPLET <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted."/><br /><br />*<img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/n/new.gif" width="30" height="27" alt=":new:" title="New"/> Appaloosa Genetics corrected, Thanks *<a class="u" href="http://totalrandomusername.deviantart.com">totalrandomusername</a><br />Somatic , Reverse Brindle , Blood Shoulder Markings and Chimeras added :dev Thanks *<a class="u" href="http://miusempire.deviantart.com">MiusEmpire</a><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/n/new.gif" width="30" height="27" alt=":new:" title="New"/>* <br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Chestnut~</h2><br /><span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="317984446" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://edithsparrow.deviantart.com/art/Chestnut-Horse-Colours-317984446" title="Chestnut Horse Colours by =EdithSparrow, Jul 30, 2012 in Resources &amp; Stock Images &gt; Tutorials &gt; Digital Art &gt; Drawing &amp; Painting &gt; Other" data-super-img="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2012/212/f/4/chestnut_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59bida.png" data-super-width="756" data-super-height="1057" data-super-transparent="false" data-super-full-img="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/212/f/4/chestnut_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59bida.png" data-super-full-width="900" data-super-full-height="1259"><i></i><img width="107" height="150" src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/212/f/4/chestnut_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59bida.png" data-src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/212/f/4/chestnut_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59bida.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br />ee/aa<br />Chestnuts are a very common coat colour and come in many shades.<br />Same may be mistaken for palominos or so dark they look almost black.Its coursed by two reccesive genes. (so if you breed two chestnut horses you will get a chestnut offspring)<br />there mane and tail may be darker or lighter than the bace coat.<br />They have grey skin unless theres a white marking.<br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><h2>~Black~</h2><br />EE/aa<br /><span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="318106270" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://edithsparrow.deviantart.com/art/Black-Horse-Colours-318106270" title="Black Horse Colours by =EdithSparrow, Jul 31, 2012 in Resources &amp; Stock Images &gt; Tutorials &gt; Digital Art &gt; Drawing &amp; Painting &gt; Other" data-super-img="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/213/8/4/black_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e4da.png" data-super-width="900" data-super-height="563" data-super-transparent="false"><i></i><img width="150" height="94" src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/213/8/4/black_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e4da.png" data-src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/213/8/4/black_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e4da.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br />Black horses are complety black and have no permanently brown or reddish spots and are quite uncommon to find a fully black horse.<br />Faded black may appear if your horse lives outdoors in the sun and it has bleached the horses coat.<br />They have dark grey or black skin and pink skin when there are white marking.<br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><h2>~Bay~</h2><br /><span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="317735791" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://edithsparrow.deviantart.com/art/Bay-Horse-Colours-317735791" title="Bay Horse Colours by =EdithSparrow, Jul 29, 2012 in Resources &amp; Stock Images &gt; Tutorials &gt; Digital Art &gt; Drawing &amp; Painting &gt; Other" data-super-img="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2012/217/9/e/bay_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d5966i7.png" data-super-width="769" data-super-height="1039" data-super-transparent="false" data-super-full-img="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/217/9/e/bay_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d5966i7.png" data-super-full-width="900" data-super-full-height="1216"><i></i><img width="111" height="150" src="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/217/9/e/bay_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d5966i7.png" data-src="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/217/9/e/bay_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d5966i7.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br />Bay horses are usually brown with dark black points.<br />They come in a wide range of shades from caramel colour to very dark brown that almost looks black<br />Bay must not me mistaken for Dun horses they have no dorsel stripe.<br />They have Grey skin unless a whit marking appears.<br /><b> Bay </b><br />E_/A_<br />various browns with black points that go over the "knee".<br /><b>Wild Bay</b><br />E_/A+_<br />Lighter brown with minimal black points.<br /><b>Seal Bay (Seal Brown)</b><br />Dark brown could with lighter caramel under parts and points.<br /><br /><br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><h2>Greys (Gray)</h2><br /><span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="318107568" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://edithsparrow.deviantart.com/art/Grey-Horse-Colours-318107568" title="Grey Horse Colours by =EdithSparrow, Jul 31, 2012 in Resources &amp; Stock Images &gt; Tutorials &gt; Digital Art &gt; Drawing &amp; Painting &gt; Other" data-super-img="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2012/213/6/e/grey_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e5dc.png" data-super-width="884" data-super-height="904" data-super-transparent="false" data-super-full-img="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/213/6/e/grey_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e5dc.png" data-super-full-width="900" data-super-full-height="920"><i></i><img width="147" height="150" src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/213/6/e/grey_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e5dc.png" data-src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/213/6/e/grey_horse_colours_by_edithsparrow-d59e5dc.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br />_ _/_ _/G _<br /><br />The horse can born any colour and will slowly "grey out" untill they reach white or light grey.<br />There skin is grey unless theres white marking at birth that will stay the same colour and will not grey out.<br /><b>Dapple Grey</b><br />Dapple grey is in the middle of the "greying out" process it mostly spears on darker horses and as they gry out it will appear in circles or dark and white.<br /><b>Rose Grey </b><br />Appears on chestnut or reddish born horses and they keep a bit of there colour making the horse look rose tinted or light pink.<br /><b>Flea Bitten Grey</b><br />Where the horse i fully greyed out but has left freckle like markings of the born color<br />This must not be mistaken for appaloosa few spots where the horse is born with spots.<br /> <b>Dom White</b><br />_ _/ _ _/nW(never WW as the foal would die before it was born so never breed to dom whites together or to an overo)<br />Extremely rare where the horse is born white and has pink skin all over the body.<br />they usually have blue eyes.<br />These are very very rare as most foals die before birth or soon after.<br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2> ~Creams and Pearls~</h2><br /><br /><b>Palomino</b><br />ee/aa/nCr<br />Palomino horses have a yellow or gold coat, with a white or light cream mane and tail. <br />The shades of the body coat color range from cream to a dark gold.<br />Palomino is created by the single cream gene.<br />They have grey skin unless theres a white marking and they have brown eyes sometimes amber<br /><b>Cremello</b><br />ee/aa/CrCr<br />Cremello have a light goden coat with white or cream mane and tail.<br />They have light pink rosy skin and blue eyes.<br />Cremellos carry two copies of the cream gene.<br /><b>Apricot </b><br />ee/_ _/PrlPrl<br />create a light chestnut coloured coat <br />grey skin and dark eyes <br />(i dont now much about this one sorry)<br /><b>Buckskin</b><br />E_/A_/nCr<br />Buckskin is the result of a single cream gene acting on a bay horse.<br />The horse has a tan or gold colored coat with black points with dark skin.<br />Must not be mistaken for Duns, Buckskin has no back stripe.<br /><b>Smokey Cream</b><br />E_/aa/CrCr<br />Smoky Creams are homozygous cream blacks, and very difficult to visually distinguish from cremellos or perlinos.<br />(dont know much about them sorry)<br /><b>Smokey Black</b><br />E_/aa/nCr<br />Smokey black is a few shades lighter than true black and is a result of a single Cr gene.<br />May be mistaken for faded blacks , gurllo or liver chestnut.<br />(not much known about this one too sorry)<br /><b>Palomino Pearl</b><br />ee/aa/CrPrl<br />Both the Cream gene and the pearl gene acting on a chestnut base creating a very light palomino.<br />(not much known sorry)<br /><b>Buckskin Pearl</b><br />E_/A_/CrPrl<br />Both the pearl and cream gene acting on a bay coat.<br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Champagne Gene~</h2><br /><br /><b>Classic Champagne </b><br />E_/aa/Ch_<br />Classic Champagne is the action of champagne on a black coat. <br />The body coat is chocolate, the mane and tail a darker shade. <br />The legs may also be slightly darker.<br />It has dark skin and brown eyes.<br /><b>Amber Champagne</b><br />Ee/Aa/Ch_<br />Amber champagne is produced by the action of champagne on a bay coat. <br />The coat is gold with chocolate points. <br />It has dark skin and brown eyes.<br /><b>Golden Champagne </b><br />ee/aa/Ch_<br />Gold champagne is produced by the action of champagne on a chestnut coat.<br />The coat is gold, and the mane and tail are typically ivory.<br />It has grey skin and light brown eyes.<br />Darker shades of this may be mistaken for a Red Dun.<br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Duns~</h2><br />The dun gen lightens the coat leaving the "correct" or darker coloured stripe along is back and points.<br />Has a darker mane and tail.<br />Can affect any colour coats a few examples shown.<br />Always leaves stripes around where the dun breaks on the legs and muzzle.<br />Duns have dark skin and Brown eyes unless there is a white marking.<br /><br /><b>Gurllo(Black Dun)</b><br />E_/aa/D_<br />The dun gene acting on a black base coat.<br />Lightens it to a mousie colour leaving the mane , tail and points black.<br /><b>Classic Dun(Bay Dun)</b><br />E_/A_/D_<br />The dun acting on a bay base coat.<br />Lightens the coat to a golden or mousie brown colour leaving the mane , tail and points black.<br /><b>Red dun</b><br />ee/aa/D_<br />The dun gene acting on a chestnut base.<br />Lightens to a pinky colour leaving the mane,tail and points a redy chestnut colour.<br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Pinto Patterns~</h2><br /><br /><b>Sibino</b><br />_ _/_ _/Sb_<br />Creates a roaning around the edge of white marking making the skin pink and eye blue if the marking apears over the eye.<br />Often mixed with other pinto patterns.<br />Do not mistake for the Splash gene it can create the same making but with a roaned edge with out the Splash gene present.<br />In a Dom Sabino it will travel all the way up to the horses back but will never meet or affect the mane and tail.<br /><b>Tobanio </b><br />_ _/_ _/T_<br />A pinto marking that creates white marking and pinking the skin. <br />The white always apears on the legs from the hocks and knees down.<br />The white often crosses the back between the withers and the dock of the tail<br />Facial markings are similar to those of a traditionally solid-colored horse.<br />The white patches which are usually rounded or oval in shape, rather than jagged.<br /><b> Overo </b><br />_ _/ _ _/O<br />( Dom genes creates lethal white and with kill the foal during pregnancy or soon after birth)<br />Creates a jagged white marking affecting the skin making it pink.<br />Often creates a horizontal pattern never joining on the back or under the belly.<br />If the pattern touches the mane or tail it turns it white.<br /><b>Splash</b><br />_ _/ _ _/Spl_<br />This gene creates a white marking with pink skin as well as making the horses eye blue.<br />Most horse with this gene will only have two front socks or stockings or a small underbelly markings.<br />Some more extreme cases look as if the horse has been dipped in paint, as unlike the Sibino creates a smooth divide in colour.<br />no matter how minimal the horse will always have a blue eye even with out a white head marking.<br /><br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Roans~</h2><br />_ _/_ _/R _ <br />The roan gene creates a mixture of white hairs and coloured hairs on the body that makes the base coat look lighter.<br />Coursed by a a dom gene (R)<br />it affects the main body of the horse leaving the legs and head the base colour.<br />It can also leak into the mane and tail.<br />Some times thourgh injury there may be lighter spots or even darker spots.<br />Roans may also be born freckled where there are spots on the coat where there is no roaning<br />on rare occasions it can effect just a small area of the horse.<br /><b>Strawberry Roan</b><br />ee/aa/R_<br />When the roan acts on a chestnut base it makes the coat turn a pinky shade hence the name Strawberry.<br /><b>Blue Roan</b><br />E_/aa/R_<br />When the roan appears on a black base coat it makes it look almost blue<br /><b>Bay Roan</b><br />E_/A_/R_<br />Roaning can appear on any mixture of coat colours for example Bay roan.<br /><br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2> ~ Appaloosa ~</h2><br />I dont know alot about the appy but heres what =<a class="u" href="http://kassousminou.deviantart.com">kassousminou</a> said xD<br /><br />Noted "Lp", it is modified by "patn1", "patn2" and possibly others. The leopard complex produces spotted coat. The skin is mottled and the eyes can be any colors. They often have stripped hooves. There is multiple form, depending on the modifier. It is an incomplete dominant gene, which means that "LpLp" will act differently than "nLp".<br />=&gt; "nLp" : produce a varnish roan appaloosa. It looks like a roan horse, with uneven color on the body. It is a changing color, which means that it will extend with time.<br />=&gt; "LpLp" : produce also a varnish roan, but with more white hair.<br />=&gt; "nLp patn1" : produce a leopard appaloosa. It produce spots of colors on the white coat. The color is the base color that shows through the spots.<br />=&gt; "nLp patn1patn1" : produce a leopard appaloosa with more white.<br />=&gt; "nLp patn2" : produce a blanket appaloosa. It restraint the white to the rump of the horse. The "blanket" is spotted like the leopard.<br />=&gt; "nLp patn2patn2" : doesn't change anything and is still a blanket<br />=&gt; "LpLp patn1" : produce a few spots appaloosa. The coat is white with some few small spots of the base color<br />=&gt; "LpLp patn1patn1" : doesn't change anything and is still a few spot<br />=&gt; "LpLp patn2" : produce a snowcap appaloosa. It looks a bit like the few spot, but with the white restraint to the rump and back of the horse.<br />=&gt; "LpLp patn2patn2" : doesn't change anything and is still a snowcap<br />Note that I never mixed patn1 with patn2. It can happens, but the patn1 is dominant over the patn2 so it would act like a single patn1.<br /><br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Other~</h2><br /><br /><b>Silver</b><br />_ _ /_ _ /Z_<br />Effects black(?) horses turning their mane and tail white.<br />Can also create dapples on the horses coat.<br /><b>Flaxen</b><br />ee/aa/ff<br />Only appears on chestnuts(?) turns their manes and tails a golden blond colour.<br />it is coursed but reccive genes so horses can carry the gene but not show any simptems and only if its bred with another flaxen carrier will create a flaxen foal.<br /><b>Sooty </b><br />_ _/ _ _/Sty_<br />Sooty is a common color modifier that can act on both red and black based coats.<br /> Sooty, also known as smutty or counter shading, causes dark hairs to be spread throughout a horses coat, usually concentrated from the top of the back down.<br /> Sooty horses often have spectacular dappling because of the contrast of colors in their coats<br /><b>Pangare</b><br />_ _/_ _/P_<br />Pangare is a modifier that acts by lightening certain portions of a horse's coat, usually the muzzle, the belly, the inner forearms and thighs, and sometimes even the chest or around the eyes. <br />When it acts on a chestnut coat, the horse usually will have a flaxen mane and tail.<br /> It can act on any color, and varies in intensity. <br />It is often found in pony and draft breeds, such as Haflingers, Fjords, Exmoors,<br /><br />____________________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><h2>~Random~ </h2><br /><br /><b>Bird Catcher Spots </b><br />Birdcatcher spots are small, round, white spots scattered throughout a horse's coat. <br />In many cases, the spots appear and grow in number for a period of years, and then gradually fade away. <br />Sometimes, the spots will persist throughout a horse's lifetime<br /><b>Bend Spots</b><br />These are random dark spots on a lighter coat, often seen on chestnuts and palominos. <br />They vary in size, sometimes only dime-sized, and sometimes as big as an outspread hand.<br /><b>Brindle</b><br />Brindle is an unusual pattern of dark, vertical lines on a lighter-colored coat. <br />Though it is seen in a variety of breeds, it is quite rare.<br />There is no known gene tht creates this <br /><b>Reverse Brindle</b><br />Most brindle horses have dark stripes on a lighter body color, but a rare few have white stripes on a dark body color.<br /> While it is possible that white brindles are chimeric (and certainly some may be), the current thought is that the color is probably the result of a one-time mutation, probably of rabicano.<br /><b> Chimeras</b><br />This horses geno would be ee/aa <b><u>and </u></b> EE/aa<br />Chimeras are the result of the fusing of fraternal twins in utero resulting in 2 sets of DNA in 1 horse.<br /><b>Somatic</b><br />eg. This horses geno would be Ee/Aa<br />Somatic mutations are the result of a gene that is accidentally switched "off," often resulting in odd patches of color on an otherwise ordinary coat.<br />For example The black patch on the otherwise bay coat was the result of the agouti gene misfiring leaving that section of its coat an undiluted black.<br /><div><img src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2013/094/6/a/horse_colours_complete_by_edithsparrow-d5xg6re.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Toy Hunter Awesome Horse</title>
                <link>http://aaronmiller.deviantart.com/art/Toy-Hunter-Awesome-Horse-281072937</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2012 01:28:30 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Toy Hunter Awesome Horse</media:title>
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            </media:community>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ 8x10"<br />oil on panel.<br />painted for the Toy Hunter demo from the Awesome Horse Studios Livestream. <br /><br /><br />you can watch the demo following this link:<br /><a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.livestream.com/awesomehorsestudios/video?clipId=pla_da911deb-c828-4f3c-9d5c-2fde6a38b842">[link]</a><br /><br />Sign up for the newsletter and join us on Saturday afternoons.<br /><a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.awesomehorsestudios.com/">[link]</a> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/023/2/c/toy_hunter_awesome_horse_by_aaronmiller-d4ncd9l.jpg" height="150" width="114"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2012/023/2/c/toy_hunter_awesome_horse_by_aaronmiller-d4ncd9l.jpg" height="396" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/023/2/c/toy_hunter_awesome_horse_by_aaronmiller-d4ncd9l.jpg" height="792" width="600" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ 8x10"<br />oil on panel.<br />painted for the Toy Hunter demo from the Awesome Horse Studios Livestream. <br /><br /><br />you can watch the demo following this link:<br /><a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.livestream.com/awesomehorsestudios/video?clipId=pla_da911deb-c828-4f3c-9d5c-2fde6a38b842">[link]</a><br /><br />Sign up for the newsletter and join us on Saturday afternoons.<br /><a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.awesomehorsestudios.com/">[link]</a><br /><div><img src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2012/023/2/c/toy_hunter_awesome_horse_by_aaronmiller-d4ncd9l.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>thats my horse community board</title>
                <link>http://sweeteggyroll.deviantart.com/art/thats-my-horse-community-board-189915068</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 Dec 2010 14:09:35 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">thats my horse community board</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://sweeteggyroll.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 =SweetEggyRoll</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Go HERE <a href="http://thats-my-horse.deviantart.com/">[link]</a> to join my fanclub. <b>It's the ONLY way you will by notified of the final launch of this project.</b><br /><br />That's My Horse! is a fanclub for EEn'E slash and femslash (that's homosexual romance for you laymen.) It's about time we had our own community forum for galleries, roleplays, general chats, and contests.<br /><br />*Minor changes may be made<br />*Release date undecided... but soon.<br />*An age of 16+ is required to join (sorry <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)"/> )<br />*Yes I'm still doing the comic.<br />*We're splitting up with EYL to make our own forums, yes.<br />*<b>DON'T FORGET ABOUT THE CHRISTMAS CONTEST.</b> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2010/351/4/7/thats_my_horse_community_board_by_sweeteggyroll-d352jek.jpg" height="46" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2010/351/4/7/thats_my_horse_community_board_by_sweeteggyroll-d352jek.jpg" height="91" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/351/4/7/thats_my_horse_community_board_by_sweeteggyroll-d352jek.jpg" height="377" width="1238" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Go HERE <a href="http://thats-my-horse.deviantart.com/">[link]</a> to join my fanclub. <b>It's the ONLY way you will by notified of the final launch of this project.</b><br /><br />That's My Horse! is a fanclub for EEn'E slash and femslash (that's homosexual romance for you laymen.) It's about time we had our own community forum for galleries, roleplays, general chats, and contests.<br /><br />*Minor changes may be made<br />*Release date undecided... but soon.<br />*An age of 16+ is required to join (sorry <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)"/> )<br />*Yes I'm still doing the comic.<br />*We're splitting up with EYL to make our own forums, yes.<br />*<b>DON'T FORGET ABOUT THE CHRISTMAS CONTEST.</b><br /><div><img src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2010/351/4/7/thats_my_horse_community_board_by_sweeteggyroll-d352jek.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Join Up</title>
                <link>http://criminalspirit.deviantart.com/art/Join-Up-123067739</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 17:30:42 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Join Up</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://criminalspirit.deviantart.com">Copyright 2009-2013 ~CriminalSpirit</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Join-Up if you dont know is a method that you can use with horses. It&#039;s a incredible method (followed by Follow Up if your interested.) It&#039;s about not using violence and force and being part of the herd, and is Monty Roberts, a.k.a. The Horse Whisperer, method.<br /><br />Heres a link if you wanna see how the actually Monty Roberts uses in the real deal: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aAoVTm96OiM">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />I did not draw the horse and person I just added the Support part. Its really interesting! Watch above, anyone can try it with there horse and there is also videos you can buy if you like the method.<br /><br />*NOTE* If you don&#039;t like the method guess what! I don&#039;t care!<br /><br />Join-Up Method(C)Monty Roberts ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs42/150/f/2009/139/2/5/Join_Up_by_CriminalSpirit.jpg" height="98" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs42/f/2009/139/2/5/Join_Up_by_CriminalSpirit.jpg" height="101" width="155"/>            <media:content url="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs42/f/2009/139/2/5/Join_Up_by_CriminalSpirit.jpg" height="101" width="155" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Join-Up if you dont know is a method that you can use with horses. It&#039;s a incredible method (followed by Follow Up if your interested.) It&#039;s about not using violence and force and being part of the herd, and is Monty Roberts, a.k.a. The Horse Whisperer, method.<br /><br />Heres a link if you wanna see how the actually Monty Roberts uses in the real deal: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aAoVTm96OiM">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />I did not draw the horse and person I just added the Support part. Its really interesting! Watch above, anyone can try it with there horse and there is also videos you can buy if you like the method.<br /><br />*NOTE* If you don&#039;t like the method guess what! I don&#039;t care!<br /><br />Join-Up Method(C)Monty Roberts<br /><div><img src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs42/f/2009/139/2/5/Join_Up_by_CriminalSpirit.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Hallucinogen Horse Breed Sheet</title>
                <link>http://mountainvalleyacres.deviantart.com/art/Hallucinogen-Horse-Breed-Sheet-205291796</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Apr 2011 14:03:41 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Hallucinogen Horse Breed Sheet</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://mountainvalleyacres.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~MountainValleyAcres</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <h1>THIS IS A DEAD ACCOUNT GUYS. MESSAGE THE GROUP OR *<a class="u" href="http://rosethornstables.deviantart.com">RoseThornStables</a> PLEASE!</h1><br />The new and improved Hallucinogen Horse Breed Sheet.<br />Thanks to =<a class="u" href="http://cloudrunner64.deviantart.com">cloudrunner64</a> for proofreading it and making it look and sound better <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww"/><br /><br />The other sheets were outdated and weren't as useful, but hopefully this will clear things up. There are some new characteristics, such as the possibility of lyre-shaped ears, as well as two new color variations. There are now lighter colors, as well as the inverted.<br /><br /><i>The Inversus</i><br />The Inversus are a band of Hallucinogens found in Moscow, Canada, home of ~<a class="u" href="http://mountainvalleyacres.deviantart.com">MountainValleyAcres</a>. Several Inversus have been rounded up and trained at MVA and have been found to be gaited. Breeding two Inversus resulted in a Modus when not at the Ruelle Mountains, but two Invereses bred at the Ruelles produced Inversus foals. An Inversus/Modus, Inversus/Nimbus, and Inversus Sombus have a fifty percent chance of producing an Inversus with a lighter build. The Inversus crosses that have the Inversus coloring are labeled as Inversus X horses, the 'X' signifying that they are a cross.<br />How do I get an Inversus? <br />You may <u>not</u> create your own starter. You may breed two Inversus (or an Inversus and Modus/Nimbus/Sombus) at the Ruelle Mountains with the approval of Mountain Valley Acres. There will be oppertunities to import a captured Inversus from time to time from either =<a class="u" href="http://kwehcat.deviantart.com">KwehCat</a> or ~<a class="u" href="http://mountainvalleyacres.deviantart.com">MountainValleyAcres</a>. <br /><br /><br /><br />One of the biggest issues I've had with this breed are people who are breeding their Hallucinogens and not following the dilution pattern. If you cross a bay and a blue Hallu, you will not get a chestnut with blue points. The foal will be a tarnished penny color. Examples are shown on the breeding chart, which can be found here: <a href="http://fav.me/d3e8r9z">[link]</a><br /><br />Another issue is that people have been breeding their Hallus or adopting out foals from their horses without having the new owners join the group and submit the horse. I've had to track down several foals, and that is not something I enjoy. Make sure the person has joined the group <b>before</b> giving them the design, please. Failure to do so the first time will get you a warning. The second time will get your Hallucinogen taken away and you will be unable to obtain another one at any point in the future unless you make me believe you deserve a second chance. Any horse with more than a sixth Hallu blood must be in the group.<br /><br />I don't have many restrictions compared to some other breeds, so please respect the ones that I have. If you don't agree, don't get a Hallucinogen. <br /><br /><br /><b>This breed is open for creation, just be sure and <u>submit your designs to the Group.</u><br /><br />Adtonitus Modus, Viren Modus, Aecor Modus are OPEN.<br />Adtonitus Nimbus, Viren Nimbus, Aecor Nimbus are OPEN.<br />All Sombus colors are CLOSED. <br />The Inversus follow special rules. Please read these rules, found above.</b> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/153/9/9/hallucinogen_horse_breed_sheet_by_mountainvalleyacres-d3e845w.png" height="150" width="34"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/153/9/9/hallucinogen_horse_breed_sheet_by_mountainvalleyacres-d3e845w.png" height="900" width="205"/>            <media:content url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2011/153/9/9/hallucinogen_horse_breed_sheet_by_mountainvalleyacres-d3e845w.png" height="1876" width="426" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <h1>THIS IS A DEAD ACCOUNT GUYS. MESSAGE THE GROUP OR *<a class="u" href="http://rosethornstables.deviantart.com">RoseThornStables</a> PLEASE!</h1><br />The new and improved Hallucinogen Horse Breed Sheet.<br />Thanks to =<a class="u" href="http://cloudrunner64.deviantart.com">cloudrunner64</a> for proofreading it and making it look and sound better <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww"/><br /><br />The other sheets were outdated and weren't as useful, but hopefully this will clear things up. There are some new characteristics, such as the possibility of lyre-shaped ears, as well as two new color variations. There are now lighter colors, as well as the inverted.<br /><br /><i>The Inversus</i><br />The Inversus are a band of Hallucinogens found in Moscow, Canada, home of ~<a class="u" href="http://mountainvalleyacres.deviantart.com">MountainValleyAcres</a>. Several Inversus have been rounded up and trained at MVA and have been found to be gaited. Breeding two Inversus resulted in a Modus when not at the Ruelle Mountains, but two Invereses bred at the Ruelles produced Inversus foals. An Inversus/Modus, Inversus/Nimbus, and Inversus Sombus have a fifty percent chance of producing an Inversus with a lighter build. The Inversus crosses that have the Inversus coloring are labeled as Inversus X horses, the 'X' signifying that they are a cross.<br />How do I get an Inversus? <br />You may <u>not</u> create your own starter. You may breed two Inversus (or an Inversus and Modus/Nimbus/Sombus) at the Ruelle Mountains with the approval of Mountain Valley Acres. There will be oppertunities to import a captured Inversus from time to time from either =<a class="u" href="http://kwehcat.deviantart.com">KwehCat</a> or ~<a class="u" href="http://mountainvalleyacres.deviantart.com">MountainValleyAcres</a>. <br /><br /><br /><br />One of the biggest issues I've had with this breed are people who are breeding their Hallucinogens and not following the dilution pattern. If you cross a bay and a blue Hallu, you will not get a chestnut with blue points. The foal will be a tarnished penny color. Examples are shown on the breeding chart, which can be found here: <a href="http://fav.me/d3e8r9z">[link]</a><br /><br />Another issue is that people have been breeding their Hallus or adopting out foals from their horses without having the new owners join the group and submit the horse. I've had to track down several foals, and that is not something I enjoy. Make sure the person has joined the group <b>before</b> giving them the design, please. Failure to do so the first time will get you a warning. The second time will get your Hallucinogen taken away and you will be unable to obtain another one at any point in the future unless you make me believe you deserve a second chance. Any horse with more than a sixth Hallu blood must be in the group.<br /><br />I don't have many restrictions compared to some other breeds, so please respect the ones that I have. If you don't agree, don't get a Hallucinogen. <br /><br /><br /><b>This breed is open for creation, just be sure and <u>submit your designs to the Group.</u><br /><br />Adtonitus Modus, Viren Modus, Aecor Modus are OPEN.<br />Adtonitus Nimbus, Viren Nimbus, Aecor Nimbus are OPEN.<br />All Sombus colors are CLOSED. <br />The Inversus follow special rules. Please read these rules, found above.</b><br /><div><img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/153/9/9/hallucinogen_horse_breed_sheet_by_mountainvalleyacres-d3e845w.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Come Join Horse Eden Eventing</title>
                <link>http://naomih91.deviantart.com/art/Come-Join-Horse-Eden-Eventing-269087417</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2011 15:56:25 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Come Join Horse Eden Eventing</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">naomih91</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://naomih91.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 *naomih91</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Join here <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.horseeden.com/index.php?referral=22026">[link]</a><br />Theyre basically holding a referal competition at the moment, the more people who join from one referer the better the chance of getting prizes.<br /><br />Horse Eden Eventing is an online horse sim game where you can compete your horses in XC, SJ, DR and eventing, with championships ect each month, aswell as this you can breed horses, enter them into futurities, junior rider rallys and RP, Horses are based on RL genetics with homozygous traits.<br />Breeds include<br />Sport Horse<br />Irish Sport Horse<br />Knabstrup<br />TB<br />Appendix QH<br />Anglo Arabian<br />Irish Draught<br /><br />Ive played most online horse games and this is without doubt the best and most realistic and the most freindliest, it also has active forums with freindly people always up for a laugh and enjoy helping new players.<br />also i forgot to mention its FREE, unlike most games you cant 'buy' your way to the top which is unfair on alot of players,<br />So come on and join up have a play around, if need any help check the help guide or message one of the mentors <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />Horses - Black is my SH mare K e t a m y n e, and the grullo tobiano is my homozygous ToTo WB stallion You Got Me So Wild<br />Lines - <a href="http://squirrelytodd.deviantart.com/gallery/25001992">[link]</a><br />Background - <a href="http://fav.me/d2t50xg">[link]</a> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/318/3/f/come_join_horse_eden_eventing_by_naomih91-d4g7h6h.png" height="150" width="96"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/318/3/f/come_join_horse_eden_eventing_by_naomih91-d4g7h6h.png" height="467" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2011/318/3/f/come_join_horse_eden_eventing_by_naomih91-d4g7h6h.png" height="1115" width="717" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Join here <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.horseeden.com/index.php?referral=22026">[link]</a><br />Theyre basically holding a referal competition at the moment, the more people who join from one referer the better the chance of getting prizes.<br /><br />Horse Eden Eventing is an online horse sim game where you can compete your horses in XC, SJ, DR and eventing, with championships ect each month, aswell as this you can breed horses, enter them into futurities, junior rider rallys and RP, Horses are based on RL genetics with homozygous traits.<br />Breeds include<br />Sport Horse<br />Irish Sport Horse<br />Knabstrup<br />TB<br />Appendix QH<br />Anglo Arabian<br />Irish Draught<br /><br />Ive played most online horse games and this is without doubt the best and most realistic and the most freindliest, it also has active forums with freindly people always up for a laugh and enjoy helping new players.<br />also i forgot to mention its FREE, unlike most games you cant 'buy' your way to the top which is unfair on alot of players,<br />So come on and join up have a play around, if need any help check the help guide or message one of the mentors <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />Horses - Black is my SH mare K e t a m y n e, and the grullo tobiano is my homozygous ToTo WB stallion You Got Me So Wild<br />Lines - <a href="http://squirrelytodd.deviantart.com/gallery/25001992">[link]</a><br />Background - <a href="http://fav.me/d2t50xg">[link]</a><br /><div><img src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/318/3/f/come_join_horse_eden_eventing_by_naomih91-d4g7h6h.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The Horse and His Boy</title>
                <link>http://s-d-g.deviantart.com/art/The-Horse-and-His-Boy-174632853</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 09:09:38 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The Horse and His Boy</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Technical">traditional/drawings/illustration/technical</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">S-D-G</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://s-d-g.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~S-D-G</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is an illustration of The Horse and His Boy I did my junior year of highschool. The medium is pen and ink (the actual "crow quill" pen and ink bottle instead of the office-type ink pen I usually use), and the size of the drawing is 18 x 24 inches.<br /><br />In the scene Shasta is escaping from Calormen with Bree, a Narnian talking horse. Because it would appear to the average Calormen as if Shasta had stolen Bree, when Shasta and Bree see another rider and horse going in the same direction they are really scared. Then they hear a roar from behind them, and Shasta sees a lion pursuing them.The two end up seeking protection from the lion by joining the other rider and horse, who eventually become their allies and friends. Later they find out that Aslan was the lion who had purposefully driven them together. Aslan is the lion in the background--you can see his eyes behind them and the roaring mouth at the bottom.<br /><br />The assignment was to use words to show value in a drawing by overlapping the words and changing the size of the letters. I used the actual words from the novel (I probably wrote 3/4ths of it in the whole thing). This is probably one of my favorite pieces of art because I like the idea and how it turned out. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2010/221/b/d/The_Horse_and_His_Boy_by_S_D_G.png" height="111" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2010/221/b/d/The_Horse_and_His_Boy_by_S_D_G.png" height="222" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/221/b/d/The_Horse_and_His_Boy_by_S_D_G.png" height="665" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is an illustration of The Horse and His Boy I did my junior year of highschool. The medium is pen and ink (the actual "crow quill" pen and ink bottle instead of the office-type ink pen I usually use), and the size of the drawing is 18 x 24 inches.<br /><br />In the scene Shasta is escaping from Calormen with Bree, a Narnian talking horse. Because it would appear to the average Calormen as if Shasta had stolen Bree, when Shasta and Bree see another rider and horse going in the same direction they are really scared. Then they hear a roar from behind them, and Shasta sees a lion pursuing them.The two end up seeking protection from the lion by joining the other rider and horse, who eventually become their allies and friends. Later they find out that Aslan was the lion who had purposefully driven them together. Aslan is the lion in the background--you can see his eyes behind them and the roaring mouth at the bottom.<br /><br />The assignment was to use words to show value in a drawing by overlapping the words and changing the size of the letters. I used the actual words from the novel (I probably wrote 3/4ths of it in the whole thing). This is probably one of my favorite pieces of art because I like the idea and how it turned out.<br /><div><img src="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2010/221/b/d/The_Horse_and_His_Boy_by_S_D_G.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>.:Timber Horse Breed Sheet:.</title>
                <link>http://black-heart-always.deviantart.com/art/Timber-Horse-Breed-Sheet-186475098</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Nov 2010 02:01:57 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">.:Timber Horse Breed Sheet:.</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Black-Heart-Always</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://black-heart-always.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 *Black-Heart-Always</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ It's been <u>AGES</u> since I even created this breed, so I figured it was time to update and even upload a new breed sheet for them. Gosh, I've had them for over 7 years now, you'd think I would have done it sooner. ^^' I'm sure they all feel so neglected. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle"/> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz"/><br /><br />I know they are nothing special, great, grand or otherwise, but I really do like them, and they really mean something to me. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww"/><br />------------------------------------------<br /><b>|Origin and History|</b><br /><br />|History|<br />It seemed almost eons ago in the vast lands of Los Lobos, existed a small herd of near ancient and extraordinary horses. Thus, they were crowned The Great Timbers of the Forest, due to their ability and stable nature to thrive in the infinite woods that so many others could not survive in. As time went on and the years progressed, the Great Timbers slowly faded in numbers and were almost extinct at one time. It finally came down to three of their breed, a young white mare, her older best friend who joined their herd and her only family she had left, her older brother, who had led their herd for many decades. <br /><br />The white mare's brother was named Alasar, he was a magnificent dapple gray stallion with clear lake blue eyes that danced in the radiant sunlight from the mornings their wondrous world provided them each day. Though old in years, the Great Timbers always had an advantage over the ascending new breeds of horses that came upon their lands, for they were Immortal. While the new breeds were born slowly throughout time, they died quicker in their peril lives. The Great Timbers just sat back and watched as the time slowly devoured the lives of these newly found breeds. Helpless and almost careless they all seemed to turn a blind eye to the newly presenting disaster that was upon their world's life source. <br /><br />Unsuccessful through selective breeding on Alasars part, his sister and her friend both turned against him and chose to live their separate ways with the new breeds and herds. Alasar was left all alone and nowhere left to go, nothing left to lead. He was near dying one day, as his necklace was cracked and slowly leaking Life sand, when one of his own kind stumbled across him. She was a beautiful mare to him. Her name was Atila, she was the most gorgeous blue roan mare Alasar had ever seen. Her mane flowed like the clouds, her eyes sparkled with joy, even her sweet expression brought poor Alasar some point of hope. Once Alasar began to learn more about Atila, he soon found himself falling deeply in love with her, not long after she chose him to become her lead stallion, she became pregnant by Alasar. She was lucky enough to have twins, which is what saved their breed from extinction. However, a few days after breeding with Atila, his sand did indeed run out and he regressed into nothingness. He was never able to see the young whom he brought life to.<br />Though Alasar and Atila are not still with us here in this world of today, they certainly did provide Los Lobos with a very special and rare gift, the Timber Horses of today. <br /><br />|Primary Origin|<br />This breed were said to have originated from a mythical tribal equine being who claimed to have been granted eternal life and was possessed by tribal gods from the skies. All of the other creatures and equines alike learned to fear him, so he was isolated by all in his lonely existence. However, one day he grew weary of residing alone and being viewed as an evil creature, so he used what abilities he had left and passed down his own life source just to create something better for the world of Los Lobos. In doing so he regressed away and faded into ash as the tiny fibers of his cells generated into a breed now known as Timber Horses.<br /><br />The great Timber originator was known by the name dubbed by his foes as Akeno. He was a tall and very boney creature, his fetlocks sported long hair as did his beard. His mane was far longer than most horses, and his tail drug the ground at times. Akenos coat was very dull and lacked any shine. He seemed very sickly, as his eyes never glimmered and his expression was always grim. Truly a shame something considered so horrid could create something so glorious as a new breed for the world of Los Lobos.<br /><br /><b>|Basic info|</b><br /><br />-Overall, Timbers are hot tempered, overprotective, territorial, and very dominate over just about anything that can be claimed. They do have a very kind and caring heart towards their mates and offspring, not to mention close bound herd mates. Stallions take their roles as leaders, and mares as herd members very seriously and dont tend to often break the rules bound by those who rank higher than they.<br /><br />-This is a very noble breed and they live for honor and respect. Those who choose to breach those laws are sentenced to exile from whichever herd they may reside in. Timbers are almost like an old fashion breed, seeing as they live much like how they did in the olden days where great respect was required for those worthy of it. Often seen in close-bound herds, passing members will bow their heads respectfully to their leaders, and passing members will simply nod their heads reverentially to one another. Foals are raised to completely bow down to all higher ranks than themselves. And lastly for respect, battling stallions of this breed will always bow to each other before engaging in combat, even in just simple sparring matches.<br /><br />- A single Timber Horse of either gender will have slightly more power and strength than a total of four draft horses combined, but are limited to this strength when they are younger or have yet to reach the Immortality peak. When fully unleashed, a male Timber Horse can fight against or fend off an attack from a full ambush by a rival herd of a normal non-Timber bred horses.<br /><br />-The breed is Immortal, meaning they can potentially live forever. However, they are <u>not</u> invincible, nor are they perfect by any means. They do bleed, they do suffer pain, and can also break bones just like any normal horse. Although unlike normal horses, this breed can heal themselves in a matter of just hours, oppose to several days to weeks, and yes even months like on normal equine injuries. This healing feature is possible and is granted thanks to their Life Necklaces that must be worn by ALL full blood Timber Horses at ALL times.<br /><br />-This breed can reach speeds of up to 60 MPH in a single sprint and can keep excelling with each passing stride until they are up to their limit, as they are built for endurance. This is not the fastest breed in the world, but the fastest in Los Lobos. They usually have around a 32 MPH trot, so you can image what their gallops are like. However, they are very agile and full of grace. The movement of a Timber Horse constantly resembles poise and elegance with a striking appeal.<br /><br />-Lastly for the basics, this breed prefers the summer months over all others. They seem to thrive in the scorching heat. Beaches and deserts would be of no concern to them as far as a living condition, but they do flourish well in all climates and terrains. Very versatile they are, indeed.<br /><br /><b>|Appearance|</b><br /><br />-This breed can come in any natural main body color, such as: dun, sorrel, bay, roan and the most commonly found gray. No unnatural base coat colors may be applied as a dominate feature, such as blue, red, green, etc. And nor may any other colors mix with their black tribal markings, they must always be solid black. Although their manes, tails and forelocks can have any natural or unnatural colors in them. As for the hooves, those must be always natural colors as well, so no glowing rainbows or anything like that. <br /><br />-Eyes are usually very expressive and have a lot of whites showing. Pupils are relatively small and somewhat shaped like a lima bean. Their colors are limitless, just about any color under the sun is possible for the eyes, all except rainbow or split colors for a single eye. They may however have two different colored eyes.<br /><br />-Their build can range from horse to horse, but is primarily tall and lanky in stature, deepened chest, and rather long and skinny legs. The jaws are very well defined, much like a well bred Quarter Horse. Their height is the most prominent factor above all else. They can stand anywhere from 15.3hh at smallest, to 19.0hh at tallest. The usual is around 16 to 18 hands.<br /><br />-Manes and tails can vary by age and by horse, but are primarily very long, and often the forelocks will cover their eyes. Tails sometimes drag the ground and will flow gracefully when in motion.<br /><br />-The most important thing about Timber Hoses are their distinctive black tribal type markings that are placed around their body. If a horse that claims to be a Timber does not have at least one black tribal marking, then it is NOT a Timber. The markings are usually found along the withers, back and on the legs in sharp stripes. The face is also a common place to find these markings, and they are usually quite vivid along the eyes. No two Timber markings are alike Their coats are based on rarity, elders will often have more defined and complex markings, while the younger horses will have few markings. Their makings will age every 10 years they live.<br /><br /><b>|Life Necklaces and Rituals|</b><br /><br />-The Life Necklaces are to be worn by ALL full blood Timber Horses, and are meant just as their name suggest, they are meant to keep these horses alive at all cost. Though this breed does indeed have a heart, you could safely assume that these necklaces are the actual heart to their existence. If at any given time the colored glowing sand that is inside the clear glass tubing should ever come out or the vial were to break, the holder of it would die immediately of something similar to a heart attack in humans. It is very painful and dreadful to watch. The holder of the necklace is said to die very slow and painful, even though they seem to die instantly, their minds go into another world during these last fatal moments.<br /><br />-They can be worn anywhere on the body but is primarily found around the neck. Other common places are around the tail, or tied on one of the upper limbs. But is safest around the neck or close to the ears, as to not risk being shattered by a kick during battle. Some horses will even have them tied in their manes where they are less visible.<br /><br />-They are not born with these necklaces on, so please take note of this. Once their Immortality peaks, they will undergo and partake in a very special and secretive ritual that only Timbers may join in. In doing so, they are granted one random colored Life Necklace. The colors reflect the personality of the horse and are chosen by the Timber gods in the spirit dominion. All horses of this breed that are in a herd and that has an imminent Immortal awaiting, must partake in the ritual, as it is very special to them. Somewhat like a final introduction to their band. Often told by elders, the horses will gather around a flame created by a herd healer, it will start off as a simple orange ember, then will ignite into several mythical colors until it fades to the color of the chosen necklace by the Timber gods. The surrounding horses will chant and dance to the sound of galloping hoof beats that are emitted from the heavens. Once the flame goes out, there will be the newly reborn Timber Horses Life Necklace lying in the burning ash, thus, they are born anew!<br /><br />-Lastly for the necklaces, the sand can be any color under the sun, but is never mixed. They must always be one solid color. <br /><br /><b>|Breeding/Foals|</b><br /><br />-They rarely will breed to non-Timber related horses, as they are very selective with their mating rituals. They find it disgraceful to mate to non-Timber horses. Once they have been bonded to their forever mate, they will not even so much as glance at the opposite gender in a romantic way ever again. They stay true to their mates by all means.<br /><br />-Foals are born usually in January. Their markings start off small, but as they get older and grow, so do their tribal type markings.<br /><br />-Mares prefer to be bred while laying down, and the actual ritual is almost poetic. First, the stallion will dance around his mare, performing somewhat of a dance with his front limbs, striking at the ground vigorously to attract the mare closer. He bows his head to her as she meets his gaze. Once the mare nods back to him, he will proceed in his act, coming closer to the mares body and gently grooming her withers and neck. If the mare is completely ready, she will tuck in her front legs and gently descend to the ground until her entire body is on the earth. He will then proceed in his role of placing his front legs on each side of her shoulders and hovering over her slightly. The act continues until the performance is complete. He will stay by his mare closely afterwards to ensure no other stallions of non-Timber blood come into contact with her. <br /><br /><b>|Abilities and Weakness|</b><br /><br />-Some Timber Horses are granted with certain abilities, such as healing and summoning powers, magic, fire as well as ice and other powers. These abilities are made possible through the Life sand in their necklaces. However, not every horse has this power ability, only select few are granted this privilege.<br /><br />-The one true thing that Timber Horses fear the most are Demonic Equines and or horses inflicted with vampirism. Though Immortal, they are less likely to survive an attack against one of the two opposers. Demon fangs can easily penetrate their Life Necklaces, as well as horses with vampirism. They are not ammune to poison from either beings.<br /><br />-If youve ever heard of a Timber Horse youve probably heard them being referred to as Soul Casters. They are known for losing their souls when in the Immortal transition. And the term Soul Caster is used to describe what they do with their souls, they merely cast them away. But in doing so, horses that choose to do this do indeed lose their souls and any loving memories they may have once held dear to them, but they potentially gain an ability like the healing power or magic. Though this may not always result in granted abilities, once a horse cast their soul away during the Immortal transition, there is a 50/50 chance the said horse will actually acquire an ability. Often looked down upon for trading their souls and happy memories for mere powers, by other normal equines, they refer to Timber Horses that choose to take up this offer as Soulless deserters. Which to a Timber Horse, is a very bad word.<br /><br /><b>|Timber Horse Natural Abilities|</b><br /><br />These abilities are granted to select few Timber Horses during their first several years of Immortality. Some will gladly embrace their newly acquired gifts, while others choose to conceal their capabilities and never harness their full potential. Each power has its own special functions and meanings, each ranking higher and more rare than others, although each individual power is still special all the while.<br /><br />Common abilities:<br /><br />-Fire/Inferno: The ability to harness and fully control flames and types of cinder. Primarily used in battle when its user has become fully enraged. Flames become stronger and larger when its wielder has fully released their mental pressure. They can start small fires by glancing at an object such as a bush or a fallen tree branch. Male users often show off this ability to attract mates by setting small piles of brush ablaze and instantly extinguishing it, leaving only smoke in its wake.<br /><br />-Water/Aqua: The ability to control water and raindrops. This ability is commonly used to deter ones enemy away from a certain area. Its user will primarily call upon this ability when near the water such as streams, beaches, or small puddles, even the slightest raindrop can become a weapon to its user. Rendering its victim impaired upon direct contact. This is more of a mental concept, the user must concentrate on a desired body of water until they can control its movement with their mind. It also works as a decent tool in transporting water from streams to small ponds for the young to drink from.<br /><br />-Earth/Nature: The ability to control the earths grounds such as trees, plants and soil. Each becoming a weapon of defense. Not often used for attacking, but more of a defending manner. A mere leaf can become as sharp as a blade, however, so do not underestimate this ability. Primarily the more reserved and peaceful horses will be granted this lovely ability. Horses of this ability will often cause the ground of their territory to crack and separate just to deter rivals herds from intruding. This is a very quiet ability, though. Also can grow patches of grass and flowers for nourishment.<br /><br />-Spark/Electricity: A very powerful, yet very difficult to control ability. The power of sparks, known for being very tricky but devastating to its victims. Though a common ability, few can master it for its complexity. Often failed for its lack of knowledge in users, and miscalculated strokes, it proves to be one of the most unreliable ability for common wielders. This is an ability best sought for more advanced masters. Often horses with this ability will create sparks to allure potential mates and also to deter enemies as a warning not to approach by zapping the ground or hooves of nearing foes. This ability is best exhibited during thunderstorms.<br /><br />Uncommon abilities:<br /><br />-Ice/Polar: This ability is very strong, but can only be used by more skilled wielders, it takes many long years to master it. The wielder of this ability must undergo major mental and physical changes before he or she is ready to harness its ability. The Ice ability gives its user the power to create devastating polar hazes that inflict internal damage on its victims. This ability also renders its victims unable to move once the icy mist touches their body. The arctic haze will emit from its users nostrils and mouth and will engulf the surrounding area until it creates a thick fog, unable to be seen through. A very devastating ability once mastered.<br /><br />-Smoke/Fog: The Smoke ability, not as violent as Fire or Spark, but does serve as a great deterrent against foes of its user. Much like the Ice ability, a thick black smog will emit from its wielders mouth and completely engulf the surrounding area, but unlike the Ice ability, Smoke users will completely seal off the airways of their victims, causing them to suffocate and die almost instantly. This ability does not go without consequences on its master, for each time this ability is used, Life sand will deplete from the wilders pendant until there is no more, consequently the user will become very ill and eventually disintegrate into nothingness. Black patches will start to form and become wider spread along the wielder's body, this is the poison taking hold of its user and slowly draining them of their life source.<br /><br />-Air/Wind: Wind users are usually very jovial and easy going. This ability grants its wielder the power to harness the wind and air streams, making it a viable ability. Users of this power can create strong enough currents to completely sweep their enemies off their balance, clear debris from treetops, and even create small tornados. This ability can become very useful during common task, but isnt used as a primary form of defense in battle.<br /><br />-Storm/Tempest: Storm users hold a very large amount of power in their hands, as they can inflict many of the other abilities into their own, such as hail equaling Ice, lightning countering Spark, and even Water users with rain. This is a very empowering ability but isnt very commonly found in users. Horses of this power often never use their ability because so many do not fully understand its depth and greatness. Often horses of lesser knowledge of this ability will create mere rain showers just to prove their ability to others, some never even bothering to create so much as a frail clap of thunder.<br /><br />Rare abilities:<br /><br />-Darkness/Shadow: Dark users are often as their ability states, very dark and mysterious. Little is known about this ability, but what is known is that there is no real damaging power to the actual ability. It is merely a mental aspect that will be played on its victim, as it creates sheer terror and panic of the unknown, dissolution and desolation of being alone, and the concept of all happy emotions and memories being stolen from your being. It will engulf you in darkness and purge you of your happiness and fond memories. You will feel as if there is no escape in the world, this is the power behind the Darkness ability.<br /><br />-Light/Radiance: This ability harness the light and the sun, a very interesting power to have. Horses with this ability are limited to their full supremacy due to cloud cover and actual rays of light being emitted from the sun. Their powers are null and void if there is no sunlight or if the weather has become rainy. Though stronger wielders can break sunlight through the clouds, but this takes many decades to master. The Light ability is used primarily as a helpful tool for daily activities and also as a deterrent by blinding the eyes of their foes during battle.<br /><br />-Hypnosis/Hypnotism: A very empowering ability, this one is very useful for the more devious horses. Often used by stallions to allure a potential mate, even if the mare is completely unwilling. This ability is very tricky to master, but once learned in full it becomes a very powerful weapon of choice. During battle against a rival, the user of this ability will cause confusion on its enemy long enough for he or she to make a critical blow against them, thus giving them the upper hand. Another advantage of this ability is the mental aspect the damage causes, the user of this ability can cause physical pain just by going off the brainwaves of its victim, they can also cause memory lapses or to cause ones terrible memories from their past to replay over and over again until it drives them insane. Truly a remarkable power to have.<br /><br />-Magic/Illusion: Much like that of the Hypnosis capability, the users of this skill can create illusions against their foes during battle or to friends as jokes, some even going as far as replicating an object or another creature to daunt or entertain their other. Beams of colored lights are often seen dancing around the hooves of their wielders as they move, much like that of fireflies. These rays of light are strands of magic cells that come alight when its host is excited, sexually aroused or angered by something. This ability is more for the entertainment of others, but can inflict damage as well, for instance, they can create firework like snappers that are thrown in the direction of their enemies and will make a loud popping sound that deters their foes, if made contact with their victims body it will burn and leave welts along the skin. Magic users can throw their voice to seem as if they are in a different direction, and can also make things disappear, but is limited to this power when they are newly learning it.<br /><br />-Poison/Toxin: A very rare and devastating ability. Users of this ability hold the ultimate weapon of destruction, due to the hazardous vapors they emit from their mouth and nose when angered or in fear. They use this ability to poison their enemies with a nearly incurable toxin that destroys its victims internal organs and causes the oxygen to be stripped from the lungs of the victims until they become unconscious and collapse and or rendered dead immediately. The only known remedy for the toxins in this poison are the abilities exhibited by only the highly experienced herd healers, but even with the most exceedingly sought after healers out there, there are still few that can fully cure these contaminants. It is a very cruel, slow and painful death if left untreated. This is a very powerful and commanding ability. Though it does not come without consequences, the user of this ability must lose 5% of their Life sand after each use, which in the end will cause the user to wither and die. <br /><br /><b>|Requirements and Rules/Info|</b><br /><br /><i> Sadly I have to put up rules for this breed, I truly wish I could allow everyone to have and create one of their own, but they were actually never meant for public use in the first place. I am truly honored that a lot of people like them enough to want one of their own, however. So truly I thank you for that notion. &lt;3</i><br /><br /><i>-As a first and foremost rule this is certainly <u>NOT</u> a free breed to use and create, that means just because this sheet is up does not mean just anyone can take, design, and or use my breed/info. You see, I have taken a great deal of time and effort into creating this breed for my own personal use and for my story series, which is why I do not wish to grant the use of it to the free public. If I let that happen, nine out of ten it would be recreated, copied and misused in ways I would really not approve of, so this way it just keeps things under control. Thanks for understanding, I truly appreciate it very much! ^^</i><br /><br /><i>-I have, over time, sold and actually given several away to really close friends, so these rules listed below would particularly pertain to those who have obtained them directly from me, so I ask that if you were given or purchased one that you please read the listed rules about them to help you better understand them. Thank you for your time in doing so! ^^<br /><br />-Let's see, no breeding, no breeding, and of course..NO BREEDING! Please do not plan on breeding it or using it for a stable game. They may NOT be bred at any given time. Sorry. Though you are more than welcome to allow them a mate, just no foals may be produced at any time. <br /><br />-There are only four types of genders: Mare, stallion, filly and colt. That means NO geldings! This breed should not be altered that way, as they are wild. ^^<br /><br />-Please do not allow humans or human like beings to ride/mount/befriend them, they are not tamable nor trainable to be ridden. Ever! And they are not to be kept in confinement, such as stalls, pastures, paddocks, arenas, fences, etc. No matter how many acres it has or how "lovely" it may be, they are WILD and do not like humans nor being kept as a common horse or pasture ornaments.<br /><br />-Please do not add unicorn horns, wings, hip or shoulder designs like toy ponies, unnatural base colors, or unicorn tails or hooves. Though any accessories are permitted, so you can do as you please with those.<br /><br />-You may not choose the color of your horses Life Necklace, but you can however design how you want its pendant or tube/vial to look like. I will grant a sand color to you once you have obtained a Timber Horse from me directly and then you can go about it however you please. ^^<br /><br />-Ponies and drafts are cute and all, but please dont use their body type to create a Timber Horse, try to best stick with how they look in the ref sheet, please. However, you are more than welcomed to give your new Timber Horse fetlock hair or a beard, but no stubby legs, or large draft like heads or bodies. ~Thank you!<br /><br />-If at ANY time you find you no longer want your Timber Horse, PLEASE make sure you return it to me and me alone. That means, no re-adopting it out, or selling it for points/money/etc. All in all, they should be returned to me if you don't want it anymore. I would really appreciate it. ^^<br /><br />-And PLEASE do not make your Timber Horse solid black, as you would not be able to see it is a Timber Horse at all. Their markings must be visible. <br /><br />-If at any time you have any questions please feel free to send me a note, as I am very friendly and will be more than happy to answer your questions. ^^<br /><br />-And lastly, <u><b>please don't beg me over and over for one.</b></u> I wish I could let everyone have one of their own, but to keep them unique, only a select few will potentially receive one granted through special means strictly by my gifting, auctions or adoptables that are created by me only. </i><br />---------------------------<br />|Tools of the trade|<br /><br />-Photoshop elements 6<br />-Mouse<br />-About 10 hours (Spread through several days)<br />-20+ layers<br /><br />Please no critiques. I am already doing the best I can for what I am capable of.<br />-Thank you! ^^<br />----------------------------<br />Okura, Akeno, Detsu, Timber Horse Breed, Image and Artwork (c) *<a class="u" href="http://black-heart-always.deviantart.com">Black-Heart-Always</a><br />Do not use without my written consent.<br />-Thanks.<br /><br /><b>And again this is NOT a free breed, so please do not use without my consent.</b> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2012/072/0/7/07a4d29fb1b9ecb69f421239ed385a01-d330t3u.jpg" height="150" width="108"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2012/072/0/7/07a4d29fb1b9ecb69f421239ed385a01-d330t3u.jpg" height="416" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/f/2012/072/0/7/07a4d29fb1b9ecb69f421239ed385a01-d330t3u.jpg" height="1053" width="759" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ It's been <u>AGES</u> since I even created this breed, so I figured it was time to update and even upload a new breed sheet for them. Gosh, I've had them for over 7 years now, you'd think I would have done it sooner. ^^' I'm sure they all feel so neglected. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle"/> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz"/><br /><br />I know they are nothing special, great, grand or otherwise, but I really do like them, and they really mean something to me. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww"/><br />------------------------------------------<br /><b>|Origin and History|</b><br /><br />|History|<br />It seemed almost eons ago in the vast lands of Los Lobos, existed a small herd of near ancient and extraordinary horses. Thus, they were crowned The Great Timbers of the Forest, due to their ability and stable nature to thrive in the infinite woods that so many others could not survive in. As time went on and the years progressed, the Great Timbers slowly faded in numbers and were almost extinct at one time. It finally came down to three of their breed, a young white mare, her older best friend who joined their herd and her only family she had left, her older brother, who had led their herd for many decades. <br /><br />The white mare's brother was named Alasar, he was a magnificent dapple gray stallion with clear lake blue eyes that danced in the radiant sunlight from the mornings their wondrous world provided them each day. Though old in years, the Great Timbers always had an advantage over the ascending new breeds of horses that came upon their lands, for they were Immortal. While the new breeds were born slowly throughout time, they died quicker in their peril lives. The Great Timbers just sat back and watched as the time slowly devoured the lives of these newly found breeds. Helpless and almost careless they all seemed to turn a blind eye to the newly presenting disaster that was upon their world's life source. <br /><br />Unsuccessful through selective breeding on Alasars part, his sister and her friend both turned against him and chose to live their separate ways with the new breeds and herds. Alasar was left all alone and nowhere left to go, nothing left to lead. He was near dying one day, as his necklace was cracked and slowly leaking Life sand, when one of his own kind stumbled across him. She was a beautiful mare to him. Her name was Atila, she was the most gorgeous blue roan mare Alasar had ever seen. Her mane flowed like the clouds, her eyes sparkled with joy, even her sweet expression brought poor Alasar some point of hope. Once Alasar began to learn more about Atila, he soon found himself falling deeply in love with her, not long after she chose him to become her lead stallion, she became pregnant by Alasar. She was lucky enough to have twins, which is what saved their breed from extinction. However, a few days after breeding with Atila, his sand did indeed run out and he regressed into nothingness. He was never able to see the young whom he brought life to.<br />Though Alasar and Atila are not still with us here in this world of today, they certainly did provide Los Lobos with a very special and rare gift, the Timber Horses of today. <br /><br />|Primary Origin|<br />This breed were said to have originated from a mythical tribal equine being who claimed to have been granted eternal life and was possessed by tribal gods from the skies. All of the other creatures and equines alike learned to fear him, so he was isolated by all in his lonely existence. However, one day he grew weary of residing alone and being viewed as an evil creature, so he used what abilities he had left and passed down his own life source just to create something better for the world of Los Lobos. In doing so he regressed away and faded into ash as the tiny fibers of his cells generated into a breed now known as Timber Horses.<br /><br />The great Timber originator was known by the name dubbed by his foes as Akeno. He was a tall and very boney creature, his fetlocks sported long hair as did his beard. His mane was far longer than most horses, and his tail drug the ground at times. Akenos coat was very dull and lacked any shine. He seemed very sickly, as his eyes never glimmered and his expression was always grim. Truly a shame something considered so horrid could create something so glorious as a new breed for the world of Los Lobos.<br /><br /><b>|Basic info|</b><br /><br />-Overall, Timbers are hot tempered, overprotective, territorial, and very dominate over just about anything that can be claimed. They do have a very kind and caring heart towards their mates and offspring, not to mention close bound herd mates. Stallions take their roles as leaders, and mares as herd members very seriously and dont tend to often break the rules bound by those who rank higher than they.<br /><br />-This is a very noble breed and they live for honor and respect. Those who choose to breach those laws are sentenced to exile from whichever herd they may reside in. Timbers are almost like an old fashion breed, seeing as they live much like how they did in the olden days where great respect was required for those worthy of it. Often seen in close-bound herds, passing members will bow their heads respectfully to their leaders, and passing members will simply nod their heads reverentially to one another. Foals are raised to completely bow down to all higher ranks than themselves. And lastly for respect, battling stallions of this breed will always bow to each other before engaging in combat, even in just simple sparring matches.<br /><br />- A single Timber Horse of either gender will have slightly more power and strength than a total of four draft horses combined, but are limited to this strength when they are younger or have yet to reach the Immortality peak. When fully unleashed, a male Timber Horse can fight against or fend off an attack from a full ambush by a rival herd of a normal non-Timber bred horses.<br /><br />-The breed is Immortal, meaning they can potentially live forever. However, they are <u>not</u> invincible, nor are they perfect by any means. They do bleed, they do suffer pain, and can also break bones just like any normal horse. Although unlike normal horses, this breed can heal themselves in a matter of just hours, oppose to several days to weeks, and yes even months like on normal equine injuries. This healing feature is possible and is granted thanks to their Life Necklaces that must be worn by ALL full blood Timber Horses at ALL times.<br /><br />-This breed can reach speeds of up to 60 MPH in a single sprint and can keep excelling with each passing stride until they are up to their limit, as they are built for endurance. This is not the fastest breed in the world, but the fastest in Los Lobos. They usually have around a 32 MPH trot, so you can image what their gallops are like. However, they are very agile and full of grace. The movement of a Timber Horse constantly resembles poise and elegance with a striking appeal.<br /><br />-Lastly for the basics, this breed prefers the summer months over all others. They seem to thrive in the scorching heat. Beaches and deserts would be of no concern to them as far as a living condition, but they do flourish well in all climates and terrains. Very versatile they are, indeed.<br /><br /><b>|Appearance|</b><br /><br />-This breed can come in any natural main body color, such as: dun, sorrel, bay, roan and the most commonly found gray. No unnatural base coat colors may be applied as a dominate feature, such as blue, red, green, etc. And nor may any other colors mix with their black tribal markings, they must always be solid black. Although their manes, tails and forelocks can have any natural or unnatural colors in them. As for the hooves, those must be always natural colors as well, so no glowing rainbows or anything like that. <br /><br />-Eyes are usually very expressive and have a lot of whites showing. Pupils are relatively small and somewhat shaped like a lima bean. Their colors are limitless, just about any color under the sun is possible for the eyes, all except rainbow or split colors for a single eye. They may however have two different colored eyes.<br /><br />-Their build can range from horse to horse, but is primarily tall and lanky in stature, deepened chest, and rather long and skinny legs. The jaws are very well defined, much like a well bred Quarter Horse. Their height is the most prominent factor above all else. They can stand anywhere from 15.3hh at smallest, to 19.0hh at tallest. The usual is around 16 to 18 hands.<br /><br />-Manes and tails can vary by age and by horse, but are primarily very long, and often the forelocks will cover their eyes. Tails sometimes drag the ground and will flow gracefully when in motion.<br /><br />-The most important thing about Timber Hoses are their distinctive black tribal type markings that are placed around their body. If a horse that claims to be a Timber does not have at least one black tribal marking, then it is NOT a Timber. The markings are usually found along the withers, back and on the legs in sharp stripes. The face is also a common place to find these markings, and they are usually quite vivid along the eyes. No two Timber markings are alike Their coats are based on rarity, elders will often have more defined and complex markings, while the younger horses will have few markings. Their makings will age every 10 years they live.<br /><br /><b>|Life Necklaces and Rituals|</b><br /><br />-The Life Necklaces are to be worn by ALL full blood Timber Horses, and are meant just as their name suggest, they are meant to keep these horses alive at all cost. Though this breed does indeed have a heart, you could safely assume that these necklaces are the actual heart to their existence. If at any given time the colored glowing sand that is inside the clear glass tubing should ever come out or the vial were to break, the holder of it would die immediately of something similar to a heart attack in humans. It is very painful and dreadful to watch. The holder of the necklace is said to die very slow and painful, even though they seem to die instantly, their minds go into another world during these last fatal moments.<br /><br />-They can be worn anywhere on the body but is primarily found around the neck. Other common places are around the tail, or tied on one of the upper limbs. But is safest around the neck or close to the ears, as to not risk being shattered by a kick during battle. Some horses will even have them tied in their manes where they are less visible.<br /><br />-They are not born with these necklaces on, so please take note of this. Once their Immortality peaks, they will undergo and partake in a very special and secretive ritual that only Timbers may join in. In doing so, they are granted one random colored Life Necklace. The colors reflect the personality of the horse and are chosen by the Timber gods in the spirit dominion. All horses of this breed that are in a herd and that has an imminent Immortal awaiting, must partake in the ritual, as it is very special to them. Somewhat like a final introduction to their band. Often told by elders, the horses will gather around a flame created by a herd healer, it will start off as a simple orange ember, then will ignite into several mythical colors until it fades to the color of the chosen necklace by the Timber gods. The surrounding horses will chant and dance to the sound of galloping hoof beats that are emitted from the heavens. Once the flame goes out, there will be the newly reborn Timber Horses Life Necklace lying in the burning ash, thus, they are born anew!<br /><br />-Lastly for the necklaces, the sand can be any color under the sun, but is never mixed. They must always be one solid color. <br /><br /><b>|Breeding/Foals|</b><br /><br />-They rarely will breed to non-Timber related horses, as they are very selective with their mating rituals. They find it disgraceful to mate to non-Timber horses. Once they have been bonded to their forever mate, they will not even so much as glance at the opposite gender in a romantic way ever again. They stay true to their mates by all means.<br /><br />-Foals are born usually in January. Their markings start off small, but as they get older and grow, so do their tribal type markings.<br /><br />-Mares prefer to be bred while laying down, and the actual ritual is almost poetic. First, the stallion will dance around his mare, performing somewhat of a dance with his front limbs, striking at the ground vigorously to attract the mare closer. He bows his head to her as she meets his gaze. Once the mare nods back to him, he will proceed in his act, coming closer to the mares body and gently grooming her withers and neck. If the mare is completely ready, she will tuck in her front legs and gently descend to the ground until her entire body is on the earth. He will then proceed in his role of placing his front legs on each side of her shoulders and hovering over her slightly. The act continues until the performance is complete. He will stay by his mare closely afterwards to ensure no other stallions of non-Timber blood come into contact with her. <br /><br /><b>|Abilities and Weakness|</b><br /><br />-Some Timber Horses are granted with certain abilities, such as healing and summoning powers, magic, fire as well as ice and other powers. These abilities are made possible through the Life sand in their necklaces. However, not every horse has this power ability, only select few are granted this privilege.<br /><br />-The one true thing that Timber Horses fear the most are Demonic Equines and or horses inflicted with vampirism. Though Immortal, they are less likely to survive an attack against one of the two opposers. Demon fangs can easily penetrate their Life Necklaces, as well as horses with vampirism. They are not ammune to poison from either beings.<br /><br />-If youve ever heard of a Timber Horse youve probably heard them being referred to as Soul Casters. They are known for losing their souls when in the Immortal transition. And the term Soul Caster is used to describe what they do with their souls, they merely cast them away. But in doing so, horses that choose to do this do indeed lose their souls and any loving memories they may have once held dear to them, but they potentially gain an ability like the healing power or magic. Though this may not always result in granted abilities, once a horse cast their soul away during the Immortal transition, there is a 50/50 chance the said horse will actually acquire an ability. Often looked down upon for trading their souls and happy memories for mere powers, by other normal equines, they refer to Timber Horses that choose to take up this offer as Soulless deserters. Which to a Timber Horse, is a very bad word.<br /><br /><b>|Timber Horse Natural Abilities|</b><br /><br />These abilities are granted to select few Timber Horses during their first several years of Immortality. Some will gladly embrace their newly acquired gifts, while others choose to conceal their capabilities and never harness their full potential. Each power has its own special functions and meanings, each ranking higher and more rare than others, although each individual power is still special all the while.<br /><br />Common abilities:<br /><br />-Fire/Inferno: The ability to harness and fully control flames and types of cinder. Primarily used in battle when its user has become fully enraged. Flames become stronger and larger when its wielder has fully released their mental pressure. They can start small fires by glancing at an object such as a bush or a fallen tree branch. Male users often show off this ability to attract mates by setting small piles of brush ablaze and instantly extinguishing it, leaving only smoke in its wake.<br /><br />-Water/Aqua: The ability to control water and raindrops. This ability is commonly used to deter ones enemy away from a certain area. Its user will primarily call upon this ability when near the water such as streams, beaches, or small puddles, even the slightest raindrop can become a weapon to its user. Rendering its victim impaired upon direct contact. This is more of a mental concept, the user must concentrate on a desired body of water until they can control its movement with their mind. It also works as a decent tool in transporting water from streams to small ponds for the young to drink from.<br /><br />-Earth/Nature: The ability to control the earths grounds such as trees, plants and soil. Each becoming a weapon of defense. Not often used for attacking, but more of a defending manner. A mere leaf can become as sharp as a blade, however, so do not underestimate this ability. Primarily the more reserved and peaceful horses will be granted this lovely ability. Horses of this ability will often cause the ground of their territory to crack and separate just to deter rivals herds from intruding. This is a very quiet ability, though. Also can grow patches of grass and flowers for nourishment.<br /><br />-Spark/Electricity: A very powerful, yet very difficult to control ability. The power of sparks, known for being very tricky but devastating to its victims. Though a common ability, few can master it for its complexity. Often failed for its lack of knowledge in users, and miscalculated strokes, it proves to be one of the most unreliable ability for common wielders. This is an ability best sought for more advanced masters. Often horses with this ability will create sparks to allure potential mates and also to deter enemies as a warning not to approach by zapping the ground or hooves of nearing foes. This ability is best exhibited during thunderstorms.<br /><br />Uncommon abilities:<br /><br />-Ice/Polar: This ability is very strong, but can only be used by more skilled wielders, it takes many long years to master it. The wielder of this ability must undergo major mental and physical changes before he or she is ready to harness its ability. The Ice ability gives its user the power to create devastating polar hazes that inflict internal damage on its victims. This ability also renders its victims unable to move once the icy mist touches their body. The arctic haze will emit from its users nostrils and mouth and will engulf the surrounding area until it creates a thick fog, unable to be seen through. A very devastating ability once mastered.<br /><br />-Smoke/Fog: The Smoke ability, not as violent as Fire or Spark, but does serve as a great deterrent against foes of its user. Much like the Ice ability, a thick black smog will emit from its wielders mouth and completely engulf the surrounding area, but unlike the Ice ability, Smoke users will completely seal off the airways of their victims, causing them to suffocate and die almost instantly. This ability does not go without consequences on its master, for each time this ability is used, Life sand will deplete from the wilders pendant until there is no more, consequently the user will become very ill and eventually disintegrate into nothingness. Black patches will start to form and become wider spread along the wielder's body, this is the poison taking hold of its user and slowly draining them of their life source.<br /><br />-Air/Wind: Wind users are usually very jovial and easy going. This ability grants its wielder the power to harness the wind and air streams, making it a viable ability. Users of this power can create strong enough currents to completely sweep their enemies off their balance, clear debris from treetops, and even create small tornados. This ability can become very useful during common task, but isnt used as a primary form of defense in battle.<br /><br />-Storm/Tempest: Storm users hold a very large amount of power in their hands, as they can inflict many of the other abilities into their own, such as hail equaling Ice, lightning countering Spark, and even Water users with rain. This is a very empowering ability but isnt very commonly found in users. Horses of this power often never use their ability because so many do not fully understand its depth and greatness. Often horses of lesser knowledge of this ability will create mere rain showers just to prove their ability to others, some never even bothering to create so much as a frail clap of thunder.<br /><br />Rare abilities:<br /><br />-Darkness/Shadow: Dark users are often as their ability states, very dark and mysterious. Little is known about this ability, but what is known is that there is no real damaging power to the actual ability. It is merely a mental aspect that will be played on its victim, as it creates sheer terror and panic of the unknown, dissolution and desolation of being alone, and the concept of all happy emotions and memories being stolen from your being. It will engulf you in darkness and purge you of your happiness and fond memories. You will feel as if there is no escape in the world, this is the power behind the Darkness ability.<br /><br />-Light/Radiance: This ability harness the light and the sun, a very interesting power to have. Horses with this ability are limited to their full supremacy due to cloud cover and actual rays of light being emitted from the sun. Their powers are null and void if there is no sunlight or if the weather has become rainy. Though stronger wielders can break sunlight through the clouds, but this takes many decades to master. The Light ability is used primarily as a helpful tool for daily activities and also as a deterrent by blinding the eyes of their foes during battle.<br /><br />-Hypnosis/Hypnotism: A very empowering ability, this one is very useful for the more devious horses. Often used by stallions to allure a potential mate, even if the mare is completely unwilling. This ability is very tricky to master, but once learned in full it becomes a very powerful weapon of choice. During battle against a rival, the user of this ability will cause confusion on its enemy long enough for he or she to make a critical blow against them, thus giving them the upper hand. Another advantage of this ability is the mental aspect the damage causes, the user of this ability can cause physical pain just by going off the brainwaves of its victim, they can also cause memory lapses or to cause ones terrible memories from their past to replay over and over again until it drives them insane. Truly a remarkable power to have.<br /><br />-Magic/Illusion: Much like that of the Hypnosis capability, the users of this skill can create illusions against their foes during battle or to friends as jokes, some even going as far as replicating an object or another creature to daunt or entertain their other. Beams of colored lights are often seen dancing around the hooves of their wielders as they move, much like that of fireflies. These rays of light are strands of magic cells that come alight when its host is excited, sexually aroused or angered by something. This ability is more for the entertainment of others, but can inflict damage as well, for instance, they can create firework like snappers that are thrown in the direction of their enemies and will make a loud popping sound that deters their foes, if made contact with their victims body it will burn and leave welts along the skin. Magic users can throw their voice to seem as if they are in a different direction, and can also make things disappear, but is limited to this power when they are newly learning it.<br /><br />-Poison/Toxin: A very rare and devastating ability. Users of this ability hold the ultimate weapon of destruction, due to the hazardous vapors they emit from their mouth and nose when angered or in fear. They use this ability to poison their enemies with a nearly incurable toxin that destroys its victims internal organs and causes the oxygen to be stripped from the lungs of the victims until they become unconscious and collapse and or rendered dead immediately. The only known remedy for the toxins in this poison are the abilities exhibited by only the highly experienced herd healers, but even with the most exceedingly sought after healers out there, there are still few that can fully cure these contaminants. It is a very cruel, slow and painful death if left untreated. This is a very powerful and commanding ability. Though it does not come without consequences, the user of this ability must lose 5% of their Life sand after each use, which in the end will cause the user to wither and die. <br /><br /><b>|Requirements and Rules/Info|</b><br /><br /><i> Sadly I have to put up rules for this breed, I truly wish I could allow everyone to have and create one of their own, but they were actually never meant for public use in the first place. I am truly honored that a lot of people like them enough to want one of their own, however. So truly I thank you for that notion. &lt;3</i><br /><br /><i>-As a first and foremost rule this is certainly <u>NOT</u> a free breed to use and create, that means just because this sheet is up does not mean just anyone can take, design, and or use my breed/info. You see, I have taken a great deal of time and effort into creating this breed for my own personal use and for my story series, which is why I do not wish to grant the use of it to the free public. If I let that happen, nine out of ten it would be recreated, copied and misused in ways I would really not approve of, so this way it just keeps things under control. Thanks for understanding, I truly appreciate it very much! ^^</i><br /><br /><i>-I have, over time, sold and actually given several away to really close friends, so these rules listed below would particularly pertain to those who have obtained them directly from me, so I ask that if you were given or purchased one that you please read the listed rules about them to help you better understand them. Thank you for your time in doing so! ^^<br /><br />-Let's see, no breeding, no breeding, and of course..NO BREEDING! Please do not plan on breeding it or using it for a stable game. They may NOT be bred at any given time. Sorry. Though you are more than welcome to allow them a mate, just no foals may be produced at any time. <br /><br />-There are only four types of genders: Mare, stallion, filly and colt. That means NO geldings! This breed should not be altered that way, as they are wild. ^^<br /><br />-Please do not allow humans or human like beings to ride/mount/befriend them, they are not tamable nor trainable to be ridden. Ever! And they are not to be kept in confinement, such as stalls, pastures, paddocks, arenas, fences, etc. No matter how many acres it has or how "lovely" it may be, they are WILD and do not like humans nor being kept as a common horse or pasture ornaments.<br /><br />-Please do not add unicorn horns, wings, hip or shoulder designs like toy ponies, unnatural base colors, or unicorn tails or hooves. Though any accessories are permitted, so you can do as you please with those.<br /><br />-You may not choose the color of your horses Life Necklace, but you can however design how you want its pendant or tube/vial to look like. I will grant a sand color to you once you have obtained a Timber Horse from me directly and then you can go about it however you please. ^^<br /><br />-Ponies and drafts are cute and all, but please dont use their body type to create a Timber Horse, try to best stick with how they look in the ref sheet, please. However, you are more than welcomed to give your new Timber Horse fetlock hair or a beard, but no stubby legs, or large draft like heads or bodies. ~Thank you!<br /><br />-If at ANY time you find you no longer want your Timber Horse, PLEASE make sure you return it to me and me alone. That means, no re-adopting it out, or selling it for points/money/etc. All in all, they should be returned to me if you don't want it anymore. I would really appreciate it. ^^<br /><br />-And PLEASE do not make your Timber Horse solid black, as you would not be able to see it is a Timber Horse at all. Their markings must be visible. <br /><br />-If at any time you have any questions please feel free to send me a note, as I am very friendly and will be more than happy to answer your questions. ^^<br /><br />-And lastly, <u><b>please don't beg me over and over for one.</b></u> I wish I could let everyone have one of their own, but to keep them unique, only a select few will potentially receive one granted through special means strictly by my gifting, auctions or adoptables that are created by me only. </i><br />---------------------------<br />|Tools of the trade|<br /><br />-Photoshop elements 6<br />-Mouse<br />-About 10 hours (Spread through several days)<br />-20+ layers<br /><br />Please no critiques. I am already doing the best I can for what I am capable of.<br />-Thank you! ^^<br />----------------------------<br />Okura, Akeno, Detsu, Timber Horse Breed, Image and Artwork (c) *<a class="u" href="http://black-heart-always.deviantart.com">Black-Heart-Always</a><br />Do not use without my written consent.<br />-Thanks.<br /><br /><b>And again this is NOT a free breed, so please do not use without my consent.</b><br /><div><img src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2012/072/0/7/07a4d29fb1b9ecb69f421239ed385a01-d330t3u.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Horse Rider</title>
                <link>http://missunderztood.deviantart.com/art/Horse-Rider-275942003</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2011 12:19:35 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Horse Rider</media:title>
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                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is my friend Andreia, I've known her for 6 years. <br />From time to time, I join her and we horse ride for a good while and do some catching up. It's quite relaxing to be in the presence of such majestically beautiful animals.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />____________________________________________________<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/p/pc2.gif" width="37" height="22" alt=":pc:" title="Personal Computer"/><b>Liked my picture? Like my <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.facebook.com/pages/Lu%C3%ADsa-Palminha/117121401736789">NEW Facebook page</a>! Thank you! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/squee.gif" width="37" height="25" alt=":squee:" title=":squee:"/><br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://donotuseplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/o/donotuseplz.gif?2" alt=":icondonotuseplz:" title="DoNotUsePlz"/></a><a target="_self" href="http://myartplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/y/myartplz.gif?2" alt=":iconmyartplz:" title="MyArtPlz"/></a></b> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/360/9/7/horse_rider_by_missunderztood-d4kae7n.png" height="100" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/360/9/7/horse_rider_by_missunderztood-d4kae7n.png" height="200" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/360/9/7/horse_rider_by_missunderztood-d4kae7n.png" height="533" width="800" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is my friend Andreia, I've known her for 6 years. <br />From time to time, I join her and we horse ride for a good while and do some catching up. It's quite relaxing to be in the presence of such majestically beautiful animals.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />____________________________________________________<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/p/pc2.gif" width="37" height="22" alt=":pc:" title="Personal Computer"/><b>Liked my picture? Like my <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.facebook.com/pages/Lu%C3%ADsa-Palminha/117121401736789">NEW Facebook page</a>! Thank you! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/squee.gif" width="37" height="25" alt=":squee:" title=":squee:"/><br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://donotuseplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/o/donotuseplz.gif?2" alt=":icondonotuseplz:" title="DoNotUsePlz"/></a><a target="_self" href="http://myartplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/y/myartplz.gif?2" alt=":iconmyartplz:" title="MyArtPlz"/></a></b><br /><div><img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/360/9/7/horse_rider_by_missunderztood-d4kae7n.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Join The Race NO SPACES</title>
                <link>http://burntcentury.deviantart.com/art/Join-The-Race-NO-SPACES-208417847</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 03:51:44 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Join The Race NO SPACES</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://burntcentury.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~BurntCentury</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <h1>JOIN THE RACE !!</h1><br />Just some training out on the local racetrack ! Press download to get the PSD version. (Layers are locked and ready to color!) <br /><br />Here are the positions!<br /><br />1) ~<a class="u" href="http://imke14.deviantart.com/">imke14</a> with }<br />2) *<a class="u" href="http://hiddenmeadowfarms.deviantart.com/">hiddenmeadowfarms</a> with } Classy Dancing<br />3) *<a class="u" href="http://lilydale-stables.deviantart.com/">LilyDale-Stables</a> with } Beat Me Up Scotty<br />4) ~<a class="u" href="http://schn3e.deviantart.com/">Schn3e</a> with } <br />5) ~<a class="u" href="http://sts-chick.deviantart.com/">STS-Chick</a> with } The Tide Begins To Rise<br /><br />Color any random one! Upload your picture as a PNG. link me back. DO NOT COLOR IN A BG. i am making one. So just color your horse and rider in, and upload your picture. COMMENT !!<br /><br />And once everyone has gotten their picture done. I will the background. After that, I will use the random generator to see which horse has won, and I will do gift art, in the order the horses have won (1st goes first, 5th goes 5th) Do not forget to link me to your image! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)"/><br /><br /><sup>Refs: Google<br />Tide &amp; Noah: Me</sup> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/131/0/4/join_the_race__4_spaces__by_sts_chick-d3g348n.png" height="1389" width="2500"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <h1>JOIN THE RACE !!</h1><br />Just some training out on the local racetrack ! Press download to get the PSD version. (Layers are locked and ready to color!) <br /><br />Here are the positions!<br /><br />1) ~<a class="u" href="http://imke14.deviantart.com/">imke14</a> with }<br />2) *<a class="u" href="http://hiddenmeadowfarms.deviantart.com/">hiddenmeadowfarms</a> with } Classy Dancing<br />3) *<a class="u" href="http://lilydale-stables.deviantart.com/">LilyDale-Stables</a> with } Beat Me Up Scotty<br />4) ~<a class="u" href="http://schn3e.deviantart.com/">Schn3e</a> with } <br />5) ~<a class="u" href="http://sts-chick.deviantart.com/">STS-Chick</a> with } The Tide Begins To Rise<br /><br />Color any random one! Upload your picture as a PNG. link me back. DO NOT COLOR IN A BG. i am making one. So just color your horse and rider in, and upload your picture. COMMENT !!<br /><br />And once everyone has gotten their picture done. I will the background. After that, I will use the random generator to see which horse has won, and I will do gift art, in the order the horses have won (1st goes first, 5th goes 5th) Do not forget to link me to your image! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)"/><br /><br /><sup>Refs: Google<br />Tide &amp; Noah: Me</sup><br /><div><img src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/131/0/4/join_the_race__4_spaces__by_sts_chick-d3g348n.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The Flexivel Horse</title>
                <link>http://vox-morda.deviantart.com/art/The-Flexivel-Horse-284251549</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 04:55:42 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The Flexivel Horse</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Vox-Morda</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://vox-morda.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 *Vox-Morda</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <h3>Free To Create!<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/> IMPORTANT: Any horses made under this breed name and specification MUST be registered with #<a class="u" href="http://goblindale-breeds.deviantart.com">Goblindale-Breeds</a> to be considered genuine. It's quick and easy, just join as a member and submit an up to date reference to the correct folder. Thankyou!</h3><br /><br />Recently, I was pleasantly suprised to recieve responsibility of the Flexivel horse breed, created by ~<a class="u" href="http://eclipsedwolf-stables.deviantart.com">Eclipsedwolf-Stables</a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart"/><br /><br />I really do love this breed, they are so charming! So I decided to do a breed sheet for them with all the original info.<br /><br />This breed is free to create, except for Unicorn and Pegasus versions. If you want a uni/peg version you may ask for an import <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />Info and ref for the jumping diagram by ~<a class="u" href="http://eclipsedwolf-stables.deviantart.com">Eclipsedwolf-Stables</a><br /><br />Download for full size. Spread the word about this lovely breed!<br /><br /><span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="282130180" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://vox-morda.deviantart.com/art/Glowin-282130180" title="Glowin' by *Vox-Morda, Jan 29, 2012 in Digital Art &gt; Drawings &gt; Animals" data-super-img="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/029/a/b/glowin___by_vox_morda-d4nz11g.png" data-super-width="900" data-super-height="630" data-super-transparent="true"><i></i><img width="150" height="105" src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/029/a/b/glowin___by_vox_morda-d4nz11g.png" data-src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/029/a/b/glowin___by_vox_morda-d4nz11g.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br /><br />--<br />Breed (c) ~<a class="u" href="http://eclipsedwolf-stables.deviantart.com">Eclipsedwolf-Stables</a> &amp; maintained/managed by *<a class="u" href="http://vox-morda.deviantart.com">Vox-Morda</a> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/041/8/7/the_flexivel_horse_by_vox_morda-d4p8hwd.png" height="94" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2012/041/8/7/the_flexivel_horse_by_vox_morda-d4p8hwd.png" height="188" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/041/8/7/the_flexivel_horse_by_vox_morda-d4p8hwd.png" height="563" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <h3>Free To Create!<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/> IMPORTANT: Any horses made under this breed name and specification MUST be registered with #<a class="u" href="http://goblindale-breeds.deviantart.com">Goblindale-Breeds</a> to be considered genuine. It's quick and easy, just join as a member and submit an up to date reference to the correct folder. Thankyou!</h3><br /><br />Recently, I was pleasantly suprised to recieve responsibility of the Flexivel horse breed, created by ~<a class="u" href="http://eclipsedwolf-stables.deviantart.com">Eclipsedwolf-Stables</a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart"/><br /><br />I really do love this breed, they are so charming! So I decided to do a breed sheet for them with all the original info.<br /><br />This breed is free to create, except for Unicorn and Pegasus versions. If you want a uni/peg version you may ask for an import <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />Info and ref for the jumping diagram by ~<a class="u" href="http://eclipsedwolf-stables.deviantart.com">Eclipsedwolf-Stables</a><br /><br />Download for full size. Spread the word about this lovely breed!<br /><br /><span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="282130180" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://vox-morda.deviantart.com/art/Glowin-282130180" title="Glowin' by *Vox-Morda, Jan 29, 2012 in Digital Art &gt; Drawings &gt; Animals" data-super-img="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/029/a/b/glowin___by_vox_morda-d4nz11g.png" data-super-width="900" data-super-height="630" data-super-transparent="true"><i></i><img width="150" height="105" src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/029/a/b/glowin___by_vox_morda-d4nz11g.png" data-src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/029/a/b/glowin___by_vox_morda-d4nz11g.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br /><br />--<br />Breed (c) ~<a class="u" href="http://eclipsedwolf-stables.deviantart.com">Eclipsedwolf-Stables</a> &amp; maintained/managed by *<a class="u" href="http://vox-morda.deviantart.com">Vox-Morda</a><br /><div><img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2012/041/8/7/the_flexivel_horse_by_vox_morda-d4p8hwd.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Rocking Horse of DOOOOOOOOOOM</title>
                <link>http://dischordiasnightmare.deviantart.com/art/Rocking-Horse-of-DOOOOOOOOOOM-183307228</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://dischordiasnightmare.deviantart.com/art/Rocking-Horse-of-DOOOOOOOOOOM-183307228</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Oct 2010 08:21:14 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Rocking Horse of DOOOOOOOOOOM</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Other">artisan/other</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">dischordiasnightmare</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/i/dischordiasnightmare.jpg</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://dischordiasnightmare.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~dischordiasnightmare</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is my Rocking Horse of DOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!<br /><br /><span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow" style="background-image:url(http://sh.deviantart.net/shadow/x/150/135/logo3.png);"><a super_img="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/293/b/b/rocking_horse_of_dooooooooom_2_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314w5a.jpg" super_w="900" super_h="812" super_catid="" href="http://dischordiasnightmare.deviantart.com/art/Rocking-Horse-of-DOOOOOOOOOM-2-183306430?q=&amp;qo=" title="Rocking Horse of DOOOOOOOOOM 2 by =dischordiasnightmare, Oct 21, 2010 in&nbsp;Artisan&nbsp;Crafts&nbsp;>&nbsp;Miscellaneous"><i></i><img width="150" height="135" src=http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2010/293/b/b/rocking_horse_of_dooooooooom_2_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314w5a.jpg></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow" style="background-image:url(http://sh.deviantart.net/shadow/x/137/150/logo3.png);"><a class=" hasprint" super_img="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/293/4/6/rocking_horse_of_doooooom_3_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314vz7.jpg" super_w="900" super_h="988" super_catid="" href="http://dischordiasnightmare.deviantart.com/art/Rocking-Horse-of-DOOOOOOM-3-183306211?q=&amp;qo=" title="Rocking Horse of DOOOOOOM 3 by =dischordiasnightmare, Oct 21, 2010 in&nbsp;Artisan&nbsp;Crafts&nbsp;>&nbsp;Miscellaneous"><i></i><img width="137" height="150" src=http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2010/293/4/6/rocking_horse_of_doooooom_3_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314vz7.jpg></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow" style="background-image:url(http://sh.deviantart.net/shadow/x/150/113/logo3.png);"><a class=" hasprint" super_img="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/293/7/a/rocking_horse_of_dooooooom_4_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314vqx.jpg" super_w="900" super_h="675" super_catid="" href="http://dischordiasnightmare.deviantart.com/art/Rocking-Horse-of-DOOOOOOOM-4-183305913?q=&amp;qo=" title="Rocking Horse of DOOOOOOOM 4 by =dischordiasnightmare, Oct 21, 2010 in&nbsp;Traditional&nbsp;Art&nbsp;>&nbsp;Miscellaneous"><i></i><img width="150" height="113" src=http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2010/293/7/a/rocking_horse_of_dooooooom_4_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314vqx.jpg></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br /><br /><br />He has glow in the dark eyes. He has blood all over his teeth and has probably been chomping on something crunchy. He'll take you for a ride but you probably wont like where you end up. He's the f**ked up one from the Carnival of Darkness. <br /><br />He's also my entry into the Nightmare contest hosted by the fantastic <a href="http://da-morgue.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/da-morgue.gif?6" alt=":iconda-morgue:" title="dA-Morgue"/></a> ! Go join 'em. They rock <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />It fits in with the nightmare theme only because I've had a recurring nightmare about a twisted playroom ever since I was a kid. And although he turned out not nearly as dark as I'd hoped, he at the very least scares my housemate <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2010/293/3/2/rocking_horse_of_doooooooooom_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314wrg.jpg" height="134" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2010/293/3/2/rocking_horse_of_doooooooooom_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314wrg.jpg" height="268" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/293/3/2/rocking_horse_of_doooooooooom_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314wrg.jpg" height="803" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is my Rocking Horse of DOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!<br /><br /><span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow" style="background-image:url(http://sh.deviantart.net/shadow/x/150/135/logo3.png);"><a super_img="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/293/b/b/rocking_horse_of_dooooooooom_2_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314w5a.jpg" super_w="900" super_h="812" super_catid="" href="http://dischordiasnightmare.deviantart.com/art/Rocking-Horse-of-DOOOOOOOOOM-2-183306430?q=&amp;qo=" title="Rocking Horse of DOOOOOOOOOM 2 by =dischordiasnightmare, Oct 21, 2010 in&nbsp;Artisan&nbsp;Crafts&nbsp;>&nbsp;Miscellaneous"><i></i><img width="150" height="135" src=http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2010/293/b/b/rocking_horse_of_dooooooooom_2_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314w5a.jpg></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow" style="background-image:url(http://sh.deviantart.net/shadow/x/137/150/logo3.png);"><a class=" hasprint" super_img="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/293/4/6/rocking_horse_of_doooooom_3_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314vz7.jpg" super_w="900" super_h="988" super_catid="" href="http://dischordiasnightmare.deviantart.com/art/Rocking-Horse-of-DOOOOOOM-3-183306211?q=&amp;qo=" title="Rocking Horse of DOOOOOOM 3 by =dischordiasnightmare, Oct 21, 2010 in&nbsp;Artisan&nbsp;Crafts&nbsp;>&nbsp;Miscellaneous"><i></i><img width="137" height="150" src=http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2010/293/4/6/rocking_horse_of_doooooom_3_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314vz7.jpg></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow" style="background-image:url(http://sh.deviantart.net/shadow/x/150/113/logo3.png);"><a class=" hasprint" super_img="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/293/7/a/rocking_horse_of_dooooooom_4_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314vqx.jpg" super_w="900" super_h="675" super_catid="" href="http://dischordiasnightmare.deviantart.com/art/Rocking-Horse-of-DOOOOOOOM-4-183305913?q=&amp;qo=" title="Rocking Horse of DOOOOOOOM 4 by =dischordiasnightmare, Oct 21, 2010 in&nbsp;Traditional&nbsp;Art&nbsp;>&nbsp;Miscellaneous"><i></i><img width="150" height="113" src=http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2010/293/7/a/rocking_horse_of_dooooooom_4_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314vqx.jpg></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br /><br /><br />He has glow in the dark eyes. He has blood all over his teeth and has probably been chomping on something crunchy. He'll take you for a ride but you probably wont like where you end up. He's the f**ked up one from the Carnival of Darkness. <br /><br />He's also my entry into the Nightmare contest hosted by the fantastic <a href="http://da-morgue.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/da-morgue.gif?6" alt=":iconda-morgue:" title="dA-Morgue"/></a> ! Go join 'em. They rock <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />It fits in with the nightmare theme only because I've had a recurring nightmare about a twisted playroom ever since I was a kid. And although he turned out not nearly as dark as I'd hoped, he at the very least scares my housemate <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><div><img src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2010/293/3/2/rocking_horse_of_doooooooooom_by_dischordiasnightmare-d314wrg.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Join the Fight</title>
                <link>http://ebonycloud-graphics.deviantart.com/art/Join-the-Fight-261234614</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://ebonycloud-graphics.deviantart.com/art/Join-the-Fight-261234614</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2011 18:17:08 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Join the Fight</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">digitalart/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Ebonycloud-Graphics</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/b/ebonycloud-graphics.jpg?10</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://ebonycloud-graphics.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 *Ebonycloud-Graphics</media:copyright>             <creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</creativeCommons:license>
                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Well, since I haven't been doing much lately I figured it was time to do something that was more in-depth than a WIP. Anyway, this picture is just for fun. I don't care about the shading or whatever since it sucks so don't bother to tell me what I should work on, since I won't listen.<br /><br />As you can see these two are my made up species, the Azer'oc. These two can be seen in the second Creature Profile at the very bottom. The dark one is named Odin and the brown one is named Kashala. They are the oldest of all the Azer'oc and the leader of the Sul'mara tribe. I've been having fun drawing the Azer'oc characters in fully decked out armor cause I can. All the Azer'oc that are apart of the Sul'mara tribe have a suite of armor since they have humans that live along with them. Each Azer'oc has a custom built set that include the helmet/neck guard, shoulder/chest guard, a saddle, hind/rear guards and a tail spike. Now the symbols you see on the side of the helmet are the signs of rank. Since Odin is the leader he gets the fancy looking markings and the roman-styled-red-fluffy-mohawky-thing... Yeah... Anyway Odin's helmet symbol stands for General while Kashala's stands for Commander. I will eventually make a picture featuring all the ranks and a full suite of Azer'ocian armor as a reference. <br /><br />Hope you guys enjoy this picture, its just for fun ;D<br /><br />Azer'oc (c) Me ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2011/274/8/5/join_the_fight_by_forever_ebonycloud-d4bj5x2.jpg" height="113" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2011/274/8/5/join_the_fight_by_forever_ebonycloud-d4bj5x2.jpg" height="225" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/274/8/5/join_the_fight_by_forever_ebonycloud-d4bj5x2.jpg" height="600" width="800" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Well, since I haven't been doing much lately I figured it was time to do something that was more in-depth than a WIP. Anyway, this picture is just for fun. I don't care about the shading or whatever since it sucks so don't bother to tell me what I should work on, since I won't listen.<br /><br />As you can see these two are my made up species, the Azer'oc. These two can be seen in the second Creature Profile at the very bottom. The dark one is named Odin and the brown one is named Kashala. They are the oldest of all the Azer'oc and the leader of the Sul'mara tribe. I've been having fun drawing the Azer'oc characters in fully decked out armor cause I can. All the Azer'oc that are apart of the Sul'mara tribe have a suite of armor since they have humans that live along with them. Each Azer'oc has a custom built set that include the helmet/neck guard, shoulder/chest guard, a saddle, hind/rear guards and a tail spike. Now the symbols you see on the side of the helmet are the signs of rank. Since Odin is the leader he gets the fancy looking markings and the roman-styled-red-fluffy-mohawky-thing... Yeah... Anyway Odin's helmet symbol stands for General while Kashala's stands for Commander. I will eventually make a picture featuring all the ranks and a full suite of Azer'ocian armor as a reference. <br /><br />Hope you guys enjoy this picture, its just for fun ;D<br /><br />Azer'oc (c) Me<br /><div><img src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2011/274/8/5/join_the_fight_by_forever_ebonycloud-d4bj5x2.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>Holiday Dress Up - Magic Maker</title>
                <link>http://heatherleeharvey.deviantart.com/art/Holiday-Dress-Up-Magic-Maker-161738643</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://heatherleeharvey.deviantart.com/art/Holiday-Dress-Up-Magic-Maker-161738643</guid>
                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Apr 2010 16:40:06 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Holiday Dress Up - Magic Maker</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Interactive">flash/interactive</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">heatherleeharvey</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/e/heatherleeharvey.png</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://heatherleeharvey.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~heatherleeharvey</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ **If it doesn't load right away, hit refresh! Sorry about that <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)"/>**<br /><br /><br />To Flip: Drag the little dot on the side all the way across the piece.<br /><br />To Rotate/Scale: Grab a corner and drag to scale, grab just out side of the corner and drag to rotate.<br /><br />To Colour: The round buttons let you change the colour. In the colour panel, click the fill tool if you want to activate bucket fill.<br /><br /><br /><br />*****<br /><br />A pair of simple dolls with fantasy and holiday themed clothing (Easter, Christmas, and Halloween). This dress up was originally a paper doll set, but I though it might make a decent doll builder too <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)"/><br /><br />If you want more pieces and features come get a free membership at <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.emeraldactivities.com/">[link]</a> There are also galleries there of user works.<br /><br />If you want to share your creations join our group at <a href="http://emeraldactivities.deviantart.com/">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />*The drop down that says "More Pieces" contains some basic shapes. Members of Emerald Activities can also create "Assets" and move them from one maker to another (so they can use horses in the dinosaur maker, etc), earn treasures, and get extra pieces in our Emerald Market. All of that content shows up in that menu. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/088/f/f/holiday_dress_up___magic_maker_by_heatherleeharvey-d2oamc3.gif" height="150" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ **If it doesn't load right away, hit refresh! Sorry about that <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)"/>**<br /><br /><br />To Flip: Drag the little dot on the side all the way across the piece.<br /><br />To Rotate/Scale: Grab a corner and drag to scale, grab just out side of the corner and drag to rotate.<br /><br />To Colour: The round buttons let you change the colour. In the colour panel, click the fill tool if you want to activate bucket fill.<br /><br /><br /><br />*****<br /><br />A pair of simple dolls with fantasy and holiday themed clothing (Easter, Christmas, and Halloween). This dress up was originally a paper doll set, but I though it might make a decent doll builder too <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)"/><br /><br />If you want more pieces and features come get a free membership at <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.emeraldactivities.com/">[link]</a> There are also galleries there of user works.<br /><br />If you want to share your creations join our group at <a href="http://emeraldactivities.deviantart.com/">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />*The drop down that says "More Pieces" contains some basic shapes. Members of Emerald Activities can also create "Assets" and move them from one maker to another (so they can use horses in the dinosaur maker, etc), earn treasures, and get extra pieces in our Emerald Market. All of that content shows up in that menu.<br /><div><img src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/088/f/f/holiday_dress_up___magic_maker_by_heatherleeharvey-d2oamc3.gif" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>Join Me</title>
                <link>http://xdreamindemonx.deviantart.com/art/Join-Me-175975980</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://xdreamindemonx.deviantart.com/art/Join-Me-175975980</guid>
                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2010 09:12:51 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Join Me</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Domesticated Animals">photography/nature/domestic</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">xDreaminDemonx</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/x/d/xdreamindemonx.jpg?3</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://xdreamindemonx.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~xDreaminDemonx</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ After Joining-Up ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2010/231/e/d/Join_Me_by_xDreaminDemonx.jpg" height="113" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2010/231/e/d/Join_Me_by_xDreaminDemonx.jpg" height="225" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/231/e/d/Join_Me_by_xDreaminDemonx.jpg" height="675" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ After Joining-Up<br /><div><img src="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2010/231/e/d/Join_Me_by_xDreaminDemonx.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>Traditional Horse</title>
                <link>http://quagga3.deviantart.com/art/Traditional-Horse-278948871</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://quagga3.deviantart.com/art/Traditional-Horse-278948871</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2012 21:47:56 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Traditional Horse</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">traditional/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Quagga3</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/q/u/quagga3.gif?11</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://quagga3.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~Quagga3</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Another horse portrait, yay <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/la.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":la:" title="La la la la"/>. I think this is by far one of my best, and you can actually see how my shading has improved since i joined deviant art...I have to say i am very proud of how the bridle turned out <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/>. My scanner did kind of mess up the color and detail on the ears though..... oh well.<br /> I used a reference from one of my many horse books. This took several hours...and a lot of patience... for me that is.. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD"/><br /><br />=====================<br /><br /><b>This artwork is copyright to me (Quagga3) Please do not steal it. Thank you.</b> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/011/9/c/traditional_horse_by_quagga3-d4m2ubr.jpg" height="146" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2012/011/9/c/traditional_horse_by_quagga3-d4m2ubr.jpg" height="293" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/011/9/c/traditional_horse_by_quagga3-d4m2ubr.jpg" height="878" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Another horse portrait, yay <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/la.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":la:" title="La la la la"/>. I think this is by far one of my best, and you can actually see how my shading has improved since i joined deviant art...I have to say i am very proud of how the bridle turned out <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/>. My scanner did kind of mess up the color and detail on the ears though..... oh well.<br /> I used a reference from one of my many horse books. This took several hours...and a lot of patience... for me that is.. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD"/><br /><br />=====================<br /><br /><b>This artwork is copyright to me (Quagga3) Please do not steal it. Thank you.</b><br /><div><img src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2012/011/9/c/traditional_horse_by_quagga3-d4m2ubr.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>Not the horse's fault</title>
                <link>http://equineribbon.deviantart.com/art/Not-the-horse-s-fault-291014965</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2012 10:28:19 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Not the horse's fault</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">digitalart/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">EquineRibbon</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/q/equineribbon.png?3</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://equineribbon.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 *EquineRibbon</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Previously: <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow mild opaque" ><a class="thumb" href="http://EquineRibbon.deviantart.com/art/Changes-290964832" title="Changes by *EquineRibbon, Mar 18, 2012 in Digital Art &gt; Drawings &gt; Miscellaneous" super_img="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/078/9/3/changes_by_equineribbon-d4t8dwg.jpg" super_w="400" super_h="359"><i></i><img width="150" height="135" src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/078/9/3/changes_by_equineribbon-d4t8dwg.jpg" data-src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/078/9/3/changes_by_equineribbon-d4t8dwg.jpg"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> (1 month after that pic)<br /><br />Training pic for the <a href="http://fav.me/d4pb5ua">Yawarda: Grand Opening Event</a> ^^<br />Entry: <a href="http://fav.me/d4ta0pw">[link]</a><br /><br />--<br /><sub><br />It was Serenity Lake's debut in Australia this winter, they had never competed there before now. And even for winter, it was far warmer than England with the hot sun beating down across the grassy outback. The occasional chilled winds threatened to break the overcast clouds that were set to pour down on the first days of the competition. <br /><br />Josie headed out on an afternoon before the event started to get some jumps in with Dot, who had started to sweat from the heat; she had taken to Australia quite well and was doing well in the training. Watching from the fence was Angelica with a coffee, studying horse and rider as the mare took to the air with bounce from her powerful legs. She flung her cup into the bin when the pair was done and went to greet them at the gate.<br /><br />"She looks ready!" Angelica opened the gate.<br /><br />As the gate was shut behind them and Angelica joined them in the walk back to the stables, Josie loosened the reins and kicked her feet from the stirrups. "Yep, she's done well. Three day break now before the show day!"<br /><br />After Dot was put away in her stall and left to eat, the girls retired to the tack room to clean the tack. The smell of fresh leather filled the air and the gentle breeze hissed through the gap of the door. <br /><br />"How is your father, by the way? We've been worried," Angelica broke the silence.<br /><br />Josie looked up from the bucket of warm water she had ducked Dot's bridle in, "oh, he's doing well. Turns out the stress over the past few months had just built up and during that workout he lost consciousness and fell from the saddle. Chest pains and a racing heart panicked him a bit, which contributed towards it too, I guess," she shrugged. <br /><br />Angelica smiled with relief to hear that he was alright. "So, it had nothing to do with Varra?"<br /><br />"Nope, nothing to do with her as it happens," Josie shook her head. "She made that noise as she was startled to see dad's body leave the saddle; it was so sudden and unexpected. Good thing she did, too, the boys would probably never had got to him until later that evening."<br /><br />"Happy to hear that, then," Angelica smiled, hanging up a now polished saddle onto the rack. "And you're doing okay?"<br /><br />Josie giggled, "Oh yeah, I'm fine now that it's all calmed down a bit!"<br /></sub><br />--<br /><br />Noow after many crappy, unneeded, images and stories, you finally know what happened x33<br /><br />Next: <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow mild opaque" ><a class="thumb" href="http://EquineRibbon.deviantart.com/art/Are-you-not-entertained-291041060" title="Are you not entertained? by *EquineRibbon, Mar 18, 2012 in Digital Art &gt; Drawings &gt; Animals" super_img="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/081/3/9/are_you_not_entertained__by_equineribbon-d4ta0pw.jpg" super_w="900" super_h="574"><i></i><img width="150" height="96" src="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/081/3/9/are_you_not_entertained__by_equineribbon-d4ta0pw.jpg" data-src="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/081/3/9/are_you_not_entertained__by_equineribbon-d4ta0pw.jpg"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br /><br />--<br /><br />Dot, Josie &amp; Angelica © *<a class="u" href="http://equineribbon.deviantart.com">EquineRibbon</a><br />Ref: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.yourhorse.co.uk/upload/17585/images/Quantum%20AMS-J%20Show%20Jumping%201722.jpg">[link]</a> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/078/2/5/not_the_horse__s_fault_by_equineribbon-d4t9gl1.jpg" height="113" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2012/078/2/5/not_the_horse__s_fault_by_equineribbon-d4t9gl1.jpg" height="225" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/078/2/5/not_the_horse__s_fault_by_equineribbon-d4t9gl1.jpg" height="450" width="600" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Previously: <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow mild opaque" ><a class="thumb" href="http://EquineRibbon.deviantart.com/art/Changes-290964832" title="Changes by *EquineRibbon, Mar 18, 2012 in Digital Art &gt; Drawings &gt; Miscellaneous" super_img="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/078/9/3/changes_by_equineribbon-d4t8dwg.jpg" super_w="400" super_h="359"><i></i><img width="150" height="135" src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/078/9/3/changes_by_equineribbon-d4t8dwg.jpg" data-src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/078/9/3/changes_by_equineribbon-d4t8dwg.jpg"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> (1 month after that pic)<br /><br />Training pic for the <a href="http://fav.me/d4pb5ua">Yawarda: Grand Opening Event</a> ^^<br />Entry: <a href="http://fav.me/d4ta0pw">[link]</a><br /><br />--<br /><sub><br />It was Serenity Lake's debut in Australia this winter, they had never competed there before now. And even for winter, it was far warmer than England with the hot sun beating down across the grassy outback. The occasional chilled winds threatened to break the overcast clouds that were set to pour down on the first days of the competition. <br /><br />Josie headed out on an afternoon before the event started to get some jumps in with Dot, who had started to sweat from the heat; she had taken to Australia quite well and was doing well in the training. Watching from the fence was Angelica with a coffee, studying horse and rider as the mare took to the air with bounce from her powerful legs. She flung her cup into the bin when the pair was done and went to greet them at the gate.<br /><br />"She looks ready!" Angelica opened the gate.<br /><br />As the gate was shut behind them and Angelica joined them in the walk back to the stables, Josie loosened the reins and kicked her feet from the stirrups. "Yep, she's done well. Three day break now before the show day!"<br /><br />After Dot was put away in her stall and left to eat, the girls retired to the tack room to clean the tack. The smell of fresh leather filled the air and the gentle breeze hissed through the gap of the door. <br /><br />"How is your father, by the way? We've been worried," Angelica broke the silence.<br /><br />Josie looked up from the bucket of warm water she had ducked Dot's bridle in, "oh, he's doing well. Turns out the stress over the past few months had just built up and during that workout he lost consciousness and fell from the saddle. Chest pains and a racing heart panicked him a bit, which contributed towards it too, I guess," she shrugged. <br /><br />Angelica smiled with relief to hear that he was alright. "So, it had nothing to do with Varra?"<br /><br />"Nope, nothing to do with her as it happens," Josie shook her head. "She made that noise as she was startled to see dad's body leave the saddle; it was so sudden and unexpected. Good thing she did, too, the boys would probably never had got to him until later that evening."<br /><br />"Happy to hear that, then," Angelica smiled, hanging up a now polished saddle onto the rack. "And you're doing okay?"<br /><br />Josie giggled, "Oh yeah, I'm fine now that it's all calmed down a bit!"<br /></sub><br />--<br /><br />Noow after many crappy, unneeded, images and stories, you finally know what happened x33<br /><br />Next: <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow mild opaque" ><a class="thumb" href="http://EquineRibbon.deviantart.com/art/Are-you-not-entertained-291041060" title="Are you not entertained? by *EquineRibbon, Mar 18, 2012 in Digital Art &gt; Drawings &gt; Animals" super_img="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/081/3/9/are_you_not_entertained__by_equineribbon-d4ta0pw.jpg" super_w="900" super_h="574"><i></i><img width="150" height="96" src="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/081/3/9/are_you_not_entertained__by_equineribbon-d4ta0pw.jpg" data-src="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/081/3/9/are_you_not_entertained__by_equineribbon-d4ta0pw.jpg"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br /><br />--<br /><br />Dot, Josie &amp; Angelica © *<a class="u" href="http://equineribbon.deviantart.com">EquineRibbon</a><br />Ref: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.yourhorse.co.uk/upload/17585/images/Quantum%20AMS-J%20Show%20Jumping%201722.jpg">[link]</a><br /><div><img src="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2012/078/2/5/not_the_horse__s_fault_by_equineribbon-d4t9gl1.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Demon Horse</title>
                <link>http://gomas-sketches.deviantart.com/art/Demon-Horse-63584569</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 09:45:28 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Demon Horse</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Painting &amp; Airbrushing">anthro/digital/paintings</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">gomas-sketches</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/g/o/gomas-sketches.jpg</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://gomas-sketches.deviantart.com">Copyright 2007-2013 ~gomas-sketches</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Okay, I wanted to do something like this since I&#039;ev colored that dark war stallion. This took me around three days (not straight, of course... XD). In one day I did the lineart, yesterday in the night I did the basic coloring and added some shading and this afternoon I finished the background and the coloring.<br />I&#039;m considering to use this as my first entry for <a href="http://unique-equines.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/u/n/unique-equines.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconunique-equines:" title="unique-equines"/></a>; I mean, I prefer to join with something to give them... xD So don&#039;t get surprised if you see this in there.<br /><br />Anyway, my goal was actually to make it lineless. But I still need to find a way of blending the lineart and the coloring. It&#039;s still going to take some pictures until I get it... xD<br /><br />Corel for the coloring (it makes wonderful textures!!!), Photoshop with a bit of dodge tool and background. The background isn&#039;t quite as I wanted... I wanted it more red... Anyway... The Photoshop file had 30 MB... It was blowing up my pc... xD<br /><br />Hope ya like it. I do... xD<br /><br />Art by memememe!!!<br /><br /><b>Note:</b> If ya wanna see it really big, download it. The original width was of 2200 px, but 1500 px is enoughly big... xD ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs38/150/i/2008/363/c/a/Demon_Horse_by_gomas_sketches.jpg" height="137" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs38/300W/i/2008/363/c/a/Demon_Horse_by_gomas_sketches.jpg" height="273" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs38/i/2008/363/c/a/Demon_Horse_by_gomas_sketches.jpg" height="546" width="600" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Okay, I wanted to do something like this since I&#039;ev colored that dark war stallion. This took me around three days (not straight, of course... XD). In one day I did the lineart, yesterday in the night I did the basic coloring and added some shading and this afternoon I finished the background and the coloring.<br />I&#039;m considering to use this as my first entry for <a href="http://unique-equines.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/u/n/unique-equines.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconunique-equines:" title="unique-equines"/></a>; I mean, I prefer to join with something to give them... xD So don&#039;t get surprised if you see this in there.<br /><br />Anyway, my goal was actually to make it lineless. But I still need to find a way of blending the lineart and the coloring. It&#039;s still going to take some pictures until I get it... xD<br /><br />Corel for the coloring (it makes wonderful textures!!!), Photoshop with a bit of dodge tool and background. The background isn&#039;t quite as I wanted... I wanted it more red... Anyway... The Photoshop file had 30 MB... It was blowing up my pc... xD<br /><br />Hope ya like it. I do... xD<br /><br />Art by memememe!!!<br /><br /><b>Note:</b> If ya wanna see it really big, download it. The original width was of 2200 px, but 1500 px is enoughly big... xD<br /><div><img src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs38/300W/i/2008/363/c/a/Demon_Horse_by_gomas_sketches.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>War Horse</title>
                <link>http://pickyourdestiny.deviantart.com/art/War-Horse-294817197</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://pickyourdestiny.deviantart.com/art/War-Horse-294817197</guid>
                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Apr 2012 04:26:21 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">War Horse</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals &amp; Plants">digitalart/photomanip/animalsplants</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">PickYourDestiny</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/i/pickyourdestiny.png?7</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://pickyourdestiny.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 =PickYourDestiny</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <sup>First off, thank you too Halow for joining me while I was making this manip <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart"/><br /><br />Was an order from horseland but the buyer ended up not being able to pay for it. So it is a personal image now. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />Enjoy ~<br /><br />----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~<br /><br />Time: 1.5 hrs<br />Layers: 9<br />Programs: MS DI Suite 2006 Editor and Gimp 2.6<br />Tools: Mouse and Wacom Bamboo Pen and Touch<br /><br />----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~<br /><br />A big thank you to the stock providers <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose"/><br /><br />Horse: <a href="http://venomxbaby.deviantart.com/art/bay-akhal-teke-stallion-7-220134308">[link]</a><br />Background: <a href="http://prints-of-stock.deviantart.com/art/Crow-s-Pass-Lake-2-258721275">[link]</a><br />Sky: <a href="http://dh-textures.deviantart.com/art/Storm-Cloud-Stock-210586378">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~<br /><br /><br /><br />© 2012 Sarah Cushenberry<br />chambers-stock at DeviantART<br />Halo #5539676 on Horseland<br />Halo #19479 on HorsePhenomena<br />The Golden Warmblood #63398 on Horse Eden Eventing</sup> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2012/099/a/f/comm__war_horse_by_chambers_stock-d4viyel.png" height="96" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2012/099/a/f/comm__war_horse_by_chambers_stock-d4viyel.png" height="192" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/099/a/f/comm__war_horse_by_chambers_stock-d4viyel.png" height="574" width="897" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <sup>First off, thank you too Halow for joining me while I was making this manip <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart"/><br /><br />Was an order from horseland but the buyer ended up not being able to pay for it. So it is a personal image now. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />Enjoy ~<br /><br />----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~<br /><br />Time: 1.5 hrs<br />Layers: 9<br />Programs: MS DI Suite 2006 Editor and Gimp 2.6<br />Tools: Mouse and Wacom Bamboo Pen and Touch<br /><br />----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~<br /><br />A big thank you to the stock providers <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/r/rose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rose:" title="Rose"/><br /><br />Horse: <a href="http://venomxbaby.deviantart.com/art/bay-akhal-teke-stallion-7-220134308">[link]</a><br />Background: <a href="http://prints-of-stock.deviantart.com/art/Crow-s-Pass-Lake-2-258721275">[link]</a><br />Sky: <a href="http://dh-textures.deviantart.com/art/Storm-Cloud-Stock-210586378">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~----------~<br /><br /><br /><br />© 2012 Sarah Cushenberry<br />chambers-stock at DeviantART<br />Halo #5539676 on Horseland<br />Halo #19479 on HorsePhenomena<br />The Golden Warmblood #63398 on Horse Eden Eventing</sup><br /><div><img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2012/099/a/f/comm__war_horse_by_chambers_stock-d4viyel.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Join Up - Monty Roberts</title>
                <link>http://gabihorsece.deviantart.com/art/Join-Up-Monty-Roberts-252103067</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2011 10:58:53 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Join Up - Monty Roberts</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">GabiHorseCE</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://gabihorsece.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~GabiHorseCE</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Here you can see I bought a new filly!<br />She has two years here, a little more training and will be a great Apaloosa!<br />Will have a brilliant career in events wester!<br /><br />Here she performs with Luciana Join Up! A magical communication of the horses! Think you know Monty Roberts ... The Horse Whisperer ... The man who listens to horses!<br /><br />You always follow me? ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/222/e/8/join_up___monty_roberts_by_gabihorsece-d463fyz.png" height="100" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/222/e/8/join_up___monty_roberts_by_gabihorsece-d463fyz.png" height="201" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/222/e/8/join_up___monty_roberts_by_gabihorsece-d463fyz.png" height="686" width="1024" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Here you can see I bought a new filly!<br />She has two years here, a little more training and will be a great Apaloosa!<br />Will have a brilliant career in events wester!<br /><br />Here she performs with Luciana Join Up! A magical communication of the horses! Think you know Monty Roberts ... The Horse Whisperer ... The man who listens to horses!<br /><br />You always follow me?<br /><div><img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/222/e/8/join_up___monty_roberts_by_gabihorsece-d463fyz.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>join up</title>
                <link>http://horsegeek13.deviantart.com/art/join-up-194536151</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2011 19:23:32 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">join up</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">digitalart/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">horsegeek13</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://horsegeek13.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 *horsegeek13</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I walked out to the foal paddock and clipped Le-blings blue lead rope to his halter. <br />"C'mon mister" I said clucking softly to him. He eagerly followed behind me. <br />"HEY RENEE!" I heard someone shout behind me. Turning I see 4 teens running towards me.<br />" Renee! what are you going to do with lee?" Macy asked stroking Lee's white muzzle.<br />" Oh were gonna do some lung work and then I was thinking of joining up with him today." I replyed excitedly. I adored join up!<br />" OO! We cannot miss that!" Ella said smiling up at me.<br />" Whats join up?" Danny asked. He was still fairly new to the world of horses.<br />" Its a trust method. Basically it helps strengthen and complete the bond between horse and rider." Hoagarth replyed looking Lee up and down. Hoagi was a very intelligent horseman and I knew he was sizing Lee up for it. "you sure hes ready?" <br />" Well why not? It's not like he can jump out of the outdoor." I replyed flashing a smile at the young group.<br />" Whats this talk of join up?" Damian asked walking out of the barn. <br />" Well I'm joining up with Lee today." I replyed. By now we had reached the indoor.<br />" Well we'll watch from the warm-up room." Macy said shuddering slightly in the cold winter air. The group than scurried off.<br /><br />I walked Lee into the center of the indoor and let out a small sigh before unclipping the lead rope. With a casual flick of the lead Lee took off at a trot to the far side of the arena. Another flick and he was going into a steady canter. I let him canter a few times around the arena. Suddenly his inside ear swiveled and focused on me. The first sign of join up. He was saying he wanted to stop. Angling my body a bit Lee stopped short and switched directions. His ear never leaving me. In a few short moments he angled his head in my direction. The second sign of join up. A minute later and Lee had dropped his head to the ground and started making a chewing motion with his mouth. Signifying he wanted to stop running and join me. I diverted my eyes and turned my back on the colt. The meticulous 3 beat canter slowed to a trot and then to a walk and finally a halt. I waited a moment hardly daring to breathe. Then I heard it. The soft plod of hooves on sand. Soon I felt a warm breathe on the back of my kneck. Keeping my eyes focused down I reached up and patted Lee's forehead. Then to make sure what just happened was not a fluke. I walked around and sure enouph the colt followed. <br />" GOOD BOY!" I whispered wrapping my arms around his kneck and hugging him. I then clipped the lead back on and sent him off at a jog. Well sort of were still working on western paces.<br /><br /><br />_________________<br />Hey! I really love this piece! Join up has always been so cool to me! I just new that Sparrows Wyck would have to be apart of it! ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/022/7/4/join_up_by_horsegeek13-d37tl1z.jpg" height="150" width="122"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/022/7/4/join_up_by_horsegeek13-d37tl1z.jpg" height="368" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2011/022/7/4/join_up_by_horsegeek13-d37tl1z.jpg" height="990" width="807" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I walked out to the foal paddock and clipped Le-blings blue lead rope to his halter. <br />"C'mon mister" I said clucking softly to him. He eagerly followed behind me. <br />"HEY RENEE!" I heard someone shout behind me. Turning I see 4 teens running towards me.<br />" Renee! what are you going to do with lee?" Macy asked stroking Lee's white muzzle.<br />" Oh were gonna do some lung work and then I was thinking of joining up with him today." I replyed excitedly. I adored join up!<br />" OO! We cannot miss that!" Ella said smiling up at me.<br />" Whats join up?" Danny asked. He was still fairly new to the world of horses.<br />" Its a trust method. Basically it helps strengthen and complete the bond between horse and rider." Hoagarth replyed looking Lee up and down. Hoagi was a very intelligent horseman and I knew he was sizing Lee up for it. "you sure hes ready?" <br />" Well why not? It's not like he can jump out of the outdoor." I replyed flashing a smile at the young group.<br />" Whats this talk of join up?" Damian asked walking out of the barn. <br />" Well I'm joining up with Lee today." I replyed. By now we had reached the indoor.<br />" Well we'll watch from the warm-up room." Macy said shuddering slightly in the cold winter air. The group than scurried off.<br /><br />I walked Lee into the center of the indoor and let out a small sigh before unclipping the lead rope. With a casual flick of the lead Lee took off at a trot to the far side of the arena. Another flick and he was going into a steady canter. I let him canter a few times around the arena. Suddenly his inside ear swiveled and focused on me. The first sign of join up. He was saying he wanted to stop. Angling my body a bit Lee stopped short and switched directions. His ear never leaving me. In a few short moments he angled his head in my direction. The second sign of join up. A minute later and Lee had dropped his head to the ground and started making a chewing motion with his mouth. Signifying he wanted to stop running and join me. I diverted my eyes and turned my back on the colt. The meticulous 3 beat canter slowed to a trot and then to a walk and finally a halt. I waited a moment hardly daring to breathe. Then I heard it. The soft plod of hooves on sand. Soon I felt a warm breathe on the back of my kneck. Keeping my eyes focused down I reached up and patted Lee's forehead. Then to make sure what just happened was not a fluke. I walked around and sure enouph the colt followed. <br />" GOOD BOY!" I whispered wrapping my arms around his kneck and hugging him. I then clipped the lead back on and sent him off at a jog. Well sort of were still working on western paces.<br /><br /><br />_________________<br />Hey! I really love this piece! Join up has always been so cool to me! I just new that Sparrows Wyck would have to be apart of it!<br /><div><img src="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/022/7/4/join_up_by_horsegeek13-d37tl1z.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Stop Horse Slaughter</title>
                <link>http://hikarikegawaashi.deviantart.com/art/Stop-Horse-Slaughter-270833011</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 Nov 2011 08:21:42 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Stop Horse Slaughter</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Animals &amp; Plants">digitalart/photomanip/animalsplants</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">HikariKegawaAshi</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://hikarikegawaashi.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~HikariKegawaAshi</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I'm restarting my website of trying to stop horse slaughter. Horse slaughter is a horrible thing and even though it is outlawed in America, people are still taking horses in cattle trailers and planes to Canada, Mexico and even European and Asian countries to be killed. Nothing about it is humane so it is up to us to stop this abuse. This was a really old graphic so I will be starting to make some better ones very soon. <br /><br />Please join my site, it's free and you can show your support for stopping horse slaughter. If you do, please message me on there. My username is lightpeltcat.<br /><a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://stophorseslaughtertoday.wetpaint.com">[link]</a><br /><br />Picture not by me; it was on google.<br />Text and manipulation by me <br />Done on Paint.NET ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2011/329/0/1/stop_horse_slaughter_by_hikarikegawaashi-d4h8w37.jpg" height="115" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2011/329/0/1/stop_horse_slaughter_by_hikarikegawaashi-d4h8w37.jpg" height="229" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/329/0/1/stop_horse_slaughter_by_hikarikegawaashi-d4h8w37.jpg" height="325" width="425" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I'm restarting my website of trying to stop horse slaughter. Horse slaughter is a horrible thing and even though it is outlawed in America, people are still taking horses in cattle trailers and planes to Canada, Mexico and even European and Asian countries to be killed. Nothing about it is humane so it is up to us to stop this abuse. This was a really old graphic so I will be starting to make some better ones very soon. <br /><br />Please join my site, it's free and you can show your support for stopping horse slaughter. If you do, please message me on there. My username is lightpeltcat.<br /><a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://stophorseslaughtertoday.wetpaint.com">[link]</a><br /><br />Picture not by me; it was on google.<br />Text and manipulation by me <br />Done on Paint.NET<br /><div><img src="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2011/329/0/1/stop_horse_slaughter_by_hikarikegawaashi-d4h8w37.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Icelandic Horse</title>
                <link>http://emele-the-strange.deviantart.com/art/Icelandic-Horse-110655743</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2009 05:57:44 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Icelandic Horse</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">traditional/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">emele-the-strange</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://emele-the-strange.deviantart.com">Copyright 2009-2013 ~emele-the-strange</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I joined WetCanvas! and am trying to participate in the "breed-a-week challenge." We&#039;ll see how long I can keep up with it once classes start back up again. Week three is the Icelandic. Fuzzy ponies <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />Had to take a photo, because I still don&#039;t have a scanner. I am going to try to scan some of my other drawings tomorrow, but I thought I would submit this in the mean-time <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />About 2 hours while watching the Lord of the Rings (at midnight). 4B pencil in 25x35 cm. sketchbook.<br />Reference is from ~<a class="u" href="http://orbi-t.deviantart.com/">orbi-t</a> <a href="http://orbi-t.deviantart.com/art/Vafi-92072843">[link]</a><br /><br />**EDIT** New scan. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs41/150/i/2009/030/f/5/Icelandic_Horse_by_emele_the_strange.jpg" height="150" width="104"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs41/300W/i/2009/030/f/5/Icelandic_Horse_by_emele_the_strange.jpg" height="432" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs41/i/2009/030/f/5/Icelandic_Horse_by_emele_the_strange.jpg" height="864" width="600" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I joined WetCanvas! and am trying to participate in the "breed-a-week challenge." We&#039;ll see how long I can keep up with it once classes start back up again. Week three is the Icelandic. Fuzzy ponies <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />Had to take a photo, because I still don&#039;t have a scanner. I am going to try to scan some of my other drawings tomorrow, but I thought I would submit this in the mean-time <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />About 2 hours while watching the Lord of the Rings (at midnight). 4B pencil in 25x35 cm. sketchbook.<br />Reference is from ~<a class="u" href="http://orbi-t.deviantart.com/">orbi-t</a> <a href="http://orbi-t.deviantart.com/art/Vafi-92072843">[link]</a><br /><br />**EDIT** New scan.<br /><div><img src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs41/300W/i/2009/030/f/5/Icelandic_Horse_by_emele_the_strange.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Join Up Challange.1</title>
                <link>http://luna-bug.deviantart.com/art/Join-Up-Challange-1-200219889</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 13:11:39 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Join Up Challange.1</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">traditional/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Luna-Bug</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/u/luna-bug.gif?8</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://luna-bug.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~Luna-Bug</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is my first entry for ~<a class="u" href="http://melonheadgirl.deviantart.com/">MelonHeadGirl</a>'s Join-Up Chalange.<br /><br />This is Desari working with her chosen stallion Cody.<br /><br />Finally back at DWNS, Desari spent the next half hour trying to get Cody into the round pen where would would be worked. Come on Cody... Retorted the sweaty woman. I know you can do this. <br />When he looked at her like she was stupid, she took a few steps into the round pen, giving him her back and kept steady pressure on his lead. <br />Desari positioned herself where her shoulder was to him and looked away from him. From the corner of her eye she watched his front hooves. Every time he came closer, being a inch or not, she gave him slack for a few seconds before she applied pressure again. <br />Within another 10 minutes he was standing in the round pen with her. There she left him for a while to go fetch him some water and then to cool down herself. <br />When she came back to him, he stood in the center of the pen with his eyes closed.<br />Hey boy. Desari greeted him as she approached so he knew she was there. <br />He pinned his ears as he watch her hoist herself up to sit on the railing of the round pen. But relaxed quickly. <br />Desari sat there for a while, just day dreaming and talking gently to the stallion about nothing in particular. Zoned out, she flinched when Jason said something to her, yanking her back into reality.<br />What was that Jason?<br />You ready to get started?<br />Next Day:<br /><br />Hey Cody, time to get started. Desari said cheery, eager to get started working with him. Desari was very happy to have the chance to just focus on one horse for a change.<br />Cody snorted at Desari, he had grown used to her presents by now and quit pinning his ears. He flung his tail at a pestering fly as she slowly approached him.<br />Desari sent him to the fence of the round pen and told him to go around with her movments. First right, then left, then back and forth. Soon he started licking and glancing at her.<br />It took Cody a while to be able to walk towards her, but eventually he did it and was rewarded with a touch on his forehead.<br /><br />--------<br />This is my first time do hilights on a horse! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!"/><br />I am very proud about how Desari and Cody came out. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br />Now I do know the dirt/sand and the fence is not the best, I am still learning to do good backgrounds and have a sheet of paper full of different backgrounds I have been trying.<br /><br /><br />Art: Mine<br />Cody's design: ~<a class="u" href="http://melonheadgirl.deviantart.com/">MelonHeadGirl</a><br />Ref: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://staramazinggrace.com/myweb6/3B%20lunging.jpg">[link]</a> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/067/9/b/join_up_challange_1_by_luna_bug-d3b7enl.jpg" height="116" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/067/9/b/join_up_challange_1_by_luna_bug-d3b7enl.jpg" height="232" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/067/9/b/join_up_challange_1_by_luna_bug-d3b7enl.jpg" height="696" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is my first entry for ~<a class="u" href="http://melonheadgirl.deviantart.com/">MelonHeadGirl</a>'s Join-Up Chalange.<br /><br />This is Desari working with her chosen stallion Cody.<br /><br />Finally back at DWNS, Desari spent the next half hour trying to get Cody into the round pen where would would be worked. Come on Cody... Retorted the sweaty woman. I know you can do this. <br />When he looked at her like she was stupid, she took a few steps into the round pen, giving him her back and kept steady pressure on his lead. <br />Desari positioned herself where her shoulder was to him and looked away from him. From the corner of her eye she watched his front hooves. Every time he came closer, being a inch or not, she gave him slack for a few seconds before she applied pressure again. <br />Within another 10 minutes he was standing in the round pen with her. There she left him for a while to go fetch him some water and then to cool down herself. <br />When she came back to him, he stood in the center of the pen with his eyes closed.<br />Hey boy. Desari greeted him as she approached so he knew she was there. <br />He pinned his ears as he watch her hoist herself up to sit on the railing of the round pen. But relaxed quickly. <br />Desari sat there for a while, just day dreaming and talking gently to the stallion about nothing in particular. Zoned out, she flinched when Jason said something to her, yanking her back into reality.<br />What was that Jason?<br />You ready to get started?<br />Next Day:<br /><br />Hey Cody, time to get started. Desari said cheery, eager to get started working with him. Desari was very happy to have the chance to just focus on one horse for a change.<br />Cody snorted at Desari, he had grown used to her presents by now and quit pinning his ears. He flung his tail at a pestering fly as she slowly approached him.<br />Desari sent him to the fence of the round pen and told him to go around with her movments. First right, then left, then back and forth. Soon he started licking and glancing at her.<br />It took Cody a while to be able to walk towards her, but eventually he did it and was rewarded with a touch on his forehead.<br /><br />--------<br />This is my first time do hilights on a horse! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!"/><br />I am very proud about how Desari and Cody came out. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br />Now I do know the dirt/sand and the fence is not the best, I am still learning to do good backgrounds and have a sheet of paper full of different backgrounds I have been trying.<br /><br /><br />Art: Mine<br />Cody's design: ~<a class="u" href="http://melonheadgirl.deviantart.com/">MelonHeadGirl</a><br />Ref: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://staramazinggrace.com/myweb6/3B%20lunging.jpg">[link]</a><br /><div><img src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/067/9/b/join_up_challange_1_by_luna_bug-d3b7enl.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The Other Robotic Horse</title>
                <link>http://jasonhohoho.deviantart.com/art/The-Other-Robotic-Horse-76803365</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 05:54:13 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The Other Robotic Horse</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Movies &amp; TV">fanart/digital/drawings/movies</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">jasonhohoho</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://jasonhohoho.deviantart.com">Copyright 2008-2013 *jasonhohoho</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ also posted on my sketchblog:<br /><a href="http://bootlegsketch.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-look-humanoid-robotic-gift-horse.html">http://bootlegsketch.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-look-humanoid-robotic-gift-horse.html</a><br /><br />Today&#039;s post is a long-delayed follow-up to <a href="http://bootlegsketch.blogspot.com/2007/02/humanoid-robotic-horse-is-horse-of.html">my take on Stridor</a>. It&#039;s <a href="http://www.mastersunbound.com/toys/night_stalk.htm">Night Stalker</a>, now outfitted with the same humanoid transformation that I gave to Stridor. I drew Night Stalker with a slightly heavier build than Stridor, and some different details. He is armed with Asian weaponry as a nod to the fact that he was typically portrayed as the steed of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jitsu_%28Masters_of_the_Universe%29">Jitsu</a>, Skeletor&#039;s token Asian henchman. The pole-arm is a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pudao">Pudao</a> also know as a horse-cutter, and the swords are a set of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daisho">Daisho</a>. And I slapped a bat-cape on him because I have a tough time <i>not</i> giving cool villains bat-capes.<br /><br />His title of "Evil Armored Dragoon" owes to the fact that I found a definition that described a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragoon">Dragoon</a> as "a soldier trained to fight on foot but who transports himself on horseback." This seemed like the perfect description for a transforming horse warrior. Elsewhere, I found that <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/dragoon">Dragoon</a> or <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragoon_guards">Dragoon Guard</a> referred to heavy cavalry, which was appropriate to the bulkier look that I gave night Stalker.<br /><br />Last but not least, the nerdy, in-depth bio:<br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>* * *</strong></div><br /><i><b>PROFILE:</b> A brilliant strategic mind and a brutally effective warrior, NIGHT STALKER is every bit the match for his brother Stridor. But where Stridor is gentle and merciful, Night Stalker is brooding and unforgiving. He adheres to a strict code of honor, but nonetheless believes might makes right. This harsh sense of honor has earned him the friendship and trust of the similarly dispositioned Jitsu. <br /><br />Night Stalker is outfitted with standard Stridor-type weaponry (dual heavy laser cannons, and a rapid-fire hip blaster)--however, he prefers to engage in melee combat with his custom-made horse-cutter or Daisho swords. He commands a regiment of Equestris mercenaries with a few other renegade Stridor units mixed in.<br /><br /><b>HISTORY:</b> Night Stalker was the first of the mass-produced Stridor units, and was groomed to be the original Stridor&#039;s second-in-command. Although their personalities were like night and day, the two considered each other brothers and were a formidable team on the battlefield. In time, Night Stalker was promoted, and became commander of his own unit.<br /><br />During a heat wave, Night Stalker and his troops were sent to perform crowd control in a town where drought and food shortage were causing riots and looting. They had been dispatched with the idea that their imposing stature would be enough to intimidate the angry mobs into submission--on the contrary, because of their greatly superior size and strength, the troops couldn&#039;t act against the relatively weak humans for fear of harming them. Night Stalker had no choice but to withdraw his troops. However, the rioters had become increasingly aggravated, and Night Stalker and his troops found their backs against the city walls. A make-shift bomb was thrown, a nearby wagon transporting fuel was ignited, and the ensuing explosion brought the city walls down on top of the Stridors. All the troops under Night Stalker&#039;s command were destroyed, and he himself was damaged almost beyond repair--there were no human casualties.<br /><br />The incident changed Night Stalker forever. He blamed himself, feeling that had he used force to decisively end the conflict, his troops would still be alive. Why, he asked himself, should the strong suffer at the hands of the weak? Night Stalker became increasingly insubordinate, and finally deserted his post. Stridor tracked Night Stalker down and attempted to talk to his brother. Their conversation became heated, and Night Stalker lashed out; an intense duel ensued, and Night Stalker got the best of Stridor. He restrained himself from making the killing blow, and disappeared into the wildnerness.<br /><br />Night Stalker became a mercenary, and occasionally a bandit. He eventually crossed paths with Jitsu--though the two were initially contentious, Jitsu saw that they shared a common worldview, and he recruited Night Stalker to Skeletor&#039;s cause. Since then, Night Stalker has swayed a few other disillusioned Stridor units to join his forces.<br /><br />Stridor remains determined to bring his brother back to the fold.</i><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>* * *</strong></div> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs25/150/f/2008/039/a/e/ae438179620c6eac.jpg" height="150" width="94"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs25/300W/f/2008/039/a/e/ae438179620c6eac.jpg" height="478" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs25/f/2008/039/a/e/ae438179620c6eac.jpg" height="710" width="446" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ also posted on my sketchblog:<br /><a href="http://bootlegsketch.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-look-humanoid-robotic-gift-horse.html">http://bootlegsketch.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-look-humanoid-robotic-gift-horse.html</a><br /><br />Today&#039;s post is a long-delayed follow-up to <a href="http://bootlegsketch.blogspot.com/2007/02/humanoid-robotic-horse-is-horse-of.html">my take on Stridor</a>. It&#039;s <a href="http://www.mastersunbound.com/toys/night_stalk.htm">Night Stalker</a>, now outfitted with the same humanoid transformation that I gave to Stridor. I drew Night Stalker with a slightly heavier build than Stridor, and some different details. He is armed with Asian weaponry as a nod to the fact that he was typically portrayed as the steed of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jitsu_%28Masters_of_the_Universe%29">Jitsu</a>, Skeletor&#039;s token Asian henchman. The pole-arm is a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pudao">Pudao</a> also know as a horse-cutter, and the swords are a set of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daisho">Daisho</a>. And I slapped a bat-cape on him because I have a tough time <i>not</i> giving cool villains bat-capes.<br /><br />His title of "Evil Armored Dragoon" owes to the fact that I found a definition that described a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragoon">Dragoon</a> as "a soldier trained to fight on foot but who transports himself on horseback." This seemed like the perfect description for a transforming horse warrior. Elsewhere, I found that <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/dragoon">Dragoon</a> or <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragoon_guards">Dragoon Guard</a> referred to heavy cavalry, which was appropriate to the bulkier look that I gave night Stalker.<br /><br />Last but not least, the nerdy, in-depth bio:<br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>* * *</strong></div><br /><i><b>PROFILE:</b> A brilliant strategic mind and a brutally effective warrior, NIGHT STALKER is every bit the match for his brother Stridor. But where Stridor is gentle and merciful, Night Stalker is brooding and unforgiving. He adheres to a strict code of honor, but nonetheless believes might makes right. This harsh sense of honor has earned him the friendship and trust of the similarly dispositioned Jitsu. <br /><br />Night Stalker is outfitted with standard Stridor-type weaponry (dual heavy laser cannons, and a rapid-fire hip blaster)--however, he prefers to engage in melee combat with his custom-made horse-cutter or Daisho swords. He commands a regiment of Equestris mercenaries with a few other renegade Stridor units mixed in.<br /><br /><b>HISTORY:</b> Night Stalker was the first of the mass-produced Stridor units, and was groomed to be the original Stridor&#039;s second-in-command. Although their personalities were like night and day, the two considered each other brothers and were a formidable team on the battlefield. In time, Night Stalker was promoted, and became commander of his own unit.<br /><br />During a heat wave, Night Stalker and his troops were sent to perform crowd control in a town where drought and food shortage were causing riots and looting. They had been dispatched with the idea that their imposing stature would be enough to intimidate the angry mobs into submission--on the contrary, because of their greatly superior size and strength, the troops couldn&#039;t act against the relatively weak humans for fear of harming them. Night Stalker had no choice but to withdraw his troops. However, the rioters had become increasingly aggravated, and Night Stalker and his troops found their backs against the city walls. A make-shift bomb was thrown, a nearby wagon transporting fuel was ignited, and the ensuing explosion brought the city walls down on top of the Stridors. All the troops under Night Stalker&#039;s command were destroyed, and he himself was damaged almost beyond repair--there were no human casualties.<br /><br />The incident changed Night Stalker forever. He blamed himself, feeling that had he used force to decisively end the conflict, his troops would still be alive. Why, he asked himself, should the strong suffer at the hands of the weak? Night Stalker became increasingly insubordinate, and finally deserted his post. Stridor tracked Night Stalker down and attempted to talk to his brother. Their conversation became heated, and Night Stalker lashed out; an intense duel ensued, and Night Stalker got the best of Stridor. He restrained himself from making the killing blow, and disappeared into the wildnerness.<br /><br />Night Stalker became a mercenary, and occasionally a bandit. He eventually crossed paths with Jitsu--though the two were initially contentious, Jitsu saw that they shared a common worldview, and he recruited Night Stalker to Skeletor&#039;s cause. Since then, Night Stalker has swayed a few other disillusioned Stridor units to join his forces.<br /><br />Stridor remains determined to bring his brother back to the fold.</i><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>* * *</strong></div><br /><div><img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs25/300W/f/2008/039/a/e/ae438179620c6eac.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Horse-a-saurus</title>
                <link>http://kaasha.deviantart.com/art/Horse-a-saurus-63894553</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 05:57:51 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Horse-a-saurus</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Fantasy">traditional/sculpture/fantasy</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">kaasha</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://kaasha.deviantart.com">Copyright 2007-2013 ~kaasha</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is what I made my Dad for Fathers&#039; Day.<br />
When I did welding at the beginning of the year I got scraps of the bits of metal that you are meant to use to weld the thicker metal together with, and joined it together into a horseish shape. It looked like a cross between a horse and a dinosaur so my dad called it a Horse-A-Saurus. So I made it into one.<br />
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I added alfoil in the body and neck area, then covered everthing with apoxie sculpt, let that dry then scratched it up with a needle so the clay would stick, which it actually didn&#039;t do very well at all. Then Sculpey firm over that. Sprayed with Chrome spray paint from the auto shop (I oficially love chrome spray paint). It looks better in person. I couldn&#039;t get a very good shot - it really is that shiney ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs20/150/f/2007/245/4/7/Horse_a_saurus_by_kaasha.jpg" height="141" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs20/300W/f/2007/245/4/7/Horse_a_saurus_by_kaasha.jpg" height="281" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs20/f/2007/245/4/7/Horse_a_saurus_by_kaasha.jpg" height="648" width="691" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is what I made my Dad for Fathers&#039; Day.<br />
When I did welding at the beginning of the year I got scraps of the bits of metal that you are meant to use to weld the thicker metal together with, and joined it together into a horseish shape. It looked like a cross between a horse and a dinosaur so my dad called it a Horse-A-Saurus. So I made it into one.<br />
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I added alfoil in the body and neck area, then covered everthing with apoxie sculpt, let that dry then scratched it up with a needle so the clay would stick, which it actually didn&#039;t do very well at all. Then Sculpey firm over that. Sprayed with Chrome spray paint from the auto shop (I oficially love chrome spray paint). It looks better in person. I couldn&#039;t get a very good shot - it really is that shiney<br /><div><img src="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs20/300W/f/2007/245/4/7/Horse_a_saurus_by_kaasha.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Past Sona Line-up</title>
                <link>http://lil-byrd.deviantart.com/art/Past-Sona-Line-up-183991591</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Oct 2010 04:59:59 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Past Sona Line-up</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Fantasy">traditional/drawings/fantasy</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Lil-Byrd</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://lil-byrd.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~Lil-Byrd</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ See, I always did like splice creatures<br /><br />Also, note how Luna is VERY tiny compared to Elii. That's when my growth spurt stopped and everyone else shop up above me. Believe it or not, I was tall for my age once.<br />I'll probably colour these at some point.<br /><br />anyway...<br /><br /><b>Aged from 4 to 7</b><br />Name: Emi<br />Age: 2<br />Species: Rabbit/Squirrel<br />So, she was the first in the line up. Emi is what a lot of people called me when I was little. I also had amazingly oversized front teeth, hence the rodent theme. She's just a red squirrel, with some black &amp; white rabbit markings. Before you say, you can get black squirrels and white squirrels. The black ones are a special type of mutation from the Isle of Skye and white ones are Albino. She has green eyes, a baby pink flower and a baby blue ribbon. I never really drew her properly, having the skills of a 4 year old, but I did try and I did describe her to a few people too. She's the most sketchy.<br /><br /><b>Aged 7 to 9</b><br />Name: Krystal<br />Age: 1<br />Species: Pegasus foal<br />She is a throwback from my horses phase. I took about a year out of my life to study them, learn to ride them and to draw them. I got the basics in a month, so something I drew was recognisable as a horse, but I'm still learning because horses are such a pain. Long hair and itty bitty wings summed me up then. Her name is from my random crystal collecting thing. I still do, but not as much as then, I had a new shoebox full of them every year. She is slightly based on one of my little ornamental statues I have floating about, one of a pegasus sat on some rose quartz. She is pearlescent white, with blue eyes, very dark brown hair and stockings. Her muzzle has a brown snip and star too. she has wings tinged with baby pink and a rose quartz crytal around her neck. Her hooves are silver, as is the sash holding her crystal, the tips of her mane and pupils. She is one of the more documented ones.<br /><br /><b>Aged 9 to 12</b><br />Name: Elisarae (ell iss are ray) or Elii<br />Age: 9<br />Species: Chinese Lung/Western Dragon hybrid<br />OMG I was a scaly. But yeah, she is the most 'undercover' one. Only 2 original sketches from the time period exist and they are pretty bad. She was mainly for roleplay and for playing games about my made-up world with my sister. It was in much the same style as Lesley from Bridge to Terabithia.<br /><i>"Velisapor and Devil Island, 2 countries; each as powerful as the next but in quite a state. When a Golden Dracilian boy named Draco, a part of his King's court, and a strange dragon girl named Elisarae, a pet of the Emperor, join to save both kingdoms...."</i> <br />Yeah, that's the idea...<br /><br /><b>Aged 12 to Present</b><br />Name: Luna<br />Age: 1 year 9 months<br />Species: Hellspawn Chimera - Moon Division (Mutated from a wolf)<br />Well here's my Luna. My poor mad Luna. Technically speaking Faolan should be here too because he's as much a part of my psyche as she is. But surely you know her well enough for me not to lecture you right?<br /><br /><sub>all characters (C) to me</sub> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2010/299/2/c/past_sona_line_up_by_lunalazuli-d31jktj.jpg" height="106" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2010/299/2/c/past_sona_line_up_by_lunalazuli-d31jktj.jpg" height="212" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/299/2/c/past_sona_line_up_by_lunalazuli-d31jktj.jpg" height="637" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ See, I always did like splice creatures<br /><br />Also, note how Luna is VERY tiny compared to Elii. That's when my growth spurt stopped and everyone else shop up above me. Believe it or not, I was tall for my age once.<br />I'll probably colour these at some point.<br /><br />anyway...<br /><br /><b>Aged from 4 to 7</b><br />Name: Emi<br />Age: 2<br />Species: Rabbit/Squirrel<br />So, she was the first in the line up. Emi is what a lot of people called me when I was little. I also had amazingly oversized front teeth, hence the rodent theme. She's just a red squirrel, with some black &amp; white rabbit markings. Before you say, you can get black squirrels and white squirrels. The black ones are a special type of mutation from the Isle of Skye and white ones are Albino. She has green eyes, a baby pink flower and a baby blue ribbon. I never really drew her properly, having the skills of a 4 year old, but I did try and I did describe her to a few people too. She's the most sketchy.<br /><br /><b>Aged 7 to 9</b><br />Name: Krystal<br />Age: 1<br />Species: Pegasus foal<br />She is a throwback from my horses phase. I took about a year out of my life to study them, learn to ride them and to draw them. I got the basics in a month, so something I drew was recognisable as a horse, but I'm still learning because horses are such a pain. Long hair and itty bitty wings summed me up then. Her name is from my random crystal collecting thing. I still do, but not as much as then, I had a new shoebox full of them every year. She is slightly based on one of my little ornamental statues I have floating about, one of a pegasus sat on some rose quartz. She is pearlescent white, with blue eyes, very dark brown hair and stockings. Her muzzle has a brown snip and star too. she has wings tinged with baby pink and a rose quartz crytal around her neck. Her hooves are silver, as is the sash holding her crystal, the tips of her mane and pupils. She is one of the more documented ones.<br /><br /><b>Aged 9 to 12</b><br />Name: Elisarae (ell iss are ray) or Elii<br />Age: 9<br />Species: Chinese Lung/Western Dragon hybrid<br />OMG I was a scaly. But yeah, she is the most 'undercover' one. Only 2 original sketches from the time period exist and they are pretty bad. She was mainly for roleplay and for playing games about my made-up world with my sister. It was in much the same style as Lesley from Bridge to Terabithia.<br /><i>"Velisapor and Devil Island, 2 countries; each as powerful as the next but in quite a state. When a Golden Dracilian boy named Draco, a part of his King's court, and a strange dragon girl named Elisarae, a pet of the Emperor, join to save both kingdoms...."</i> <br />Yeah, that's the idea...<br /><br /><b>Aged 12 to Present</b><br />Name: Luna<br />Age: 1 year 9 months<br />Species: Hellspawn Chimera - Moon Division (Mutated from a wolf)<br />Well here's my Luna. My poor mad Luna. Technically speaking Faolan should be here too because he's as much a part of my psyche as she is. But surely you know her well enough for me not to lecture you right?<br /><br /><sub>all characters (C) to me</sub><br /><div><img src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2010/299/2/c/past_sona_line_up_by_lunalazuli-d31jktj.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>January pARTy Horse</title>
                <link>http://musehorse.deviantart.com/art/January-pARTy-Horse-352600131</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2013 10:12:25 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">January pARTy Horse</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">traditional/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">musehorse</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/u/musehorse.png?4</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://musehorse.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~musehorse</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This year I am going to try and participate in #<a class="u" href="http://party-challenge.deviantart.com">pARTy-challenge</a> every month! It's an equine art challenge and the idea is that all participants will use the same reference to produce their artwork each month. Seeing everyone's different takes on one photo is really interesting. If you enjoy drawing horses, I encourage you to join! The nice thing is, even though it's "monthly" the deadline isn't strict. You can catch up on months you missed, and if you're late uploading (like me, boo) you can still submit.<br /><br />January's reference is <a href="http://fav.me/d2tub4q">this beautiful photo</a> of a Danish Warmblood from ~<a class="u" href="http://breathless-dk.deviantart.com">Breathless-dk</a>.<br /><br />This is a traditional drawing, although the background element I made from my own texture and added digitally after scanning.<br />___________________<br /><a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://musehorse.com/commission">Commission Info</a> | <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://musehorse.storenvy.com">Store</a> | <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://musenoodling.tumblr.com">Blog</a> | <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://facebook.com/musehorse">Facebook</a><br />© 2013 Christina Baggett | <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://musehorse.com">musehorse.com</a> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2013/036/6/b/january_party_horse_by_musehorse-d5txg03.png" height="120" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2013/036/6/b/january_party_horse_by_musehorse-d5txg03.png" height="240" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/036/6/b/january_party_horse_by_musehorse-d5txg03.png" height="719" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This year I am going to try and participate in #<a class="u" href="http://party-challenge.deviantart.com">pARTy-challenge</a> every month! It's an equine art challenge and the idea is that all participants will use the same reference to produce their artwork each month. Seeing everyone's different takes on one photo is really interesting. If you enjoy drawing horses, I encourage you to join! The nice thing is, even though it's "monthly" the deadline isn't strict. You can catch up on months you missed, and if you're late uploading (like me, boo) you can still submit.<br /><br />January's reference is <a href="http://fav.me/d2tub4q">this beautiful photo</a> of a Danish Warmblood from ~<a class="u" href="http://breathless-dk.deviantart.com">Breathless-dk</a>.<br /><br />This is a traditional drawing, although the background element I made from my own texture and added digitally after scanning.<br />___________________<br /><a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://musehorse.com/commission">Commission Info</a> | <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://musehorse.storenvy.com">Store</a> | <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://musenoodling.tumblr.com">Blog</a> | <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://facebook.com/musehorse">Facebook</a><br />© 2013 Christina Baggett | <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://musehorse.com">musehorse.com</a><br /><div><img src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2013/036/6/b/january_party_horse_by_musehorse-d5txg03.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Battlecry chap.1</title>
                <link>http://pookyns-5.deviantart.com/art/Battlecry-chap-1-72767478</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2007 01:30:48 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Battlecry chap.1</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">traditional/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">pookyns-5</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/o/pookyns-5.jpg?2</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://pookyns-5.deviantart.com">Copyright 2007-2013 *pookyns-5</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I decided to put my story up here..lol I still only got one chap though..but I changed it abit..mainly the timeline itself..<br />
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Battlecry Chapter. 1 The Odd Paint<br />
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	This is a story about a horse. He wasn&#146;t really much different. His speed was no faster then any other horses. In fact, he was sort of on the slow side. He didn&#146;t care for speed. Nor was he much more intelligent then any horse though he had a great sense of curiosity. But sometimes if it came down to it. It would seem that he almost had the power to reason. The only thing different about him was his will power but most of all his unusual white patterns. Some perhaps would say the Great Eagle had given him his wings.<br />
	&#147;You should be leaving this herd soon.&#148; Dancer swished her tail madly at her yearling son. He wasn&#146;t her first foal. But he was something different from the rest of the foals she had bore. His coat had the same golden dun color that his mother had. But he was a paint like his grandmother. Both of his parents were solid colors so he had most likely inherited it from her. Odd eagle wing-shaped markings stretched out from the top of his withers down to the bottom of his shoulder. There were other markings but these stood out the most.<br />
	The odd painted colt was named Battlecry. Foals were given their names by the lead mare. She named them by a special characteristic. Once the nameless foal would shriek out playful warnings to his fellow foals, and constantly to the point his father would have bucked his head off. The old lead mare named him for this reason. <br />
	&#147;Why do I have to leave?&#148; Battlecry asked, stretching his lips out at her neck for a nibble. &#147;I don&#146;t feel like it. There&#145;s plenty of room in this herd for me to stick around in.&#148;<br />
	&#147;Well you have too. I&#146;m due for another foal and I can&#146;t have you lingering around me anymore. Your father won&#145;t have it either.&#148; She snapped after him. The yearling paint darted away, confused. Why was his mother acting like this? She was so nice to him a few days ago. Now she&#146;s wants to break his neck. He hated changes and this stressed him out. He loved his mother very much, now she didn&#146;t even want anything to do with him. He must have done something wrong. Perhaps when he hate all the clover from the last patch over by the old tree.<br />
	He noticed his angry father rushing at his other brothers and sisters over the hill. Pricking his ears he watched with eyes frozen on the large bay stallion called Fleet, he was his father, a roman-nosed Spanish barb mix stallion. It was said that his ancestors had traveled across the sea on a large creature with two-legged creatures aboard it and had gotten loose and rounded up small bands of herd in return. Galloping away from the creatures and never returned back did the small horses. <br />
	&#147;Leave! I&#146;m sick of you! Go flirt with some other stallion&#146;s mares! These are mine!&#148; He arched his neck and tossed his head up and down in threats. &#147<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />iss off!&#148; His attention turned towards Battlecry, who still stood there. He snorted roughly and charged at him. <br />
	Battlecry spun around, he felt his father&#146;s teeth sink down into his soft rump just before he was able to stretch his legs out. He shot his longish back legs out and struck Fleet in the chest. <br />
	&#147<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />iss off!!&#148; Fleet squealed. &#147;You&#146;re on your own!&#148;<br />
	Battlecry tossed his short mane and sprinted off into the distance. He didn&#146;t know nor care where he was going, only to get as far away from this once-friendly herd. Soon, after the sun started to slowly move across the sky he had lost scent of all of them and he was all alone. Alone. Something that he didn&#146;t like. He had never been alone in his entire life. It wasn&#146;t his nature to be by himself.<br />
	He sucked the air through his nostrils, trying to find a familiar scent. No brothers or sisters anywhere. Nobody to depend on. Alone.<br />
	The trees rustled softly, talking amongst themselves about the lonely yearling. Maybe hinting to wolves and mountain lions of his vulnerability. He raised a foreleg and scuffed the earth in frustration.<br />
	&#147;Damn Fleet.&#148; He murmured. &#147;Is there anybody here?&#148; He kept his ears swiveling to make sure he wasn&#146;t missing any sudden noises.<br />
	No answer. The golden paint decided the only way to find anything was to wander around and keep his nostrils and ears alert. He remembered his mother telling him to avoid creatures that walked on two legs as well. Any of them. He couldn&#146;t distinguish the difference between the white man and the Native American. But they were both dangerous. He heard stories from the other herd members. The two legged&#146;s supposedly would take him away and force him to let them sit on his back for some odd reason. It wasn&#146;t like they didn&#146;t have legs.  He would have to watch out for any of them. Wandering around listlessly for days, he finally came upon a scent. More of his kind somewhere. Not mares though. Stallions, and quite a few of them. Why so many stallions? He followed the scent with determination. Finally, in a shady tree line, he found a loosely grouped herd of stallions. Galloping daintily towards them he greeted with a loud squeal.<br />
	&#147;Hey! I&#146;m so glad I found some company!&#148; Half-expecting a warm greeting like what he received from his mother, he was in for a great surprise.<br />
	An old tan stallion strutted stiffly up to him. &#147;What? Another one?&#148; He blew stenchy breath at the yearling&#146;s face. &#147;So you think you&#146;re big and bad huh?&#148;<br />
	Battlecry shook his ears. &#147;What? You&#146;re nuts. I just need some company.&#148;<br />
	The old stud cocked his head sideways and chomped his neck. &#147;I don&#146;t need to hear such talk from an infant! And your abit young? I guess the stallion hated you so much he drove you out early huh?&#148;<br />
	Battlecry shook him off and trotted into the heart of the herd. They all greeted him with kicks and bites. What a great new family. The bites didn&#146;t hurt too much. He ended up being the lowest in their pecking order. He didn&#146;t care though, only happy to have somebody to watch his back finally.<br />
	&#147;Where&#146;s all the mares?&#148; He asked. The old tan stallion answered.<br />
	&#147;There is none here. This is a bachelor herd where all us stallions not worthy for a prized herd of mares joins up.&#148; He raised his stiff wrinkled muzzle up towards the sky and drew a loud snort. &#147;I wish I could have stayed with the two-legged animals. They always gave me mares to play with. But no! I was stupid and ran off! Now I&#146;m stuck here with a bunch of stupid wannabe geldings.&#148;<br />
	One of the horses spoke up in defense. &#147;I can&#146;t help that.&#148; He peeped. Battlecry noticed he was slimmer then the rest and had really no smell to him.<br />
	&#147;What&#146;s a gelding? And what are two-legged animals that you speak of? My mom told me that I should avoid two-legged animals, that they kill and eat us.&#148;<br />
	The old stallion shook his ears. &#147;Some are bad and some are good. I was treated nicely because they favored my looks. They talked about how fine my legs were and how shiny my eyes were too. And as for a gelding. They cut your balls off if they find you not worthy of touching the mares.&#148; He raised his lip in mockery to the gelding next to Battlecry.<br />
	&#147;Oh. Well I don&#146;t want their mares then. I just want others that live around here.&#148;<br />
	&#147;Well good luck with that. I&#146;ll be your rival if you ever find some.&#148; He tossed his head and whinnied.<br />
	Battlecry simply snorted and went off to find some good grass. His belly was whining at him for the past few minutes. He thought about having a herd of mares, just a few. Some that would groom him and give him attention when he wanted it. A one-eyed stallion stood next to him chewing on a lump of grass and daydreaming. <br />
	&#147;I once had a herd. A small one of only a few mares and foals. It was great while it lasted. I wish I could see my favorite mare again. But I don&#146;t think she would give me a second glance.&#148;<br />
	&#147;Why not?&#148; Battlecry asked.<br />
	&#147;Because mares are like that. They like to keep to themselves. We&#146;re just hang around and drive them where we want them. Some mares are nice and will groom you, some will just kick you any time you feel needy. Oh well. It was a lot of stress watching out for other stallions anyways. I knew I would lose them eventually. But still. I miss having some pretty mares.&#148; He sighed heavily and went back to plucking up grass.<br />
	&#147;Well I hope my mares would love me more then that.&#148; Battlecry stated. &#147;I would and keep them away from those strange creatures.&#148;<br />
	The one-eyed stallion looked up. &#147;Oh those. Their strange, sitting on top of our kind like that. It looks like they are attacking them, but they don&#146;t bite their necks. The horses don&#146;t seem to mind either. I&#146;m very confused about their ways.&#148;<br />
	Battlecry was very curious about the two-legged creatures though and about the stallion&#146;s eye. &#147;So how did you miss your eye?&#148;<br />
	&#147;Oh I accidentally got scared somehow. I forgot of what, lightning? Yeah anyways I ran into the woods and forgot all about the sharp twigs. One whipped me right in the eye and took it out. I hate the woods now. I don&#146;t see how the deer enjoy it. Unless they like their eyes taken out.&#148;<br />
	Battlecry winced. &#147;Oh I guess I should watch out for trees from now on.&#148;<br />
	&#147;Yes very. Their evil creatures as well.&#148;<br />
	&#147;So how do you get a herd of mares? Do they come around and you pick them?&#148; Battlecry asked again.<br />
	&#147;Heck no. If are you lucky you may find a wandering one for yourself but most of the time you fight for them. Fight a band stallion for his or fight other colts for a wandering mare.&#148; The one-eyed stallion informed. &#147;Sometimes you might hurt your leg, which can be a serious thing if you can&#146;t escape the cats.&#148;<br />
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Battlecry Chapter. 1 The Odd Paint<br />
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	This is a story about a horse. He wasn&#146;t really much different. His speed was no faster then any other horses. In fact, he was sort of on the slow side. He didn&#146;t care for speed. Nor was he much more intelligent then any horse though he had a great sense of curiosity. But sometimes if it came down to it. It would seem that he almost had the power to reason. The only thing different about him was his will power but most of all his unusual white patterns. Some perhaps would say the Great Eagle had given him his wings.<br />
	&#147;You should be leaving this herd soon.&#148; Dancer swished her tail madly at her yearling son. He wasn&#146;t her first foal. But he was something different from the rest of the foals she had bore. His coat had the same golden dun color that his mother had. But he was a paint like his grandmother. Both of his parents were solid colors so he had most likely inherited it from her. Odd eagle wing-shaped markings stretched out from the top of his withers down to the bottom of his shoulder. There were other markings but these stood out the most.<br />
	The odd painted colt was named Battlecry. Foals were given their names by the lead mare. She named them by a special characteristic. Once the nameless foal would shriek out playful warnings to his fellow foals, and constantly to the point his father would have bucked his head off. The old lead mare named him for this reason. <br />
	&#147;Why do I have to leave?&#148; Battlecry asked, stretching his lips out at her neck for a nibble. &#147;I don&#146;t feel like it. There&#145;s plenty of room in this herd for me to stick around in.&#148;<br />
	&#147;Well you have too. I&#146;m due for another foal and I can&#146;t have you lingering around me anymore. Your father won&#145;t have it either.&#148; She snapped after him. The yearling paint darted away, confused. Why was his mother acting like this? She was so nice to him a few days ago. Now she&#146;s wants to break his neck. He hated changes and this stressed him out. He loved his mother very much, now she didn&#146;t even want anything to do with him. He must have done something wrong. Perhaps when he hate all the clover from the last patch over by the old tree.<br />
	He noticed his angry father rushing at his other brothers and sisters over the hill. Pricking his ears he watched with eyes frozen on the large bay stallion called Fleet, he was his father, a roman-nosed Spanish barb mix stallion. It was said that his ancestors had traveled across the sea on a large creature with two-legged creatures aboard it and had gotten loose and rounded up small bands of herd in return. Galloping away from the creatures and never returned back did the small horses. <br />
	&#147;Leave! I&#146;m sick of you! Go flirt with some other stallion&#146;s mares! These are mine!&#148; He arched his neck and tossed his head up and down in threats. &#147<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />iss off!&#148; His attention turned towards Battlecry, who still stood there. He snorted roughly and charged at him. <br />
	Battlecry spun around, he felt his father&#146;s teeth sink down into his soft rump just before he was able to stretch his legs out. He shot his longish back legs out and struck Fleet in the chest. <br />
	&#147<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />iss off!!&#148; Fleet squealed. &#147;You&#146;re on your own!&#148;<br />
	Battlecry tossed his short mane and sprinted off into the distance. He didn&#146;t know nor care where he was going, only to get as far away from this once-friendly herd. Soon, after the sun started to slowly move across the sky he had lost scent of all of them and he was all alone. Alone. Something that he didn&#146;t like. He had never been alone in his entire life. It wasn&#146;t his nature to be by himself.<br />
	He sucked the air through his nostrils, trying to find a familiar scent. No brothers or sisters anywhere. Nobody to depend on. Alone.<br />
	The trees rustled softly, talking amongst themselves about the lonely yearling. Maybe hinting to wolves and mountain lions of his vulnerability. He raised a foreleg and scuffed the earth in frustration.<br />
	&#147;Damn Fleet.&#148; He murmured. &#147;Is there anybody here?&#148; He kept his ears swiveling to make sure he wasn&#146;t missing any sudden noises.<br />
	No answer. The golden paint decided the only way to find anything was to wander around and keep his nostrils and ears alert. He remembered his mother telling him to avoid creatures that walked on two legs as well. Any of them. He couldn&#146;t distinguish the difference between the white man and the Native American. But they were both dangerous. He heard stories from the other herd members. The two legged&#146;s supposedly would take him away and force him to let them sit on his back for some odd reason. It wasn&#146;t like they didn&#146;t have legs.  He would have to watch out for any of them. Wandering around listlessly for days, he finally came upon a scent. More of his kind somewhere. Not mares though. Stallions, and quite a few of them. Why so many stallions? He followed the scent with determination. Finally, in a shady tree line, he found a loosely grouped herd of stallions. Galloping daintily towards them he greeted with a loud squeal.<br />
	&#147;Hey! I&#146;m so glad I found some company!&#148; Half-expecting a warm greeting like what he received from his mother, he was in for a great surprise.<br />
	An old tan stallion strutted stiffly up to him. &#147;What? Another one?&#148; He blew stenchy breath at the yearling&#146;s face. &#147;So you think you&#146;re big and bad huh?&#148;<br />
	Battlecry shook his ears. &#147;What? You&#146;re nuts. I just need some company.&#148;<br />
	The old stud cocked his head sideways and chomped his neck. &#147;I don&#146;t need to hear such talk from an infant! And your abit young? I guess the stallion hated you so much he drove you out early huh?&#148;<br />
	Battlecry shook him off and trotted into the heart of the herd. They all greeted him with kicks and bites. What a great new family. The bites didn&#146;t hurt too much. He ended up being the lowest in their pecking order. He didn&#146;t care though, only happy to have somebody to watch his back finally.<br />
	&#147;Where&#146;s all the mares?&#148; He asked. The old tan stallion answered.<br />
	&#147;There is none here. This is a bachelor herd where all us stallions not worthy for a prized herd of mares joins up.&#148; He raised his stiff wrinkled muzzle up towards the sky and drew a loud snort. &#147;I wish I could have stayed with the two-legged animals. They always gave me mares to play with. But no! I was stupid and ran off! Now I&#146;m stuck here with a bunch of stupid wannabe geldings.&#148;<br />
	One of the horses spoke up in defense. &#147;I can&#146;t help that.&#148; He peeped. Battlecry noticed he was slimmer then the rest and had really no smell to him.<br />
	&#147;What&#146;s a gelding? And what are two-legged animals that you speak of? My mom told me that I should avoid two-legged animals, that they kill and eat us.&#148;<br />
	The old stallion shook his ears. &#147;Some are bad and some are good. I was treated nicely because they favored my looks. They talked about how fine my legs were and how shiny my eyes were too. And as for a gelding. They cut your balls off if they find you not worthy of touching the mares.&#148; He raised his lip in mockery to the gelding next to Battlecry.<br />
	&#147;Oh. Well I don&#146;t want their mares then. I just want others that live around here.&#148;<br />
	&#147;Well good luck with that. I&#146;ll be your rival if you ever find some.&#148; He tossed his head and whinnied.<br />
	Battlecry simply snorted and went off to find some good grass. His belly was whining at him for the past few minutes. He thought about having a herd of mares, just a few. Some that would groom him and give him attention when he wanted it. A one-eyed stallion stood next to him chewing on a lump of grass and daydreaming. <br />
	&#147;I once had a herd. A small one of only a few mares and foals. It was great while it lasted. I wish I could see my favorite mare again. But I don&#146;t think she would give me a second glance.&#148;<br />
	&#147;Why not?&#148; Battlecry asked.<br />
	&#147;Because mares are like that. They like to keep to themselves. We&#146;re just hang around and drive them where we want them. Some mares are nice and will groom you, some will just kick you any time you feel needy. Oh well. It was a lot of stress watching out for other stallions anyways. I knew I would lose them eventually. But still. I miss having some pretty mares.&#148; He sighed heavily and went back to plucking up grass.<br />
	&#147;Well I hope my mares would love me more then that.&#148; Battlecry stated. &#147;I would and keep them away from those strange creatures.&#148;<br />
	The one-eyed stallion looked up. &#147;Oh those. Their strange, sitting on top of our kind like that. It looks like they are attacking them, but they don&#146;t bite their necks. The horses don&#146;t seem to mind either. I&#146;m very confused about their ways.&#148;<br />
	Battlecry was very curious about the two-legged creatures though and about the stallion&#146;s eye. &#147;So how did you miss your eye?&#148;<br />
	&#147;Oh I accidentally got scared somehow. I forgot of what, lightning? Yeah anyways I ran into the woods and forgot all about the sharp twigs. One whipped me right in the eye and took it out. I hate the woods now. I don&#146;t see how the deer enjoy it. Unless they like their eyes taken out.&#148;<br />
	Battlecry winced. &#147;Oh I guess I should watch out for trees from now on.&#148;<br />
	&#147;Yes very. Their evil creatures as well.&#148;<br />
	&#147;So how do you get a herd of mares? Do they come around and you pick them?&#148; Battlecry asked again.<br />
	&#147;Heck no. If are you lucky you may find a wandering one for yourself but most of the time you fight for them. Fight a band stallion for his or fight other colts for a wandering mare.&#148; The one-eyed stallion informed. &#147;Sometimes you might hurt your leg, which can be a serious thing if you can&#146;t escape the cats.&#148;<br />
	Battlecry gulped, he never thought that would be so hard to find a pretty mare.<br /><div><img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs22/300W/i/2008/012/9/f/Battlecry_chap_1_by_pookyns_5.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Creature Horse Degis</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Aug 2006 12:31:28 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Creature Horse Degis</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Loriwalker</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://loriwalker.deviantart.com">Copyright 2006-2013 ~Loriwalker</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ MUAHAHAHAHHAHA <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> My entry in *<a class="u" href="http://cooley.deviantart.com/">cooley</a>'s Creature Horse Contest!<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> I've given him the name of Degis. (DEE-giss)<br />
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The escapie from some place that apparently wasn't the nicest to the poor beast..<br />
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That's a horn wrapping around his face. The little 'spike' looking-thing coming from his neck which almost looks as if it connects with that horn, is auctally the other horn. Which, curves somewhat along his neck, and that's the end of it that you can see. Long ears, and it's bearly visable, but 2 longer k-9's in his lower jaw. Eye's are pupil-less, and there's a similar blue colored 'spot' that's just visable behind his right ear (if your facing him). Is it another eye?o0<br />
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Hooves aren't kept 'healthy', durable, and aren't clipped/and or are deformed. They've also apparently been cracked either down the middle, or multipul times...AS you can see.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Their numb, and therefore it doesn't hurt anymore when he runs, or anything else. Fore limbs and rear limbs have a 'spike'/horn-like bone coming from the fetlock joints. Fathering on all four limbs. <br />
Pelt is an olivey-green grey. AS limb progress towards the gound, they become an orange, which then gives way to the cream color. <br />
The tentacle/dreadlock-like mane is orange, and then along the middle down the rest of his body, is a cool grey(hint of orange) colored pin stripe( which the hair runs along with the rest of that). Rear legs bend like that of a dragon/human/whatever else you can think of!<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" />  He is still able to run just like a normal equine.<br />
At night, the blue tribal's on them glow that blue. Along with the marking on the more upper portion of his hind quarters.(better view off to the side) That also glows. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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More horn-like projects from the middle of his pelvis. Not to mention, the poor stallion has been somewhat starved, and two of his ribs must have been ingrown, and have poked out of his hide. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br />
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Serpentine tail ( <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/drool.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":drool:" title="Drool" /> ) does a gradual change into a much darker green. With no eyes, an X across the middle of it's face (which also glows <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ), and a long red tounge, it reliese mostly on the 'main brain'. Which is Degis!xD The pinstrip hair also continues along to the end of his tail, where it gets thicker and longer. Steel 'collar' around the skanes neck is took small for it....<br />
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YAYAYAY!8D I love him!^-^ Also, sorry for the crappy, lame, and un-ingaging description. Dx I loved coming up with this, and am so happy that <a href="http://cooley.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/o/cooley.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="cooley" /></a> came up with just the perfect contest for me'z skills! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /> He's probally my favorite horse that I've ever done!^-^<br />
I got my mom's opinions (she's an artist also! or was...) on a few ideas or questions I had about colors and such...She then told me "Lori, even if you don't win-I don't want you to be upset or anything...Because it's still amazing."...<br />
o0 Okay mom...THANKS!XD I've entered a few contests before this, and I haven't won...so it's nothing big!xP But, even if he's allowed to join the Creature Horse Herd, or not, he'll be sticking around.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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Have any questions? GO AHEAD AND ASK!8D<br />
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Degis, Design, ect. (C) to ~<a class="u" href="http://loriwalker.deviantart.com/">Loriwalker</a><br />
Creature Horse herd (C) to <a href="http://cooley.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/o/cooley.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="cooley" /></a> and her other buddies!^-^ ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs11/150/i/2006/240/6/7/Creature_Horse_Degis_by_Loriwalker.png" height="124" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs11/300W/i/2006/240/6/7/Creature_Horse_Degis_by_Loriwalker.png" height="248" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs11/i/2006/240/6/7/Creature_Horse_Degis_by_Loriwalker.png" height="663" width="803" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ MUAHAHAHAHHAHA <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> My entry in *<a class="u" href="http://cooley.deviantart.com/">cooley</a>'s Creature Horse Contest!<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> I've given him the name of Degis. (DEE-giss)<br />
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The escapie from some place that apparently wasn't the nicest to the poor beast..<br />
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That's a horn wrapping around his face. The little 'spike' looking-thing coming from his neck which almost looks as if it connects with that horn, is auctally the other horn. Which, curves somewhat along his neck, and that's the end of it that you can see. Long ears, and it's bearly visable, but 2 longer k-9's in his lower jaw. Eye's are pupil-less, and there's a similar blue colored 'spot' that's just visable behind his right ear (if your facing him). Is it another eye?o0<br />
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Hooves aren't kept 'healthy', durable, and aren't clipped/and or are deformed. They've also apparently been cracked either down the middle, or multipul times...AS you can see.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Their numb, and therefore it doesn't hurt anymore when he runs, or anything else. Fore limbs and rear limbs have a 'spike'/horn-like bone coming from the fetlock joints. Fathering on all four limbs. <br />
Pelt is an olivey-green grey. AS limb progress towards the gound, they become an orange, which then gives way to the cream color. <br />
The tentacle/dreadlock-like mane is orange, and then along the middle down the rest of his body, is a cool grey(hint of orange) colored pin stripe( which the hair runs along with the rest of that). Rear legs bend like that of a dragon/human/whatever else you can think of!<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" />  He is still able to run just like a normal equine.<br />
At night, the blue tribal's on them glow that blue. Along with the marking on the more upper portion of his hind quarters.(better view off to the side) That also glows. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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More horn-like projects from the middle of his pelvis. Not to mention, the poor stallion has been somewhat starved, and two of his ribs must have been ingrown, and have poked out of his hide. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br />
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Serpentine tail ( <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/drool.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":drool:" title="Drool" /> ) does a gradual change into a much darker green. With no eyes, an X across the middle of it's face (which also glows <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ), and a long red tounge, it reliese mostly on the 'main brain'. Which is Degis!xD The pinstrip hair also continues along to the end of his tail, where it gets thicker and longer. Steel 'collar' around the skanes neck is took small for it....<br />
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YAYAYAY!8D I love him!^-^ Also, sorry for the crappy, lame, and un-ingaging description. Dx I loved coming up with this, and am so happy that <a href="http://cooley.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/o/cooley.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="cooley" /></a> came up with just the perfect contest for me'z skills! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /> He's probally my favorite horse that I've ever done!^-^<br />
I got my mom's opinions (she's an artist also! or was...) on a few ideas or questions I had about colors and such...She then told me "Lori, even if you don't win-I don't want you to be upset or anything...Because it's still amazing."...<br />
o0 Okay mom...THANKS!XD I've entered a few contests before this, and I haven't won...so it's nothing big!xP But, even if he's allowed to join the Creature Horse Herd, or not, he'll be sticking around.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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Have any questions? GO AHEAD AND ASK!8D<br />
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Degis, Design, ect. (C) to ~<a class="u" href="http://loriwalker.deviantart.com/">Loriwalker</a><br />
Creature Horse herd (C) to <a href="http://cooley.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/o/cooley.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="cooley" /></a> and her other buddies!^-^<br /><div><img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs11/300W/i/2006/240/6/7/Creature_Horse_Degis_by_Loriwalker.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Chaya - Mix it Up</title>
                <link>http://vanesse.deviantart.com/art/Chaya-Mix-it-Up-203335278</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://vanesse.deviantart.com/art/Chaya-Mix-it-Up-203335278</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Apr 2011 15:30:47 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Chaya - Mix it Up</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Female">digitalart/3d/characters/female</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Vanesse</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/v/a/vanesse.jpg?3</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://vanesse.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 *Vanesse</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Cowgirl/Centaur <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />Don't forget to sign up at TAC to join our art exchange! <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.theangrycrayon.com/f/threads/10574-MIX-IT-UP-%28Sign-up-from-April-1st-15th%29?p=105237#post105237">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />Credits:<br /><a href="http://sabreyn.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/a/sabreyn.jpg" alt=":iconsabreyn:" title="Sabreyn"/></a> - Chaya<br /><a href="http://parrotdolphin.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/a/parrotdolphin.gif" alt=":iconparrotdolphin:" title="parrotdolphin"/></a> - Metal and Dirty Pretty shaders<br /><a href="http://inception8.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/i/n/inception8.jpg?1" alt=":iconinception8:" title="inception8"/></a> - Just rings<br />Daz - Lorelei Hair<br />Daz - Elverado Outfit<br />Daz - Mil Horse ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/092/2/c/chayla___mix_and_match_by_vanesse-d3d26i6.jpg" height="150" width="113"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/092/2/c/chayla___mix_and_match_by_vanesse-d3d26i6.jpg" height="400" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2011/092/2/c/chayla___mix_and_match_by_vanesse-d3d26i6.jpg" height="1032" width="774" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Cowgirl/Centaur <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />Don't forget to sign up at TAC to join our art exchange! <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.theangrycrayon.com/f/threads/10574-MIX-IT-UP-%28Sign-up-from-April-1st-15th%29?p=105237#post105237">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />Credits:<br /><a href="http://sabreyn.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/a/sabreyn.jpg" alt=":iconsabreyn:" title="Sabreyn"/></a> - Chaya<br /><a href="http://parrotdolphin.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/a/parrotdolphin.gif" alt=":iconparrotdolphin:" title="parrotdolphin"/></a> - Metal and Dirty Pretty shaders<br /><a href="http://inception8.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/i/n/inception8.jpg?1" alt=":iconinception8:" title="inception8"/></a> - Just rings<br />Daz - Lorelei Hair<br />Daz - Elverado Outfit<br />Daz - Mil Horse<br /><div><img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/092/2/c/chayla___mix_and_match_by_vanesse-d3d26i6.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Brother</title>
                <link>http://anniehyena.deviantart.com/art/Brother-202661080</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://anniehyena.deviantart.com/art/Brother-202661080</guid>
                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 06:51:20 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Brother</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Domesticated Animals">photography/nature/domestic</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">AnnieHyena</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/n/anniehyena.gif?10</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://anniehyena.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~AnnieHyena</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Join up is a magical thing. (youtube it)<br /><br />my mother took this photo, as I was walking around with him. I stop, he stops, if I turn left, he turns left.<br />You might notice the whip on the floor. He's scared to death of it. But notice after join up has been preformed...he's not even looking, even though it's right by his hooves!<br /><br />After this I took him in the trailer a few times and there was such a difference! He didn't try and push past me, he didn't rear, didn't kick...nothing. <br />I could tell he was still a bit scared, but he was fine.<br /><br />Next step - closing the doors. Going for a drive. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/087/5/9/brother_by_anniehyena-d3cnqag.jpg" height="64" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/087/5/9/brother_by_anniehyena-d3cnqag.jpg" height="129" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/087/5/9/brother_by_anniehyena-d3cnqag.jpg" height="386" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Join up is a magical thing. (youtube it)<br /><br />my mother took this photo, as I was walking around with him. I stop, he stops, if I turn left, he turns left.<br />You might notice the whip on the floor. He's scared to death of it. But notice after join up has been preformed...he's not even looking, even though it's right by his hooves!<br /><br />After this I took him in the trailer a few times and there was such a difference! He didn't try and push past me, he didn't rear, didn't kick...nothing. <br />I could tell he was still a bit scared, but he was fine.<br /><br />Next step - closing the doors. Going for a drive.<br /><div><img src="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/087/5/9/brother_by_anniehyena-d3cnqag.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Join Up With A Mustang</title>
                <link>http://wildbritishkittycat.deviantart.com/art/Join-Up-With-A-Mustang-326961600</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://wildbritishkittycat.deviantart.com/art/Join-Up-With-A-Mustang-326961600</guid>
                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2012 10:55:17 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Join Up With A Mustang</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">digitalart/paintings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">WildBritishKittyCat</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/w/i/wildbritishkittycat.gif</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://wildbritishkittycat.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 *WildBritishKittyCat</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <i>Yeah, That Takes Forever</i><br /><br />For <a target="_self" href="http://dcs-rehabchallenge.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/c/dcs-rehabchallenge.png?1" alt=":icondcs-rehabchallenge:" title="DCS-RehabChallenge" /></a><br />Step 5 - First Human Interaction<br /><br />*Full Story Later*<br /><br />(No Critique Please, I Will Fix everything Later (Including Story)<br /><br /><i>The Stallion Had been at Wild Dreamz Ranch For almost a Week now. He had Settled in and Was Getting Quite Comfortable in his new home. He was Finally able to Relax. Although, He was still jumpy, He wasnt as Tense as he was in the wild. Cloudy, the Black mare in the neighboring pasture was a Big help to him. <br />Today, things were a Bit different, Elli tacked Cloud up for a Ride and Rode around in the Stallions pasture like normal. The Stallion Followed Like Normal. But this time, they were going somewhere new. <br />The Stallion followed Ellie and Cloud into a Small Enclosed round Area. He Snorted, Becoming Concerned.<br /><br /><br />Ellie Spoke Softly to the Stallion as She Dismounted Cloud and Led her out of the Arena. Closing the Gate on the Stallion so he coundnt Follow. She sighed and Looped Clouds rope around the hitching post. She took a Deep breath as this was only her second time performing the Join up, and This time, With a Wild Stallion.<br />She quietly entered the Arena, picked up the Lounge whip and Snapped the Ground with it alog with Making a Short Clucking sound. The Stallion tossed his head up, coausing his ink black hair to go flying every Direction. Ellie cracked the Whip agian, Motioning for the Stallion to move. The Stallion tucking his butt underneith him and Bolted, letting out a Buck or two. He ran as fast as he could in the Circle. Ellie would stop him after a while, turn her back to him, Sit down and wait. and If he Didnt show interest in her, She got up and Made him run agian. <br />It was a Long Process, And it required lots of Patience. <br />it Grew dark, and Elli and the Stallion were still at it. Finnaly Elli stopped him, turned her back one more time and Sat down. This time, the stallion came to her and rested his nose on top of her head, fumbling with that one red Streak of hair. Ellie grinned, She Did it. She Got the Stallion to Join-up with her! She Slightly tilted her head back to the Stallion. This was just the Beginning, And it was going to be a Long ride, but At this Moment, They were One Step closer. and What an Amazing ones step closer it was. <br /><br />Horses Design (c) =<a class="u" href="http://quantaria.deviantart.com">Quantaria</a><br />Art (c) *<a class="u" href="http://wilddreamzranch.deviantart.com">WildDreamzRanch</a></i> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2012/257/1/8/join_up_with_a_mustang_by_wilddreamzranch-d5enx6o.png" height="87" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2012/257/1/8/join_up_with_a_mustang_by_wilddreamzranch-d5enx6o.png" height="174" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2012/257/1/8/join_up_with_a_mustang_by_wilddreamzranch-d5enx6o.png" height="681" width="1174" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <i>Yeah, That Takes Forever</i><br /><br />For <a target="_self" href="http://dcs-rehabchallenge.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/c/dcs-rehabchallenge.png?1" alt=":icondcs-rehabchallenge:" title="DCS-RehabChallenge" /></a><br />Step 5 - First Human Interaction<br /><br />*Full Story Later*<br /><br />(No Critique Please, I Will Fix everything Later (Including Story)<br /><br /><i>The Stallion Had been at Wild Dreamz Ranch For almost a Week now. He had Settled in and Was Getting Quite Comfortable in his new home. He was Finally able to Relax. Although, He was still jumpy, He wasnt as Tense as he was in the wild. Cloudy, the Black mare in the neighboring pasture was a Big help to him. <br />Today, things were a Bit different, Elli tacked Cloud up for a Ride and Rode around in the Stallions pasture like normal. The Stallion Followed Like Normal. But this time, they were going somewhere new. <br />The Stallion followed Ellie and Cloud into a Small Enclosed round Area. He Snorted, Becoming Concerned.<br /><br /><br />Ellie Spoke Softly to the Stallion as She Dismounted Cloud and Led her out of the Arena. Closing the Gate on the Stallion so he coundnt Follow. She sighed and Looped Clouds rope around the hitching post. She took a Deep breath as this was only her second time performing the Join up, and This time, With a Wild Stallion.<br />She quietly entered the Arena, picked up the Lounge whip and Snapped the Ground with it alog with Making a Short Clucking sound. The Stallion tossed his head up, coausing his ink black hair to go flying every Direction. Ellie cracked the Whip agian, Motioning for the Stallion to move. The Stallion tucking his butt underneith him and Bolted, letting out a Buck or two. He ran as fast as he could in the Circle. Ellie would stop him after a while, turn her back to him, Sit down and wait. and If he Didnt show interest in her, She got up and Made him run agian. <br />It was a Long Process, And it required lots of Patience. <br />it Grew dark, and Elli and the Stallion were still at it. Finnaly Elli stopped him, turned her back one more time and Sat down. This time, the stallion came to her and rested his nose on top of her head, fumbling with that one red Streak of hair. Ellie grinned, She Did it. She Got the Stallion to Join-up with her! She Slightly tilted her head back to the Stallion. This was just the Beginning, And it was going to be a Long ride, but At this Moment, They were One Step closer. and What an Amazing ones step closer it was. <br /><br />Horses Design (c) =<a class="u" href="http://quantaria.deviantart.com">Quantaria</a><br />Art (c) *<a class="u" href="http://wilddreamzranch.deviantart.com">WildDreamzRanch</a></i><br /><div><img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2012/257/1/8/join_up_with_a_mustang_by_wilddreamzranch-d5enx6o.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Two Headed Horse</title>
                <link>http://fontpeter.deviantart.com/art/Two-Headed-Horse-257128620</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://fontpeter.deviantart.com/art/Two-Headed-Horse-257128620</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Sep 2011 15:45:53 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Two Headed Horse</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Surreal">digitalart/photomanip/surreal</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">FontPeter</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/f/o/fontpeter.jpg?2</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://fontpeter.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 !FontPeter</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ "Hello, Nice horse is that, you're in"<br /><br />&gt;"Thanks, but in my view, that hose is me"<br /><br />"Really?"<br /><br />&gt;"Of cause! I don't know how the doc has made it, but i actually feel that body as mine, however, I don't have full control over that body, so I and my friend above are somewhat a team that share only one body, sometimes a little difficult, but sometimes fun, imagine, your body is acting ny it's own will"<br /><br />"So you can't decide, where you want to go?"<br /><br />&gt;"Oh no, its a little like riding, I can decide, but I only will go there, if it's also OK for the horse."<br /><br />"As I came here, I thought, that you are only a face and a brain and thought, that interview would be some difficult, that you only can give signals of yes or no..."<br /><br />&gt;"Oh as the doc told me, what left over of me, I also thought this, but even that had been OK, It was like that in the first time after the surgery, but with some control over the breath life had become much more easy."<br /><br />"Sorry, but I'm a little curious, how you came into that situation."<br /><br />&gt;"Oh, that is somewhat a sad story, but with a happy ending - so I see that. Oh, I only was seventeen and I started to feel, not really know how to say, some - umm - weak - over the time it get more and more worse and I went from physician to physician, no one find, what's wrong with me. I lost weight and could hardly move myself, need more and more help, so I came into that institute here. And here the specialists found what happened, I don't really understand all that gobbledygook, but as he said, that I will die and he cannot do anything for my body to prevent this, it was - umm - hard will not really fit to that I felt than" (she started a little to cry) "Can you imagine, you are just out of school and all the time there, all the hard learning only was a waste of time and you have to go just in a few weeks?"<br /><br />"Oh... oh oh..."<br /><br />&gt;"Yea, and that this man told me, that they plan a test and this could save my life, but I will lost my sick body. he told me, that he will join a part of me to a horses body. First I thought something as to become a centaur, but he said, that this will not work, the Horse need to have it's own head - and he only can save my face and my brain, but hadn't really an idea where to place it on the horses body. He had a lot of stupid ideas and I told him, that I'd better die, instead of being there, but than I asked him for that place here - and he sad, that he didn't know how to make it - I didn't see him for three days, but than he asked: 'are you ready to go?'..."<br /><br />And?<br /><br />&gt;Oh, I don't really loved the idea to say good by to my body, cause first I lost my limbs, and all my body can give  I expect not to feel anything after the most of me is removed  and the doc could not wipe that thought away, but I wasn't in the state to wait any longer  and also , ther was no chance anyway, so I want to start as fast as possible.<br /><br />And how was it as you wake up the first time without your body?<br />&gt;Strange, very very strange  I just felt nothing but I was nearly in a height as if I was standing on that paddock, There was air going through my nose and when I opened my mouth also through there, and I was able to swallow my spit. Strange when there is a breathing and it is not you who do it. Than I saw that hose-chin from below, this is the only part I can see, Than I only looked to the ground, cause that horse started to browse and I saw the first time my new 'arms'  the time of that browsing was some boring, but as that horse started to run over the paddock, that was  wow!!! Nothing in front of you, I felt there wind on my face, and the warm breath passing my mouth. My voice also was still paralyzed, but I think, everyone had heard my cries of victory, if I had my voice.<br /><br />How long has it take until you where able to speak again?<br /><br />&gt;Oh, not as long as I thought  I think it was only two weeks, but it was a slow process and and day by day I felt more and more that horse to be my body, I felt to be touched, felt my legs and my hoofs touching the ground...<br /><br />so you enjoy living that way?<br /><br />&gt; Yea!!! Every second!<br /><br />thank you for that interview<br /><br />&gt;Oh, your welcome, are you in the mood for a little ride?<br /><br />Hmm? I haven't the knowledge how to ride a horse<br /><br />&gt;You don't need this, you will ride me and I show you the all the beautiful places here, you only have to sit in the saddle. But if you like, I will teach you riding, cause I'm the only riding teacher, who feel the doing of his trainee, so let's start a little trip...<br /><br />Really? 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            <description><![CDATA[ "Hello, Nice horse is that, you're in"<br /><br />&gt;"Thanks, but in my view, that hose is me"<br /><br />"Really?"<br /><br />&gt;"Of cause! I don't know how the doc has made it, but i actually feel that body as mine, however, I don't have full control over that body, so I and my friend above are somewhat a team that share only one body, sometimes a little difficult, but sometimes fun, imagine, your body is acting ny it's own will"<br /><br />"So you can't decide, where you want to go?"<br /><br />&gt;"Oh no, its a little like riding, I can decide, but I only will go there, if it's also OK for the horse."<br /><br />"As I came here, I thought, that you are only a face and a brain and thought, that interview would be some difficult, that you only can give signals of yes or no..."<br /><br />&gt;"Oh as the doc told me, what left over of me, I also thought this, but even that had been OK, It was like that in the first time after the surgery, but with some control over the breath life had become much more easy."<br /><br />"Sorry, but I'm a little curious, how you came into that situation."<br /><br />&gt;"Oh, that is somewhat a sad story, but with a happy ending - so I see that. Oh, I only was seventeen and I started to feel, not really know how to say, some - umm - weak - over the time it get more and more worse and I went from physician to physician, no one find, what's wrong with me. I lost weight and could hardly move myself, need more and more help, so I came into that institute here. And here the specialists found what happened, I don't really understand all that gobbledygook, but as he said, that I will die and he cannot do anything for my body to prevent this, it was - umm - hard will not really fit to that I felt than" (she started a little to cry) "Can you imagine, you are just out of school and all the time there, all the hard learning only was a waste of time and you have to go just in a few weeks?"<br /><br />"Oh... oh oh..."<br /><br />&gt;"Yea, and that this man told me, that they plan a test and this could save my life, but I will lost my sick body. he told me, that he will join a part of me to a horses body. First I thought something as to become a centaur, but he said, that this will not work, the Horse need to have it's own head - and he only can save my face and my brain, but hadn't really an idea where to place it on the horses body. He had a lot of stupid ideas and I told him, that I'd better die, instead of being there, but than I asked him for that place here - and he sad, that he didn't know how to make it - I didn't see him for three days, but than he asked: 'are you ready to go?'..."<br /><br />And?<br /><br />&gt;Oh, I don't really loved the idea to say good by to my body, cause first I lost my limbs, and all my body can give  I expect not to feel anything after the most of me is removed  and the doc could not wipe that thought away, but I wasn't in the state to wait any longer  and also , ther was no chance anyway, so I want to start as fast as possible.<br /><br />And how was it as you wake up the first time without your body?<br />&gt;Strange, very very strange  I just felt nothing but I was nearly in a height as if I was standing on that paddock, There was air going through my nose and when I opened my mouth also through there, and I was able to swallow my spit. Strange when there is a breathing and it is not you who do it. Than I saw that hose-chin from below, this is the only part I can see, Than I only looked to the ground, cause that horse started to browse and I saw the first time my new 'arms'  the time of that browsing was some boring, but as that horse started to run over the paddock, that was  wow!!! Nothing in front of you, I felt there wind on my face, and the warm breath passing my mouth. My voice also was still paralyzed, but I think, everyone had heard my cries of victory, if I had my voice.<br /><br />How long has it take until you where able to speak again?<br /><br />&gt;Oh, not as long as I thought  I think it was only two weeks, but it was a slow process and and day by day I felt more and more that horse to be my body, I felt to be touched, felt my legs and my hoofs touching the ground...<br /><br />so you enjoy living that way?<br /><br />&gt; Yea!!! Every second!<br /><br />thank you for that interview<br /><br />&gt;Oh, your welcome, are you in the mood for a little ride?<br /><br />Hmm? I haven't the knowledge how to ride a horse<br /><br />&gt;You don't need this, you will ride me and I show you the all the beautiful places here, you only have to sit in the saddle. But if you like, I will teach you riding, cause I'm the only riding teacher, who feel the doing of his trainee, so let's start a little trip...<br /><br />Really? OK, lets go than...<br /><div><img src="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/249/4/6/two_headed_horse_by_fontpeter-d4935po.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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        <media:copyright url="http://drewhammond.deviantart.com">Copyright 2008-2013 *drewhammond</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Here is number 12 of uploads from chapters of the novel: &#039;Carnal Combat&#039;. <br /><br />Chapter Three<br />Part C<br />Respite<br /><br />	Williams sat down at her desk.  &#147;Damn it all.  Today I&#146;m controlled by suits.  The multiple ones upstairs yanked my investigation right out from under me, and now this single suit has me flying over to San Diego.  The suits have me this day.  Well, better start checking him out.&#148;  <br />	The Officer immediately got on the phone and called the reporter.  &#147;Trevor, have you ever heard of a guy by the name of Mark Phillips?&#148;<br />	&#147;Can&#146;t say that I have.&#148;<br />	&#147;He works at Coke.&#148;<br />	&#147;Nope, doesn&#146;t ring a bell.  What&#146;d he do, kill his wife with one of their products, say a Coke bottle?&#148;<br />	&#147;Nothing like that.  Seems he&#146;s into female fighters.  Saw me fight last Monday.  Invited me to San Diego at the end of the month for some sort of amateur female boxing and wrestling convention.  Put on by a bunch of video companies who film this sort of stuff.  He&#146;ll pay for everything.&#148;<br />	&#147;Georgia, when you said he was into female fighters, are you implying that this Phillips chap wants to get into, deep into, a certain boxer we both know and love, while in California?  Hope you got him to spring for Sea World too.&#148;<br />	&#147;Mister Harrison, you have a dirty mind.&#148;<br />	&#147;Can&#146;t help it hon.  I cover the Georgia legislature.&#148;<br />	&#147;I know what you mean.  Well, this guy seems like he&#146;s on the up-and-up.  He&#146;s big into female boxing, and has a partner in the State of New York who digs women&#146;s wrestling.  He told me the sponsors of this convention are flying in a group of European amateur female wrestlers and boxers, all of whom are converging on San Diego for two days of matches.  He wants me to be matched against one of them, representing our country.&#148;<br />	&#147;Sounds pretty patriotic.  I&#146;d better let you know, those European girls are pretty tough.&#148;<br />	&#147;How do you know?&#148;<br />	&#147;This women&#146;s boxing thing is really gaining momentum, both amateur and professional.  Tuesday I started doing some heavy research into its history as well as the current direction it&#146;s going.  I must add that you are the inspiration for this &#150; I call it shiner Tuesday.  I&#146;m planning on writing a series of articles on the sport.  Might eventually become my second book.  Sort of a female Rocky.  One thing I&#146;m going to do later today is go over to the Doraville gym and interview that Elektra Naxos babe.<br />	&#147;She is a babe, Trevor.  Good looker.&#148;   <br />	&#147;We&#146;ll see about that.  Especially which side of the face is her nose located.&#148;<br />	&#147;Smack dab in the middle of her face, Trevor.  And she has a cute one too.&#148;<br />	&#147;As I said, &#145;We&#146;ll see.&#146;  Anyway, to answer your question.  In Europe, there&#146;s been a long tradition of training and matching young women against each other in amateur fights.  Mostly underground.  They&#146;re damn serious about this over there.  They train them hard, long, and well.  You get in the ring with one of them and you&#146;ll have the fight of your life.&#148;<br />	&#147;I thought I just had.  Anyway, from what you said about being matched against one of those European fighters, I think that is what I need.  To see if I really have what it takes for the long haul,  I&#146;ve never gone ten rounds.&#148;<br />	&#147;Tell you what, Georgia.  I&#146;ve never seen you in the ring, but the next time you get in one I want to be there.  From the way you&#146;re talking it sounds like you&#146;ve already made up your mind.  If that is the case, see if you can convince Phillips to talk to my editor and have the paper spring for me to take a trip to California to cover this event.&#148;<br />	&#147;I&#146;ll try.&#148;<br />	&#147;Georgia, you said this match takes place in about a month, so use this time as a respite and don&#146;t take on any more fights.  And give that left eye of yours plenty of time to heal.  That will take at least another week before it&#146;s back to normal.  Good thing your eyebrow wasn&#146;t cut from the force of the blow.  After that, see your trainer at Body Works and work out some kind of strategy to beat this European.  You better hit the track right after work and get in some long distance roadwork to build up your wind and endurance.  This fight could go the full ten rounds, and as you said, you&#146;ve never gone that distance.&#148;<br />	&#147;Good advice Trevor.  I&#146;ll do it.&#148;   <br />	&#147;Okay, you call the Coke man back and tell him you&#146;ll do it, but on one condition.  You want me as your cornerman, as well me writing an article about the whole shindig for the paper.  And you know what that means, a call to my Editor-In-Chief.  All he needs to do is get my boss to start thinking about it.  I&#146;ll close in with the patriotic angle.  Us versus them.  Perhaps US versus Europe.  Can you do that?&#148;<br />	&#147;Okay, Trevor.  I&#146;ll see what I can do.  For both of us.  You&#146;ll be in my corner.&#148;<br />	&#147;You bet, Georgia.&#148;	<br />	&#147;We&#146;re a team, huh.&#148;<br />	&#147;Yep, we&#146;re a team.  A regular Damon and Pythias.    <br />	&#147;Yeah, but which one of us is Damon?  Even worse, which one is Pythias?&#148;<br />	&#147;Good question, Georgia.  Say, this partner of his.  Wouldn&#146;t do if his name was Dionysius.&#148;  <br />	&#147;God, I hope not.&#148;<br />	&#147;Hon, you said his partner lives in the state of New York?&#148;<br />	&#147;Yep.&#148;<br />	&#147;Wonder if it&#146;s Syracuse?&#148;<br /><br />Chapter Four<br />Elektra Naxos<br />Part A<br /><br />The Invitation<br /><br />	That Friday evening, Harrison headed over to the Doraville gym to interview Naxos.  Williams had described her in some detail to the reporter and he had no problem picking her out.  Considering there were only two other women in the place, and both Latinas.    She was punching out one of the heavy bags, and he went up behind her and quietly said, &#147;I believe you must be Elektra Naxos.&#148;<br />	She moved around the bag in order to still keep pounding away, as well to enable her to see who was talking.  &#147;I&#146;ve never seen you before.  How&#146;d you know my name?&#148;<br />	&#147;Georgia Williams told me, &#145;Just look for the best looking lady in the gym, and that will be Elektra Naxos.&#146;  She didn&#146;t tell me that you are also one of the nicest looking women in all of Atlanta.&#148;<br />	She stopped hitting the bag.  &#147;You silver tongued devil you.  Did Georgia really say that?&#148;<br />	&#147;As an honest newspaper reporter, I told you the truth.&#148;<br />	&#147;An honest reporter.  That&#146;ll be the day.&#148;<br />	He shrugged his shoulders.  &#147;Whatever you may think of newsmen, that is what she said.  Concerning my own observation of you &#150; That too was factual.  You really are quite lovely.&#148;<br />	&#147;Listen buster, if you think you can sway me with that kind of highfalutin flattery&#133;&#148;  She paused, then added, &#147;Well, you&#146;re fucking right you can.&#148;<br />	He roared with laughter at that and held out his hand.  &#147;Name&#146;s Trevor Harrison and I write for the AJC.&#148;<br />	She shook it warmly and replied, &#147;Georgia is good people.  For a cop.&#148;  Then added, &#147;You seem to be okay too, for a ragman.&#148;<br />	&#147;The AJC is no rag.  However, how does published novelist rate with you?&#148;<br />	&#147<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />retty high.  Only I can&#146;t recall hearing your name before.&#148;<br />	&#147;First book is just about to hit the streets.  Longstreet Press.&#148;<br />	&#147;Oh, a local house.  Not New York, eh.&#148;<br />	&#147;It&#146;s my first novel for god&#146;s sake.  At least it&#146;s getting published.  What the fuck have you written lately?&#148;  <br />	&#147;Hay, calm down Trevor.  I was just pulling your chain.  Don&#146;t get so damn defensive.&#148;<br />	&#147;Sorry, I shouldn&#146;t have swore at you.&#148;<br />	&#147;Believe me, I&#146;ve heard worse.  Look, we&#146;ve had a rocky start here.  Let&#146;s start over.&#148;  She held out her hand and with a big smile said, &#147;Hi, my name is Elektra.  What do you go by, you big handsome man?  Besides stud.&#148;<br />	Her response absolutely threw him, and all he could do is reply sheepishly, &#147;Okay, we start anew,&#148; as he shook her hand anew.<br />	&#147;Fine.  That&#146;s better.  Now, what are you here to see me about?&#148;<br />  	&#147;I&#146;d like to find out why you&#146;d put that lovely face on the line every time you climb into the ring, Miss Naxos.&#148;<br />	&#147;Don&#146;t get formal with me, Trevor.  It&#146;s Elektra, or do I have to knock your block off to call me that.&#148;<br />	&#147;It&#146;s Elektra.  Absolutely Elektra.&#148;<br />	&#147;That&#146;s better.  From your accent, you&#146;re not from around here are you?&#148;<br />	&#147;California.&#148;<br />	&#147;Figures.  Anyway, I sure can talk about trying to punch some woman&#146;s lights out.  What I&#146;ve painfully learned to not talk about is politics, religion or pedigree.  Especially the pedigree of Southern women.&#148;<br />	&#147;My lord, Elektra, what&#146;s left?&#148;<br />	&#147;The weather.&#148;<br />	&#147;That&#146;s it, the weather?&#148;<br />	&#147;How about food, Trevor.  I&#146;m starved.  Especially for real southern food.  Not cuisine, I&#146;m talking about stick to your ribs food.  It&#146;s a Friday night and I don&#146;t have a date.  You big stud.&#148;  She gave him a wink.<br />	He chuckled at this obvious hint and responded, &#147;Miss Naxos, it seems you have a date for tonight.  If I may be so honored?&#148;  <br />	&#147;The honor is mine, most gallant sir.&#148;<br />	&#147;Then it&#146;s a Friday date.&#148;<br />	&#147;Good.  Oh by the way Mister Harrison, don&#146;t get any wrong ideas about how I just hustled you into a dinner date.  I&#146;m not easy.&#148;<br />	&#147;I know that.&#148;<br />	&#147;As I said, &#145;I&#146;m not easy&#146;.  But I can be reasonable.&#148;<br />	&#147;I betting on that.&#148;<br />	She chuckled at this, &#147<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />ut your money on reasonable.&#148;  Then added, &#147;Well, where do you want to eat?&#148;<br />	&#147;Since you&#146;re a local, I&#146;ll leave that up to you.&#148;<br />	&#147;What are you hungry for, mister newsman?&#148;<br />	&#147;Speaking of stick to your ribs food, how about them.  Ribs.&#148;<br />	&#147;How long have you been in the Atlanta area?&#148;<br />	&#147;Not that long.  Besides, I don&#146;t go out that much to eat.  I like cooking for myself.&#148;  <br />	&#147;Trevor, me boy; we have rib joints here that have pork ribs so big, and with so much meat and barbecue sauce on them, they&#146;re stick to your face ribs.  Or how about something lighter, like Southern fried chicken.  The real thing.&#148;<br />	&#147;Let&#146;s start with the chicken.&#148;<br />	&#147;It&#146;s in downtown Atlanta.&#148;<br />	&#147;So.&#148;<br />	&#147;So let&#146;s go.  It&#146;s a place called: &#145;Mary Mac&#146;s Tea Room&#146;.&#148;<br />	Harrison exploded in the laughter of incredulity.  &#147;I can&#146;t quite see me sipping tea and eating crumpets.  Or for that matter, you, Miss Naxos.&#148;<br />	She chuckled at the thought of it.  &#147;Yeah, sounds pretty stuffy.  However, Mary Mac&#146;s is not what it sounds like.  A little background here.  After the end of the Civil War there were a lot of young widows and not much housing still standing around here in Atlanta.&#148;<br />	&#147;Sherman made sure of that,&#148; he added.<br />	&#147;That he did.  He made us reap the whirlwind, which we well deserved.&#148;<br />	&#147;Thought you weren&#146;t going to talk about politics, Elektra.&#148;<br />	&#147;I&#146;m not, I was referring to the Civil War, which is not politics, but stupidity on a national scale.  But, I digress.  So what these widows did to feed themselves and their children was either build houses with a lot of little rooms for boarders or open up their large homes as boardinghouses.  If the roomers paid extra they had breakfast and dinner thrown in.  Some of these women were pretty good cooks and they started opening up their dining rooms for the lunch crowd.  Then the real sharpies realized that they could make good money by opening up dining rooms close to the various business districts of Atlanta.  They called them &#145;Tearooms&#146; which sounded more genteel.&#148;<br />	&#147;So you&#146;re proposing we eat dinner surrounded by a flock of genteel old hens, cackling gossip.&#148;<br />	&#147;Not exactly.  The only hens will be on your plate.  This joint serves the best fried chicken in the South.  It&#146;s on a street called Ponce De Leon, which is situated in a pretty lively part of town, to say the least.&#148;<br />	&#147;I&#146;m a reporter, I know the area.&#148;<br />	&#147;Of course.  Oh, one last thing &#150; If you don&#146;t know how to read and write, you&#146;ll starve at Mary Mac&#146;s.&#148;<br />	&#147;How&#146;s that?&#148;<br />	&#147;The place is kind of small, and very popular.  So to keep things moving you&#146;ll find the menu on the table when you sit down, as well as an order pad and pencil.  The menu changes every day because they&#146;ll cook whatever the mood strikes them.  Except for the chicken.  It&#146;s always on the menu.  Then, when you&#146;ve made your selections, and the menu is extensive, you fill out the order pad with what you want.  Consequently you have to read and write your order; then a waitress will swoop by and pick up your order.&#148;  Then she gave him a conspiratorial wink as she concluded, &#147;And then there is Mary Mac&#146;s pot likker.&#148;         <br />	He chuckled, &#147<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />ot likker?  Oh lordy, moonshine in a teacup.  Sounds like my kind of place.  Let&#146;s go.&#148;<br />	Which they immediately did.	   <br /><br />Chapter Four<br />Part B<br />The Cockpit<br /><br />	Except for one slight delay.	<br />	&#147;Trevor, I had a hot workout and I really stink.  I need to take a shower, so if you can wait, I&#146;ll do it here.&#148;<br />	&#147;Sure.  Did you drive to the gym?&#148;<br />	&#147;Yep.&#148;  Then she called out to one of the Latinas who was close by.  Naxos reached into the side pocket of her gray sweat pants and pulled out a set of keys.  As she separated the apartment keys from the rest of the set she said, &#147;Rose, here&#146;s my car keys.  I&#146;ve got a ride, so you don&#146;t have to wait for me to drive you back to the apartment.&#148;  While handing the keys to the Latina she made the brief introductions, &#147;Rose, this is Trevor.  Be nice to him, he&#146;s a reporter for the AJC.&#148;  Then she turned around and headed to the showers.<br />	&#147;Are you two roommates?&#148;<br />	&#147;No,&#148; Rose replied.  &#147;We both live in the same apartment complex.  I have my own place down the hall.&#148;<br />	&#147;This gym isn&#146;t such a big place.  Do they have a separate shower for women?&#148;<br />	&#147;No, it&#146;s co-ed.&#148;<br />	&#147;That sounds interesting.  I think I join this gym and take up boxing.&#148;<br />	&#147;Don&#146;t get your hopes up, Trevor.  It&#146;s a small shower stall and only holds one.  Well, two in a pinch.  Anyway, the owner painted over the glass shower door and put a latch on the inside so it can be locked by whoever is taking a shower.&#148;<br />	&#147;Damn.&#148;   <br />	&#147;Listen, Trevor.  I don&#146;t mean to be rude, but I&#146;ve got to get going.&#148;<br />	&#147;No problem.  Nice meeting you, Rose.&#148;<br />	&#147;Same here.  By.&#148;<br />	&#147;By.&#148;  <br />	He was now alone with his thoughts.  The newsman walked around the gym and looked at the boxers working out.  He directed his attention to the sparring going on in the ring.  It wasn&#146;t very long before she emerged from the co-ed bathroom.  <br />	&#147;That didn&#146;t take you very long in there.  I appreciate that.&#148;<br />	&#147;I have fast hands.  Whenever I&#146;m in the ring or the shower.  However, I like my fellows to have slow hands.  Do you have slow hands Trevor?&#148;<br />	&#147;Slow.  Decidedly slow.  So slow they catch up with me about 15 minutes after I get out of bed.&#148;<br />	&#147;Jeez, I said slow.  Not bloody detached.&#148;<br />	&#147;Well, there are times when my hands seem to have a mind of their own.&#148;<br />	&#147;That can get a fellow&#146;s face slapped right hard.&#148;<br />	&#147;Or in my case it could result in a straight left to the face and a right hook to the gut.&#148;<br />	&#147;One of my favorite combinations.  Along with mashed potatoes and thick chicken gravy with my fried chicken.  And peas.  Can&#146;t forget the peas if a body has got a plate of mashed potatoes in front of &#145;um.  I just push those little folks into my taters and shove the combination into my mouth.  That way you don&#146;t look stupid picking up a forkful of peas and having the little critters falling off and bouncing all over your plate.  And table.&#148;<br />	As they walked into the parking lot he shook his head slightly and muttered, &#147;I can&#146;t believe we&#146;re having this conversation.&#148;<br />	&#147;It&#146;s the South, and you&#146;re talking to a Southern woman.  Get used to it, Trevor.&#148;<br />	His was the last car in the lot and as they approached it Naxos exclaimed, &#147;You drive a Vette?&#148;<br />	&#147;Yep.&#148;<br />	&#147;It looks mean, with that solid black paint job.&#148;<br />	&#147;It has been known to snarl on occasion.&#148;<br />	&#147;What year is it?&#148;<br />	&#147;A 1994.  I like its design a lot better than the new model.  I bought it used a couple of years ago.  It&#146;s loaded, and yet I got a really good price for it from a private party.  Had to sell it right now kind of thing.&#148;<br />	&#147;It is gorgeous.&#148;<br />  	&#147; A beautiful piece of machinery.&#148;<br />	&#147;She sure is, Trevor.&#148;<br />	&#147;I was referring to you.&#148;<br />	She gave him a gentle whack on the shoulder, &#147;Ain&#146;t you sweet.&#147;<br />	&#147;On occasion.  Anyway, concerning the car, I think I&#146;ll hang onto it.&#148;<br />	&#147;I&#146;ll say.&#148;<br />	Both hands were empty and outside of his pockets as they approached the passenger door.  Without hesitation he opened up the door for her.<br />	&#147;Trevor, don&#146;t you lock this thing?&#148;<br />	&#147;Do I ever.  I never walk away from it for a minute without locking it.&#148;<br />	&#147;But you just opened it for me without using a key.  And there&#146;s nothing in your hand.&#148;<br />	&#147;Oh that.&#148;  He closed the door before she could get in.  &#147;Stay put,&#148; he asked as he walked away.  She heard a muffled click, then the horn gave a quick beep.  &#147;You try it,&#148; he nicely commanded.<br />	She did as he asked.  &#147;This beast hates me.  It won&#146;t open.&#148;<br />	He walked back to the door and opened it for her again.  This time she heard the same muffled click as he started to reach for the door-handle.  &#147;How&#146;d you do that?&#148;<br />	&#147;It seems I have a rather powerful personality.  I mentally command it to open.  And it does.&#148;<br />	As she slipped into the leather seat she grumbled, &#147;So much for truthful newspaper reporters.&#148;  When he opened the driver&#146;s door to get in she added, &#147;Hell, my Jap Crap won&#146;t open for me half the time for the first time.  And that&#146;s when I&#146;m using the door key.&#148;  After he sat down and inserted the key in the ignition is when she noticed the black fob attached to the key ring.  &#147;Ah, I see the door opener.  But you never touched it.&#148;<br />	He snickered as he started the Corvette.  &#147;It&#146;s a passive door opener, dear.  I keep it in my pocket and the car picks up its signal to open both doors when I get close enough.  &#145;Look ma, no hands.&#146;  It&#146;s great when you&#146;ve got two armfuls of groceries.&#148;<br />	&#147;I&#146;ll bet.&#148;<br />	&#147;Okay, buckle up.&#148;<br />	She did as told then asked, &#147;You&#146;re not some kind of nut behind the wheel, are you?&#148;<br />	&#147;Nope.&#148;  <br />	As he looked behind him while backing up, Naxos noticed some words appear on the glass panel near the top of the center console.  &#147;Um Trevor, your car is telling you that one of your tires has low air pressure.&#148;  <br />	He hit the breaks and turned his attention forward.  &#147;Damn,&#148; he snarled.<br />	&#148;Damn is right.  One of your tires is going flat.&#148;<br />	&#147;Well, it won&#146;t go flat.&#148;  He turned off the engine, opened up the glove compartment between the seats and extracted a tire pressure gauge.  When he got out of the car, she got out too.  <br />	As he was checking the left front, Naxos continued, &#147;What do you mean it won&#146;t go flat.  Your car is telling you that one of your tires has low air pressure.  In my book that means one of your round rubber doughnuts ain&#146;t going to be so round pretty soon.&#148;  With that outburst she regained her composure.  &#147;Hells bells, I&#146;m taking sides with a damn car.  And we both are telling you that a tire is going flat, and believing it.&#148;<br />	&#147;Don&#146;t believe it,&#148; he snapped.  Then he stood up, &#147;Just as I thought, 24 pounds left.&#148;<br />	&#147;Yeah, but for how long?&#148;<br />	Without a word, he got back into the car, put the gauge back into the center console glove compartment and turned on the engine.  Naxos slid back into her seat and had plenty of words.  &#147;What&#146;s going on here?  How does this car know one of your tires is going flat?&#148;<br />	As he headed into the street the driver started explaining.  &#147;Remember when I said this car was loaded.&#148;<br />	&#147;Yes.&#148;<br />	&#147;It has sensors in all four wheels that constantly monitor the air pressure in each tire.  Whenever one drops below 25 pounds the master computer sends a message to that monitor on the center console.  I have a valve stem that is defective and it has a slow leak.  Right now the left front tire is at 24 pounds.  Ergo &#150; The warning message: &#145;Low Air Pressure&#146;.  When we get moving the tires will warm up, the pressure will go up, and eventually the message will go off.  I just haven&#146;t got around to taking it into Goodyear and having the valve stem replaced.&#148;<br />	&#147;What a neat device.  How come I&#146;ve never heard of this before?&#148;<br />	&#147;Very few cars have these tire sensors.  It&#146;s an option for the newer Corvettes.  When you buy EMT tires you have to have the sensors.&#148;<br />	&#147;Okay, I&#146;ll bite.  What are EMT&#146;s?&#148;<br />	&#147;I call them run-flats.&#148;<br />	&#147;And one of them is running flat.  Dah.&#148;<br />	&#147;It&#146;s Goodyear who calls &#145;um: &#145;EMT&#146;.  Short for: &#145;Extended Mobility Tire&#146;.  Everyone else who have these special tires refers to them as: &#145;Run-flats&#146;.  If you have a puncture and lose all air pressure you can still drive 200 miles at 55 mph before it craps out on you.  If you slow down to, say 35 and go maybe ten miles to a Goodyear dealer and have the puncture repaired, the tire should be fine.  The basic premise, and design of the tire, is the driver will never have to change a flat again.  Because the sidewalls are so stiff, you may not know you have a flat tire.  That&#146;s why you have to have the warning monitor.&#148;   <br />	&#147;Wow, that&#146;s a good idea.  If I may ask, what do these EMT&#146;s cost?&#148;<br />	&#147;You can ask.&#148;  Then he became silent.<br />	After a few seconds of this she piped up, &#147;Okay wise guy, how much?&#148; <br />	&#147;When the tires that came with the car were almost worn out; I shopped around and got a new set at a good discount.  Mounted and balanced at 400 bucks.&#148;<br />	&#147;That&#146;s still a lot of money for four tires.&#148;<br />	&#147;Each.&#148;<br />	&#147;Each what?&#148;<br />	&#147;I got them for 400 each, installed.  Including sales tax and insurance.&#148;<br />	She almost shouted, &#147;400 dollars for a tire!  What kind of ply material does Goodyear use &#150; Gold?&#148;<br />	He chuckled, &#147;At 400 bucks a pop, you&#146;d think at least they would use sterling silver cord for their plies.&#148;<br />    	&#147;And what&#146;s with the insurance?  Is State Farm Insurance insuring your tires?&#148;<br />	&#147;Nah, Goodyear is.  Those things are almost 500 bucks retail.  Any Corvette tire is expensive.  Run-flats are more so.  Anyway, for 15 bucks of insurance per tire, you&#146;re covered for replacement.  For instance, a spike through the sidewall.  Anything through a sidewall will ruin any tire.&#148;    <br />	That is when they came to a stoplight.  When it turned green he put it in first gear and headed toward the freeway.  As he shifted to second gear he picked up the truncated conversation about drivers.  &#147;Concerning nutcase drivers, there are plenty of them out there.  Always seem to have New York license plates.&#148;<br />	&#147;Damn Yankees,&#148; she muttered.  Then she glanced at the myriad controls and readouts on the center console and full instrumentation in front of the driver.  &#147;Looks like the cockpit of a jet fighter.&#148;<br />	&#147;The older jets, yes.  The Lockheed F-22 &#145;Raptor&#146; I used to work on has all glass digital readouts.&#148;  That said, he reached over to the center console between the seats and slid a switch backward.  &#147;Since we&#146;re going downtown, you might as well get comfortable for the duration.  I just switched the passenger seat control over to you.&#148; He pointed to it.  &#147;It&#146;s six way, so you set it as you please.&#148;<br />	&#147;Okay.&#148;  Naxos fiddled with it for several seconds until she got the hang of it.  Then she raised the front of the seat upward a bit, and reclined the back downward a lot.  However, her feet were almost dangling.  Then she tried dropping the seat, which it did &#150; Straight down.  Then she moved it forward until she could plant her shoes firmly on the floor&#146;s incline.  &#147;Oh, this is great.  All the pressure is off my spine.&#148;<br />	That was when he came to a complete stop in front of a red light leading to the freeway on-ramp.  He pointed to a separate set of seat controls.  &#147;Try those.&#148;  At that moment the light turned green.  He dropped into first gear and nudged the accelerator.  Her fingers didn&#146;t make it to the controls as she was firmly pressed deep into the leather seat by the g-forces of the accelerating car.  She tried again, in vain, as he slipped the shifter into second.<br />	&#147;Trevor, can you back off a bit on the pedal so I can reach the seat controls?&#148;<br />	&#147;Can&#146;t right now.  The freeway traffic is moving pretty fast and this is a narrow entrance lane.&#148;  All this time they were going up a steep incline.  She glanced at the speedometer as he clicked the shifter into third gear.<br />	&#147;Jesus, we&#146;re already doing 55 without peeling any rubber,&#148; she thought.  He looked over his left shoulder, saw there was plenty of room between he and the car behind him, then smartly slipped into the right freeway lane.  Then he went to fourth and now doing the speed limit of 65.  He backed off some from the accelerator and went to fifth, maintaining the 65.<br />	&#147;How many gears does this Vette have?<br />	&#147;Six.&#148;<br />	&#147;We&#146;re in fifth aren&#146;t we?&#148;  She looked at the tachometer and the needle was halfway between 2,000 and 2,500 rpm.<br />  	&#147;Yeah, we&#146;re loafing along in fifth at around 2,300.&#148;<br />	&#147;Do you ever use sixth gear?&#148;<br />	&#147;Not when I want to stay legal.  Which is most of the time, because of radar.&#148;<br />	&#147;When do you use sixth gear?<br />	&#147;When you want to top out at 150.&#148;<br />	She rolled her eyeballs toward the car&#146;s ceiling.  &#147;I thought as much.&#148;  Then asked, &#147;Ever go that fast?&#148;<br />	&#147;Never.  Too hard on the engine; the wear on 1,600 dollars worth of tires; rotten gas mileage; and especially hard on the wallet.  Those flashing red lights can get damn expensive.  About 65 to 75 is fine with me.  And her.  That&#146;s her groove.  She just purrs along at 70.&#148;<br />	&#147;What kind of engine does this beast have?&#148;<br />	&#147;An even 300 horses.  V-8 of 5.7 liter displacement, which is 350 cubic inches.&#148;<br />	&#147;You sure know the power is there.&#148;  Then added, &#147;Those new Vettes you were talking about that you don&#146;t like.  I hear they&#146;re real performers.&#148;<br />	&#147;They should be.  With about 350 horsepower they&#146;ll do close to 175.  On a road that is a scary speed.  If I want to go that fast, I stick to piloting a light plane.&#148;<br />	&#147;Oh, you&#146;re a pilot?&#148;<br />	&#147;Used to be.  I don&#146;t fly any more.&#148;<br />	He didn&#146;t elaborate, so she turned her attention to the seat controls.  The Greek-American tried the first one and that&#146;s when she felt the sides of the seat close in and hold her snug.  Then she adjusted the lower, middle, and upper lumbar supports until the length of her back was gently supported.  &#147;Oh my god, this is heavenly.&#148;  She continued, &#147;These leather six-way seats are an option, right?&#148;<br />	&#147;Right.&#148;  Again the silence.<br />	&#147;Guess we&#146;re back to the mind games.  And if I may be so forward, when included in the new car cost, they run what?&#148;<br />	&#147;Think a couple of EMT&#146;s.&#148;  Then added, &#147;Same goes for the Bose sound system.&#148;<br />	&#147;Why am I not surprised.&#148;  She settled back in the expensive seat, then with a little concern in her voice asked, &#147;Can you do all the same adjustments to the seat on the driver&#146;s side?&#148;<br />	&#147;Of course.&#148;<br />	&#147;It&#146;s so bloody comfortable.  Trevor, don&#146;t fall asleep over there.&#148;<br />	&#147;Elektra, don&#146;t worry.  I won&#146;t.&#148;  Then continued, &#147;I know full well my responsibilities.  I&#146;m carrying precious cargo.&#148;<br />	She smiled, &#147;And don&#146;t you forget it.&#148;<br />	He didn&#146;t. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs31/150/i/2008/233/7/e/All_Tangled_Up_by_drewhammond.jpg" height="112" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs31/300W/i/2008/233/7/e/All_Tangled_Up_by_drewhammond.jpg" height="224" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs31/i/2008/233/7/e/All_Tangled_Up_by_drewhammond.jpg" height="448" width="600" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Here is number 12 of uploads from chapters of the novel: &#039;Carnal Combat&#039;. <br /><br />Chapter Three<br />Part C<br />Respite<br /><br />	Williams sat down at her desk.  &#147;Damn it all.  Today I&#146;m controlled by suits.  The multiple ones upstairs yanked my investigation right out from under me, and now this single suit has me flying over to San Diego.  The suits have me this day.  Well, better start checking him out.&#148;  <br />	The Officer immediately got on the phone and called the reporter.  &#147;Trevor, have you ever heard of a guy by the name of Mark Phillips?&#148;<br />	&#147;Can&#146;t say that I have.&#148;<br />	&#147;He works at Coke.&#148;<br />	&#147;Nope, doesn&#146;t ring a bell.  What&#146;d he do, kill his wife with one of their products, say a Coke bottle?&#148;<br />	&#147;Nothing like that.  Seems he&#146;s into female fighters.  Saw me fight last Monday.  Invited me to San Diego at the end of the month for some sort of amateur female boxing and wrestling convention.  Put on by a bunch of video companies who film this sort of stuff.  He&#146;ll pay for everything.&#148;<br />	&#147;Georgia, when you said he was into female fighters, are you implying that this Phillips chap wants to get into, deep into, a certain boxer we both know and love, while in California?  Hope you got him to spring for Sea World too.&#148;<br />	&#147;Mister Harrison, you have a dirty mind.&#148;<br />	&#147;Can&#146;t help it hon.  I cover the Georgia legislature.&#148;<br />	&#147;I know what you mean.  Well, this guy seems like he&#146;s on the up-and-up.  He&#146;s big into female boxing, and has a partner in the State of New York who digs women&#146;s wrestling.  He told me the sponsors of this convention are flying in a group of European amateur female wrestlers and boxers, all of whom are converging on San Diego for two days of matches.  He wants me to be matched against one of them, representing our country.&#148;<br />	&#147;Sounds pretty patriotic.  I&#146;d better let you know, those European girls are pretty tough.&#148;<br />	&#147;How do you know?&#148;<br />	&#147;This women&#146;s boxing thing is really gaining momentum, both amateur and professional.  Tuesday I started doing some heavy research into its history as well as the current direction it&#146;s going.  I must add that you are the inspiration for this &#150; I call it shiner Tuesday.  I&#146;m planning on writing a series of articles on the sport.  Might eventually become my second book.  Sort of a female Rocky.  One thing I&#146;m going to do later today is go over to the Doraville gym and interview that Elektra Naxos babe.<br />	&#147;She is a babe, Trevor.  Good looker.&#148;   <br />	&#147;We&#146;ll see about that.  Especially which side of the face is her nose located.&#148;<br />	&#147;Smack dab in the middle of her face, Trevor.  And she has a cute one too.&#148;<br />	&#147;As I said, &#145;We&#146;ll see.&#146;  Anyway, to answer your question.  In Europe, there&#146;s been a long tradition of training and matching young women against each other in amateur fights.  Mostly underground.  They&#146;re damn serious about this over there.  They train them hard, long, and well.  You get in the ring with one of them and you&#146;ll have the fight of your life.&#148;<br />	&#147;I thought I just had.  Anyway, from what you said about being matched against one of those European fighters, I think that is what I need.  To see if I really have what it takes for the long haul,  I&#146;ve never gone ten rounds.&#148;<br />	&#147;Tell you what, Georgia.  I&#146;ve never seen you in the ring, but the next time you get in one I want to be there.  From the way you&#146;re talking it sounds like you&#146;ve already made up your mind.  If that is the case, see if you can convince Phillips to talk to my editor and have the paper spring for me to take a trip to California to cover this event.&#148;<br />	&#147;I&#146;ll try.&#148;<br />	&#147;Georgia, you said this match takes place in about a month, so use this time as a respite and don&#146;t take on any more fights.  And give that left eye of yours plenty of time to heal.  That will take at least another week before it&#146;s back to normal.  Good thing your eyebrow wasn&#146;t cut from the force of the blow.  After that, see your trainer at Body Works and work out some kind of strategy to beat this European.  You better hit the track right after work and get in some long distance roadwork to build up your wind and endurance.  This fight could go the full ten rounds, and as you said, you&#146;ve never gone that distance.&#148;<br />	&#147;Good advice Trevor.  I&#146;ll do it.&#148;   <br />	&#147;Okay, you call the Coke man back and tell him you&#146;ll do it, but on one condition.  You want me as your cornerman, as well me writing an article about the whole shindig for the paper.  And you know what that means, a call to my Editor-In-Chief.  All he needs to do is get my boss to start thinking about it.  I&#146;ll close in with the patriotic angle.  Us versus them.  Perhaps US versus Europe.  Can you do that?&#148;<br />	&#147;Okay, Trevor.  I&#146;ll see what I can do.  For both of us.  You&#146;ll be in my corner.&#148;<br />	&#147;You bet, Georgia.&#148;	<br />	&#147;We&#146;re a team, huh.&#148;<br />	&#147;Yep, we&#146;re a team.  A regular Damon and Pythias.    <br />	&#147;Yeah, but which one of us is Damon?  Even worse, which one is Pythias?&#148;<br />	&#147;Good question, Georgia.  Say, this partner of his.  Wouldn&#146;t do if his name was Dionysius.&#148;  <br />	&#147;God, I hope not.&#148;<br />	&#147;Hon, you said his partner lives in the state of New York?&#148;<br />	&#147;Yep.&#148;<br />	&#147;Wonder if it&#146;s Syracuse?&#148;<br /><br />Chapter Four<br />Elektra Naxos<br />Part A<br /><br />The Invitation<br /><br />	That Friday evening, Harrison headed over to the Doraville gym to interview Naxos.  Williams had described her in some detail to the reporter and he had no problem picking her out.  Considering there were only two other women in the place, and both Latinas.    She was punching out one of the heavy bags, and he went up behind her and quietly said, &#147;I believe you must be Elektra Naxos.&#148;<br />	She moved around the bag in order to still keep pounding away, as well to enable her to see who was talking.  &#147;I&#146;ve never seen you before.  How&#146;d you know my name?&#148;<br />	&#147;Georgia Williams told me, &#145;Just look for the best looking lady in the gym, and that will be Elektra Naxos.&#146;  She didn&#146;t tell me that you are also one of the nicest looking women in all of Atlanta.&#148;<br />	She stopped hitting the bag.  &#147;You silver tongued devil you.  Did Georgia really say that?&#148;<br />	&#147;As an honest newspaper reporter, I told you the truth.&#148;<br />	&#147;An honest reporter.  That&#146;ll be the day.&#148;<br />	He shrugged his shoulders.  &#147;Whatever you may think of newsmen, that is what she said.  Concerning my own observation of you &#150; That too was factual.  You really are quite lovely.&#148;<br />	&#147;Listen buster, if you think you can sway me with that kind of highfalutin flattery&#133;&#148;  She paused, then added, &#147;Well, you&#146;re fucking right you can.&#148;<br />	He roared with laughter at that and held out his hand.  &#147;Name&#146;s Trevor Harrison and I write for the AJC.&#148;<br />	She shook it warmly and replied, &#147;Georgia is good people.  For a cop.&#148;  Then added, &#147;You seem to be okay too, for a ragman.&#148;<br />	&#147;The AJC is no rag.  However, how does published novelist rate with you?&#148;<br />	&#147<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />retty high.  Only I can&#146;t recall hearing your name before.&#148;<br />	&#147;First book is just about to hit the streets.  Longstreet Press.&#148;<br />	&#147;Oh, a local house.  Not New York, eh.&#148;<br />	&#147;It&#146;s my first novel for god&#146;s sake.  At least it&#146;s getting published.  What the fuck have you written lately?&#148;  <br />	&#147;Hay, calm down Trevor.  I was just pulling your chain.  Don&#146;t get so damn defensive.&#148;<br />	&#147;Sorry, I shouldn&#146;t have swore at you.&#148;<br />	&#147;Believe me, I&#146;ve heard worse.  Look, we&#146;ve had a rocky start here.  Let&#146;s start over.&#148;  She held out her hand and with a big smile said, &#147;Hi, my name is Elektra.  What do you go by, you big handsome man?  Besides stud.&#148;<br />	Her response absolutely threw him, and all he could do is reply sheepishly, &#147;Okay, we start anew,&#148; as he shook her hand anew.<br />	&#147;Fine.  That&#146;s better.  Now, what are you here to see me about?&#148;<br />  	&#147;I&#146;d like to find out why you&#146;d put that lovely face on the line every time you climb into the ring, Miss Naxos.&#148;<br />	&#147;Don&#146;t get formal with me, Trevor.  It&#146;s Elektra, or do I have to knock your block off to call me that.&#148;<br />	&#147;It&#146;s Elektra.  Absolutely Elektra.&#148;<br />	&#147;That&#146;s better.  From your accent, you&#146;re not from around here are you?&#148;<br />	&#147;California.&#148;<br />	&#147;Figures.  Anyway, I sure can talk about trying to punch some woman&#146;s lights out.  What I&#146;ve painfully learned to not talk about is politics, religion or pedigree.  Especially the pedigree of Southern women.&#148;<br />	&#147;My lord, Elektra, what&#146;s left?&#148;<br />	&#147;The weather.&#148;<br />	&#147;That&#146;s it, the weather?&#148;<br />	&#147;How about food, Trevor.  I&#146;m starved.  Especially for real southern food.  Not cuisine, I&#146;m talking about stick to your ribs food.  It&#146;s a Friday night and I don&#146;t have a date.  You big stud.&#148;  She gave him a wink.<br />	He chuckled at this obvious hint and responded, &#147;Miss Naxos, it seems you have a date for tonight.  If I may be so honored?&#148;  <br />	&#147;The honor is mine, most gallant sir.&#148;<br />	&#147;Then it&#146;s a Friday date.&#148;<br />	&#147;Good.  Oh by the way Mister Harrison, don&#146;t get any wrong ideas about how I just hustled you into a dinner date.  I&#146;m not easy.&#148;<br />	&#147;I know that.&#148;<br />	&#147;As I said, &#145;I&#146;m not easy&#146;.  But I can be reasonable.&#148;<br />	&#147;I betting on that.&#148;<br />	She chuckled at this, &#147<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />ut your money on reasonable.&#148;  Then added, &#147;Well, where do you want to eat?&#148;<br />	&#147;Since you&#146;re a local, I&#146;ll leave that up to you.&#148;<br />	&#147;What are you hungry for, mister newsman?&#148;<br />	&#147;Speaking of stick to your ribs food, how about them.  Ribs.&#148;<br />	&#147;How long have you been in the Atlanta area?&#148;<br />	&#147;Not that long.  Besides, I don&#146;t go out that much to eat.  I like cooking for myself.&#148;  <br />	&#147;Trevor, me boy; we have rib joints here that have pork ribs so big, and with so much meat and barbecue sauce on them, they&#146;re stick to your face ribs.  Or how about something lighter, like Southern fried chicken.  The real thing.&#148;<br />	&#147;Let&#146;s start with the chicken.&#148;<br />	&#147;It&#146;s in downtown Atlanta.&#148;<br />	&#147;So.&#148;<br />	&#147;So let&#146;s go.  It&#146;s a place called: &#145;Mary Mac&#146;s Tea Room&#146;.&#148;<br />	Harrison exploded in the laughter of incredulity.  &#147;I can&#146;t quite see me sipping tea and eating crumpets.  Or for that matter, you, Miss Naxos.&#148;<br />	She chuckled at the thought of it.  &#147;Yeah, sounds pretty stuffy.  However, Mary Mac&#146;s is not what it sounds like.  A little background here.  After the end of the Civil War there were a lot of young widows and not much housing still standing around here in Atlanta.&#148;<br />	&#147;Sherman made sure of that,&#148; he added.<br />	&#147;That he did.  He made us reap the whirlwind, which we well deserved.&#148;<br />	&#147;Thought you weren&#146;t going to talk about politics, Elektra.&#148;<br />	&#147;I&#146;m not, I was referring to the Civil War, which is not politics, but stupidity on a national scale.  But, I digress.  So what these widows did to feed themselves and their children was either build houses with a lot of little rooms for boarders or open up their large homes as boardinghouses.  If the roomers paid extra they had breakfast and dinner thrown in.  Some of these women were pretty good cooks and they started opening up their dining rooms for the lunch crowd.  Then the real sharpies realized that they could make good money by opening up dining rooms close to the various business districts of Atlanta.  They called them &#145;Tearooms&#146; which sounded more genteel.&#148;<br />	&#147;So you&#146;re proposing we eat dinner surrounded by a flock of genteel old hens, cackling gossip.&#148;<br />	&#147;Not exactly.  The only hens will be on your plate.  This joint serves the best fried chicken in the South.  It&#146;s on a street called Ponce De Leon, which is situated in a pretty lively part of town, to say the least.&#148;<br />	&#147;I&#146;m a reporter, I know the area.&#148;<br />	&#147;Of course.  Oh, one last thing &#150; If you don&#146;t know how to read and write, you&#146;ll starve at Mary Mac&#146;s.&#148;<br />	&#147;How&#146;s that?&#148;<br />	&#147;The place is kind of small, and very popular.  So to keep things moving you&#146;ll find the menu on the table when you sit down, as well as an order pad and pencil.  The menu changes every day because they&#146;ll cook whatever the mood strikes them.  Except for the chicken.  It&#146;s always on the menu.  Then, when you&#146;ve made your selections, and the menu is extensive, you fill out the order pad with what you want.  Consequently you have to read and write your order; then a waitress will swoop by and pick up your order.&#148;  Then she gave him a conspiratorial wink as she concluded, &#147;And then there is Mary Mac&#146;s pot likker.&#148;         <br />	He chuckled, &#147<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />ot likker?  Oh lordy, moonshine in a teacup.  Sounds like my kind of place.  Let&#146;s go.&#148;<br />	Which they immediately did.	   <br /><br />Chapter Four<br />Part B<br />The Cockpit<br /><br />	Except for one slight delay.	<br />	&#147;Trevor, I had a hot workout and I really stink.  I need to take a shower, so if you can wait, I&#146;ll do it here.&#148;<br />	&#147;Sure.  Did you drive to the gym?&#148;<br />	&#147;Yep.&#148;  Then she called out to one of the Latinas who was close by.  Naxos reached into the side pocket of her gray sweat pants and pulled out a set of keys.  As she separated the apartment keys from the rest of the set she said, &#147;Rose, here&#146;s my car keys.  I&#146;ve got a ride, so you don&#146;t have to wait for me to drive you back to the apartment.&#148;  While handing the keys to the Latina she made the brief introductions, &#147;Rose, this is Trevor.  Be nice to him, he&#146;s a reporter for the AJC.&#148;  Then she turned around and headed to the showers.<br />	&#147;Are you two roommates?&#148;<br />	&#147;No,&#148; Rose replied.  &#147;We both live in the same apartment complex.  I have my own place down the hall.&#148;<br />	&#147;This gym isn&#146;t such a big place.  Do they have a separate shower for women?&#148;<br />	&#147;No, it&#146;s co-ed.&#148;<br />	&#147;That sounds interesting.  I think I join this gym and take up boxing.&#148;<br />	&#147;Don&#146;t get your hopes up, Trevor.  It&#146;s a small shower stall and only holds one.  Well, two in a pinch.  Anyway, the owner painted over the glass shower door and put a latch on the inside so it can be locked by whoever is taking a shower.&#148;<br />	&#147;Damn.&#148;   <br />	&#147;Listen, Trevor.  I don&#146;t mean to be rude, but I&#146;ve got to get going.&#148;<br />	&#147;No problem.  Nice meeting you, Rose.&#148;<br />	&#147;Same here.  By.&#148;<br />	&#147;By.&#148;  <br />	He was now alone with his thoughts.  The newsman walked around the gym and looked at the boxers working out.  He directed his attention to the sparring going on in the ring.  It wasn&#146;t very long before she emerged from the co-ed bathroom.  <br />	&#147;That didn&#146;t take you very long in there.  I appreciate that.&#148;<br />	&#147;I have fast hands.  Whenever I&#146;m in the ring or the shower.  However, I like my fellows to have slow hands.  Do you have slow hands Trevor?&#148;<br />	&#147;Slow.  Decidedly slow.  So slow they catch up with me about 15 minutes after I get out of bed.&#148;<br />	&#147;Jeez, I said slow.  Not bloody detached.&#148;<br />	&#147;Well, there are times when my hands seem to have a mind of their own.&#148;<br />	&#147;That can get a fellow&#146;s face slapped right hard.&#148;<br />	&#147;Or in my case it could result in a straight left to the face and a right hook to the gut.&#148;<br />	&#147;One of my favorite combinations.  Along with mashed potatoes and thick chicken gravy with my fried chicken.  And peas.  Can&#146;t forget the peas if a body has got a plate of mashed potatoes in front of &#145;um.  I just push those little folks into my taters and shove the combination into my mouth.  That way you don&#146;t look stupid picking up a forkful of peas and having the little critters falling off and bouncing all over your plate.  And table.&#148;<br />	As they walked into the parking lot he shook his head slightly and muttered, &#147;I can&#146;t believe we&#146;re having this conversation.&#148;<br />	&#147;It&#146;s the South, and you&#146;re talking to a Southern woman.  Get used to it, Trevor.&#148;<br />	His was the last car in the lot and as they approached it Naxos exclaimed, &#147;You drive a Vette?&#148;<br />	&#147;Yep.&#148;<br />	&#147;It looks mean, with that solid black paint job.&#148;<br />	&#147;It has been known to snarl on occasion.&#148;<br />	&#147;What year is it?&#148;<br />	&#147;A 1994.  I like its design a lot better than the new model.  I bought it used a couple of years ago.  It&#146;s loaded, and yet I got a really good price for it from a private party.  Had to sell it right now kind of thing.&#148;<br />	&#147;It is gorgeous.&#148;<br />  	&#147; A beautiful piece of machinery.&#148;<br />	&#147;She sure is, Trevor.&#148;<br />	&#147;I was referring to you.&#148;<br />	She gave him a gentle whack on the shoulder, &#147;Ain&#146;t you sweet.&#147;<br />	&#147;On occasion.  Anyway, concerning the car, I think I&#146;ll hang onto it.&#148;<br />	&#147;I&#146;ll say.&#148;<br />	Both hands were empty and outside of his pockets as they approached the passenger door.  Without hesitation he opened up the door for her.<br />	&#147;Trevor, don&#146;t you lock this thing?&#148;<br />	&#147;Do I ever.  I never walk away from it for a minute without locking it.&#148;<br />	&#147;But you just opened it for me without using a key.  And there&#146;s nothing in your hand.&#148;<br />	&#147;Oh that.&#148;  He closed the door before she could get in.  &#147;Stay put,&#148; he asked as he walked away.  She heard a muffled click, then the horn gave a quick beep.  &#147;You try it,&#148; he nicely commanded.<br />	She did as he asked.  &#147;This beast hates me.  It won&#146;t open.&#148;<br />	He walked back to the door and opened it for her again.  This time she heard the same muffled click as he started to reach for the door-handle.  &#147;How&#146;d you do that?&#148;<br />	&#147;It seems I have a rather powerful personality.  I mentally command it to open.  And it does.&#148;<br />	As she slipped into the leather seat she grumbled, &#147;So much for truthful newspaper reporters.&#148;  When he opened the driver&#146;s door to get in she added, &#147;Hell, my Jap Crap won&#146;t open for me half the time for the first time.  And that&#146;s when I&#146;m using the door key.&#148;  After he sat down and inserted the key in the ignition is when she noticed the black fob attached to the key ring.  &#147;Ah, I see the door opener.  But you never touched it.&#148;<br />	He snickered as he started the Corvette.  &#147;It&#146;s a passive door opener, dear.  I keep it in my pocket and the car picks up its signal to open both doors when I get close enough.  &#145;Look ma, no hands.&#146;  It&#146;s great when you&#146;ve got two armfuls of groceries.&#148;<br />	&#147;I&#146;ll bet.&#148;<br />	&#147;Okay, buckle up.&#148;<br />	She did as told then asked, &#147;You&#146;re not some kind of nut behind the wheel, are you?&#148;<br />	&#147;Nope.&#148;  <br />	As he looked behind him while backing up, Naxos noticed some words appear on the glass panel near the top of the center console.  &#147;Um Trevor, your car is telling you that one of your tires has low air pressure.&#148;  <br />	He hit the breaks and turned his attention forward.  &#147;Damn,&#148; he snarled.<br />	&#148;Damn is right.  One of your tires is going flat.&#148;<br />	&#147;Well, it won&#146;t go flat.&#148;  He turned off the engine, opened up the glove compartment between the seats and extracted a tire pressure gauge.  When he got out of the car, she got out too.  <br />	As he was checking the left front, Naxos continued, &#147;What do you mean it won&#146;t go flat.  Your car is telling you that one of your tires has low air pressure.  In my book that means one of your round rubber doughnuts ain&#146;t going to be so round pretty soon.&#148;  With that outburst she regained her composure.  &#147;Hells bells, I&#146;m taking sides with a damn car.  And we both are telling you that a tire is going flat, and believing it.&#148;<br />	&#147;Don&#146;t believe it,&#148; he snapped.  Then he stood up, &#147;Just as I thought, 24 pounds left.&#148;<br />	&#147;Yeah, but for how long?&#148;<br />	Without a word, he got back into the car, put the gauge back into the center console glove compartment and turned on the engine.  Naxos slid back into her seat and had plenty of words.  &#147;What&#146;s going on here?  How does this car know one of your tires is going flat?&#148;<br />	As he headed into the street the driver started explaining.  &#147;Remember when I said this car was loaded.&#148;<br />	&#147;Yes.&#148;<br />	&#147;It has sensors in all four wheels that constantly monitor the air pressure in each tire.  Whenever one drops below 25 pounds the master computer sends a message to that monitor on the center console.  I have a valve stem that is defective and it has a slow leak.  Right now the left front tire is at 24 pounds.  Ergo &#150; The warning message: &#145;Low Air Pressure&#146;.  When we get moving the tires will warm up, the pressure will go up, and eventually the message will go off.  I just haven&#146;t got around to taking it into Goodyear and having the valve stem replaced.&#148;<br />	&#147;What a neat device.  How come I&#146;ve never heard of this before?&#148;<br />	&#147;Very few cars have these tire sensors.  It&#146;s an option for the newer Corvettes.  When you buy EMT tires you have to have the sensors.&#148;<br />	&#147;Okay, I&#146;ll bite.  What are EMT&#146;s?&#148;<br />	&#147;I call them run-flats.&#148;<br />	&#147;And one of them is running flat.  Dah.&#148;<br />	&#147;It&#146;s Goodyear who calls &#145;um: &#145;EMT&#146;.  Short for: &#145;Extended Mobility Tire&#146;.  Everyone else who have these special tires refers to them as: &#145;Run-flats&#146;.  If you have a puncture and lose all air pressure you can still drive 200 miles at 55 mph before it craps out on you.  If you slow down to, say 35 and go maybe ten miles to a Goodyear dealer and have the puncture repaired, the tire should be fine.  The basic premise, and design of the tire, is the driver will never have to change a flat again.  Because the sidewalls are so stiff, you may not know you have a flat tire.  That&#146;s why you have to have the warning monitor.&#148;   <br />	&#147;Wow, that&#146;s a good idea.  If I may ask, what do these EMT&#146;s cost?&#148;<br />	&#147;You can ask.&#148;  Then he became silent.<br />	After a few seconds of this she piped up, &#147;Okay wise guy, how much?&#148; <br />	&#147;When the tires that came with the car were almost worn out; I shopped around and got a new set at a good discount.  Mounted and balanced at 400 bucks.&#148;<br />	&#147;That&#146;s still a lot of money for four tires.&#148;<br />	&#147;Each.&#148;<br />	&#147;Each what?&#148;<br />	&#147;I got them for 400 each, installed.  Including sales tax and insurance.&#148;<br />	She almost shouted, &#147;400 dollars for a tire!  What kind of ply material does Goodyear use &#150; Gold?&#148;<br />	He chuckled, &#147;At 400 bucks a pop, you&#146;d think at least they would use sterling silver cord for their plies.&#148;<br />    	&#147;And what&#146;s with the insurance?  Is State Farm Insurance insuring your tires?&#148;<br />	&#147;Nah, Goodyear is.  Those things are almost 500 bucks retail.  Any Corvette tire is expensive.  Run-flats are more so.  Anyway, for 15 bucks of insurance per tire, you&#146;re covered for replacement.  For instance, a spike through the sidewall.  Anything through a sidewall will ruin any tire.&#148;    <br />	That is when they came to a stoplight.  When it turned green he put it in first gear and headed toward the freeway.  As he shifted to second gear he picked up the truncated conversation about drivers.  &#147;Concerning nutcase drivers, there are plenty of them out there.  Always seem to have New York license plates.&#148;<br />	&#147;Damn Yankees,&#148; she muttered.  Then she glanced at the myriad controls and readouts on the center console and full instrumentation in front of the driver.  &#147;Looks like the cockpit of a jet fighter.&#148;<br />	&#147;The older jets, yes.  The Lockheed F-22 &#145;Raptor&#146; I used to work on has all glass digital readouts.&#148;  That said, he reached over to the center console between the seats and slid a switch backward.  &#147;Since we&#146;re going downtown, you might as well get comfortable for the duration.  I just switched the passenger seat control over to you.&#148; He pointed to it.  &#147;It&#146;s six way, so you set it as you please.&#148;<br />	&#147;Okay.&#148;  Naxos fiddled with it for several seconds until she got the hang of it.  Then she raised the front of the seat upward a bit, and reclined the back downward a lot.  However, her feet were almost dangling.  Then she tried dropping the seat, which it did &#150; Straight down.  Then she moved it forward until she could plant her shoes firmly on the floor&#146;s incline.  &#147;Oh, this is great.  All the pressure is off my spine.&#148;<br />	That was when he came to a complete stop in front of a red light leading to the freeway on-ramp.  He pointed to a separate set of seat controls.  &#147;Try those.&#148;  At that moment the light turned green.  He dropped into first gear and nudged the accelerator.  Her fingers didn&#146;t make it to the controls as she was firmly pressed deep into the leather seat by the g-forces of the accelerating car.  She tried again, in vain, as he slipped the shifter into second.<br />	&#147;Trevor, can you back off a bit on the pedal so I can reach the seat controls?&#148;<br />	&#147;Can&#146;t right now.  The freeway traffic is moving pretty fast and this is a narrow entrance lane.&#148;  All this time they were going up a steep incline.  She glanced at the speedometer as he clicked the shifter into third gear.<br />	&#147;Jesus, we&#146;re already doing 55 without peeling any rubber,&#148; she thought.  He looked over his left shoulder, saw there was plenty of room between he and the car behind him, then smartly slipped into the right freeway lane.  Then he went to fourth and now doing the speed limit of 65.  He backed off some from the accelerator and went to fifth, maintaining the 65.<br />	&#147;How many gears does this Vette have?<br />	&#147;Six.&#148;<br />	&#147;We&#146;re in fifth aren&#146;t we?&#148;  She looked at the tachometer and the needle was halfway between 2,000 and 2,500 rpm.<br />  	&#147;Yeah, we&#146;re loafing along in fifth at around 2,300.&#148;<br />	&#147;Do you ever use sixth gear?&#148;<br />	&#147;Not when I want to stay legal.  Which is most of the time, because of radar.&#148;<br />	&#147;When do you use sixth gear?<br />	&#147;When you want to top out at 150.&#148;<br />	She rolled her eyeballs toward the car&#146;s ceiling.  &#147;I thought as much.&#148;  Then asked, &#147;Ever go that fast?&#148;<br />	&#147;Never.  Too hard on the engine; the wear on 1,600 dollars worth of tires; rotten gas mileage; and especially hard on the wallet.  Those flashing red lights can get damn expensive.  About 65 to 75 is fine with me.  And her.  That&#146;s her groove.  She just purrs along at 70.&#148;<br />	&#147;What kind of engine does this beast have?&#148;<br />	&#147;An even 300 horses.  V-8 of 5.7 liter displacement, which is 350 cubic inches.&#148;<br />	&#147;You sure know the power is there.&#148;  Then added, &#147;Those new Vettes you were talking about that you don&#146;t like.  I hear they&#146;re real performers.&#148;<br />	&#147;They should be.  With about 350 horsepower they&#146;ll do close to 175.  On a road that is a scary speed.  If I want to go that fast, I stick to piloting a light plane.&#148;<br />	&#147;Oh, you&#146;re a pilot?&#148;<br />	&#147;Used to be.  I don&#146;t fly any more.&#148;<br />	He didn&#146;t elaborate, so she turned her attention to the seat controls.  The Greek-American tried the first one and that&#146;s when she felt the sides of the seat close in and hold her snug.  Then she adjusted the lower, middle, and upper lumbar supports until the length of her back was gently supported.  &#147;Oh my god, this is heavenly.&#148;  She continued, &#147;These leather six-way seats are an option, right?&#148;<br />	&#147;Right.&#148;  Again the silence.<br />	&#147;Guess we&#146;re back to the mind games.  And if I may be so forward, when included in the new car cost, they run what?&#148;<br />	&#147;Think a couple of EMT&#146;s.&#148;  Then added, &#147;Same goes for the Bose sound system.&#148;<br />	&#147;Why am I not surprised.&#148;  She settled back in the expensive seat, then with a little concern in her voice asked, &#147;Can you do all the same adjustments to the seat on the driver&#146;s side?&#148;<br />	&#147;Of course.&#148;<br />	&#147;It&#146;s so bloody comfortable.  Trevor, don&#146;t fall asleep over there.&#148;<br />	&#147;Elektra, don&#146;t worry.  I won&#146;t.&#148;  Then continued, &#147;I know full well my responsibilities.  I&#146;m carrying precious cargo.&#148;<br />	She smiled, &#147;And don&#146;t you forget it.&#148;<br />	He didn&#146;t.<br /><div><img src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs31/300W/i/2008/233/7/e/All_Tangled_Up_by_drewhammond.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                        <media:title type="plain">Come join the Loveboat</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://decors.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 =decors</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Co-story and Xmas gift to *<a class="u" href="http://1pen.deviantart.com/">1pen</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The girl had digged around the hay looking for something. She had smiled at first but that smile had slowly but steady cooled off and was now replaced by a frown. It didnt however stop his gaze from her uncovered shelf that dingled and jiggled just within armreach as the girl continued her search. Craig simply couldnt help himself so when they came even closer he gave them a stroke. Before, caused by the same touch just five minutes ago it had been a different sound coming from the girl than the growl that came from her now. It was like she hissed at him like a angry cat.<br /><br /><i>It's not funny! Give it back! Like now!!</i><br /><br /><i>Geezhold your horses will ya lovegive what back?</i><br /><br />With a big yawn, as to irritate the female further the man that lay naked in the hay stretched. His holiday when he was supposed to rest hadnt exactly been spent resting, even if it had been spent mostly in a bed of some sortoddly enough his own bed at the B&amp;B hadnt been slept in more than two nights tops in the week and a half he had spent here. He shrugged as he looked at the girl, showing clearly that he hadnt a foggiest clue what she was talking about. Did it look like he needed one? He usually pondered about how to remove the garment. The brunette that had just the lightest tint of red in her hair turned towards him with angry daggers shooting from her eyes.<br /><br /><i>You know what it is! My bra! I paid like over $100 for it! Give it back! <b>NOW</b>!</i><br /><br />What he had seen in her he wasnt sure about but it had probably been the shelf. It had reminded him about Jess. He had been sulking today since she had left for some jumping thing. Like some kangaroo. Wasnt horses supposed to run? Then this girl had bumped into him. He wasnt sure if he had seen her before but she had been a distraction. It had been something some days agowhen he had his lesson with that older woman and that had left many a little grumpy and on edge it seemed. Sowhat ever name this lady hadher friendly chatter had been like a warm embrace. He wasnt really THAT interested in what she did but he had managed to memorize that she was some sort of vet student that was on some sort of practice or whatever <br /><br />Craig sighed as he got up and started to wiggle into his pants again. They were tight and didnt really leave room for underwear. Probably it had been the pants that had tickled both his old mare and this young filly to try a ride. Thankfully there was a little piece of fabric that could be use to cover the legend so he didnt get caught in the zipper. There were nicer things to get stuck in.<br /><br /><i>Hello?! Mr Loveboat!? Or whatever you called yourself! Are you trying to hide it in your pants for your next adventure or what?</i><br /><br />He smirked at her words. Was cheap perhapsbut it had workedwhatever he had said. Before he had time to react to the womans movement she had shoved her hand down his pants. How she managed he wasnt sure but he also didnt mind what she touched. He smirked again and wiggled his eyebrows as he looked at her.<br /><br /><i>Wanna rock the boat again love?</i><br /><br /><br />Twenty minutes later he stood packing in his room. His cheek was still stinging. Girls just didnt have any humor. Thankfully the mark left by the chief of this place was starting to fade and the slap wouldnt  hopefully  leave any mark. Even if she hadnt been that tall orlooked anything much for the world the woman had some force in her. He shook his head. It was actually feeling kind of nice to head home again. He and Barf would sit and watch some rugby games in front of the telly.maybe even some cricket tooyeahthat would be nice.<br /><br /><br />In the stall next door where the couple had beena colt had discovered a fun thing in the straw. He hadnt been able to peek over the stall door; he was yet too short even if he was quite tall for his age. His pale golden color made him stand out compared to his dam that were quite dark for a buckskin, she looked just like a normal dark bay if it hadnt been for that golden shimmer. The colt had heard the sounds of course and then this thing had landed on his head. It had scared him at first butthen it had been a fun toyand he wasnt letting anyone get it from him. He managed to hide the hot pink object for several days before the groom that had the responsibility for him and his mom came and loaded them in a box with wheels to take them home to his mothers owner again.<br /><br /><i>Come join the loveboat<br />We're anchored offshore<br />Martinis and bikinis<br />Oh, l'amour<br /><br />Loved up in lame<br />Quest ce qu'on va faire<br />Live your love like Heaven<br />Sur la mer<br /><br />We'll just float 'cause the beach is boring<br />Our loveboat is more alluring<br />We'll sail on with savoir faire<br />Sur la mer<br /><br />Have an havanna<br />Pass me a peach<br />Rub on some lotion<br />The places l can't reach <br /><br />Cool down with cocktails<br />Lose all your cares<br />007 Heaven<br />Sur la mer<br />We'll just float 'cause <br />the beach is boring<br /><br />Our loveboat is more alluring<br />We'll sail on with savoir faire, Sur la mer<br />We're in a place where Heaven breathes<br />Making some love and shooting the breeze<br />Living out the memories we'll share<br />Sur la mer<br /><br />WaItz in the wake, of the shore<br />I will be there<br />Marine sunset dream, I'm your cure<br />I will be there</i><br /><br /><br /><b>Name:</b> CuzImaluvboatbaby<br /><b>Barn Name:</b> LB (Little Bugger, LoveBoat.list is long)<br /><b>Breed:</b>Thoroughbred<br /><b>Gender:</b> Stallion<br /><b>Age:</b> weanling<br /><b>Colour:</b> Palomino<br /><b>Genotype:</b> ee/Aa/nCr<br /><b>Markings:</b> snip on left side of nose, sock FR, stocking HR<br /><b>Height:</b> (will be tall, but have more muscle and strength than what it looks like)<br /><b>Sire:</b> <a href="http://decors.deviantart.com/art/Ahoy-me-Hearties-ahoy-189685054">NotDaSizeofDaBoat</a> (<a href="http://fav.me/d2ilx9n">ThatsWhatSheSaid</a> x Starter mare)<br /><b>Dam:</b> Starter<br /><b>Breeder:</b> Unknown<br /><b>Other Notes:</b> LOVE love love Girls (for some reason) and loves to nibble and...sniff them...he never bites hard...but...its something with the girls that just leave him smitten. Also like metal and other shiny things (and dont have any trouble with cars and other things...was "traffic proof" as a yearling even with large trucks) ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/359/0/7/come_join_the_loveboat_by_decors-d4k7ehr.jpg" height="140" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/359/0/7/come_join_the_loveboat_by_decors-d4k7ehr.jpg" height="280" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/359/0/7/come_join_the_loveboat_by_decors-d4k7ehr.jpg" height="840" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Co-story and Xmas gift to *<a class="u" href="http://1pen.deviantart.com/">1pen</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The girl had digged around the hay looking for something. She had smiled at first but that smile had slowly but steady cooled off and was now replaced by a frown. It didnt however stop his gaze from her uncovered shelf that dingled and jiggled just within armreach as the girl continued her search. Craig simply couldnt help himself so when they came even closer he gave them a stroke. Before, caused by the same touch just five minutes ago it had been a different sound coming from the girl than the growl that came from her now. It was like she hissed at him like a angry cat.<br /><br /><i>It's not funny! Give it back! Like now!!</i><br /><br /><i>Geezhold your horses will ya lovegive what back?</i><br /><br />With a big yawn, as to irritate the female further the man that lay naked in the hay stretched. His holiday when he was supposed to rest hadnt exactly been spent resting, even if it had been spent mostly in a bed of some sortoddly enough his own bed at the B&amp;B hadnt been slept in more than two nights tops in the week and a half he had spent here. He shrugged as he looked at the girl, showing clearly that he hadnt a foggiest clue what she was talking about. Did it look like he needed one? He usually pondered about how to remove the garment. The brunette that had just the lightest tint of red in her hair turned towards him with angry daggers shooting from her eyes.<br /><br /><i>You know what it is! My bra! I paid like over $100 for it! Give it back! <b>NOW</b>!</i><br /><br />What he had seen in her he wasnt sure about but it had probably been the shelf. It had reminded him about Jess. He had been sulking today since she had left for some jumping thing. Like some kangaroo. Wasnt horses supposed to run? Then this girl had bumped into him. He wasnt sure if he had seen her before but she had been a distraction. It had been something some days agowhen he had his lesson with that older woman and that had left many a little grumpy and on edge it seemed. Sowhat ever name this lady hadher friendly chatter had been like a warm embrace. He wasnt really THAT interested in what she did but he had managed to memorize that she was some sort of vet student that was on some sort of practice or whatever <br /><br />Craig sighed as he got up and started to wiggle into his pants again. They were tight and didnt really leave room for underwear. Probably it had been the pants that had tickled both his old mare and this young filly to try a ride. Thankfully there was a little piece of fabric that could be use to cover the legend so he didnt get caught in the zipper. There were nicer things to get stuck in.<br /><br /><i>Hello?! Mr Loveboat!? Or whatever you called yourself! Are you trying to hide it in your pants for your next adventure or what?</i><br /><br />He smirked at her words. Was cheap perhapsbut it had workedwhatever he had said. Before he had time to react to the womans movement she had shoved her hand down his pants. How she managed he wasnt sure but he also didnt mind what she touched. He smirked again and wiggled his eyebrows as he looked at her.<br /><br /><i>Wanna rock the boat again love?</i><br /><br /><br />Twenty minutes later he stood packing in his room. His cheek was still stinging. Girls just didnt have any humor. Thankfully the mark left by the chief of this place was starting to fade and the slap wouldnt  hopefully  leave any mark. Even if she hadnt been that tall orlooked anything much for the world the woman had some force in her. He shook his head. It was actually feeling kind of nice to head home again. He and Barf would sit and watch some rugby games in front of the telly.maybe even some cricket tooyeahthat would be nice.<br /><br /><br />In the stall next door where the couple had beena colt had discovered a fun thing in the straw. He hadnt been able to peek over the stall door; he was yet too short even if he was quite tall for his age. His pale golden color made him stand out compared to his dam that were quite dark for a buckskin, she looked just like a normal dark bay if it hadnt been for that golden shimmer. The colt had heard the sounds of course and then this thing had landed on his head. It had scared him at first butthen it had been a fun toyand he wasnt letting anyone get it from him. He managed to hide the hot pink object for several days before the groom that had the responsibility for him and his mom came and loaded them in a box with wheels to take them home to his mothers owner again.<br /><br /><i>Come join the loveboat<br />We're anchored offshore<br />Martinis and bikinis<br />Oh, l'amour<br /><br />Loved up in lame<br />Quest ce qu'on va faire<br />Live your love like Heaven<br />Sur la mer<br /><br />We'll just float 'cause the beach is boring<br />Our loveboat is more alluring<br />We'll sail on with savoir faire<br />Sur la mer<br /><br />Have an havanna<br />Pass me a peach<br />Rub on some lotion<br />The places l can't reach <br /><br />Cool down with cocktails<br />Lose all your cares<br />007 Heaven<br />Sur la mer<br />We'll just float 'cause <br />the beach is boring<br /><br />Our loveboat is more alluring<br />We'll sail on with savoir faire, Sur la mer<br />We're in a place where Heaven breathes<br />Making some love and shooting the breeze<br />Living out the memories we'll share<br />Sur la mer<br /><br />WaItz in the wake, of the shore<br />I will be there<br />Marine sunset dream, I'm your cure<br />I will be there</i><br /><br /><br /><b>Name:</b> CuzImaluvboatbaby<br /><b>Barn Name:</b> LB (Little Bugger, LoveBoat.list is long)<br /><b>Breed:</b>Thoroughbred<br /><b>Gender:</b> Stallion<br /><b>Age:</b> weanling<br /><b>Colour:</b> Palomino<br /><b>Genotype:</b> ee/Aa/nCr<br /><b>Markings:</b> snip on left side of nose, sock FR, stocking HR<br /><b>Height:</b> (will be tall, but have more muscle and strength than what it looks like)<br /><b>Sire:</b> <a href="http://decors.deviantart.com/art/Ahoy-me-Hearties-ahoy-189685054">NotDaSizeofDaBoat</a> (<a href="http://fav.me/d2ilx9n">ThatsWhatSheSaid</a> x Starter mare)<br /><b>Dam:</b> Starter<br /><b>Breeder:</b> Unknown<br /><b>Other Notes:</b> LOVE love love Girls (for some reason) and loves to nibble and...sniff them...he never bites hard...but...its something with the girls that just leave him smitten. Also like metal and other shiny things (and dont have any trouble with cars and other things...was "traffic proof" as a yearling even with large trucks)<br /><div><img src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/359/0/7/come_join_the_loveboat_by_decors-d4k7ehr.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Join The Jump</title>
                <link>http://okami-haru.deviantart.com/art/Join-The-Jump-268695194</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Nov 2011 15:31:27 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Join The Jump</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">digitalart/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Okami-Haru</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://okami-haru.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 *Okami-Haru</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Here we have our Obertaurer-foals from the breedingpics earlier that day ^^<br /><br />So let me introduce <b>EH Kanisfluh</b> our little colt out of Lichtfüchsin and sired by RGS Kontraproduktiv! He is a bit week, but we are sure he'll be a great, fine horse when he grews up :3<br /><br />Breed: Obertaurer<br />Gender: Colt<br />Colour: Palomino 'Melt Snow'<br />Sire/Dam: RGS Kontraproduktiv/EH Lichtfüchsin<br />Design: *<a class="u" href="http://dark-mare910.deviantart.com/">Dark-Mare910</a><br /><br />The other, more active foal is <b>EH Broadway</b>, the foal we, and our stallion Mad About The Boy, waited soooo long for <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/> It is out of RGS Walk Of Fame and just a funny little fellow. He likes to be shown and to get attention, tons of attention ;3<br /><br />Breed: Obertaurer<br />Gender: Colt<br />Colour: Grullo 'Melt Snow'<br />Sire/Dam: EH Mad About The Boy X RGS Walk Of Fame<br />Design: *<a class="u" href="http://dark-mare910.deviantart.com/">Dark-Mare910</a><br /><br /><br />design: <a href="http://dark-mare910.deviantart.com/art/OKami-Haru-foals-268655434">[link]</a><br />RGS, Kontraproduktiv, Walk Of Fame by <a target="_self" href="http://dark-mare910.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/dark-mare910.png?13" alt=":icondark-mare910:" title="Dark-Mare910"/></a><br />EH, Mad About The Boy, Lichtfüchsin, Kanisfluh, Broadway are mine :3 ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/316/c/4/join_the_jump_by_okami_haru-d4fz2je.jpg" height="75" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/316/c/4/join_the_jump_by_okami_haru-d4fz2je.jpg" height="150" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/316/c/4/join_the_jump_by_okami_haru-d4fz2je.jpg" height="451" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Here we have our Obertaurer-foals from the breedingpics earlier that day ^^<br /><br />So let me introduce <b>EH Kanisfluh</b> our little colt out of Lichtfüchsin and sired by RGS Kontraproduktiv! He is a bit week, but we are sure he'll be a great, fine horse when he grews up :3<br /><br />Breed: Obertaurer<br />Gender: Colt<br />Colour: Palomino 'Melt Snow'<br />Sire/Dam: RGS Kontraproduktiv/EH Lichtfüchsin<br />Design: *<a class="u" href="http://dark-mare910.deviantart.com/">Dark-Mare910</a><br /><br />The other, more active foal is <b>EH Broadway</b>, the foal we, and our stallion Mad About The Boy, waited soooo long for <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/> It is out of RGS Walk Of Fame and just a funny little fellow. He likes to be shown and to get attention, tons of attention ;3<br /><br />Breed: Obertaurer<br />Gender: Colt<br />Colour: Grullo 'Melt Snow'<br />Sire/Dam: EH Mad About The Boy X RGS Walk Of Fame<br />Design: *<a class="u" href="http://dark-mare910.deviantart.com/">Dark-Mare910</a><br /><br /><br />design: <a href="http://dark-mare910.deviantart.com/art/OKami-Haru-foals-268655434">[link]</a><br />RGS, Kontraproduktiv, Walk Of Fame by <a target="_self" href="http://dark-mare910.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/dark-mare910.png?13" alt=":icondark-mare910:" title="Dark-Mare910"/></a><br />EH, Mad About The Boy, Lichtfüchsin, Kanisfluh, Broadway are mine :3<br /><div><img src="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/316/c/4/join_the_jump_by_okami_haru-d4fz2je.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Equest: Crystalline</title>
                <link>http://bronzehalo.deviantart.com/art/Equest-Crystalline-273628780</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2011 11:10:45 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Equest: Crystalline</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animation">digitalart/animation</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">BronzeHalo</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/r/bronzehalo.gif?8</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://bronzehalo.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 *BronzeHalo</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Well, this was fun. Quick little project, no complaints.<br /><br />It's a custom Appearance image for the online game Equest, <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.equestsim.com/">[link]</a> run by *<a class="u" href="http://dawndance.deviantart.com/">Dawndance</a>. You can freely join, and raise and customise your own horses. <br />I'll sign myself up in a minute, hope to see some more of you there? <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/la.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":la:" title="La la la la"/><br /><br /><b>Edit: Registrations are limited now - the game will be launched this weekend (just a few days away!) so please wait until then. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/></b><br /><br />Here's an animation showing my methods/progress: <a href="http://sta.sh/0goir7euseo">[link]</a><br />Lots of people ask about it, so I hope that helps somewhat!<br /><br />Animation and design by me. Done in Photoshop. 7 frames.<br />To be used by Equest only. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/346/5/6/equest__crystalline_by_bronzehalo-d4iwtbg.gif" height="150" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/346/5/6/equest__crystalline_by_bronzehalo-d4iwtbg.gif" height="150" width="150"/>            <media:content url="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/346/5/6/equest__crystalline_by_bronzehalo-d4iwtbg.gif" height="150" width="150" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Well, this was fun. Quick little project, no complaints.<br /><br />It's a custom Appearance image for the online game Equest, <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.equestsim.com/">[link]</a> run by *<a class="u" href="http://dawndance.deviantart.com/">Dawndance</a>. You can freely join, and raise and customise your own horses. <br />I'll sign myself up in a minute, hope to see some more of you there? <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/la.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":la:" title="La la la la"/><br /><br /><b>Edit: Registrations are limited now - the game will be launched this weekend (just a few days away!) so please wait until then. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/></b><br /><br />Here's an animation showing my methods/progress: <a href="http://sta.sh/0goir7euseo">[link]</a><br />Lots of people ask about it, so I hope that helps somewhat!<br /><br />Animation and design by me. Done in Photoshop. 7 frames.<br />To be used by Equest only.<br /><div><img src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/346/5/6/equest__crystalline_by_bronzehalo-d4iwtbg.gif" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Join The Festivities</title>
                <link>http://samurai-same.deviantart.com/art/Join-The-Festivities-345787530</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2012 21:59:56 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Join The Festivities</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Scraps">scraps</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">samuRAI-same</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://samurai-same.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 *samuRAI-same</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ My bid for <span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="202841216"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://handstands-for-you.deviantart.com/art/DT-Festival-SOLD-202841216" title="DT Festival (SOLD) by =handstands-for-you, Mar 29, 2011 in Digital Art &gt; Paintings &amp; Airbrushing &gt; Animals" data-super-img="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/088/d/0/dt_festival_by_handstands_for_you-d3crla8.jpg" data-super-width="900" data-super-height="615" data-super-transparent="false"><i></i><img width="150" height="103" src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/088/d/0/dt_festival_by_handstands_for_you-d3crla8.jpg" data-src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/088/d/0/dt_festival_by_handstands_for_you-d3crla8.jpg"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> i couldn't resist her ;.;<br /><br />-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Earlier in the week Vicen had been contacted by Dilettante Stables about their two Taimosa. Him and Amanda had decided to drive down to pick up the two ponies. He didnt know how he was going to survive the journey accompanied by her. Regardless it was a pleasant drive. Going on instinct they had taken one of the larger trailers despite being there to pick up two ponies. After a long drive the two had finally arrived at Dilettante Stables. <br /><br />They spent sometime getting the two taimosa ponies ready for the journey to there new homes. Vicen had caught wind of some of Dts other horses also being for sale, and couldnt help but feed his curiosity as to whom they where selling. A small little Irish sport horse mare caught his attention right away. She was a beautiful mare, looking more into her he found that she was partially deaf and blind on her left side. Something that didnt bother him at all, but gave him an idea. It was always a challenge to work with horses with different needs. He thought she would be the perfect horse for Amy to work with. Being that festivals personality was just perfect it was a great horse for her. <br /><br />Vicen made up his mind. He was going to put an offer in for the young mare. Just spending some time with her Vicen was already loving her. He had a slight thought of training her himself but knew it would be a great experience for Amy. Vicen spent some time talking it over with the staff at DT. He hoped his offer for the mare would be approved by them. In the mean time he helped Amanda back at the trailer, waiting for the final word.<br /><br />----------------<br /><br /><small> info by handstands</small><br /><b>Name:</b> DT Festival<br/><b>Gender:</b> Mare<br/><b>Breed:</b> Irish Sport Horse<br/><b>Age:</b> 3<br/><b>Height:</b> 15.1 hh<br/><b>Color:</b> Sooty silver buckskin sabino (minimal)<br/><b>Markings:</b> star/ crooked stripe/ snip. Periwinkle blue eyes. Dappling and shading. Mane and tail are dark blonde. <br/><b>Genes:</b> Ee / Aa / nCr / nZ / nSb / sty<br/><b>Notes:</b> Blue eyes are caused by sabino. Heterozygous in everything. Partially deaf and partially blind on left side due to birth defect.<br/><b>Discipline:</b> Eventing<br/><b>Passable Traits:</b> Color, discipline, height, personality<br/><b>Sire/Dam:</b> <a href="http://handstands-for-you.deviantart.com/art/Pajama-Party-HSWA-Finest-153511415">DT Pajama Party</a> x <a href="http://balubadoow.deviantart.com/art/RS-Merveilleux-168447032">RS Merveilleux</a><br/><b>Bloodlines:</b> RIDSH x RIDSH. Twin sister to ~<a href="http://balubadoow.deviantart.com">Balubadoow</a>'s <a href="http://fav.me/d32qq9u">RS Fabuleux</a><br/><b>Offspring:</b> none<br/><b>For stud/lease:</b> No<br/><b>Competitions Entered:</b> none<br/><b>Awards:</b> none<br/><b>Personality:</b> Cuddly, lovable, huggable, and downright precious. She doesn't seem to be bothered by the fact that's she's partially blind and partially deaf on her left side. She does bump into things sometimes, though, because it affects her depth perception a bit. But other than that, she acts just like a normal horse. She's little, and won't grow very tall, but she's healthy and active. She's easily excited and loves to play and romp.<br /><br />________________________________________________<br />definitely still rusty from my xmas brake ;.; not happy with this at allll<br />also cutting it very very very close to the deadline &gt;.&lt;<br />Festival =<a class="u" href="http://handstands-for-you.deviantart.com">handstands-for-you</a><br />Design ~<a class="u" href="http://kumoulogy.deviantart.com">Kumoulogy</a> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2012/365/0/5/05f5e7975278a0f9ac3fcffbe3e87891-d5pvfd6.png" height="150" width="70"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2012/365/0/5/05f5e7975278a0f9ac3fcffbe3e87891-d5pvfd6.png" height="642" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2012/365/0/5/05f5e7975278a0f9ac3fcffbe3e87891-d5pvfd6.png" height="1308" width="611" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ My bid for <span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="202841216"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://handstands-for-you.deviantart.com/art/DT-Festival-SOLD-202841216" title="DT Festival (SOLD) by =handstands-for-you, Mar 29, 2011 in Digital Art &gt; Paintings &amp; Airbrushing &gt; Animals" data-super-img="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/088/d/0/dt_festival_by_handstands_for_you-d3crla8.jpg" data-super-width="900" data-super-height="615" data-super-transparent="false"><i></i><img width="150" height="103" src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/088/d/0/dt_festival_by_handstands_for_you-d3crla8.jpg" data-src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/088/d/0/dt_festival_by_handstands_for_you-d3crla8.jpg"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> i couldn't resist her ;.;<br /><br />-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Earlier in the week Vicen had been contacted by Dilettante Stables about their two Taimosa. Him and Amanda had decided to drive down to pick up the two ponies. He didnt know how he was going to survive the journey accompanied by her. Regardless it was a pleasant drive. Going on instinct they had taken one of the larger trailers despite being there to pick up two ponies. After a long drive the two had finally arrived at Dilettante Stables. <br /><br />They spent sometime getting the two taimosa ponies ready for the journey to there new homes. Vicen had caught wind of some of Dts other horses also being for sale, and couldnt help but feed his curiosity as to whom they where selling. A small little Irish sport horse mare caught his attention right away. She was a beautiful mare, looking more into her he found that she was partially deaf and blind on her left side. Something that didnt bother him at all, but gave him an idea. It was always a challenge to work with horses with different needs. He thought she would be the perfect horse for Amy to work with. Being that festivals personality was just perfect it was a great horse for her. <br /><br />Vicen made up his mind. He was going to put an offer in for the young mare. Just spending some time with her Vicen was already loving her. He had a slight thought of training her himself but knew it would be a great experience for Amy. Vicen spent some time talking it over with the staff at DT. He hoped his offer for the mare would be approved by them. In the mean time he helped Amanda back at the trailer, waiting for the final word.<br /><br />----------------<br /><br /><small> info by handstands</small><br /><b>Name:</b> DT Festival<br/><b>Gender:</b> Mare<br/><b>Breed:</b> Irish Sport Horse<br/><b>Age:</b> 3<br/><b>Height:</b> 15.1 hh<br/><b>Color:</b> Sooty silver buckskin sabino (minimal)<br/><b>Markings:</b> star/ crooked stripe/ snip. Periwinkle blue eyes. Dappling and shading. Mane and tail are dark blonde. <br/><b>Genes:</b> Ee / Aa / nCr / nZ / nSb / sty<br/><b>Notes:</b> Blue eyes are caused by sabino. Heterozygous in everything. Partially deaf and partially blind on left side due to birth defect.<br/><b>Discipline:</b> Eventing<br/><b>Passable Traits:</b> Color, discipline, height, personality<br/><b>Sire/Dam:</b> <a href="http://handstands-for-you.deviantart.com/art/Pajama-Party-HSWA-Finest-153511415">DT Pajama Party</a> x <a href="http://balubadoow.deviantart.com/art/RS-Merveilleux-168447032">RS Merveilleux</a><br/><b>Bloodlines:</b> RIDSH x RIDSH. Twin sister to ~<a href="http://balubadoow.deviantart.com">Balubadoow</a>'s <a href="http://fav.me/d32qq9u">RS Fabuleux</a><br/><b>Offspring:</b> none<br/><b>For stud/lease:</b> No<br/><b>Competitions Entered:</b> none<br/><b>Awards:</b> none<br/><b>Personality:</b> Cuddly, lovable, huggable, and downright precious. She doesn't seem to be bothered by the fact that's she's partially blind and partially deaf on her left side. She does bump into things sometimes, though, because it affects her depth perception a bit. But other than that, she acts just like a normal horse. She's little, and won't grow very tall, but she's healthy and active. She's easily excited and loves to play and romp.<br /><br />________________________________________________<br />definitely still rusty from my xmas brake ;.; not happy with this at allll<br />also cutting it very very very close to the deadline &gt;.&lt;<br />Festival =<a class="u" href="http://handstands-for-you.deviantart.com">handstands-for-you</a><br />Design ~<a class="u" href="http://kumoulogy.deviantart.com">Kumoulogy</a><br /><div><img src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2012/365/0/5/05f5e7975278a0f9ac3fcffbe3e87891-d5pvfd6.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>We wont give up</title>
                <link>http://wild-hearts.deviantart.com/art/We-wont-give-up-79740212</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 15:17:43 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">We wont give up</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">digitalart/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Wild-Hearts</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://wild-hearts.deviantart.com">Copyright 2008-2013 *Wild-Hearts</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ well, the title explains it all really, we hav&#039;nt fogotten about the whole orkut thing, so dont you theifs think you can come back <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stab.gif" width="24" height="15" alt=":stab:" title="Stabbed in the gut, just like Jack the Ripper!" /><br /><br />i want to thank all of my friends that have come to put a stop to this, and have asket these twits to take the art down <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> and this picture is dedicated to *<a class="u" href="http://leadmare.deviantart.com/">leadmare</a> &amp; *<a class="u" href="http://abosz007.deviantart.com/">abosz007</a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /> i actually started this AGES ago, when i first saw this <a href="http://abosz007.deviantart.com/art/Art-Thief-Special-Agents-78415928">[link]</a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> and i had to do one of them in action, oh and Troy decided to join in too <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" /> Troy is wearing horsey style knuckle dusters <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/movingon.gif" width="43" height="15" alt=":movingon:" title="Okay... Moving on now..." /> about the picture itself....well, im not very pleased with it, the poses are not in proportion atall, and lib doesnt look pretty enough <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> i also got lazy at the end and rushed the sading <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" /> c&#039;mon, we&#039;ve all done it! anyways...this picture isnt supposed to look good, but just to remind the people at orkut that our characters are OUR characters<br /><br />orkut bg from:  <a href="http://cache.valleywag.com/assets/resources/2007/12/orkut_logo.gif">[link]</a><br /><br />Troy &amp; Destiny (C) to me <a href="http://wild-hearts.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/w/i/wild-hearts.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconwild-hearts:" title="wild-hearts"/></a><br />Pirate (C) to <a href="http://abosz007.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/b/abosz007.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconabosz007:" title="abosz007"/></a><br />libertad (C) to <a href="http://leadmare.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/l/e/leadmare.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconleadmare:" title="leadmare"/></a><br /><br />hope you like it guys <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />STEAL THIS, AND ILL HUNT YOU DOWN! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pissed.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":pissed:" title="Pissed" /><br /><br />Roube isto, e eu vou ca&#231;a-lo/manda-lo a abixo <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pissed.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":pissed:" title="Pissed" /> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs26/150/i/2008/195/5/0/We_wont_give_up_by_Wild_Hearts.jpg" height="99" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs26/300W/i/2008/195/5/0/We_wont_give_up_by_Wild_Hearts.jpg" height="198" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs26/i/2008/195/5/0/We_wont_give_up_by_Wild_Hearts.jpg" height="677" width="1024" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ well, the title explains it all really, we hav&#039;nt fogotten about the whole orkut thing, so dont you theifs think you can come back <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stab.gif" width="24" height="15" alt=":stab:" title="Stabbed in the gut, just like Jack the Ripper!" /><br /><br />i want to thank all of my friends that have come to put a stop to this, and have asket these twits to take the art down <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> and this picture is dedicated to *<a class="u" href="http://leadmare.deviantart.com/">leadmare</a> &amp; *<a class="u" href="http://abosz007.deviantart.com/">abosz007</a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /> i actually started this AGES ago, when i first saw this <a href="http://abosz007.deviantart.com/art/Art-Thief-Special-Agents-78415928">[link]</a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> and i had to do one of them in action, oh and Troy decided to join in too <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" /> Troy is wearing horsey style knuckle dusters <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/movingon.gif" width="43" height="15" alt=":movingon:" title="Okay... Moving on now..." /> about the picture itself....well, im not very pleased with it, the poses are not in proportion atall, and lib doesnt look pretty enough <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> i also got lazy at the end and rushed the sading <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" /> c&#039;mon, we&#039;ve all done it! anyways...this picture isnt supposed to look good, but just to remind the people at orkut that our characters are OUR characters<br /><br />orkut bg from:  <a href="http://cache.valleywag.com/assets/resources/2007/12/orkut_logo.gif">[link]</a><br /><br />Troy &amp; Destiny (C) to me <a href="http://wild-hearts.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/w/i/wild-hearts.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconwild-hearts:" title="wild-hearts"/></a><br />Pirate (C) to <a href="http://abosz007.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/b/abosz007.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconabosz007:" title="abosz007"/></a><br />libertad (C) to <a href="http://leadmare.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/l/e/leadmare.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconleadmare:" title="leadmare"/></a><br /><br />hope you like it guys <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />STEAL THIS, AND ILL HUNT YOU DOWN! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pissed.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":pissed:" title="Pissed" /><br /><br />Roube isto, e eu vou ca&#231;a-lo/manda-lo a abixo <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pissed.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":pissed:" title="Pissed" /><br /><div><img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs26/300W/i/2008/195/5/0/We_wont_give_up_by_Wild_Hearts.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Join Up -Ashy and Saracen-</title>
                <link>http://agentdarkhorse.deviantart.com/art/Join-Up-Ashy-and-Saracen-200260833</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 19:39:37 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Join Up -Ashy and Saracen-</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">traditional/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">AgentDarkhorse</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/g/agentdarkhorse.png?11</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://agentdarkhorse.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 *AgentDarkhorse</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ For <a href="http://melonheadgirl.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/e/melonheadgirl.gif?4" alt=":iconmelonheadgirl:" title="MelonHeadGirl"/></a> s Mustang comp. <a href="http://ashercullen.deviantart.com/favourites/6779759#/d3aiis4">[link]</a><br />Ashylin was assigned to the most temperamental mustang, Saracen. <br />~~~<br />Ash entered the round pen, the cool spring air was nice as it stirred in the bottom of the pen. She looked to her stallion, Saracen.<br />The varnish roan pintaloosa snorted and looked away from her, laying his ears back. Ashy smiled at him and clicked her tongue, at once the stallion looked at her. She swung the rope causing Saracen to jump and take off at a break-neck gallop around the circular pen. His eyes rolled wildly and his nostrils flared. His muscles quivered starting to show a slight sheen of sweat. <br />Ash backed off watching as the stallion grew curious and started to slow, she had his full attention as he now cantered along. Ash let him work along till he finally slowed to a walk. His ears flickered and eyes watched her. Slowly she turned away from him, smiling up at Jason, who was watching in case she needed assistance. What she didnt expect was Saracen to walk up to her so fast, or the mean nip he gave her that caused her to face plant into the dirt She had a lot of work to do<br />Design and Jason © Melon<br />Ashylin and Saracen © Me ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/067/a/a/join_up__ashy_and_saracen__by_ashercullen-d3b8a8x.png" height="105" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/067/a/a/join_up__ashy_and_saracen__by_ashercullen-d3b8a8x.png" height="211" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2011/067/a/a/join_up__ashy_and_saracen__by_ashercullen-d3b8a8x.png" height="749" width="1067" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ For <a href="http://melonheadgirl.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/e/melonheadgirl.gif?4" alt=":iconmelonheadgirl:" title="MelonHeadGirl"/></a> s Mustang comp. <a href="http://ashercullen.deviantart.com/favourites/6779759#/d3aiis4">[link]</a><br />Ashylin was assigned to the most temperamental mustang, Saracen. <br />~~~<br />Ash entered the round pen, the cool spring air was nice as it stirred in the bottom of the pen. She looked to her stallion, Saracen.<br />The varnish roan pintaloosa snorted and looked away from her, laying his ears back. Ashy smiled at him and clicked her tongue, at once the stallion looked at her. She swung the rope causing Saracen to jump and take off at a break-neck gallop around the circular pen. His eyes rolled wildly and his nostrils flared. His muscles quivered starting to show a slight sheen of sweat. <br />Ash backed off watching as the stallion grew curious and started to slow, she had his full attention as he now cantered along. Ash let him work along till he finally slowed to a walk. His ears flickered and eyes watched her. Slowly she turned away from him, smiling up at Jason, who was watching in case she needed assistance. What she didnt expect was Saracen to walk up to her so fast, or the mean nip he gave her that caused her to face plant into the dirt She had a lot of work to do<br />Design and Jason © Melon<br />Ashylin and Saracen © Me<br /><div><img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/067/a/a/join_up__ashy_and_saracen__by_ashercullen-d3b8a8x.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The Kometava Horse - Main Breed Sheet</title>
                <link>http://zephyrra.deviantart.com/art/The-Kometava-Horse-Main-Breed-Sheet-316366339</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2012 17:37:49 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The Kometava Horse - Main Breed Sheet</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">digitalart/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Zephyrra</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://zephyrra.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~Zephyrra</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ *EDIT* - Name is officially changed, we will create a new group soon.<br /><br />At long last, I can finally show you guys what myself and ~<a class="u" href="http://kqbwlaura.deviantart.com">KQBWLaura</a> have been working on for the past three weeks. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/la.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":la:" title="La la la la"/><br /><br />Visit the breed's group here, and join if you want to keep your eye on the breed: <a target="_self" href="http://the-kometava-horse.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/default.gif" alt=":iconthe-kometava-horse:" title="The-Kometava-Horse" /></a><br /><br />Color Sheet: <a href="http://zephyrra.deviantart.com/art/The-Mahtava-Horse-Color-Sheet-316368115">[link]</a><br /><br />Mutation sheet: <a href="http://zephyrra.deviantart.com/art/The-Mahtava-Horse-Mutation-Sheet-316369228">[link]</a><br /><br />The breed is NOT open for creation. ~<a class="u" href="http://kqbwlaura.deviantart.com">KQBWLaura</a> and I will be posting the first two horses as our own, and when we feel the time is right imports will be posted in the group for auction, probably both art and point auction depending on the value of the horse. We have yet to figure this part out so keep your eyes peeled.<br /><br />Anyway, the Kometava was spawn of our daydreaming about Arabians with super long manes and tails, and we got to talking about how pretty Arabian/Andalusian crosses are. So we decided to make that daydream a reality. These horses look much like Arabians but with a bit of a sturdier build, and they're suited to basically every discipline. Foals are born with quite long manes and tails for their age, about the length of a pulled mane, and they grow to the length of their neck by the age of 3 months. By one year old, the mane is past the neck, and at 3 it's fully grown.<br /><br />Also, please note that cutting, clipping, or any trimming of the mane and tail are not allowed. You may braid it up for safety purposes, but that's all. Also, bridle paths may only be the shortest possible length, they should not be longer than necessary.<br /><br />Kometava breed © ~<a class="u" href="http://zephyrra.deviantart.com">Zephyrra</a> and ~<a class="u" href="http://kqbwlaura.deviantart.com">KQBWLaura</a> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/206/0/6/the_kometava_horse___main_breed_sheet_by_zephyrra-d58cttv.png" height="125" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2012/206/0/6/the_kometava_horse___main_breed_sheet_by_zephyrra-d58cttv.png" height="250" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/206/0/6/the_kometava_horse___main_breed_sheet_by_zephyrra-d58cttv.png" height="750" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ *EDIT* - Name is officially changed, we will create a new group soon.<br /><br />At long last, I can finally show you guys what myself and ~<a class="u" href="http://kqbwlaura.deviantart.com">KQBWLaura</a> have been working on for the past three weeks. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/la.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":la:" title="La la la la"/><br /><br />Visit the breed's group here, and join if you want to keep your eye on the breed: <a target="_self" href="http://the-kometava-horse.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/default.gif" alt=":iconthe-kometava-horse:" title="The-Kometava-Horse" /></a><br /><br />Color Sheet: <a href="http://zephyrra.deviantart.com/art/The-Mahtava-Horse-Color-Sheet-316368115">[link]</a><br /><br />Mutation sheet: <a href="http://zephyrra.deviantart.com/art/The-Mahtava-Horse-Mutation-Sheet-316369228">[link]</a><br /><br />The breed is NOT open for creation. ~<a class="u" href="http://kqbwlaura.deviantart.com">KQBWLaura</a> and I will be posting the first two horses as our own, and when we feel the time is right imports will be posted in the group for auction, probably both art and point auction depending on the value of the horse. We have yet to figure this part out so keep your eyes peeled.<br /><br />Anyway, the Kometava was spawn of our daydreaming about Arabians with super long manes and tails, and we got to talking about how pretty Arabian/Andalusian crosses are. So we decided to make that daydream a reality. These horses look much like Arabians but with a bit of a sturdier build, and they're suited to basically every discipline. Foals are born with quite long manes and tails for their age, about the length of a pulled mane, and they grow to the length of their neck by the age of 3 months. By one year old, the mane is past the neck, and at 3 it's fully grown.<br /><br />Also, please note that cutting, clipping, or any trimming of the mane and tail are not allowed. You may braid it up for safety purposes, but that's all. Also, bridle paths may only be the shortest possible length, they should not be longer than necessary.<br /><br />Kometava breed © ~<a class="u" href="http://zephyrra.deviantart.com">Zephyrra</a> and ~<a class="u" href="http://kqbwlaura.deviantart.com">KQBWLaura</a><br /><div><img src="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2012/206/0/6/the_kometava_horse___main_breed_sheet_by_zephyrra-d58cttv.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Emerald and Friends Dress Up</title>
                <link>http://heatherleeharvey.deviantart.com/art/Emerald-and-Friends-Dress-Up-161322695</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 Apr 2010 17:01:33 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Emerald and Friends Dress Up</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Interactive">flash/interactive</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">heatherleeharvey</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/e/heatherleeharvey.png</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://heatherleeharvey.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~heatherleeharvey</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ **If it doesn't load, hit refresh! Sorry about that <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)"/>**<br /><br /><br />To Flip: Drag the little dot on the side all the way across the piece.<br /><br />To Rotate/Scale: Grab a corner and drag to scale, grab just out side of the corner and drag to rotate.<br /><br />To Colour: The round buttons let you change the colour. In the colour panel, click the fill too if you want to activate bucket fill.<br /><br />*****<br /><br />Dress up Emerald, Amber, Feldspar and Onyx (The Emerald Activities Mascots) in a variety of clothes. Choose from Victorian, fantasy and school themed clothing as well as a selection of hair, features and accessories.<br /><br />If you want more pieces and features come get a free membership at <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.emeraldactivities.com.">[link]</a> There are also galleries there of user works.<br /><br />If you want to share your creations join our group at <a href="http://emeraldactivities.deviantart.com/">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />*The drop down that says "More Pieces" has some basic shapes. Members of Emerald Activities can also create "Assets" and move them from one maker to another (so they can use horses in the dinosaur maker, etc), earn treasures, and get extra pieces in our Emerald Market. All of that content shows up in that menu. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/088/b/8/emerald_and_friends_dress_up_by_heatherleeharvey-d2o1pdz.gif" height="150" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ **If it doesn't load, hit refresh! Sorry about that <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)"/>**<br /><br /><br />To Flip: Drag the little dot on the side all the way across the piece.<br /><br />To Rotate/Scale: Grab a corner and drag to scale, grab just out side of the corner and drag to rotate.<br /><br />To Colour: The round buttons let you change the colour. In the colour panel, click the fill too if you want to activate bucket fill.<br /><br />*****<br /><br />Dress up Emerald, Amber, Feldspar and Onyx (The Emerald Activities Mascots) in a variety of clothes. Choose from Victorian, fantasy and school themed clothing as well as a selection of hair, features and accessories.<br /><br />If you want more pieces and features come get a free membership at <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.emeraldactivities.com.">[link]</a> There are also galleries there of user works.<br /><br />If you want to share your creations join our group at <a href="http://emeraldactivities.deviantart.com/">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />*The drop down that says "More Pieces" has some basic shapes. Members of Emerald Activities can also create "Assets" and move them from one maker to another (so they can use horses in the dinosaur maker, etc), earn treasures, and get extra pieces in our Emerald Market. All of that content shows up in that menu.<br /><div><img src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/088/b/8/emerald_and_friends_dress_up_by_heatherleeharvey-d2o1pdz.gif" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>2011 DWS HORSE AUCTION 2 LEFT</title>
                <link>http://emeraldthewolf.deviantart.com/art/2011-DWS-HORSE-AUCTION-2-LEFT-193340039</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Jan 2011 15:15:13 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">2011 DWS HORSE AUCTION 2 LEFT</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">EmeraldTheWolf</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://emeraldthewolf.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 *EmeraldTheWolf</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/><b><u>DEADLINE IS MARCH 1ST - no bids will be accepted after this date.</u></b><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/><br /><br />Well, Dapple Wood Stables is acquiring a bit too many horses, so I wanted to sell my inactive ones to good homes, where they'll be used to the best of their ability and prosper under good hands <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/m/meow.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":meow:" title="Meow :3"/> blah blah yeah the mushy stuff, anywho.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" title="I am a dummy!"/>RULES<img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" title="I am a dummy!"/><br />I. Your characters must be taken very well care of [I will check on this!]<br />II. If you want to give the horse away, PLEASE offer me the design back first!<br />III. Must give me credit for the design!<br />IV. Do not adopt if you don't plan on keeping the horse active<br />V. One per person<br />VI. LINEART IS NOT ACCEPTABLE UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE - unless it's your own.<br />VII. HARPG <i>not</i> required, but you must have a working stables in which you enter your horses into shows, roleplay with them, etc.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/>The Horses<img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/><br />[Left to right]<br /><b>-TO PURCHASE ONE OF THESE HORSES, YOU MUST DRAW A FULL BODY PICTURE OF THEM. IT MUST BE YOUR OWN WORK AND IT MUST SHOW SOME TYPE OF EFFORT.<br />-No, I will not sell any of these for points.</b><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>1. Shadow<br />Age: 10 years<br />Sex: Stallion<br />Height: 15.1hh<br />Breed: Mustang<br />Color: white<br />Markings: grey legs and grey dappling across shoulders and flanks, grey tips on mane and tail<br />Eyes: blue<br />Discipline: <i>N/A - wild</i><br />Personality: Shadow has always been a very sweet horse. He is a wild horse who has always lived under the rule of my wild stallion, Dragiin. He's branched off from the herd now as a well-defined stallion ready to either join a larger herd or start his own. <br /><br />Interested: <br />Bids:<br /><u>New Owner</u>:<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>2. Hex<br />Show Name: Hex On Fire<br />Age: 11 years<br />Sex: Stallion<br />Height: 15.3hh<br />Breed: CL-Harlequine, arabian build<br />Color: white<br />Markings: scarring on left shoulder, scarring under left eye<br />Eyes: red<br />Discipline: In-Hand, Dressage<br />Personality: Hex is a very proud stallion, who is really good at what he does. He prefers male handlers, and is an excellent mover under the right rider. He has a little scarring from when he was in his younger days and got in a fight with another stallion, but the scars are faded and his movements make up for the un-wanted blemishing.<br /><br /><i>Hex has been up for sale for a while now and I'd really like to find him a stable home, considering he's the first Harlequine I created.</i><br /><br />Interested: <a target="_self" href="http://xladysadiex.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/x/l/xladysadiex.gif?2" alt=":iconxladysadiex:" title="xLadySadiex"/></a> <a target="_self" href="http://liizziie08.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/i/liizziie08.gif?5" alt=":iconliizziie08:" title="Liizziie08"/></a><br />Bids: <a href="http://evildemoncat.deviantart.com/art/Hex-on-Fire-bid-248617863">[link]</a><br /><u>New Owner</u>: <a target="_self" href="http://evildemoncat.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/v/evildemoncat.gif?2" alt=":iconevildemoncat:" title="EvilDemonCat"/></a><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>3. Black Sunshine<br />Show Name: Black Sunshine<br />Age: 6 years<br />Sex: Stallion<br />Height: 17hh<br />Breed: Ravequine<br />Color: black<br />Markings: yellow "sunburst" marking on face, yellow outlining on back and stomach, red spiked collar around neck with a silver cross chain entangled on it, right ear earring, white bondage around his tail and attached to his back legs, red glow-bracelets, yellow mesh on front fetlocks<br />Eyes: black<br />Discipline: Show Jumping, Dressage<br />Personality: Sunshine is a very daring horse, who will push himself beyond the limits if you ask, so he needs to be monitored and used carefully and appropriately. He's strong-willed and fiery, so he needs a steady hand and a patient, experienced rider.<br />Song: ACDC "Back in Black"<br /><br /><i>Sunshine has been progressing very well and we've finally decided that he and his sister are mature enough to separate, so we're putting him up for sale to a great home, but if the right owner cannot be found, he'll be staying with us.</i><br /><br />Interested:<br />Bids: <a href="http://evildemoncat.deviantart.com/art/Black-Sunshine-Bid-248610568">[link]</a><br /><u>New Owner</u>: <a target="_self" href="http://evildemoncat.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/v/evildemoncat.gif?2" alt=":iconevildemoncat:" title="EvilDemonCat"/></a><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>4. Bailey<br />Age: 8 years<br />Sex: Stallion<br />Height: 17hh<br />Breed: Dutch Warmblood<br />Color: dappled grey<br />Markings: wide blaze, LF coronet, RF sock, LH pastern, RH sock<br />Eyes: green<br />Discipline: all eventing - a very great eventer for an experienced rider<br />Personality: a very sweet horse, he loves to jump - so much that if he doesn't have the right rider, he gets angry, and he also just loves being around people.<br /><br /><i>Bailey was Jordan's personal mount, but she has too many horses now so she's sacrificing and letting Bailey go to a great home where he'll be able to improve immensely in his eventing career.</i><br /><br />Interested: <a target="_self" href="http://hiddenacresstables.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/i/hiddenacresstables.png?3" alt=":iconhiddenacresstables:" title="HiddenAcresStables"/></a> <a target="_self" href="http://purehazard.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/u/purehazard.png?8" alt=":iconpurehazard:" title="PureHazard"/></a> <a target="_self" href="http://kichai.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/i/kichai.gif?14" alt=":iconkichai:" title="Kichai"/></a><br />Bids: <a href="http://hiddenacresstables.deviantart.com/art/Always-Try-Your-Best-194026439">[link]</a><br /><u>New Owner</u>: <a target="_self" href="http://hiddenacresstables.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/i/hiddenacresstables.png?3" alt=":iconhiddenacresstables:" title="HiddenAcresStables"/></a> with <a href="http://hiddenacresstables.deviantart.com/art/Always-Try-Your-Best-194026439">[link]</a><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>5. Hemingway<br />Show Name: N/A<br />Age: 5 years<br />Sex: Stallion<br />Height: 16.1hh<br />Breed: Oldenburg<br />Color: dark brown<br />Markings: interrupted snip, LF coronet w/dark brown hoof, RF hock w/light brown hoof, LH fades from dark brown to a chestnut color right before the hock and a light brown hoof<br />Eyes: golden<br />Discipline: Advanced Dressage, can also be trained in other events such as jumping.<br />Personality: quiet under saddle and extremely hard-working, a little lazy<br /><br />Interested: <a target="_self" href="http://firefliies.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/f/i/firefliies.gif?3" alt=":iconfirefliies:" title="firefliies"/></a><br />Bids:<br /><u>New Owner</u>: ~<a class="u" href="http://hoofhaven.deviantart.com">HoofHaven</a><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>6. Kaala<br />Show Name: Raptured Light<br />Age: 5 years<br />Sex: Mare<br />Height: 15.3hh<br />Breed: American Mustang mix<br />Color: dappled grey<br />Markings: light grey coat, black face, RH sock, diamond and snip, LH black hock, black mane and tail<br />Eyes: green<br />Discipline: beginner Show Jumping, short stirrup eventing, great lesson horse<br />Personality: although she's older now, she still thoroughly enjoys running at full gallops through our paddocks and stirring the other horses up. A very playful mare who knows how to treat younger riders and is willing to do whatever her rider asks. A great starter, intermediate, and experienced horse.<br />Lineage: Dam <a href="http://fav.me/d2bjd8p">[link]</a> Sire <a href="http://emeraldthewolf.deviantart.com/art/Iago-Official-Reference-152908499">[link]</a><br /><br /><i>Kaala is unfortunately not being used enough here, but she'll make another stables very pleased.</i><br /><br />Interested:<br />Bids:<br /><u>New Owner</u>:<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>7. Wicked<br />Show Name: These Wicked Games<br />Age: 3 years<br />Sex: Mare<br />Height: 16hh<br />Breed: BL Harlequine<br />Color: black base<br />Markings: black-tipped ears, black lopsided grin on muzzle, dark red head and neck, diamond markings on legs, swirl, red blanket, black swirls, black teardrops under left eye<br />Eyes: blue<br />Discipline: In Hand, Dressage<br />Personality: Wicked is, well, she's wicked. She's got a nasty habit of biting and eating everything, usually any human hands that get in the way or shoulders that brush too close. She can't be in a paddock near any other horses, and her ears are usually ALWAYS back. She's a handful but she's a great mover and has good lineage.<br />Lineage: Dam <a href="http://pegacorna2.deviantart.com/art/Clarice-Harlequine-BL-4-Lease-114377220">[link]</a> Sire <a href="http://emeraldthewolf.deviantart.com/art/Zmr-142327704">[link]</a><br /><br /><i>I really love this mare but I haven't been able to draw her at ALL so she really needs a great home immediately.</i><br /><br />Interested: <a target="_self" href="http://elenah889.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/l/elenah889.png?8" alt=":iconelenah889:" title="elenah889"/></a> <a target="_self" href="http://artopaz-mickah.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/r/artopaz-mickah.jpg?1" alt=":iconartopaz-mickah:" title="Artopaz-Mickah"/></a> <a target="_self" href="http://percyvelle.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/e/percyvelle.jpg?15" alt=":iconpercyvelle:" title="Percyvelle"/></a><br />Bids: <a href="http://elenah889.deviantart.com/art/Trying-out-For-Wicked-193997767">[link]</a> <a href="http://artopaz-mickah.deviantart.com/art/Something-Wicked-this-way-come-194749077">[link]</a> <a href="http://fav.me/d38oypd">[link]</a><br /><u>New Owner</u>: <a target="_self" href="http://percyvelle.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/e/percyvelle.jpg?15" alt=":iconpercyvelle:" title="Percyvelle"/></a> with <a href="http://fav.me/d38oypd">[link]</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Characters copyright - ME [EmeraldTheWolf]<br />Artwork copyright - ME [EmeraldTheWolf]<br />Horse reference - <a href="http://fav.me/d2fb1ej">[link]</a> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/013/a/0/2011_dws_horse_auction_by_emeraldthewolf-d373y4n.jpg" height="150" width="115"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/013/a/0/2011_dws_horse_auction_by_emeraldthewolf-d373y4n.jpg" height="390" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2011/013/a/0/2011_dws_horse_auction_by_emeraldthewolf-d373y4n.jpg" height="1020" width="784" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/><b><u>DEADLINE IS MARCH 1ST - no bids will be accepted after this date.</u></b><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/><br /><br />Well, Dapple Wood Stables is acquiring a bit too many horses, so I wanted to sell my inactive ones to good homes, where they'll be used to the best of their ability and prosper under good hands <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/m/meow.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":meow:" title="Meow :3"/> blah blah yeah the mushy stuff, anywho.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" title="I am a dummy!"/>RULES<img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" title="I am a dummy!"/><br />I. Your characters must be taken very well care of [I will check on this!]<br />II. If you want to give the horse away, PLEASE offer me the design back first!<br />III. Must give me credit for the design!<br />IV. Do not adopt if you don't plan on keeping the horse active<br />V. One per person<br />VI. LINEART IS NOT ACCEPTABLE UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE - unless it's your own.<br />VII. HARPG <i>not</i> required, but you must have a working stables in which you enter your horses into shows, roleplay with them, etc.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/>The Horses<img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/star_full.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star:" title="Star!"/><br />[Left to right]<br /><b>-TO PURCHASE ONE OF THESE HORSES, YOU MUST DRAW A FULL BODY PICTURE OF THEM. IT MUST BE YOUR OWN WORK AND IT MUST SHOW SOME TYPE OF EFFORT.<br />-No, I will not sell any of these for points.</b><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>1. Shadow<br />Age: 10 years<br />Sex: Stallion<br />Height: 15.1hh<br />Breed: Mustang<br />Color: white<br />Markings: grey legs and grey dappling across shoulders and flanks, grey tips on mane and tail<br />Eyes: blue<br />Discipline: <i>N/A - wild</i><br />Personality: Shadow has always been a very sweet horse. He is a wild horse who has always lived under the rule of my wild stallion, Dragiin. He's branched off from the herd now as a well-defined stallion ready to either join a larger herd or start his own. <br /><br />Interested: <br />Bids:<br /><u>New Owner</u>:<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>2. Hex<br />Show Name: Hex On Fire<br />Age: 11 years<br />Sex: Stallion<br />Height: 15.3hh<br />Breed: CL-Harlequine, arabian build<br />Color: white<br />Markings: scarring on left shoulder, scarring under left eye<br />Eyes: red<br />Discipline: In-Hand, Dressage<br />Personality: Hex is a very proud stallion, who is really good at what he does. He prefers male handlers, and is an excellent mover under the right rider. He has a little scarring from when he was in his younger days and got in a fight with another stallion, but the scars are faded and his movements make up for the un-wanted blemishing.<br /><br /><i>Hex has been up for sale for a while now and I'd really like to find him a stable home, considering he's the first Harlequine I created.</i><br /><br />Interested: <a target="_self" href="http://xladysadiex.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/x/l/xladysadiex.gif?2" alt=":iconxladysadiex:" title="xLadySadiex"/></a> <a target="_self" href="http://liizziie08.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/i/liizziie08.gif?5" alt=":iconliizziie08:" title="Liizziie08"/></a><br />Bids: <a href="http://evildemoncat.deviantart.com/art/Hex-on-Fire-bid-248617863">[link]</a><br /><u>New Owner</u>: <a target="_self" href="http://evildemoncat.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/v/evildemoncat.gif?2" alt=":iconevildemoncat:" title="EvilDemonCat"/></a><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>3. Black Sunshine<br />Show Name: Black Sunshine<br />Age: 6 years<br />Sex: Stallion<br />Height: 17hh<br />Breed: Ravequine<br />Color: black<br />Markings: yellow "sunburst" marking on face, yellow outlining on back and stomach, red spiked collar around neck with a silver cross chain entangled on it, right ear earring, white bondage around his tail and attached to his back legs, red glow-bracelets, yellow mesh on front fetlocks<br />Eyes: black<br />Discipline: Show Jumping, Dressage<br />Personality: Sunshine is a very daring horse, who will push himself beyond the limits if you ask, so he needs to be monitored and used carefully and appropriately. He's strong-willed and fiery, so he needs a steady hand and a patient, experienced rider.<br />Song: ACDC "Back in Black"<br /><br /><i>Sunshine has been progressing very well and we've finally decided that he and his sister are mature enough to separate, so we're putting him up for sale to a great home, but if the right owner cannot be found, he'll be staying with us.</i><br /><br />Interested:<br />Bids: <a href="http://evildemoncat.deviantart.com/art/Black-Sunshine-Bid-248610568">[link]</a><br /><u>New Owner</u>: <a target="_self" href="http://evildemoncat.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/v/evildemoncat.gif?2" alt=":iconevildemoncat:" title="EvilDemonCat"/></a><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>4. Bailey<br />Age: 8 years<br />Sex: Stallion<br />Height: 17hh<br />Breed: Dutch Warmblood<br />Color: dappled grey<br />Markings: wide blaze, LF coronet, RF sock, LH pastern, RH sock<br />Eyes: green<br />Discipline: all eventing - a very great eventer for an experienced rider<br />Personality: a very sweet horse, he loves to jump - so much that if he doesn't have the right rider, he gets angry, and he also just loves being around people.<br /><br /><i>Bailey was Jordan's personal mount, but she has too many horses now so she's sacrificing and letting Bailey go to a great home where he'll be able to improve immensely in his eventing career.</i><br /><br />Interested: <a target="_self" href="http://hiddenacresstables.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/i/hiddenacresstables.png?3" alt=":iconhiddenacresstables:" title="HiddenAcresStables"/></a> <a target="_self" href="http://purehazard.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/u/purehazard.png?8" alt=":iconpurehazard:" title="PureHazard"/></a> <a target="_self" href="http://kichai.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/i/kichai.gif?14" alt=":iconkichai:" title="Kichai"/></a><br />Bids: <a href="http://hiddenacresstables.deviantart.com/art/Always-Try-Your-Best-194026439">[link]</a><br /><u>New Owner</u>: <a target="_self" href="http://hiddenacresstables.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/i/hiddenacresstables.png?3" alt=":iconhiddenacresstables:" title="HiddenAcresStables"/></a> with <a href="http://hiddenacresstables.deviantart.com/art/Always-Try-Your-Best-194026439">[link]</a><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>5. Hemingway<br />Show Name: N/A<br />Age: 5 years<br />Sex: Stallion<br />Height: 16.1hh<br />Breed: Oldenburg<br />Color: dark brown<br />Markings: interrupted snip, LF coronet w/dark brown hoof, RF hock w/light brown hoof, LH fades from dark brown to a chestnut color right before the hock and a light brown hoof<br />Eyes: golden<br />Discipline: Advanced Dressage, can also be trained in other events such as jumping.<br />Personality: quiet under saddle and extremely hard-working, a little lazy<br /><br />Interested: <a target="_self" href="http://firefliies.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/f/i/firefliies.gif?3" alt=":iconfirefliies:" title="firefliies"/></a><br />Bids:<br /><u>New Owner</u>: ~<a class="u" href="http://hoofhaven.deviantart.com">HoofHaven</a><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>6. Kaala<br />Show Name: Raptured Light<br />Age: 5 years<br />Sex: Mare<br />Height: 15.3hh<br />Breed: American Mustang mix<br />Color: dappled grey<br />Markings: light grey coat, black face, RH sock, diamond and snip, LH black hock, black mane and tail<br />Eyes: green<br />Discipline: beginner Show Jumping, short stirrup eventing, great lesson horse<br />Personality: although she's older now, she still thoroughly enjoys running at full gallops through our paddocks and stirring the other horses up. A very playful mare who knows how to treat younger riders and is willing to do whatever her rider asks. A great starter, intermediate, and experienced horse.<br />Lineage: Dam <a href="http://fav.me/d2bjd8p">[link]</a> Sire <a href="http://emeraldthewolf.deviantart.com/art/Iago-Official-Reference-152908499">[link]</a><br /><br /><i>Kaala is unfortunately not being used enough here, but she'll make another stables very pleased.</i><br /><br />Interested:<br />Bids:<br /><u>New Owner</u>:<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletyellow:" title="Bullet; Yellow"/>7. Wicked<br />Show Name: These Wicked Games<br />Age: 3 years<br />Sex: Mare<br />Height: 16hh<br />Breed: BL Harlequine<br />Color: black base<br />Markings: black-tipped ears, black lopsided grin on muzzle, dark red head and neck, diamond markings on legs, swirl, red blanket, black swirls, black teardrops under left eye<br />Eyes: blue<br />Discipline: In Hand, Dressage<br />Personality: Wicked is, well, she's wicked. She's got a nasty habit of biting and eating everything, usually any human hands that get in the way or shoulders that brush too close. She can't be in a paddock near any other horses, and her ears are usually ALWAYS back. She's a handful but she's a great mover and has good lineage.<br />Lineage: Dam <a href="http://pegacorna2.deviantart.com/art/Clarice-Harlequine-BL-4-Lease-114377220">[link]</a> Sire <a href="http://emeraldthewolf.deviantart.com/art/Zmr-142327704">[link]</a><br /><br /><i>I really love this mare but I haven't been able to draw her at ALL so she really needs a great home immediately.</i><br /><br />Interested: <a target="_self" href="http://elenah889.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/l/elenah889.png?8" alt=":iconelenah889:" title="elenah889"/></a> <a target="_self" href="http://artopaz-mickah.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/r/artopaz-mickah.jpg?1" alt=":iconartopaz-mickah:" title="Artopaz-Mickah"/></a> <a target="_self" href="http://percyvelle.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/e/percyvelle.jpg?15" alt=":iconpercyvelle:" title="Percyvelle"/></a><br />Bids: <a href="http://elenah889.deviantart.com/art/Trying-out-For-Wicked-193997767">[link]</a> <a href="http://artopaz-mickah.deviantart.com/art/Something-Wicked-this-way-come-194749077">[link]</a> <a href="http://fav.me/d38oypd">[link]</a><br /><u>New Owner</u>: <a target="_self" href="http://percyvelle.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/e/percyvelle.jpg?15" alt=":iconpercyvelle:" title="Percyvelle"/></a> with <a href="http://fav.me/d38oypd">[link]</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Characters copyright - ME [EmeraldTheWolf]<br />Artwork copyright - ME [EmeraldTheWolf]<br />Horse reference - <a href="http://fav.me/d2fb1ej">[link]</a><br /><div><img src="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/013/a/0/2011_dws_horse_auction_by_emeraldthewolf-d373y4n.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Zodiac Killers: The Horse</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2011 19:48:05 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Zodiac Killers: The Horse</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Peka-Kaniele</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://peka-kaniele.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 =Peka-Kaniele</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ For <a href="http://thezodiackillers.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/h/thezodiackillers.png?2" alt=":iconthezodiackillers:" title="thezodiackillers"/></a> <br /><br /><a href="http://rebel-sikes.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/r/e/rebel-sikes.jpg?11" alt=":iconrebel-sikes:" title="Rebel-Sikes"/></a> told me about this group and i think its perty awesome. and i stole her format~ <br /><br /><b>Name:</b> Rhebekka Torid Waldis (Rhebekka-<i>the ensnarer</i>- Torid-<i>Thor's Beauty</i>- Waldis-<i>Goddess of the Slain</i>-)<br /><br /><b>Nickname: </b>Creed<br /><br /><b>Age:</b> 18 ½ <br /><br />&#8594;<b>Height:</b> 52<br /><br />&#8594;<b>Weight:</b> 132 lbs<br /><br /><br /><b>Gender: </b>Female<br /><br />&#8594;<b>Orientation: </b>Straight<br /><br />&#8594;<b>Nationality: </b>Norwegian<br /><br /><br /><b>Status/Animal: </b>Zodiac/ Horse<br /><br /><b>Weapon of Choice: </b>modern kyoketsu shoge- is a double edged blade that is attached to 12-18 feet of chain which then ends in a large metal ring and ball. The kyoketsu shoge had a multitude of useful applications. The blade could be used for pulling slashes as well as thrusting stabs. The chain could be used for climbing, ensnaring an enemy, binding an enemy and many such other uses. The long range of the weapon combined a cutting tool with the capability to strike or entangle an enemy at what he perceived to be a 'safe' distance out of the way. When skilled with this weapon it could be used to entangle a sword and rip from the opponents hands rendering him harmless. Rhebekka learned how to use this weapon when her widowed mother moved her to New Zealand. They often took trips to the Philippines and Japan. On her last trip to Japan Rhebekkas mother was murdered by a ninja, having saw this, and the ninja now coming for her, she lost her mind having lost the last person she hadnt been abandoned by. She tore at the ninja and in remarkable luck, killed him and stole his kyoketsi shoge. Over the years she has learned how to use it. <br />She also has large antique axe.<br /><br /><br /><b>Personality: </b>Creed is to say the least, harsh. Shes quick to judge and slow to forgive. When she was little she was bubbly and happy, without a care in the world. But after her parents died she locked those traits deep inside and rarely shows them. Shes truly a romantic and wants to fall in love with someone but, she knows if she loses them, her last string of sanity will snap. She has a short temper but she wont let you know shes angry. Creed also has a deep fear of abandonment and if she thinks youre going to leave her in anyway, shell kill you, and if you manage to get away before she does, shell hunt you down. And if she really does care about you shell give you some sort of romantic display of affection then go about slicing your neck. <br /><b>Zodiac (Horse) Personality Traits: </b>Lacks confidence, active, impatient, quick-witted, egoist, rebellious, gives up (almost) everything for love, an individual, humorous, and charming. <br /><br /><b>History: </b>Rhebekka was born in a well-to-do family in Norway. She was a fairly happy child, if not a bit chubby, and had anything she ever wanted. If wanted a new dress, she got one, if she wanted a horse, shed get one of those too and she did. Creed loved her Norwegian Fjord, she rode him everyday and took great care of him. He was always there to comfort her if she ever got her feeling hurt, which, unfortunately, happened a lot<br /><br />One day after school Creed came home from school balling her eyes out because the other kids had made fun of her for being fat. She ran straight to see her horse, she told him everything and soon came to realize they were a lot alike, short and chubby. She hadnt known what she would do without him, then she found. When Rhebekka was 8 she went out to see her horse in the barn only to find he wasnt there. She went straight to her father and asked where he was. Her father told her he had to sell him because he had recently lost a lot of money. Creed went mad, accusing him of taking her only friend and for being the worst father ever, typical spoiled brat rant. But her father, having been drinking, yelled back. This had never happened to her before and she just got angrier and angrier. He wouldnt stop telling her how horrible and spoiled she was, and fat and ugly and a mistake on his part. Creed couldnt take it anymore, just couldnt. She grabbed a antique axe of the wall and swung it at her father. She was covered in his blood as well as the floor where he drew his last breath, or would have if the axe hadnt punctured his lungs. Her mother came home to the bloody scene and immediately took Rhebekka and moved to New Zealand, afraid of her daughter being accused of her husbands murder when it had to have been a thief, some random act of violence. <br /><br />When she turned 15, Creed got her first boyfriend, she had grown out of her chubbiness into a voluptuous young women. She called this boy her first love, her true love. She wanted to be with him forever and ever. But he had already decided he didnt like her anymore, men what can you do Creed was extremely insulted by this and a painful memory erupted of her father telling her he didnt want her. That night Rhebekka took the axe she used to kill her father, snuck into the boys room, kissed him sweetly, then chopped his head off right on his bed. Creed fled the scene and returned home happy as a lark. Her mother heard about the incident and became extremely nervous for her daughter, with this new fear she took them to Japan where she, ultimately died and Creed gained her new favorite weapon. From that point on Rhebekka, found joy in lurking around in the dark yanking peoples windpipes open wither her kyoketsu shoge. When she turned 17 she found the Zodiac gang and immediately wanted to join, seeing how well she fit under the sign of the horse.<br /><br /><br /><b>__Rhebekka 's__ Test: </b>Creeds test was given by Cozzie. She was told to assassinate a senator who had once taken quite and interest in the zodiac killer. But, she was supposed to torture him in some way, shape, or form. Creed went straight to work researching the senator and discovered he had two sons he cared for very much and that he was divorced for cheating on his wife. And apparently he sons were no better, they were hard into drugs and using and abusing women. This frustrated Rhebekka to no end, so shes make the boys an example for Mr. Senator. <br /><br />One fall evening, Creed snuck into their mansion and, to her surprise (not) found the boys getting high in their attic. She emerged from the shadows, stalking forward toward them. To say the least the too laced up rich kids were scared shitless from her mask alone. Of course they probably didnt think it was a mask at this point They started swearing at her and the eldest ran up ready to swing an upper cut, she easy grabbed his arm and twisted hard, making him fall to his knees, whimpering like a baby. Then Creed slammed him to the ground and bound his wrists and ankles. The younger brother was now panicking and scooting closer to the wall; Creed walking over to him (stepping on his brother in the process) laughed darkly and hit him hard on the back of the head with the blunt side of her axe, knocking him unconscious.<br /><br />With a bit of trouble she managed to drag both of them down to their fathers study and tied them back to back on the floor. She hummed an Old Norwegian folk tune while she waited with the gagged boys for the senator to arrive. When he did, the eldest son tried screaming to run but it was too late. Creed came up behind the middle aged man and kicked his lower spine causing him to fall to the ground. Once she had him securely tied and gagged facing his sons, she went about slicing the boys major arteries shallowly with her knife. The senator watched in horror as his sons bleed to death, extremely slowly. Once the boys were close to their last breath Creed carved an extremely intricate Norwegian design over their hearts, they tried to scream in pain but alas, they could not. <br /><br />The senator was in tears as he watched his own flesh and blood die before him, but their agonizes were small compared to what she had in store for him. Creed removed the head of her axe used the handle to smash the senators knee caps, shoulders, and ribs. His eyes rolled back into his head several times during this and Creed became annoyed with this and removed his eyes with a skillful hand. All this time she had been explaining why him little hobby of trying to destroy the zodiac was a bit useless. Then to finish him off she wrapped the chain of her kyoketsu shoge around his neck and yanked, snapping his neck. To finish her job she dragged to boys back to the attic and set the room to look like they had both committed suicide, together. And as for the senator, she had him slumped at his desk, looking as if he had only fallen asleep while reading the old newspaper, open to an article about the Zodiac Killers. <br /><br /><br /><b>Additional Information:</b> <br />Has a heavy Kiwi accent from living in New Zealand, but she tries speaks properly due to her upbringing. <br />Her hair is blonde and dark dark brown (Like a Fjord's mane), she puts her brown hair in a mohawk when she has her mask on to represent how a real fjord's mane is.<br />Likes Goth and punk fashion, and she always, always wears corsets. She also only wears black lipstick, devotedly everyday, as well as dark (bruise color) purple eye shadow. <br />Her victims are usually male; she rarely ever kills women, only if she has too. <br />Her boots are platform and make her 5'6"<br /><br /><b>Monday:</b> Basically, she thinks hes hot, but shell never tell. His split personality intrigues her; but she rarely speaks to him, he is one of the few people she respects enough not to. When she tries to speak him she tries her best to rid herself of her accent so she can be easily understood. <br /><br /><b>Cozzie:</b> Creed thinks shes adorable, if not in a demented kind of way. And she scares the shit out of her, she would never cross her path, would never want to, to begin with. She loves Cozzies hair but her sweaters lets just say Rhebekka doesnt like them. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/055/6/e/zodiac_killers__the_horse_by_peka_kaniele-d3abzpx.png" height="103" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/055/6/e/zodiac_killers__the_horse_by_peka_kaniele-d3abzpx.png" height="206" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/055/6/e/zodiac_killers__the_horse_by_peka_kaniele-d3abzpx.png" height="619" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ For <a href="http://thezodiackillers.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/h/thezodiackillers.png?2" alt=":iconthezodiackillers:" title="thezodiackillers"/></a> <br /><br /><a href="http://rebel-sikes.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/r/e/rebel-sikes.jpg?11" alt=":iconrebel-sikes:" title="Rebel-Sikes"/></a> told me about this group and i think its perty awesome. and i stole her format~ <br /><br /><b>Name:</b> Rhebekka Torid Waldis (Rhebekka-<i>the ensnarer</i>- Torid-<i>Thor's Beauty</i>- Waldis-<i>Goddess of the Slain</i>-)<br /><br /><b>Nickname: </b>Creed<br /><br /><b>Age:</b> 18 ½ <br /><br />&#8594;<b>Height:</b> 52<br /><br />&#8594;<b>Weight:</b> 132 lbs<br /><br /><br /><b>Gender: </b>Female<br /><br />&#8594;<b>Orientation: </b>Straight<br /><br />&#8594;<b>Nationality: </b>Norwegian<br /><br /><br /><b>Status/Animal: </b>Zodiac/ Horse<br /><br /><b>Weapon of Choice: </b>modern kyoketsu shoge- is a double edged blade that is attached to 12-18 feet of chain which then ends in a large metal ring and ball. The kyoketsu shoge had a multitude of useful applications. The blade could be used for pulling slashes as well as thrusting stabs. The chain could be used for climbing, ensnaring an enemy, binding an enemy and many such other uses. The long range of the weapon combined a cutting tool with the capability to strike or entangle an enemy at what he perceived to be a 'safe' distance out of the way. When skilled with this weapon it could be used to entangle a sword and rip from the opponents hands rendering him harmless. Rhebekka learned how to use this weapon when her widowed mother moved her to New Zealand. They often took trips to the Philippines and Japan. On her last trip to Japan Rhebekkas mother was murdered by a ninja, having saw this, and the ninja now coming for her, she lost her mind having lost the last person she hadnt been abandoned by. She tore at the ninja and in remarkable luck, killed him and stole his kyoketsi shoge. Over the years she has learned how to use it. <br />She also has large antique axe.<br /><br /><br /><b>Personality: </b>Creed is to say the least, harsh. Shes quick to judge and slow to forgive. When she was little she was bubbly and happy, without a care in the world. But after her parents died she locked those traits deep inside and rarely shows them. Shes truly a romantic and wants to fall in love with someone but, she knows if she loses them, her last string of sanity will snap. She has a short temper but she wont let you know shes angry. Creed also has a deep fear of abandonment and if she thinks youre going to leave her in anyway, shell kill you, and if you manage to get away before she does, shell hunt you down. And if she really does care about you shell give you some sort of romantic display of affection then go about slicing your neck. <br /><b>Zodiac (Horse) Personality Traits: </b>Lacks confidence, active, impatient, quick-witted, egoist, rebellious, gives up (almost) everything for love, an individual, humorous, and charming. <br /><br /><b>History: </b>Rhebekka was born in a well-to-do family in Norway. She was a fairly happy child, if not a bit chubby, and had anything she ever wanted. If wanted a new dress, she got one, if she wanted a horse, shed get one of those too and she did. Creed loved her Norwegian Fjord, she rode him everyday and took great care of him. He was always there to comfort her if she ever got her feeling hurt, which, unfortunately, happened a lot<br /><br />One day after school Creed came home from school balling her eyes out because the other kids had made fun of her for being fat. She ran straight to see her horse, she told him everything and soon came to realize they were a lot alike, short and chubby. She hadnt known what she would do without him, then she found. When Rhebekka was 8 she went out to see her horse in the barn only to find he wasnt there. She went straight to her father and asked where he was. Her father told her he had to sell him because he had recently lost a lot of money. Creed went mad, accusing him of taking her only friend and for being the worst father ever, typical spoiled brat rant. But her father, having been drinking, yelled back. This had never happened to her before and she just got angrier and angrier. He wouldnt stop telling her how horrible and spoiled she was, and fat and ugly and a mistake on his part. Creed couldnt take it anymore, just couldnt. She grabbed a antique axe of the wall and swung it at her father. She was covered in his blood as well as the floor where he drew his last breath, or would have if the axe hadnt punctured his lungs. Her mother came home to the bloody scene and immediately took Rhebekka and moved to New Zealand, afraid of her daughter being accused of her husbands murder when it had to have been a thief, some random act of violence. <br /><br />When she turned 15, Creed got her first boyfriend, she had grown out of her chubbiness into a voluptuous young women. She called this boy her first love, her true love. She wanted to be with him forever and ever. But he had already decided he didnt like her anymore, men what can you do Creed was extremely insulted by this and a painful memory erupted of her father telling her he didnt want her. That night Rhebekka took the axe she used to kill her father, snuck into the boys room, kissed him sweetly, then chopped his head off right on his bed. Creed fled the scene and returned home happy as a lark. Her mother heard about the incident and became extremely nervous for her daughter, with this new fear she took them to Japan where she, ultimately died and Creed gained her new favorite weapon. From that point on Rhebekka, found joy in lurking around in the dark yanking peoples windpipes open wither her kyoketsu shoge. When she turned 17 she found the Zodiac gang and immediately wanted to join, seeing how well she fit under the sign of the horse.<br /><br /><br /><b>__Rhebekka 's__ Test: </b>Creeds test was given by Cozzie. She was told to assassinate a senator who had once taken quite and interest in the zodiac killer. But, she was supposed to torture him in some way, shape, or form. Creed went straight to work researching the senator and discovered he had two sons he cared for very much and that he was divorced for cheating on his wife. And apparently he sons were no better, they were hard into drugs and using and abusing women. This frustrated Rhebekka to no end, so shes make the boys an example for Mr. Senator. <br /><br />One fall evening, Creed snuck into their mansion and, to her surprise (not) found the boys getting high in their attic. She emerged from the shadows, stalking forward toward them. To say the least the too laced up rich kids were scared shitless from her mask alone. Of course they probably didnt think it was a mask at this point They started swearing at her and the eldest ran up ready to swing an upper cut, she easy grabbed his arm and twisted hard, making him fall to his knees, whimpering like a baby. Then Creed slammed him to the ground and bound his wrists and ankles. The younger brother was now panicking and scooting closer to the wall; Creed walking over to him (stepping on his brother in the process) laughed darkly and hit him hard on the back of the head with the blunt side of her axe, knocking him unconscious.<br /><br />With a bit of trouble she managed to drag both of them down to their fathers study and tied them back to back on the floor. She hummed an Old Norwegian folk tune while she waited with the gagged boys for the senator to arrive. When he did, the eldest son tried screaming to run but it was too late. Creed came up behind the middle aged man and kicked his lower spine causing him to fall to the ground. Once she had him securely tied and gagged facing his sons, she went about slicing the boys major arteries shallowly with her knife. The senator watched in horror as his sons bleed to death, extremely slowly. Once the boys were close to their last breath Creed carved an extremely intricate Norwegian design over their hearts, they tried to scream in pain but alas, they could not. <br /><br />The senator was in tears as he watched his own flesh and blood die before him, but their agonizes were small compared to what she had in store for him. Creed removed the head of her axe used the handle to smash the senators knee caps, shoulders, and ribs. His eyes rolled back into his head several times during this and Creed became annoyed with this and removed his eyes with a skillful hand. All this time she had been explaining why him little hobby of trying to destroy the zodiac was a bit useless. Then to finish him off she wrapped the chain of her kyoketsu shoge around his neck and yanked, snapping his neck. To finish her job she dragged to boys back to the attic and set the room to look like they had both committed suicide, together. And as for the senator, she had him slumped at his desk, looking as if he had only fallen asleep while reading the old newspaper, open to an article about the Zodiac Killers. <br /><br /><br /><b>Additional Information:</b> <br />Has a heavy Kiwi accent from living in New Zealand, but she tries speaks properly due to her upbringing. <br />Her hair is blonde and dark dark brown (Like a Fjord's mane), she puts her brown hair in a mohawk when she has her mask on to represent how a real fjord's mane is.<br />Likes Goth and punk fashion, and she always, always wears corsets. She also only wears black lipstick, devotedly everyday, as well as dark (bruise color) purple eye shadow. <br />Her victims are usually male; she rarely ever kills women, only if she has too. <br />Her boots are platform and make her 5'6"<br /><br /><b>Monday:</b> Basically, she thinks hes hot, but shell never tell. His split personality intrigues her; but she rarely speaks to him, he is one of the few people she respects enough not to. When she tries to speak him she tries her best to rid herself of her accent so she can be easily understood. <br /><br /><b>Cozzie:</b> Creed thinks shes adorable, if not in a demented kind of way. And she scares the shit out of her, she would never cross her path, would never want to, to begin with. She loves Cozzies hair but her sweaters lets just say Rhebekka doesnt like them.<br /><div><img src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/055/6/e/zodiac_killers__the_horse_by_peka_kaniele-d3abzpx.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Some Horse</title>
                <link>http://riitual.deviantart.com/art/Some-Horse-132648581</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 18:56:11 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Some Horse</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Riitual</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://riitual.deviantart.com">Copyright 2009-2013 ~Riitual</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I swear, my scanner liked to kill detail and layers. ._. It scanned in so shit, on the first version (<a href="http://riitual.deviantart.com/art/Unnamed-Horse-132511124">[link]</a>) I did with only one layer the scanner made it look awesome. D= Stupid scanner. &gt;_&gt; Anyway, enough of me whining about my pathetic scanner, this is my entry for <a href="http://silverglass19.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/i/silverglass19.gif?1" alt=":iconsilverglass19:" title="silverglass19"/></a>'s adoptable contest. It's the first time I've entered anything like this so I hope I don't screw it up too badly. xD<br /><br /><b>Name:</b> Verar<br /><b>Age:</b> Approximately 7 years old.<br /><b>Gender:</b> Male. (Stallion)<br /><b>Breed:</b> Thoroughbred crossbreed.<br /><b>Colour:</b> Chestnut with Bend. (Spots)<br /><b>Height:</b> 16.2hh<br /><br /><b>History:</b> Verar was born into a family of performing horses, their owner and trainer would lend them out for festivals and social events where horse acts were required. Many times his mother would be snatched away from him during the early months of his life, and she would come back and tell him fantastical stories about the places she had been to and the role she played.<br /><br />Several years later, when Verar had become a strong young colt, his training began. For what felt like an age he was cleansed of fear, forced into awkward situations and donned in strange gear; yet when the end of his training was in sight Verar's heart was torn by the sudden death of his mother. Slowly he began to withdraw into his own shell of misery and despair, playing memories of his mother daily. She was so real in his eyes but the instant he drew near the apparition vanished.<br /><br />Gradually, through performing at many events all across the region, Verar gained in confidence and blossomed out of his cocoon and all thoughts of his deceased mother were pushed to the back of his mind; so busy was he with his shows. However, a year or so later one of the events he was showing at got stormed by raiders. Bowstrings twanging, they stormed the festival, shooting anyone that stood in their pathway. Verar heard a heavy "THUNK" behind him and the weight of his rider crumpled over to one side. Confused by this sudden change in weight he took off, the dead weight behind him banging on his back in rhythm with his strides.<br /><br />Suddenly some mounted raiders appeared from behind one of the tents, their arms full of food and wine. Seeing the fleeing horse they spurred their own steeds into action (dropping the goods in the process) in a move to cut Verar off. Harsh cries met his ears and soon he was surrounded by raiders on their sweating animals. The circle parted and in walked a tall man, his face was unshaven and he wore a ragged assortment of black clothing. More gruff voices sounded, as if the creatures were talking to each other. Quick as a flash the ragged man was at Verar's side, tugging off the corpse from his back and leaping into the saddle. Shocked by this sudden turn of events Verar began to prance about, tossing his head wildly. However, it seemed that this new master of his was well accustomed to behaviour such as this and held his seat; along with bringing his new mount to a standstill.<br /><br />The creature on his back let out a feral roar and the other all around Verar were quick to join in. A sharp kick to the sides sent him thundering forwards, the circle parted and a mass of hooves and heavy breathing began to follow behind him.<br /><br />And so began Verar's life as a raider's mount. For well over three years he served his new master, taking part in similar raids and the occasional rival war between groups of separate raiders. The once jovial nature that accompanied Verar faded away into cold nothingness. The rage and hatred that filled his master's hear gradually seeped into his own. His once fond memories became tarnished with anger and injustice. Bitterness filled his soul and he too began to take pleasure in the despair of others.<br /><br />One dark evening, as his 'family' were celebrating a good days work, they were ambushed by a rival gang. Confusion filled the air and people manically tried to steer their mounts to safety. Arrows rained down upon the group from above, killing any unfortunate to be beneath one when it landed. It took Verar several moments to realise the lack of weight on his back, along with the missing saddle. Fear began to worm its way into his mind as he frantically tried to search the ground for his fallen master, but all he could see for a mass of writhing bodies trying to escape the onslaught they were trapped in.<br /><br />The next few moments of his life were a blur but eventually Verar found himself outside of the living sea and into clear air. He could hear the bewilderment and pain behind him and the fear began to take over his mind; feeling the loose reins flopping and whipping at his side he galloped away into the wilderness.<br /><br /><b>Personality:</b> Verar was once a happy and content stallion but now, due to the events that took place in his life, he is filled with bitterness and anger. He despises himself when he succumbs to weakness and strives to become less mentally weak. He has never forgiven himself for abandoning his 'family' and blames it all on the fear that he gave in to. He is not a very social horse and would much prefer to travel on his own. However, he can also be quite manipulative and will not give up on an opportunity to take advantage of another horse. He has no concept of the feelings of others so this can cause him to appear insensitive and rude. (Not that he would care anyway.)<br /><br /><br /><br />I think I've covered everything here, I hope it is creative enough. D= ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs47/150/i/2009/220/4/1/Rynis_by_Riitual.jpg" height="106" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs47/300W/i/2009/220/4/1/Rynis_by_Riitual.jpg" height="212" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs47/i/2009/220/4/1/Rynis_by_Riitual.jpg" height="636" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I swear, my scanner liked to kill detail and layers. ._. It scanned in so shit, on the first version (<a href="http://riitual.deviantart.com/art/Unnamed-Horse-132511124">[link]</a>) I did with only one layer the scanner made it look awesome. D= Stupid scanner. &gt;_&gt; Anyway, enough of me whining about my pathetic scanner, this is my entry for <a href="http://silverglass19.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/i/silverglass19.gif?1" alt=":iconsilverglass19:" title="silverglass19"/></a>'s adoptable contest. It's the first time I've entered anything like this so I hope I don't screw it up too badly. xD<br /><br /><b>Name:</b> Verar<br /><b>Age:</b> Approximately 7 years old.<br /><b>Gender:</b> Male. (Stallion)<br /><b>Breed:</b> Thoroughbred crossbreed.<br /><b>Colour:</b> Chestnut with Bend. (Spots)<br /><b>Height:</b> 16.2hh<br /><br /><b>History:</b> Verar was born into a family of performing horses, their owner and trainer would lend them out for festivals and social events where horse acts were required. Many times his mother would be snatched away from him during the early months of his life, and she would come back and tell him fantastical stories about the places she had been to and the role she played.<br /><br />Several years later, when Verar had become a strong young colt, his training began. For what felt like an age he was cleansed of fear, forced into awkward situations and donned in strange gear; yet when the end of his training was in sight Verar's heart was torn by the sudden death of his mother. Slowly he began to withdraw into his own shell of misery and despair, playing memories of his mother daily. She was so real in his eyes but the instant he drew near the apparition vanished.<br /><br />Gradually, through performing at many events all across the region, Verar gained in confidence and blossomed out of his cocoon and all thoughts of his deceased mother were pushed to the back of his mind; so busy was he with his shows. However, a year or so later one of the events he was showing at got stormed by raiders. Bowstrings twanging, they stormed the festival, shooting anyone that stood in their pathway. Verar heard a heavy "THUNK" behind him and the weight of his rider crumpled over to one side. Confused by this sudden change in weight he took off, the dead weight behind him banging on his back in rhythm with his strides.<br /><br />Suddenly some mounted raiders appeared from behind one of the tents, their arms full of food and wine. Seeing the fleeing horse they spurred their own steeds into action (dropping the goods in the process) in a move to cut Verar off. Harsh cries met his ears and soon he was surrounded by raiders on their sweating animals. The circle parted and in walked a tall man, his face was unshaven and he wore a ragged assortment of black clothing. More gruff voices sounded, as if the creatures were talking to each other. Quick as a flash the ragged man was at Verar's side, tugging off the corpse from his back and leaping into the saddle. Shocked by this sudden turn of events Verar began to prance about, tossing his head wildly. However, it seemed that this new master of his was well accustomed to behaviour such as this and held his seat; along with bringing his new mount to a standstill.<br /><br />The creature on his back let out a feral roar and the other all around Verar were quick to join in. A sharp kick to the sides sent him thundering forwards, the circle parted and a mass of hooves and heavy breathing began to follow behind him.<br /><br />And so began Verar's life as a raider's mount. For well over three years he served his new master, taking part in similar raids and the occasional rival war between groups of separate raiders. The once jovial nature that accompanied Verar faded away into cold nothingness. The rage and hatred that filled his master's hear gradually seeped into his own. His once fond memories became tarnished with anger and injustice. Bitterness filled his soul and he too began to take pleasure in the despair of others.<br /><br />One dark evening, as his 'family' were celebrating a good days work, they were ambushed by a rival gang. Confusion filled the air and people manically tried to steer their mounts to safety. Arrows rained down upon the group from above, killing any unfortunate to be beneath one when it landed. It took Verar several moments to realise the lack of weight on his back, along with the missing saddle. Fear began to worm its way into his mind as he frantically tried to search the ground for his fallen master, but all he could see for a mass of writhing bodies trying to escape the onslaught they were trapped in.<br /><br />The next few moments of his life were a blur but eventually Verar found himself outside of the living sea and into clear air. He could hear the bewilderment and pain behind him and the fear began to take over his mind; feeling the loose reins flopping and whipping at his side he galloped away into the wilderness.<br /><br /><b>Personality:</b> Verar was once a happy and content stallion but now, due to the events that took place in his life, he is filled with bitterness and anger. He despises himself when he succumbs to weakness and strives to become less mentally weak. He has never forgiven himself for abandoning his 'family' and blames it all on the fear that he gave in to. He is not a very social horse and would much prefer to travel on his own. However, he can also be quite manipulative and will not give up on an opportunity to take advantage of another horse. He has no concept of the feelings of others so this can cause him to appear insensitive and rude. (Not that he would care anyway.)<br /><br /><br /><br />I think I've covered everything here, I hope it is creative enough. D=<br /><div><img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs47/300W/i/2009/220/4/1/Rynis_by_Riitual.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The Nahil Horse</title>
                <link>http://kwehcat.deviantart.com/art/The-Nahil-Horse-212636539</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2011 23:34:25 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The Nahil Horse</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:copyright url="http://kwehcat.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 =KwehCat</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <h2>The Nahil Horse</h2><br /><sup><i>Nah-hill</i></sup><br /><h3><i>Nahil Leonardus</i></h3><br /><sup><i>Nah-hil Lay-oh-nahr-dus</i></sup><br /><blockquote><br /><h3>Origins</h3><br />The Nahilians exact origins are a mystery<br />with only legends and myths to go on.<br />It is said that the Nahils and the Bärsalarkans<br />are desended from the same entity, the Origin<br />Several other tribes across DIOKARANIE<br />have similar legends. It is thought that the<br />Nahil Tribe and their sister tribe,<br />the Bärsalarka, were once cofunctioning,<br />though in present times they are bitter enemies.<br />killing members of the other tribe on sight.<br /><br /><h3>Traits of the Nahil</h3><br /><b>Apperance</b><br />The Nahils have a very strong, muscular build<br />resembling that of a Warlander (Friesian/Andalusian<br />cross). Their hooves are cloven and often crack<br />with age due to the rough terrain of their natural<br />habitat. Their skin is often darkly coloured and <br />tough, with an almost scaled texture to it.<br />Their fur is soft and longer than that of a typical<br />horse. The fur has two seperate coats, like that of<br />a water-retrieval dog, for protection. Their markings<br />tend to resemble members of the Pantherinae<br />or Felinae family rather than the Equidae family, <br />though the feline markings sometimes follow<br />Equine patterns. Coats are always earth toned<br />and warm colors. Both male and female<br />Nahils have two horns originating from behind their<br />ears to curve around their face to point towards<br />their nose; however, males also have crooked<br />horns that grow along their necks. These horns<br />are allegedly made of adamantine Ore. They are<br />nearly impossible to break, the only known method<br />being a curse. Once cursed off, the horns never<br />grow back. Their eyes are always a solid color<br />with a ring of black that emits a soft<br />glow.<br /><br /><b>Personalities</b><br />the personality is highly dependant on the individual, <br />but for the most part Nahils are level-headed <br />and intelligent. This is almost a necessity as the tribe <br />must always be prepared to fight, <br />living so close to their enemy, the Bärsalarka..<br />The males have a special ability, called the Skiatha.<br />The Skiatha allows the Nahil to turn off their emotions<br />so All are able to defend their tribe without sparing <br />a thought. This can be troublesome when not fighting,<br /> as the Nahil will rely on cold reason In spite of <br />their constant warring, the Nahil are not bloodthirsty, <br />much preferring peace to fighting, with the rate exception<br />They are monogomous and couples have 2 or 3 foals.<br /><br /><b>Health</b><br />The Nahils are, for the most part, immortal.<br />They are able to heal most wounds with rapid speed, except<br />those inflicted by the claws of a Bärsalarka.<br />There is only one disease that a Nahil can catch, and that<br />is the Scientiamortis. Catching the Scientiamortis is almost<br />always a death sentence. The Scientiamortis gives the<br />Nahil an extremely high temperature, though<br />all other symptoms are unique, each case displying<br />different problems. Only 1 in 20 survive, and they are left<br />with a swirling scar around one eye for the rest of their<br />lives. Due to their long lives, sometimes the burden of<br />time proves too much and the Nahil and they will<br />either turn to the Skiatha or commits suicide.<br /><br /><h3>Habitat</h3><br />The.Nahils only live in the world of Diokarainie. They reside<br />in the Fire Plains, to the western side of the Chasm of<br />the Eternal Flame. Occasionally one will be banished from<br />the tribe and forced to relocate to the other areas or<br />will leave on their own and live the life of a nomad.<br />The Nahil are specially adapted to the harsh conditions.<br />Their body temperatures are naturally extremely high <br />so the extreme heat given off by the flames does not <br />effect them; the high temperatures seem like room-Temperature<br />to them. Their lungs are seemingly immune to smoke<br />damage, staying in pristine condition despite the harsh<br />smoke. As fire is the release of energy through heat,<br />the Nahils have learned to absorb the heat and process it<br />back into energy for nourishment. In addition, they<br />will sometimes eat ashes or chew on lava rocks<br />as a dietary supplement. They do not drink liquids.<br /><br /><h3>Communication</h3><br />Nahils have their own unique language that they use to<br />communicate with the tribe. They are quickly able to <br />pick up other species languages and know quite a bit of<br />the Bärsalarkan language. Some of the elders are able<br />to interpret the whispers of the Eternal Flame,<br />though that gift is rare and unreliable.<br /><br /><h3>Tribe Hierarchy</h3><br />The Nahils follow one leader, the Varaka.<br />The New Varaka is appointed by the previous .Varaka<br />and is usually a blood descendant, though<br />that is not necessary. The Varaka is the best Warrior<br />and strategist amoung the Nahil Tribe. All males<br />are trained for war, as are the females, though their<br />first and foremost duty is to protect the foals.<br />The elders are a council that consists of Nahils that have<br />survived over at least one millenium and are in charge<br />of teaching the younger nahil.<br />Nahil who are no longer part of the Tibe Proper often<br />wander to far off territories and join the tribes<br />of other species, though they are never truly accepted.<br />Nahils are in need of companionship and do not do well<br />on their own. Their bodies are forced to quickly adapt to<br />the new area, setting a completely new<br />body temperature and learning to accept a new energy<br />source. During this transition, the Nahil is at<br />its weakest.<br /></blockquote><br /><br /><h3>Stallions:</h3><br />Skamlösa<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red"/><span class="shadow-holder"><span class="mild shadow" ><a class="thumb" href="http://KwehCat.deviantart.com/art/Skamlosa-Reference-211919317" 
                        title="Skamlosa Reference by *KwehCat, Jun 5, 2011 in Resources & Stock Images > Line-art & Character Sheets" super_img="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2011/156/1/e/skamlosa_reference_by_kwehcat-d3i65zp.png" super_fullimg="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/156/1/e/skamlosa_reference_by_kwehcat-d3i65zp.png" super_fullw="1600" super_fullh="642" super_w="1412" super_h="566"><i></i><img width="150" height="60" src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/156/1/e/skamlosa_reference_by_kwehcat-d3i65zp.png" data-src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/156/1/e/skamlosa_reference_by_kwehcat-d3i65zp.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br />Vändret<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red"/> Seen above on breed sheet.<br /><h3>Mares:</h3><br />Sorginta<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletorange.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletorange:" title="Bullet; Orange"/> Seen above on breed sheet.<br /><br /><h3>Other notes:</h3> There have been reports of Nahils seen outside of DIOKARANIE, thought to have been transported by spells or other magic.<br />This is a <b><u>CLOSED</u></b> breed. You may not make one without permission from me, *<a class="u" href="http://kwehcat.deviantart.com/">KwehCat</a>, and only trusted friends may ask to create one. I've put a lot of time and effort into this breed- there is a whole world created around them- and I do not want people messing them up like they have my Hallucinogens. <br />They will <b><u>NEVER</u></b> be part of a stables, captive breeding program, or whatever else along those lines you can think of. Do not even consider one ever wearing any tack.<br /><br />Also my entry for ~<a class="u" href="http://fizzing-dragon.deviantart.com/">fizzing-dragon</a>'s contest. Sorry it is so late! I really probably should have entered the Bärsalarkans or the Origins, but they aren't planned out to my complete happiness.<br /><br />The font I used has no punctuation &gt;.&lt; I didn't realize until just now... Will be fixed tomorrow. <br /><br />Special thanks to *<a class="u" href="http://silverwolverine.deviantart.com/">silverwolverine</a> for putting up with my cyber-yelling (I think we spoke for 3-4 hours in all caps) and proofing the first bit.<br /><br />Download for easier reading, though be warned: huge file size (nearly 9000 pixels long)<br /><br />Everything above belongs to *<a class="u" href="http://kwehcat.deviantart.com/">KwehCat</a> and is not to be used without written permission. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/161/7/f/the_nahil_horse_by_kwehcat-d3iljej.png" height="150" width="21"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/161/7/f/the_nahil_horse_by_kwehcat-d3iljej.png" height="900" width="129"/>            <media:content url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2011/161/7/f/the_nahil_horse_by_kwehcat-d3iljej.png" height="2364" width="338" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <h2>The Nahil Horse</h2><br /><sup><i>Nah-hill</i></sup><br /><h3><i>Nahil Leonardus</i></h3><br /><sup><i>Nah-hil Lay-oh-nahr-dus</i></sup><br /><blockquote><br /><h3>Origins</h3><br />The Nahilians exact origins are a mystery<br />with only legends and myths to go on.<br />It is said that the Nahils and the Bärsalarkans<br />are desended from the same entity, the Origin<br />Several other tribes across DIOKARANIE<br />have similar legends. It is thought that the<br />Nahil Tribe and their sister tribe,<br />the Bärsalarka, were once cofunctioning,<br />though in present times they are bitter enemies.<br />killing members of the other tribe on sight.<br /><br /><h3>Traits of the Nahil</h3><br /><b>Apperance</b><br />The Nahils have a very strong, muscular build<br />resembling that of a Warlander (Friesian/Andalusian<br />cross). Their hooves are cloven and often crack<br />with age due to the rough terrain of their natural<br />habitat. Their skin is often darkly coloured and <br />tough, with an almost scaled texture to it.<br />Their fur is soft and longer than that of a typical<br />horse. The fur has two seperate coats, like that of<br />a water-retrieval dog, for protection. Their markings<br />tend to resemble members of the Pantherinae<br />or Felinae family rather than the Equidae family, <br />though the feline markings sometimes follow<br />Equine patterns. Coats are always earth toned<br />and warm colors. Both male and female<br />Nahils have two horns originating from behind their<br />ears to curve around their face to point towards<br />their nose; however, males also have crooked<br />horns that grow along their necks. These horns<br />are allegedly made of adamantine Ore. They are<br />nearly impossible to break, the only known method<br />being a curse. Once cursed off, the horns never<br />grow back. Their eyes are always a solid color<br />with a ring of black that emits a soft<br />glow.<br /><br /><b>Personalities</b><br />the personality is highly dependant on the individual, <br />but for the most part Nahils are level-headed <br />and intelligent. This is almost a necessity as the tribe <br />must always be prepared to fight, <br />living so close to their enemy, the Bärsalarka..<br />The males have a special ability, called the Skiatha.<br />The Skiatha allows the Nahil to turn off their emotions<br />so All are able to defend their tribe without sparing <br />a thought. This can be troublesome when not fighting,<br /> as the Nahil will rely on cold reason In spite of <br />their constant warring, the Nahil are not bloodthirsty, <br />much preferring peace to fighting, with the rate exception<br />They are monogomous and couples have 2 or 3 foals.<br /><br /><b>Health</b><br />The Nahils are, for the most part, immortal.<br />They are able to heal most wounds with rapid speed, except<br />those inflicted by the claws of a Bärsalarka.<br />There is only one disease that a Nahil can catch, and that<br />is the Scientiamortis. Catching the Scientiamortis is almost<br />always a death sentence. The Scientiamortis gives the<br />Nahil an extremely high temperature, though<br />all other symptoms are unique, each case displying<br />different problems. Only 1 in 20 survive, and they are left<br />with a swirling scar around one eye for the rest of their<br />lives. Due to their long lives, sometimes the burden of<br />time proves too much and the Nahil and they will<br />either turn to the Skiatha or commits suicide.<br /><br /><h3>Habitat</h3><br />The.Nahils only live in the world of Diokarainie. They reside<br />in the Fire Plains, to the western side of the Chasm of<br />the Eternal Flame. Occasionally one will be banished from<br />the tribe and forced to relocate to the other areas or<br />will leave on their own and live the life of a nomad.<br />The Nahil are specially adapted to the harsh conditions.<br />Their body temperatures are naturally extremely high <br />so the extreme heat given off by the flames does not <br />effect them; the high temperatures seem like room-Temperature<br />to them. Their lungs are seemingly immune to smoke<br />damage, staying in pristine condition despite the harsh<br />smoke. As fire is the release of energy through heat,<br />the Nahils have learned to absorb the heat and process it<br />back into energy for nourishment. In addition, they<br />will sometimes eat ashes or chew on lava rocks<br />as a dietary supplement. They do not drink liquids.<br /><br /><h3>Communication</h3><br />Nahils have their own unique language that they use to<br />communicate with the tribe. They are quickly able to <br />pick up other species languages and know quite a bit of<br />the Bärsalarkan language. Some of the elders are able<br />to interpret the whispers of the Eternal Flame,<br />though that gift is rare and unreliable.<br /><br /><h3>Tribe Hierarchy</h3><br />The Nahils follow one leader, the Varaka.<br />The New Varaka is appointed by the previous .Varaka<br />and is usually a blood descendant, though<br />that is not necessary. The Varaka is the best Warrior<br />and strategist amoung the Nahil Tribe. All males<br />are trained for war, as are the females, though their<br />first and foremost duty is to protect the foals.<br />The elders are a council that consists of Nahils that have<br />survived over at least one millenium and are in charge<br />of teaching the younger nahil.<br />Nahil who are no longer part of the Tibe Proper often<br />wander to far off territories and join the tribes<br />of other species, though they are never truly accepted.<br />Nahils are in need of companionship and do not do well<br />on their own. Their bodies are forced to quickly adapt to<br />the new area, setting a completely new<br />body temperature and learning to accept a new energy<br />source. During this transition, the Nahil is at<br />its weakest.<br /></blockquote><br /><br /><h3>Stallions:</h3><br />Skamlösa<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red"/><span class="shadow-holder"><span class="mild shadow" ><a class="thumb" href="http://KwehCat.deviantart.com/art/Skamlosa-Reference-211919317" 
                        title="Skamlosa Reference by *KwehCat, Jun 5, 2011 in Resources & Stock Images > Line-art & Character Sheets" super_img="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2011/156/1/e/skamlosa_reference_by_kwehcat-d3i65zp.png" super_fullimg="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/156/1/e/skamlosa_reference_by_kwehcat-d3i65zp.png" super_fullw="1600" super_fullh="642" super_w="1412" super_h="566"><i></i><img width="150" height="60" src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/156/1/e/skamlosa_reference_by_kwehcat-d3i65zp.png" data-src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/156/1/e/skamlosa_reference_by_kwehcat-d3i65zp.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br />Vändret<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red"/> Seen above on breed sheet.<br /><h3>Mares:</h3><br />Sorginta<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletorange.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletorange:" title="Bullet; Orange"/> Seen above on breed sheet.<br /><br /><h3>Other notes:</h3> There have been reports of Nahils seen outside of DIOKARANIE, thought to have been transported by spells or other magic.<br />This is a <b><u>CLOSED</u></b> breed. You may not make one without permission from me, *<a class="u" href="http://kwehcat.deviantart.com/">KwehCat</a>, and only trusted friends may ask to create one. I've put a lot of time and effort into this breed- there is a whole world created around them- and I do not want people messing them up like they have my Hallucinogens. <br />They will <b><u>NEVER</u></b> be part of a stables, captive breeding program, or whatever else along those lines you can think of. Do not even consider one ever wearing any tack.<br /><br />Also my entry for ~<a class="u" href="http://fizzing-dragon.deviantart.com/">fizzing-dragon</a>'s contest. Sorry it is so late! I really probably should have entered the Bärsalarkans or the Origins, but they aren't planned out to my complete happiness.<br /><br />The font I used has no punctuation &gt;.&lt; I didn't realize until just now... Will be fixed tomorrow. <br /><br />Special thanks to *<a class="u" href="http://silverwolverine.deviantart.com/">silverwolverine</a> for putting up with my cyber-yelling (I think we spoke for 3-4 hours in all caps) and proofing the first bit.<br /><br />Download for easier reading, though be warned: huge file size (nearly 9000 pixels long)<br /><br />Everything above belongs to *<a class="u" href="http://kwehcat.deviantart.com/">KwehCat</a> and is not to be used without written permission.<br /><div><img src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/161/7/f/the_nahil_horse_by_kwehcat-d3iljej.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Kaygo's Horse Ref</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Jun 2011 20:11:50 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Kaygo's Horse Ref</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://bek-piratehorse.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 *Bek-piratehorse</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Kaygo is a cursed human pirate, this his horse form, his human form has not yet been designed <br /><br />Both linearts can be found here <a href="http://fav.me/d29lqo9">[link]</a> by *<a class="u" href="http://escykane.deviantart.com">EscyKane</a><br /><br />NAME: Kaygo (Kay - go)<br />NICKNAMES: just Kaygo <br />PLACE OF BIRTH: California<br />NATIONALITY: North American<br />AGE: 34ish as a human<br />CURRENT RESIDENCE: Aboard the 'Raging Mare', mostly in the Mediterranean<br /><br />Info: Kaygo grew up on the docks of San Francisco. He spent most of his childhood thieving and causing mischief in the slum regions. At the age of 14, he was being chased by soldiers through the docks. He hid on a merchant ship throughout the night the vessel took off crossing over to Spain, he was caught as a store away and was going to be sold as a slave in Cuba, but pirates intercepted the ship. As he was found in the brig, he was taken for a criminal and given the option to join the crew. Since then he has been a pirate moving from ship and crew until he settled under Bk's father. It was around this point that he also met Meka, they soon married under the blessing of captain Kane. After Kane's death and the incident that lead to the curse, he became Kate's second in command and her right hand man.<br /><br />COAT/ SKIN: As a human, Kaygo is has dark skin. As a horse his coat is close to the colours of a dun, with a golden colour and dark markings. <br />HAIR: Kaygo's hair is red as a human, as a horse, his mane/tail are really long, wild and messy in thin strands. When he is really angry, his mane and tail become hot flames until he calms down. In both forms he has a short red beard<br />HOOVES: Whitish grey<br />TATTOOS: Kaygo has no tattoos<br /><br />Clothes: At the moment Kaygo's human design is unconfirmed as I have yet to decided on one I like. He will have red hair though <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br />WEOPENS: Kaygo carries a typical pirate cutlass as well has a knife and a pistol<br /><br />FAMILY: <br />Siblings: None<br />Parents: Unknown<br />Mate: Meka <a href="http://bek-piratehorse.deviantart.com/art/Meka-s-Horse-Ref-277298056">[link]</a><br />Children: Kayka<br /><br />PERSONALITY: Kaygo is quick to react in any situation and is usually a shoot first, ask questions later, on captains orders of course. When he gets irritated or angry though, he is like a loss cannon and goes in a total rage that is difficult for him to get out of, only his wife/mate Meka can properly calm him. <br />QUALTIES: Puts others needs before his own, which is odd due to his up bringing on the streets<br />DEFECTS: Gets really mad really quickly.<br />PHOBIAS: Like most sailors, he has a fear of drowning, but he is a perfectly good swimmer<br />BAD HABBITS: Likes to shoot seagulls for fun<br /><br />SOCIAL LIFE:<br />Social class: Pirate<br />Level of education: Only what the streets could offer<br />Language: English, Spanish<br />Political opinion: Hates politics, likes to shoot them straight up<br />Religion: None, although he believes in many different aspects of different religions<br /><br />Hates: Rich/Nobility, snobs, snitches, law and politics<br /><br />More of Kaygo:<br /><span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="182274845"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://solinabright.deviantart.com/art/Master-of-Flame-182274845" title="Master of Flame by ~SolinaBright, Oct 11, 2010 in Digital Art &gt; Drawings &gt; Fantasy" super_img="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/283/4/6/master_of_flame_by_solinabright-d30is65.jpg" super_w="900" super_h="627" super_transparent="false"><i></i><img width="150" height="105" src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2010/283/4/6/master_of_flame_by_solinabright-d30is65.jpg" data-src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2010/283/4/6/master_of_flame_by_solinabright-d30is65.jpg"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> <span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="338012638"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://bek-piratehorse.deviantart.com/art/Flame-Master-338012638" title="Flame Master by *Bek-piratehorse, Nov 16, 2012 in Digital Art &gt; Paintings &amp; Airbrushing &gt; Fantasy" super_img="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/321/4/c/flame_master_by_bek_piratehorse-d5l8s7y.jpg" super_w="900" super_h="589" super_transparent="false"><i></i><img width="150" height="98" src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/321/4/c/flame_master_by_bek_piratehorse-d5l8s7y.jpg" data-src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/321/4/c/flame_master_by_bek_piratehorse-d5l8s7y.jpg"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> <span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="216122626"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://eldery.deviantart.com/art/Safety-216122626" title="Safety by ~eldery, Jul 2, 2011 in Digital Art &gt; Drawings &gt; Animals" super_img="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/182/8/1/safety_by_eldery-d3ko9aa.png" super_w="900" super_h="530" super_transparent="false"><i></i><img width="150" height="88" src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/182/8/1/safety_by_eldery-d3ko9aa.png" data-src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/182/8/1/safety_by_eldery-d3ko9aa.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/181/8/9/kaygo__s_horse_ref_by_bek_piratehorse-d3klw7m.jpg" height="85" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/181/8/9/kaygo__s_horse_ref_by_bek_piratehorse-d3klw7m.jpg" height="170" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/181/8/9/kaygo__s_horse_ref_by_bek_piratehorse-d3klw7m.jpg" height="510" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Kaygo is a cursed human pirate, this his horse form, his human form has not yet been designed <br /><br />Both linearts can be found here <a href="http://fav.me/d29lqo9">[link]</a> by *<a class="u" href="http://escykane.deviantart.com">EscyKane</a><br /><br />NAME: Kaygo (Kay - go)<br />NICKNAMES: just Kaygo <br />PLACE OF BIRTH: California<br />NATIONALITY: North American<br />AGE: 34ish as a human<br />CURRENT RESIDENCE: Aboard the 'Raging Mare', mostly in the Mediterranean<br /><br />Info: Kaygo grew up on the docks of San Francisco. He spent most of his childhood thieving and causing mischief in the slum regions. At the age of 14, he was being chased by soldiers through the docks. He hid on a merchant ship throughout the night the vessel took off crossing over to Spain, he was caught as a store away and was going to be sold as a slave in Cuba, but pirates intercepted the ship. As he was found in the brig, he was taken for a criminal and given the option to join the crew. Since then he has been a pirate moving from ship and crew until he settled under Bk's father. It was around this point that he also met Meka, they soon married under the blessing of captain Kane. After Kane's death and the incident that lead to the curse, he became Kate's second in command and her right hand man.<br /><br />COAT/ SKIN: As a human, Kaygo is has dark skin. As a horse his coat is close to the colours of a dun, with a golden colour and dark markings. <br />HAIR: Kaygo's hair is red as a human, as a horse, his mane/tail are really long, wild and messy in thin strands. When he is really angry, his mane and tail become hot flames until he calms down. In both forms he has a short red beard<br />HOOVES: Whitish grey<br />TATTOOS: Kaygo has no tattoos<br /><br />Clothes: At the moment Kaygo's human design is unconfirmed as I have yet to decided on one I like. He will have red hair though <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br />WEOPENS: Kaygo carries a typical pirate cutlass as well has a knife and a pistol<br /><br />FAMILY: <br />Siblings: None<br />Parents: Unknown<br />Mate: Meka <a href="http://bek-piratehorse.deviantart.com/art/Meka-s-Horse-Ref-277298056">[link]</a><br />Children: Kayka<br /><br />PERSONALITY: Kaygo is quick to react in any situation and is usually a shoot first, ask questions later, on captains orders of course. When he gets irritated or angry though, he is like a loss cannon and goes in a total rage that is difficult for him to get out of, only his wife/mate Meka can properly calm him. <br />QUALTIES: Puts others needs before his own, which is odd due to his up bringing on the streets<br />DEFECTS: Gets really mad really quickly.<br />PHOBIAS: Like most sailors, he has a fear of drowning, but he is a perfectly good swimmer<br />BAD HABBITS: Likes to shoot seagulls for fun<br /><br />SOCIAL LIFE:<br />Social class: Pirate<br />Level of education: Only what the streets could offer<br />Language: English, Spanish<br />Political opinion: Hates politics, likes to shoot them straight up<br />Religion: None, although he believes in many different aspects of different religions<br /><br />Hates: Rich/Nobility, snobs, snitches, law and politics<br /><br />More of Kaygo:<br /><span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="182274845"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://solinabright.deviantart.com/art/Master-of-Flame-182274845" title="Master of Flame by ~SolinaBright, Oct 11, 2010 in Digital Art &gt; Drawings &gt; Fantasy" super_img="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/283/4/6/master_of_flame_by_solinabright-d30is65.jpg" super_w="900" super_h="627" super_transparent="false"><i></i><img width="150" height="105" src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2010/283/4/6/master_of_flame_by_solinabright-d30is65.jpg" data-src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2010/283/4/6/master_of_flame_by_solinabright-d30is65.jpg"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> <span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="338012638"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://bek-piratehorse.deviantart.com/art/Flame-Master-338012638" title="Flame Master by *Bek-piratehorse, Nov 16, 2012 in Digital Art &gt; Paintings &amp; Airbrushing &gt; Fantasy" super_img="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/321/4/c/flame_master_by_bek_piratehorse-d5l8s7y.jpg" super_w="900" super_h="589" super_transparent="false"><i></i><img width="150" height="98" src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/321/4/c/flame_master_by_bek_piratehorse-d5l8s7y.jpg" data-src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2012/321/4/c/flame_master_by_bek_piratehorse-d5l8s7y.jpg"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span> <span class="shadow-holder" deviationid="216122626"><span class="shadow mild" ><a class="thumb" href="http://eldery.deviantart.com/art/Safety-216122626" title="Safety by ~eldery, Jul 2, 2011 in Digital Art &gt; Drawings &gt; Animals" super_img="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/182/8/1/safety_by_eldery-d3ko9aa.png" super_w="900" super_h="530" super_transparent="false"><i></i><img width="150" height="88" src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/182/8/1/safety_by_eldery-d3ko9aa.png" data-src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/182/8/1/safety_by_eldery-d3ko9aa.png"></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span><br /><div><img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/181/8/9/kaygo__s_horse_ref_by_bek_piratehorse-d3klw7m.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>join up</title>
                <link>http://graphicsgonegreat.deviantart.com/art/join-up-113804743</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Feb 2009 14:00:35 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">join up</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://graphicsgonegreat.deviantart.com">Copyright 2009-2013 ~graphicsgonegreat</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ i used one of the round pens at the stock show to perform an exercise called "join up" with my little filly. you can see she is in the middle with me, so it worked <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br />people had gathered around the sides of the round pen to watch me lol city people think this stuff is so amazing!<br /><br /><br />taken by my mom. my dad is the guy on the right in the background haha just as fyi ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs41/150/f/2009/053/6/7/join_up_by_graphicsgonegreat.jpg" height="109" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs41/300W/f/2009/053/6/7/join_up_by_graphicsgonegreat.jpg" height="218" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs41/f/2009/053/6/7/join_up_by_graphicsgonegreat.jpg" height="576" width="793" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ i used one of the round pens at the stock show to perform an exercise called "join up" with my little filly. you can see she is in the middle with me, so it worked <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br />people had gathered around the sides of the round pen to watch me lol city people think this stuff is so amazing!<br /><br /><br />taken by my mom. my dad is the guy on the right in the background haha just as fyi<br /><div><img src="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs41/300W/f/2009/053/6/7/join_up_by_graphicsgonegreat.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Surf's Up</title>
                <link>http://tattered-dreams.deviantart.com/art/Surf-s-Up-358943217</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2013 15:29:14 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Surf's Up</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Tattered-Dreams</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://tattered-dreams.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 *Tattered-Dreams</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <a target="_self" href="http://lakewoodfarmplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/a/lakewoodfarmplz.png?1" alt=":iconlakewoodfarmplz:" title="LakewoodFarmplz" /></a><br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://kaimanawa-challenge.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/a/kaimanawa-challenge.png?1" alt=":iconkaimanawa-challenge:" title="Kaimanawa-Challenge" /></a><br /><br /><b>Stable:</b> Lakewood Farm<br /><b>Horse Number:</b> 1<br /><b>Horse Name:</b> Kiwi<br /><b>Entry:</b> Optional<br /><br /><b>Storyline:</b><br />1. <a href="http://fav.me/d5fhbra">Mandatory: First Meeting</a><br />2. <a href="http://fav.me/d5fjh8z">Optional: The First Steps</a><br />3. <a href="http://fav.me/d5fo2jh">Optional: Interlude - Things for the Future</a><br />4. <a href="http://fav.me/d5g1lpc">Optional: Breakthrough</a><br />5. <a href="http://fav.me/d5ggi60">Optional: Building Trust</a><br />6. <a href="http://fav.me/d5iulgf">Mandatory: Mishap - Halter Training</a><br />7. <a href="http://fav.me/d5ktkzk">Optional: Progression</a><br />8. <a href="http://fav.me/d5m7lbv">Optional: Mishap - Early Saddle Sessions</a><br />9. <a href="http://fav.me/d5m3g74">Mandatory: Backing</a><br />10. <a href="http://fav.me/d5mji7c">Optional: Mounting Up</a><br />11. <a href="http://fav.me/d5mq7me">Mandatory: Flat Training</a><br />12. <a href="http://fav.me/d5xt0ux">Optional: Jump training</a><br />13. <a href="http://fav.me/d5pp47p">Optional: Christmas Hack</a><br />14. <a href="http://fav.me/d5ptgyw">Optional: Kaimanawa Hack</a><br />15. Optional: Beach/water riding: You are Here<br />16. <a href="http://fav.me/d5y1vro">Optional: The Future</a><br /><br /><hr/><br /><br />Its so long since you guys have had a Kiwi Update, and I'm sorry about that. Life's been a little nuts, and since she's officially trained/backed/ridden away, the little things she still has to get used to don't really take up their own stories. I've had to knock off a few things I wanted to do - like interval training - and I may not have time for some of the ones still left. I'll see if I can't find time for a few last minute pictures to fill the gaps before the first phase of the challenge closes.<br /><br />So, as a small catch up - Kiwi's been backed. She's also, at this point, had jump sessions and improved with her cross country and hacking out (enough that she was entered into a night time XC class, and went on the Lakewood Christmas Hack with a billion guest horses and riders). So she's fairly rounded off now, with a bit of a varied career ahead of her and already some experince under her hooves.<br /><br />But I love the sea, and the beach, so I like to think that the Lakewood crew are frequent visitors at the coast closest to the farm, and because of that, Getting Kiwi used to the surf is a bit of a must. But then, she was a wild pony, so she'll be well used to lakes and natural water, so this is more of a fun afternoon than it is a training session. Never mind that I still suck at water. I'll master it one day <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br />And I will just point out again, that just because you see/read something here, doesn't mean its always a brilliant idea, or the best way to do something, so do your research before taking your horse out to sea. Though the bit about horses swimming straight and not turning easy is true - its been known for horses to just swim out to sea and drown or be pulled under with the currents because they can't steer in water to get back to shore.<br /><br />I'm sorry for huge length, but I guess I've subconsciously wanted to write this for ages, so its a day at the beach for you <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br /><hr/><br /><br /><i>"This is going to be *great*!" Chess exclaimed, leaping out of the side of the horse box and clapping her hands.<br /><br />Becca leapt out after her, catching her friend around the neck and getting an impromtu piggy back as they staggered around to the back. Becca slid to the floor and Chess tied back her abundant hair in a knot. Twitch was pulling at the bolts of the ramp already.<br /><br />Not far off, just across the small gravel carpark, the battered pickup truck was parked, their old trailer still hitched. Austin was already Djali down the ramp, and Alec was working between the two vehicles, piling all their picnic food and extra supplies into the flat bed of the truck.<br /><br />The girls got moving on the lorry, finally getting the ramp down and beginning to lead out their crew.<br /><br />Selly, Tyke and Toeki were all aboard, since they were all good with the sea and each other. They were hoping it would be a fun afternoon at the beach, even if Kiwi was technically training.<br /><br />They made short work of brushing off the horses and distributing the tack so that everyone was kitted out. They were nearly ready to go when another car pulled into the lay-by. Austin's mum was sat at the wheel, her ash blonde hair tied back and she was wearing a thick woollen sweater. In the passenger seat was Candace Applin, pulling on her muckers, her pale blonde hair loose and in her face. In the back - separated by a wall of inflatable pool toys and more picnic baskets were Austin's two younger sisters, Lara and Sofie, who were nine and seven respectively.<br /><br />Becca waved and hurried over as the others began trading horses.<br /><br />"Hi!" she said cheerfully, pulling down the scarf she'd had over her nose and mouth. The air was still a bit chilly, but it was far warmer than it had been lately, and they were expecting more sun in the afternoon, so it wasn't a bad day for a beach ride. Plus, Chess' Grandmother was up at the farm to dote on Aphie and said she'd hold the fort if they wanted an afternoon off. "We're heading down now," she said. "You can walk with us, or hop in the pick up." The pick up had big enough wheels that it parked safely higher up on the beach where there was gravel mixed into the sand.<br /><br />Austin's mum cut the engine. "Sounds good; I think we'll hop in the truck. Come on, Girls!"<br /><br />They all disembarked, and while Lara and Sofie dutifully helped their mother move the supplies to the truck, Candace skirted them, jamming on her hat.<br /><br />"We've claimed this one!" Becca called over, before steering the younger girl away.<br /><br />They got her mounted up on Djali, who always looked slightly wilder at the seaside. Her mane was whipping crazily, her ears pricked and eyes bright, and she snorted loudly into the wind.<br /><br />Austin climbed up on Toeki, who was now dithering on the spot. Becca hopped into the front of the pick up, Chess climbed up on Tyke and Twitch settled into Selly's saddle. Alec was sat on board Kiwi looking relaxed, despite how she kept turning around, first to face the sea, then away, then back again.<br /><br />"Ready?!" Becca called.<br /><br />A cheer went up.<br /><br />"See you down there!" She started the engine. The two girls in the back grabbed onto the haybale seats and waved as Becca steered them out and down the rocky road to the shore. Austin led the horse parade away from the car park on the other side so they could use a bridle path down to the seafront.<br /><br />The horses always got there last. The pick up was parked on a rise well out of reach of the water where the sand was mixed with gravel, so it wouldn't sink. The tide was out and the sand was packed nicely, leaving plenty of space for some good gallops and fun later. The beach spread for miles, but their section was maybe two acres long, marked off at either end by algae covered breakers that speared out towards the horizon and sank beneath the waves.<br /><br />They kept together for a trot up and back once, just to give Kiwi some reassurance the first time. The others were all well used to days at the beach, other than Djali, but the last and first time she'd been, it hadn't bothered her in the slightest (though she did get scarily good when racing in the surf).<br /><br />Alec sat deep in Kiwi's saddle and kept her on the edge of the pack, so that should she freak out, there wasn't going to be trouble. She was a little skittish; her ears were all over the place like helicopter blades with each </i>Shhhhhhhhh Shhhhhhhhhh<i> of the sea and whistle of the wind, but she didn't seem fearful. They began to break up, then. Twitch cantered away on Selly, straight across the beach, lifting out of her saddle and hovering over his withers with her hair tossed back behind her. Chess gave chase, and the slightly heavier built Timekin reared up as he sailed after them, Chess leaning over his neck, too.<br /><br />Djali and Candace dropped behind, content to walk out to the surf. Alec watched them for a moment, smiling fondly as the younger girl let the reins go slack, even with Djali stood up to her knees in the foaming water, and pat the little Chincoteague mare on the neck. Djali looked right at home.<br /><br />Toeki remained alongside Kiwi for another run, and then, at Alec's nod, also drifted away to start on some circles and school movements. Even on a fun day, Austin made sure Toeki did some schooling on the dry sand first. Kiwi's stride turned choppy as she was abandoned. She was too distracted by everything around her, but then, Alec was, too. He could remember going on exactly one beach ride before, back when he was on Easter holiday from boarding school. He'd gone with a local stable, and it was a huge event for them. The problem was, it showed; everyone spent the day so wary of the waves that they were tense in their saddles, and the horses were clearly no more aclimatised, and they couldn't do a walk down the beach without someone freaking out.<br /><br />It was safe to say Alec had never been on a ride quite like this. The people were having fun, the horses were having fun and they had brought all kinds of things for games later on. Chess had been helping him with Kiwi around all kinds of water, and they'd ridden through streams and lakes around the farm, so Alec was sure the mare wasn't afraid. It was more like a little insecurity, coupled with too much to look at.<br /><br />Alec looked over at the pickup and after a second, steered Kiwi towards it.<br /><br />Candace, who had been cantering through the surf and was now splashed with the sea, overtook him and raced up. For a second, Kiwi tossed her head over the reins and skipped, wanting to follow on. Alec smiled but all too soon she'd lost interest and returned to marching sideways, closer to the vehicle.<br /><br />They stopped by it eventually. Austin's mum was standing on the flat bed, arranging their picnic. Becca was throwing all their inflatables over the side where Sofie was running around, laying weighted ropes over them so they wouldn't be blown away. Candace was giving Lara a leg up onto Djali, who, true to her reputation as a sweetheart, was standing stock still, gazing at the sea patiently.<br /><br />It didn't take long for the others to pile up around the truck, and Mrs. Fielding started handing out sandwiches, packets of crisps and chocolate bars. Tyke was in one mindset, and that was *forward* so Chess had to snatch a sandwich as he trotted past, yelled a thanks behind her, and then was eating it as she tried to rein him in one handed. Toeki was craning his neck, trying to steal Austin's bagel and Twitch alone had parked Selly closest while she munched on a pack of hula hoops, and occasionally held one out for the horse to woffle up.<br /><br />Chess finally sat down to actually eat while Becca mounted Tyke and turned him for the sea.<br /><br />"Don't head straight out!" Chess, Austin and Twitch all yelled after her, laughing.<br /><br />Alec sniggered, even as Candace leapt over the side of the truck, still holding Djali's reins while Lara sat in her saddle. "Horses can't turn easy in deep water," the younger blonde said. "Something about the way they hold their heads and paddle. But if you run straight out, some of them can't turn back to shore and end up just swimming themselves to exhaustion."<br /><br />"What happens to them?" Sofie asked in wonder, plucking a piece of cucumber from her sandwich and feeding it to Djali behind her mother's back.<br /><br />Chess shot Candace a quick, amused look. "They keep swimming, all the way to the next country and run up on their beach instead. That's how we're not the only country in the world who have horses."<br /><br />Sofie nodded seriously, accepting this as fact while Austin's mum hid a smirk behind her thermos.<br /><br />All too soon the lunch was being stashed away so they could snack on it later, and there had been another switch around with the horses. Alec remained on Kiwi but Chess was mounted on Selly and racing against Toeki, ridden by Twitch. Sofie was having a go on Djali while Lara led her and Candace was once more riding through the surf on Tyke.<br /><br />Becca was sat on the roof of the truck, holding binoculars and yelling out scores if someone caused a good splash or won a race. She shot him a look, as he brought Kiwi back down from a trot again and let her walk past the truck.<br /><br />"What's up, Alec?" she asked, kindly.<br /><br />Alec turned back to her with a sigh. Sometimes she and her two best friends acted so young and...well, insane, that it was easy to forget they were older than him by a couple of years. They often had really useful insights and Alec had to remind himself that asking for help wasn't failing.<br /><br />"She's really distracted," he said at last. "There's so much going on, and I'm distracted too. She's not afraid but she feels unpredictable and I'm not used to it."<br /><br />Becca watched him quietly, then tilted her head. "She's getting all this from you," she said finally. "She will have dealt with natural water in New Zealand, so there is no fear, but she needs you to help her like you always have. What do you want to do here today, Alec?"<br /><br />Alec shrugged, and looked out. Chess was laughing her head off, folded over on Selly's neck, far enough out that the water broke into white spray higher than his knees and hocks. She was watching Twitch, who had also stopped Toeki and was wading through the surf, her boots only just higher than the lapping water, apparently trying to pick something up as Toeki followed her in confusion.<br /><br />"I don't know," he said finally. "To have fun; to ride in the sea..."<br /><br />Becca smiled softly, proudly. "You can't flounder on her because you're not schooling towards something. There's no lesson plan here, but she needs you to give her something to focus on. Go stand in the sea. That's your new task; walk, trot, whatever - get her out there, stand in the sea, then canter back here for your next challenge."<br /><br />Alec smirked, seeing what she was doing. "Yes, Mom."<br /><br />She threw a carrot stick at his head as he trotted Kiwi away.<br /><br />They made it out there and back, though. With Alec given a drive, Kiwi put away many of her distractions and became all too willing to take up a new challenge. She skittered at the cold spray of the sea, but walked into it with high steps and loud snorts, watching the splashes she created with foal-like wonder. She raced away from it in glee, ears fixed firmly forwards. In no time, the others were yelling out more challenges than he could keep up with.<br /><br />"Touch the mile marker and gallop back!" Chess shouted out.<br /><br />"Find a seashell and draw a circle around it on horse back!" Austin joined in, handing him a long stick.<br /><br />The challenges began to taper away, and now the games were out. Everyone still swapping horses - now including Alec who found himself on Tyke while Chess adjusted Kiwi's stirrups to fit her smaller height - they started pulling out the inflatables. Tyke and Toeki had a miniature puissance over a cartoon whale and a crocodile with duct tape over an eye so it didn't pop. Then they switched again and had a relay race (Djali went twice with two different riders) as to who could take their blow up toy to the surf - they had to get wet - and back to the truck and hand it off the fastest. Djali was practically smaller than the orca whale, but her little legs could be seen flying over the sand beneath the whale's face anyway.<br /><br />Finally, the games finished up. They walked out the horses and finished off the remains of the picnic.<br /><br />Alec found himself back on Kiwi, who was blowing hard but looked happy and relaxed. It was a good workout for them, Alec realised. Lakewood didn't do beach rides to slack off with the horses, nor was it like a gymkhana, where ponies sometimes got run into the ground. They used it just as more training. They took the horses that needed it, either because they were good with the ocean, or because they weren't, and they gave them a good workout, both in the water, for their muscles, and on the sand for their bones, and used the games to lessen their fear of a variety of spooky looking objects. And the horses were kept so busy, any fear of the sea was shortlived.<br /><br />The tide was at last coming in. They had been out for hours. The sky was still light out here, with a vast spread of it all the way to the edge of the world, but the clouds had stretched out and were tinted with pink.<br /><br />"Tide's up!" Becca yelled out. Tyke started underneath her. Chess sat up on the roof. Lara and Sofie were both exhausted in the back of the truck. Austin and Twitch gathered their reins. Tyke, Selly and Toeki all seemed to know what was coming, and immediately began pawing at the sand.<br /><br />"Wave jumping time," Chess said, smirking at him. She climbed up, stood on the roof and pulled out the binoculars. "Okay, folks. Do your best, I'll see anybody wipe out from here!"<br /><br />Everyone galloped for the water. At this point, Alec knew better than to ask, so he gave Kiwi her head and let her follow.<br /><br />They were aimed straight out to sea, but they never went far enough that they lost their footing and couldn't turn. Alec watched the first round.<br /><br />Twitch, Austin, Candace and Becca spaced out down the coast and trotted in as the first wave rushed to the shore. The three old hand horses leapt at it like they'd been faced with a show jump. Djali stood back and let it rain down on her.<br /><br />"Four faults!" Chess yelled behind them. "Dice, that was dreadful. No, you know what? Five faults!"<br /><br />Candace waved a fist at her in light humour, but the incoming tide was already bringing a new wave. The three at the front all leapt again, still trotting strongly. There was a long, shallow run here, so they were safe. Selly swerved away from a wave that broke on a smaller one, and Twitch squealed in laughter as she caught the blast. She trotted back to shore, soaking wet and smiling, her grey eyes lighter than ever.<br /><br />"Come on," she said to him, as the others finished their rounds and headed back. Chess was yelling that Twitch had four faults. "Kiwi's a natural jumper, you might even win."<br /><br />Alec didn't take much talking into it. As they started round 2, he lined up with them. It turned out Twitch was right; Kiwi watched the wave come at her and seemed to clock it, before leaping instinctually. A cheer went up, and then a huge groan as Toeki got caught and Austin trotted him back, his cherry red coat now dark mahogany.<br /><br />Before long, Alec was laughing as they all walked back up the beach, all of them dripping wet and the horses stretching their necks. Kiwi looked exhausted, but he'd still had a hard time turning her from the water.<br /><br />Lara and Sofie had crashed and were asleep on haybales. All their things had been gathered up and Austin's mum was back in the truck. Chess waved at them and climbed in, steering the pick up back to the rocky slip road, while the five of them on horses turned for the bridlepath.<br /><br />Now soaking wet, the chill was really setting in, but by the time they corralled in the car park, a camp was set up.<br /><br />Mrs. Fielding was handing out thick blankets and hot water bottles and Chess was already wielding an armful of rugs and towels for the horses. The living compartment in the lorry became a temporary changing facility while everyone pulled off the worst of their wet clothes and tugged on Lakewood hoodies and sweat pants. Warm welly boots were passed around and the horses' rugs changed over again when the ones they had on were damp.<br /><br />The sky was falling dark by the time everyone was well on their way to being warm and dry again, and the horses were cool and dry enough to have their haynets. The carpark was empty but for them - in fact, it often was, since there were far better spots for tourists and dog walking further up the coast - so they pulled out deck chairs and huddled around a glowing space heater, laughing over the day, changing topics like the wind and making sure all the food really was gone.<br /><br />But eventually, Chess rang her Gran and said they'd be home soon. They stood and packed up again; loaded the horses and split themselves between the cars. Candace headed back with Austin and Becca in the pick up. Austin's mum was going to head straight home and Chess said she'd drive the lorry back, with Alec and Twitch.<br /><br />Alec was shattered as he climbed into the cab, but he was thrilled at how things had turned out. Chess fired up the engine and turned on the radio as Twitch climbed in last and pulled the door closed. They led the procession back onto the road and towards the farm.<br /><br />"So, what do you think?" Chess asked, keeping her eyes on the road as they hit the motorway.<br /><br />Alec smiled. "That I'm not going to be able to walk tomorrow," he said. "But its great. How often do you do that?"<br /><br />Chess shrugged. "More often in summer. If we don't have too many shows, and we get some great weather we try to go every couple of weeks. Its good for the horses, too. A few times we've camped out there. Oh, hey, grab the pillow behind you and put it against the window."<br /><br />"Wh-" Alec looked around.<br /><br />Twitch had fallen asleep, curled in her blanket next to him, her head resting on the doorframe. Alec felt his breath catch, and he didn't even look for the pillow. Gently, so he didn't wake her, he lifted her off the window and turned her into himself instead. She burrowed into his side and his warmth on instinct, resting her head on his shoulder instead.<br /><br />When Alec looked up, Chess was beaming out of the windshield.<br /><br />"What?" he asked, smirking. "Pillow's slip."<br /><br />Chess nodded seriously. "Oh, yes. They do. Can't be trusted at all." It was silent for a moment. And then- "You are so never living this down."<br /><br />Alec turned up the radio.</i><br /><br /><hr/><br /><br />Yep, let's not look at the utter failure of this. I did it pretty fast and spastically so its a bit all over the place. 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            <description><![CDATA[ <a target="_self" href="http://lakewoodfarmplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/a/lakewoodfarmplz.png?1" alt=":iconlakewoodfarmplz:" title="LakewoodFarmplz" /></a><br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://kaimanawa-challenge.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/a/kaimanawa-challenge.png?1" alt=":iconkaimanawa-challenge:" title="Kaimanawa-Challenge" /></a><br /><br /><b>Stable:</b> Lakewood Farm<br /><b>Horse Number:</b> 1<br /><b>Horse Name:</b> Kiwi<br /><b>Entry:</b> Optional<br /><br /><b>Storyline:</b><br />1. <a href="http://fav.me/d5fhbra">Mandatory: First Meeting</a><br />2. <a href="http://fav.me/d5fjh8z">Optional: The First Steps</a><br />3. <a href="http://fav.me/d5fo2jh">Optional: Interlude - Things for the Future</a><br />4. <a href="http://fav.me/d5g1lpc">Optional: Breakthrough</a><br />5. <a href="http://fav.me/d5ggi60">Optional: Building Trust</a><br />6. <a href="http://fav.me/d5iulgf">Mandatory: Mishap - Halter Training</a><br />7. <a href="http://fav.me/d5ktkzk">Optional: Progression</a><br />8. <a href="http://fav.me/d5m7lbv">Optional: Mishap - Early Saddle Sessions</a><br />9. <a href="http://fav.me/d5m3g74">Mandatory: Backing</a><br />10. <a href="http://fav.me/d5mji7c">Optional: Mounting Up</a><br />11. <a href="http://fav.me/d5mq7me">Mandatory: Flat Training</a><br />12. <a href="http://fav.me/d5xt0ux">Optional: Jump training</a><br />13. <a href="http://fav.me/d5pp47p">Optional: Christmas Hack</a><br />14. <a href="http://fav.me/d5ptgyw">Optional: Kaimanawa Hack</a><br />15. Optional: Beach/water riding: You are Here<br />16. <a href="http://fav.me/d5y1vro">Optional: The Future</a><br /><br /><hr/><br /><br />Its so long since you guys have had a Kiwi Update, and I'm sorry about that. Life's been a little nuts, and since she's officially trained/backed/ridden away, the little things she still has to get used to don't really take up their own stories. I've had to knock off a few things I wanted to do - like interval training - and I may not have time for some of the ones still left. I'll see if I can't find time for a few last minute pictures to fill the gaps before the first phase of the challenge closes.<br /><br />So, as a small catch up - Kiwi's been backed. She's also, at this point, had jump sessions and improved with her cross country and hacking out (enough that she was entered into a night time XC class, and went on the Lakewood Christmas Hack with a billion guest horses and riders). So she's fairly rounded off now, with a bit of a varied career ahead of her and already some experince under her hooves.<br /><br />But I love the sea, and the beach, so I like to think that the Lakewood crew are frequent visitors at the coast closest to the farm, and because of that, Getting Kiwi used to the surf is a bit of a must. But then, she was a wild pony, so she'll be well used to lakes and natural water, so this is more of a fun afternoon than it is a training session. Never mind that I still suck at water. I'll master it one day <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br />And I will just point out again, that just because you see/read something here, doesn't mean its always a brilliant idea, or the best way to do something, so do your research before taking your horse out to sea. Though the bit about horses swimming straight and not turning easy is true - its been known for horses to just swim out to sea and drown or be pulled under with the currents because they can't steer in water to get back to shore.<br /><br />I'm sorry for huge length, but I guess I've subconsciously wanted to write this for ages, so its a day at the beach for you <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br /><hr/><br /><br /><i>"This is going to be *great*!" Chess exclaimed, leaping out of the side of the horse box and clapping her hands.<br /><br />Becca leapt out after her, catching her friend around the neck and getting an impromtu piggy back as they staggered around to the back. Becca slid to the floor and Chess tied back her abundant hair in a knot. Twitch was pulling at the bolts of the ramp already.<br /><br />Not far off, just across the small gravel carpark, the battered pickup truck was parked, their old trailer still hitched. Austin was already Djali down the ramp, and Alec was working between the two vehicles, piling all their picnic food and extra supplies into the flat bed of the truck.<br /><br />The girls got moving on the lorry, finally getting the ramp down and beginning to lead out their crew.<br /><br />Selly, Tyke and Toeki were all aboard, since they were all good with the sea and each other. They were hoping it would be a fun afternoon at the beach, even if Kiwi was technically training.<br /><br />They made short work of brushing off the horses and distributing the tack so that everyone was kitted out. They were nearly ready to go when another car pulled into the lay-by. Austin's mum was sat at the wheel, her ash blonde hair tied back and she was wearing a thick woollen sweater. In the passenger seat was Candace Applin, pulling on her muckers, her pale blonde hair loose and in her face. In the back - separated by a wall of inflatable pool toys and more picnic baskets were Austin's two younger sisters, Lara and Sofie, who were nine and seven respectively.<br /><br />Becca waved and hurried over as the others began trading horses.<br /><br />"Hi!" she said cheerfully, pulling down the scarf she'd had over her nose and mouth. The air was still a bit chilly, but it was far warmer than it had been lately, and they were expecting more sun in the afternoon, so it wasn't a bad day for a beach ride. Plus, Chess' Grandmother was up at the farm to dote on Aphie and said she'd hold the fort if they wanted an afternoon off. "We're heading down now," she said. "You can walk with us, or hop in the pick up." The pick up had big enough wheels that it parked safely higher up on the beach where there was gravel mixed into the sand.<br /><br />Austin's mum cut the engine. "Sounds good; I think we'll hop in the truck. Come on, Girls!"<br /><br />They all disembarked, and while Lara and Sofie dutifully helped their mother move the supplies to the truck, Candace skirted them, jamming on her hat.<br /><br />"We've claimed this one!" Becca called over, before steering the younger girl away.<br /><br />They got her mounted up on Djali, who always looked slightly wilder at the seaside. Her mane was whipping crazily, her ears pricked and eyes bright, and she snorted loudly into the wind.<br /><br />Austin climbed up on Toeki, who was now dithering on the spot. Becca hopped into the front of the pick up, Chess climbed up on Tyke and Twitch settled into Selly's saddle. Alec was sat on board Kiwi looking relaxed, despite how she kept turning around, first to face the sea, then away, then back again.<br /><br />"Ready?!" Becca called.<br /><br />A cheer went up.<br /><br />"See you down there!" She started the engine. The two girls in the back grabbed onto the haybale seats and waved as Becca steered them out and down the rocky road to the shore. Austin led the horse parade away from the car park on the other side so they could use a bridle path down to the seafront.<br /><br />The horses always got there last. The pick up was parked on a rise well out of reach of the water where the sand was mixed with gravel, so it wouldn't sink. The tide was out and the sand was packed nicely, leaving plenty of space for some good gallops and fun later. The beach spread for miles, but their section was maybe two acres long, marked off at either end by algae covered breakers that speared out towards the horizon and sank beneath the waves.<br /><br />They kept together for a trot up and back once, just to give Kiwi some reassurance the first time. The others were all well used to days at the beach, other than Djali, but the last and first time she'd been, it hadn't bothered her in the slightest (though she did get scarily good when racing in the surf).<br /><br />Alec sat deep in Kiwi's saddle and kept her on the edge of the pack, so that should she freak out, there wasn't going to be trouble. She was a little skittish; her ears were all over the place like helicopter blades with each </i>Shhhhhhhhh Shhhhhhhhhh<i> of the sea and whistle of the wind, but she didn't seem fearful. They began to break up, then. Twitch cantered away on Selly, straight across the beach, lifting out of her saddle and hovering over his withers with her hair tossed back behind her. Chess gave chase, and the slightly heavier built Timekin reared up as he sailed after them, Chess leaning over his neck, too.<br /><br />Djali and Candace dropped behind, content to walk out to the surf. Alec watched them for a moment, smiling fondly as the younger girl let the reins go slack, even with Djali stood up to her knees in the foaming water, and pat the little Chincoteague mare on the neck. Djali looked right at home.<br /><br />Toeki remained alongside Kiwi for another run, and then, at Alec's nod, also drifted away to start on some circles and school movements. Even on a fun day, Austin made sure Toeki did some schooling on the dry sand first. Kiwi's stride turned choppy as she was abandoned. She was too distracted by everything around her, but then, Alec was, too. He could remember going on exactly one beach ride before, back when he was on Easter holiday from boarding school. He'd gone with a local stable, and it was a huge event for them. The problem was, it showed; everyone spent the day so wary of the waves that they were tense in their saddles, and the horses were clearly no more aclimatised, and they couldn't do a walk down the beach without someone freaking out.<br /><br />It was safe to say Alec had never been on a ride quite like this. The people were having fun, the horses were having fun and they had brought all kinds of things for games later on. Chess had been helping him with Kiwi around all kinds of water, and they'd ridden through streams and lakes around the farm, so Alec was sure the mare wasn't afraid. It was more like a little insecurity, coupled with too much to look at.<br /><br />Alec looked over at the pickup and after a second, steered Kiwi towards it.<br /><br />Candace, who had been cantering through the surf and was now splashed with the sea, overtook him and raced up. For a second, Kiwi tossed her head over the reins and skipped, wanting to follow on. Alec smiled but all too soon she'd lost interest and returned to marching sideways, closer to the vehicle.<br /><br />They stopped by it eventually. Austin's mum was standing on the flat bed, arranging their picnic. Becca was throwing all their inflatables over the side where Sofie was running around, laying weighted ropes over them so they wouldn't be blown away. Candace was giving Lara a leg up onto Djali, who, true to her reputation as a sweetheart, was standing stock still, gazing at the sea patiently.<br /><br />It didn't take long for the others to pile up around the truck, and Mrs. Fielding started handing out sandwiches, packets of crisps and chocolate bars. Tyke was in one mindset, and that was *forward* so Chess had to snatch a sandwich as he trotted past, yelled a thanks behind her, and then was eating it as she tried to rein him in one handed. Toeki was craning his neck, trying to steal Austin's bagel and Twitch alone had parked Selly closest while she munched on a pack of hula hoops, and occasionally held one out for the horse to woffle up.<br /><br />Chess finally sat down to actually eat while Becca mounted Tyke and turned him for the sea.<br /><br />"Don't head straight out!" Chess, Austin and Twitch all yelled after her, laughing.<br /><br />Alec sniggered, even as Candace leapt over the side of the truck, still holding Djali's reins while Lara sat in her saddle. "Horses can't turn easy in deep water," the younger blonde said. "Something about the way they hold their heads and paddle. But if you run straight out, some of them can't turn back to shore and end up just swimming themselves to exhaustion."<br /><br />"What happens to them?" Sofie asked in wonder, plucking a piece of cucumber from her sandwich and feeding it to Djali behind her mother's back.<br /><br />Chess shot Candace a quick, amused look. "They keep swimming, all the way to the next country and run up on their beach instead. That's how we're not the only country in the world who have horses."<br /><br />Sofie nodded seriously, accepting this as fact while Austin's mum hid a smirk behind her thermos.<br /><br />All too soon the lunch was being stashed away so they could snack on it later, and there had been another switch around with the horses. Alec remained on Kiwi but Chess was mounted on Selly and racing against Toeki, ridden by Twitch. Sofie was having a go on Djali while Lara led her and Candace was once more riding through the surf on Tyke.<br /><br />Becca was sat on the roof of the truck, holding binoculars and yelling out scores if someone caused a good splash or won a race. She shot him a look, as he brought Kiwi back down from a trot again and let her walk past the truck.<br /><br />"What's up, Alec?" she asked, kindly.<br /><br />Alec turned back to her with a sigh. Sometimes she and her two best friends acted so young and...well, insane, that it was easy to forget they were older than him by a couple of years. They often had really useful insights and Alec had to remind himself that asking for help wasn't failing.<br /><br />"She's really distracted," he said at last. "There's so much going on, and I'm distracted too. She's not afraid but she feels unpredictable and I'm not used to it."<br /><br />Becca watched him quietly, then tilted her head. "She's getting all this from you," she said finally. "She will have dealt with natural water in New Zealand, so there is no fear, but she needs you to help her like you always have. What do you want to do here today, Alec?"<br /><br />Alec shrugged, and looked out. Chess was laughing her head off, folded over on Selly's neck, far enough out that the water broke into white spray higher than his knees and hocks. She was watching Twitch, who had also stopped Toeki and was wading through the surf, her boots only just higher than the lapping water, apparently trying to pick something up as Toeki followed her in confusion.<br /><br />"I don't know," he said finally. "To have fun; to ride in the sea..."<br /><br />Becca smiled softly, proudly. "You can't flounder on her because you're not schooling towards something. There's no lesson plan here, but she needs you to give her something to focus on. Go stand in the sea. That's your new task; walk, trot, whatever - get her out there, stand in the sea, then canter back here for your next challenge."<br /><br />Alec smirked, seeing what she was doing. "Yes, Mom."<br /><br />She threw a carrot stick at his head as he trotted Kiwi away.<br /><br />They made it out there and back, though. With Alec given a drive, Kiwi put away many of her distractions and became all too willing to take up a new challenge. She skittered at the cold spray of the sea, but walked into it with high steps and loud snorts, watching the splashes she created with foal-like wonder. She raced away from it in glee, ears fixed firmly forwards. In no time, the others were yelling out more challenges than he could keep up with.<br /><br />"Touch the mile marker and gallop back!" Chess shouted out.<br /><br />"Find a seashell and draw a circle around it on horse back!" Austin joined in, handing him a long stick.<br /><br />The challenges began to taper away, and now the games were out. Everyone still swapping horses - now including Alec who found himself on Tyke while Chess adjusted Kiwi's stirrups to fit her smaller height - they started pulling out the inflatables. Tyke and Toeki had a miniature puissance over a cartoon whale and a crocodile with duct tape over an eye so it didn't pop. Then they switched again and had a relay race (Djali went twice with two different riders) as to who could take their blow up toy to the surf - they had to get wet - and back to the truck and hand it off the fastest. Djali was practically smaller than the orca whale, but her little legs could be seen flying over the sand beneath the whale's face anyway.<br /><br />Finally, the games finished up. They walked out the horses and finished off the remains of the picnic.<br /><br />Alec found himself back on Kiwi, who was blowing hard but looked happy and relaxed. It was a good workout for them, Alec realised. Lakewood didn't do beach rides to slack off with the horses, nor was it like a gymkhana, where ponies sometimes got run into the ground. They used it just as more training. They took the horses that needed it, either because they were good with the ocean, or because they weren't, and they gave them a good workout, both in the water, for their muscles, and on the sand for their bones, and used the games to lessen their fear of a variety of spooky looking objects. And the horses were kept so busy, any fear of the sea was shortlived.<br /><br />The tide was at last coming in. They had been out for hours. The sky was still light out here, with a vast spread of it all the way to the edge of the world, but the clouds had stretched out and were tinted with pink.<br /><br />"Tide's up!" Becca yelled out. Tyke started underneath her. Chess sat up on the roof. Lara and Sofie were both exhausted in the back of the truck. Austin and Twitch gathered their reins. Tyke, Selly and Toeki all seemed to know what was coming, and immediately began pawing at the sand.<br /><br />"Wave jumping time," Chess said, smirking at him. She climbed up, stood on the roof and pulled out the binoculars. "Okay, folks. Do your best, I'll see anybody wipe out from here!"<br /><br />Everyone galloped for the water. At this point, Alec knew better than to ask, so he gave Kiwi her head and let her follow.<br /><br />They were aimed straight out to sea, but they never went far enough that they lost their footing and couldn't turn. Alec watched the first round.<br /><br />Twitch, Austin, Candace and Becca spaced out down the coast and trotted in as the first wave rushed to the shore. The three old hand horses leapt at it like they'd been faced with a show jump. Djali stood back and let it rain down on her.<br /><br />"Four faults!" Chess yelled behind them. "Dice, that was dreadful. No, you know what? Five faults!"<br /><br />Candace waved a fist at her in light humour, but the incoming tide was already bringing a new wave. The three at the front all leapt again, still trotting strongly. There was a long, shallow run here, so they were safe. Selly swerved away from a wave that broke on a smaller one, and Twitch squealed in laughter as she caught the blast. She trotted back to shore, soaking wet and smiling, her grey eyes lighter than ever.<br /><br />"Come on," she said to him, as the others finished their rounds and headed back. Chess was yelling that Twitch had four faults. "Kiwi's a natural jumper, you might even win."<br /><br />Alec didn't take much talking into it. As they started round 2, he lined up with them. It turned out Twitch was right; Kiwi watched the wave come at her and seemed to clock it, before leaping instinctually. A cheer went up, and then a huge groan as Toeki got caught and Austin trotted him back, his cherry red coat now dark mahogany.<br /><br />Before long, Alec was laughing as they all walked back up the beach, all of them dripping wet and the horses stretching their necks. Kiwi looked exhausted, but he'd still had a hard time turning her from the water.<br /><br />Lara and Sofie had crashed and were asleep on haybales. All their things had been gathered up and Austin's mum was back in the truck. Chess waved at them and climbed in, steering the pick up back to the rocky slip road, while the five of them on horses turned for the bridlepath.<br /><br />Now soaking wet, the chill was really setting in, but by the time they corralled in the car park, a camp was set up.<br /><br />Mrs. Fielding was handing out thick blankets and hot water bottles and Chess was already wielding an armful of rugs and towels for the horses. The living compartment in the lorry became a temporary changing facility while everyone pulled off the worst of their wet clothes and tugged on Lakewood hoodies and sweat pants. Warm welly boots were passed around and the horses' rugs changed over again when the ones they had on were damp.<br /><br />The sky was falling dark by the time everyone was well on their way to being warm and dry again, and the horses were cool and dry enough to have their haynets. The carpark was empty but for them - in fact, it often was, since there were far better spots for tourists and dog walking further up the coast - so they pulled out deck chairs and huddled around a glowing space heater, laughing over the day, changing topics like the wind and making sure all the food really was gone.<br /><br />But eventually, Chess rang her Gran and said they'd be home soon. They stood and packed up again; loaded the horses and split themselves between the cars. Candace headed back with Austin and Becca in the pick up. Austin's mum was going to head straight home and Chess said she'd drive the lorry back, with Alec and Twitch.<br /><br />Alec was shattered as he climbed into the cab, but he was thrilled at how things had turned out. Chess fired up the engine and turned on the radio as Twitch climbed in last and pulled the door closed. They led the procession back onto the road and towards the farm.<br /><br />"So, what do you think?" Chess asked, keeping her eyes on the road as they hit the motorway.<br /><br />Alec smiled. "That I'm not going to be able to walk tomorrow," he said. "But its great. How often do you do that?"<br /><br />Chess shrugged. "More often in summer. If we don't have too many shows, and we get some great weather we try to go every couple of weeks. Its good for the horses, too. A few times we've camped out there. Oh, hey, grab the pillow behind you and put it against the window."<br /><br />"Wh-" Alec looked around.<br /><br />Twitch had fallen asleep, curled in her blanket next to him, her head resting on the doorframe. Alec felt his breath catch, and he didn't even look for the pillow. Gently, so he didn't wake her, he lifted her off the window and turned her into himself instead. She burrowed into his side and his warmth on instinct, resting her head on his shoulder instead.<br /><br />When Alec looked up, Chess was beaming out of the windshield.<br /><br />"What?" he asked, smirking. "Pillow's slip."<br /><br />Chess nodded seriously. "Oh, yes. They do. Can't be trusted at all." It was silent for a moment. And then- "You are so never living this down."<br /><br />Alec turned up the radio.</i><br /><br /><hr/><br /><br />Yep, let's not look at the utter failure of this. I did it pretty fast and spastically so its a bit all over the place. That said, I had such fun with the bad splashes and I'm pretty happy with how Kiwi came out.<br /><br />A couple hours total for this.<br />No refs<br />Art and characters copyright to *<a class="u" href="http://tattered-dreams.deviantart.com">Tattered-Dreams</a><br />Character design copyright to *<a class="u" href="http://leavingneverland.deviantart.com">LeavingNeverland</a><br />Do not take, copy, edit, redistribute or manipulate.<br /><div><img src="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2013/070/f/a/muster_beach_ride_by_tattered_dreams-d5xpecx.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Liek omg orange horse</title>
                <link>http://scaramouche2802.deviantart.com/art/Liek-omg-orange-horse-203444910</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2011 10:36:51 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Liek omg orange horse</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://scaramouche2802.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~scaramouche2802</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ is like orange...<br /><br />Bid for Hip 3 of *<a class="u" href="http://decors.deviantart.com/">decors</a> auction: <a href="http://decors.deviantart.com/journal/38810616/">[link]</a> go bid on the pretties <br /><br /><i>Sarah yawned into her coffee as she watched the horses move wraith-like through the fog. Her eyes fixed on the red body of Signal Fire as he powered along the track like a train in preparation for the weekends San Vincete. He was beautiful to watch that much she couldnt deny. Sin and Phantom rounded the turn just as the red rival vanished into the fog. The black colts flowed like water over the track, each move seemingly effortless despite the power radiating off them. A grey replaced the blacks, then a bay. Shed always found it soothing watching the endless stream of thoroughbreds being put through their paces. It was safe. Something she could always fall back on. She breathed in, forcing the tears back as the air pressed in on her as if to remind her of her loss. <br /><br />A defiant squeal yanked her thoughts back to the present. <br /><br />Blue eyes narrowed in an attempt to pierce through the pale swirls of fog. A very, very orange horse finally appeared as a veil lifted, its creamy mane cascading down its neck as it thrashed one way then the next. Snorts caused little puffs of cloud to join the fog, one for each time a hoof hit the ground. Abroad the horses back the jockey kicked and whipped the horse in a futile attempt to get it moving forward. Sarah had to smile at the memories of another flaxen chestnut that came forward at the sight. <br /><br />The jockey suddenly dismounted and threw the reins at the mare, shouting at her in a strongly accented voice. Turning her nose towards the sky the mare blatantly ignored the ranting, her tail swishing angrily like a cats. <br /><br />And then she exploded. Dodging the riders attempt to grab her reins she started barrelling down the dirt. <br /><br />Oh my god, no way, Sarah muttered under her breath while staring at the stopwatch as Dean walked up leading Pippin. <br /><br />Glancing over her shoulder he asked, Sins time?<br /><br />That ones. She pointed at the chestnut mare now playing escape-the-catchers. <br /><br />*<br /><br />Like, oh my god, no way her name is Liekomgnowai? <br /><br />Mmmhmmm. <br /><br />Like oh my god, seriously? <br /><br />Uh huh. <br /><br />Like that makes me want her even more. <br /><br />Stop that.<br /><br />What? Sarah asked as she slid a blank cheque over, Im just saying how like oh my god amazing the filly is.<br /><br />I assume you want me to go get her. Dean forced himself to ignore the teenagerness in his fiancés voiceclearly put there to annoy him. <br /><br />Like totally. </i><br /><br />Info as it'd appear if I won the brat:<br /><br />Name: Liekomgnowai<br />Barn Name: Wai, The Brat, Hellhorse<br />Breed: Thoroughbred<br />Age: 3<br />Gender: Mare<br />Colour: flaxen chestnut splash<br />Markings: OF/OH stockings, NF/NH extended stockings, blaze<br />Genotype: ee AA nSpl<br />Height: 16.2hh<br />Temperament: A complete and utter brat, she never wants to do what you tell her, is always bordering on a tantrum and in general thinks very highly of herself<br />Discipline: dirt flat<br />Ideal Distance: 8+f <br />Running Position: unknown<br />Sire: Theatromania <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.babblingbrooksporthorses.com/stallions.cfm">[link]</a><br />Dam: Whatever (Go Corp) <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.pedigreequery.com/whatever2">[link]</a><br />Owner: Mirkwood Acres<br />Breeder: Decor Stud<br />Trainer: Christopher Reade<br />Jockey: Sam Hunter<br />Race Record: (3) 0-0-0-3 <br />Big race wins:<br />Earnings: $0<br /><br />ref from *<a class="u" href="http://runawayscars.deviantart.com/">RunawayScars</a> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2011/093/c/f/cfd05379caf8cff99cf9394b74442f28-d3d4j3i.jpg" height="150" width="117"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2011/093/c/f/cfd05379caf8cff99cf9394b74442f28-d3d4j3i.jpg" height="386" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/093/c/f/cfd05379caf8cff99cf9394b74442f28-d3d4j3i.jpg" height="771" width="600" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ is like orange...<br /><br />Bid for Hip 3 of *<a class="u" href="http://decors.deviantart.com/">decors</a> auction: <a href="http://decors.deviantart.com/journal/38810616/">[link]</a> go bid on the pretties <br /><br /><i>Sarah yawned into her coffee as she watched the horses move wraith-like through the fog. Her eyes fixed on the red body of Signal Fire as he powered along the track like a train in preparation for the weekends San Vincete. He was beautiful to watch that much she couldnt deny. Sin and Phantom rounded the turn just as the red rival vanished into the fog. The black colts flowed like water over the track, each move seemingly effortless despite the power radiating off them. A grey replaced the blacks, then a bay. Shed always found it soothing watching the endless stream of thoroughbreds being put through their paces. It was safe. Something she could always fall back on. She breathed in, forcing the tears back as the air pressed in on her as if to remind her of her loss. <br /><br />A defiant squeal yanked her thoughts back to the present. <br /><br />Blue eyes narrowed in an attempt to pierce through the pale swirls of fog. A very, very orange horse finally appeared as a veil lifted, its creamy mane cascading down its neck as it thrashed one way then the next. Snorts caused little puffs of cloud to join the fog, one for each time a hoof hit the ground. Abroad the horses back the jockey kicked and whipped the horse in a futile attempt to get it moving forward. Sarah had to smile at the memories of another flaxen chestnut that came forward at the sight. <br /><br />The jockey suddenly dismounted and threw the reins at the mare, shouting at her in a strongly accented voice. Turning her nose towards the sky the mare blatantly ignored the ranting, her tail swishing angrily like a cats. <br /><br />And then she exploded. Dodging the riders attempt to grab her reins she started barrelling down the dirt. <br /><br />Oh my god, no way, Sarah muttered under her breath while staring at the stopwatch as Dean walked up leading Pippin. <br /><br />Glancing over her shoulder he asked, Sins time?<br /><br />That ones. She pointed at the chestnut mare now playing escape-the-catchers. <br /><br />*<br /><br />Like, oh my god, no way her name is Liekomgnowai? <br /><br />Mmmhmmm. <br /><br />Like oh my god, seriously? <br /><br />Uh huh. <br /><br />Like that makes me want her even more. <br /><br />Stop that.<br /><br />What? Sarah asked as she slid a blank cheque over, Im just saying how like oh my god amazing the filly is.<br /><br />I assume you want me to go get her. Dean forced himself to ignore the teenagerness in his fiancés voiceclearly put there to annoy him. <br /><br />Like totally. </i><br /><br />Info as it'd appear if I won the brat:<br /><br />Name: Liekomgnowai<br />Barn Name: Wai, The Brat, Hellhorse<br />Breed: Thoroughbred<br />Age: 3<br />Gender: Mare<br />Colour: flaxen chestnut splash<br />Markings: OF/OH stockings, NF/NH extended stockings, blaze<br />Genotype: ee AA nSpl<br />Height: 16.2hh<br />Temperament: A complete and utter brat, she never wants to do what you tell her, is always bordering on a tantrum and in general thinks very highly of herself<br />Discipline: dirt flat<br />Ideal Distance: 8+f <br />Running Position: unknown<br />Sire: Theatromania <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.babblingbrooksporthorses.com/stallions.cfm">[link]</a><br />Dam: Whatever (Go Corp) <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.pedigreequery.com/whatever2">[link]</a><br />Owner: Mirkwood Acres<br />Breeder: Decor Stud<br />Trainer: Christopher Reade<br />Jockey: Sam Hunter<br />Race Record: (3) 0-0-0-3 <br />Big race wins:<br />Earnings: $0<br /><br />ref from *<a class="u" href="http://runawayscars.deviantart.com/">RunawayScars</a><br /><div><img src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2011/093/c/f/cfd05379caf8cff99cf9394b74442f28-d3d4j3i.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Devil Horse may Cry: 20</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 09:43:46 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Devil Horse may Cry: 20</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://snowfyre.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~Snowfyre</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <i><b>...Heroes of might and magic....</b> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/></i><br /><br />1.5th Battle for Scraparp<br />Devil Horse may Cry: Page 20<br />Previous page: <a href="http://snowfyre.deviantart.com/#/d2wz7r1">[link]</a><br />Next page: <a href="http://snowfyre.deviantart.com/art/Devil-Horse-may-Cry-21-178113869">[link]</a><br /><br />_____________________________________<br /><br /><b> Dragging on</b><br /><br />Yeah been kinda busy, so did this one quick.<br />I needz more time.<br /><br />Yep and the title is inspired from an old game......<br /><br />_____________________________________<br /><br /><b> Intelligence data</b><br /><br /><u>Cultist Sorcerers</u><br /><br />Individuals that can cast spells are considered rare, and the coalition does have and use spellcasters in the army. However, spellcasters are often feared by their own side due to the off chance of a miscast resulting in an explosion. <br /><br />Hence spellcasters are not well liked in some communities and regiments.<br /><br />many spellcasters do end up joining one of the cults, believing that the gods they worship enhance their powers. Some cults having more spellcasters than others, the most being in the sorcerous cult of Mana. The second being the tech cult of the Demon sun (largely due to the fact the demon sun is the biggest cult)<br /><br />These cultist spellcasters are sometimes seen on battle, though they are rather uncommon sight. Their power level ranges from a level 1 novice to level 10 master sorcerers... the vast majority of spellcasters in cults are level 1s. Coalition spellcasters are often trained and only pressed into battle on reaching level 2. <br /><br />That said, mis-casts and random freek accidents seem to be more common amongst cultist spellcasters, however many of them use more powerful but more dangerous versions of spells. <br /><br />Casting spells relies on verbal as well as actions. verbal commands tend to vary within the same spell.<br /><br /><br />_____________________________<br /><br /><b> Hello world! </b><br /><br />And you thought muscle-man was the last one <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br />think again. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2010/243/e/6/devil_horse_may_cry__20_by_snowfyre-d2xp7ot.jpg" height="150" width="79"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2010/243/e/6/devil_horse_may_cry__20_by_snowfyre-d2xp7ot.jpg" height="570" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2010/243/e/6/devil_horse_may_cry__20_by_snowfyre-d2xp7ot.jpg" height="1233" width="648" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <i><b>...Heroes of might and magic....</b> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/></i><br /><br />1.5th Battle for Scraparp<br />Devil Horse may Cry: Page 20<br />Previous page: <a href="http://snowfyre.deviantart.com/#/d2wz7r1">[link]</a><br />Next page: <a href="http://snowfyre.deviantart.com/art/Devil-Horse-may-Cry-21-178113869">[link]</a><br /><br />_____________________________________<br /><br /><b> Dragging on</b><br /><br />Yeah been kinda busy, so did this one quick.<br />I needz more time.<br /><br />Yep and the title is inspired from an old game......<br /><br />_____________________________________<br /><br /><b> Intelligence data</b><br /><br /><u>Cultist Sorcerers</u><br /><br />Individuals that can cast spells are considered rare, and the coalition does have and use spellcasters in the army. However, spellcasters are often feared by their own side due to the off chance of a miscast resulting in an explosion. <br /><br />Hence spellcasters are not well liked in some communities and regiments.<br /><br />many spellcasters do end up joining one of the cults, believing that the gods they worship enhance their powers. Some cults having more spellcasters than others, the most being in the sorcerous cult of Mana. The second being the tech cult of the Demon sun (largely due to the fact the demon sun is the biggest cult)<br /><br />These cultist spellcasters are sometimes seen on battle, though they are rather uncommon sight. Their power level ranges from a level 1 novice to level 10 master sorcerers... the vast majority of spellcasters in cults are level 1s. Coalition spellcasters are often trained and only pressed into battle on reaching level 2. <br /><br />That said, mis-casts and random freek accidents seem to be more common amongst cultist spellcasters, however many of them use more powerful but more dangerous versions of spells. <br /><br />Casting spells relies on verbal as well as actions. verbal commands tend to vary within the same spell.<br /><br /><br />_____________________________<br /><br /><b> Hello world! </b><br /><br />And you thought muscle-man was the last one <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br />think again.<br /><div><img src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2010/243/e/6/devil_horse_may_cry__20_by_snowfyre-d2xp7ot.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Wild Horse</title>
                <link>http://tumblepatchkits.deviantart.com/art/Wild-Horse-260387011</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2011 15:43:56 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Wild Horse</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://tumblepatchkits.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 *Tumblepatchkits</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <i>New to the country, and to Fms, Anya Wilde and her team were barely settling in when Kaitee told everyone about Bambourna Park's rescue program. Unable to resist, Anya and her head groom and behaviourist Jonah Jonsson agreed, and went along to the auction with Kaitee and Clive.<br />A long story cut short, the team brought home three - well, actually four horses from the program - and now, Anya &amp; Jonah were facing one of them, for the first time to begin rehabilitation. It was a tough one. The dun stallion, who they had named Time Warp, was an intense creature, with a beautiful colouring and markings, good conformation and deep, soulfull brown eyes that told quite some story. Not that they'd been too close to him yet. Time, an ex-rodeo horse, had major aggression issues, so bad that he had actually been lightly sedated for the journey to Fms to make everything less stressful. With their other aggression case, Kicker, clanging away in her separate (reinforced!) the guys travelled Time with Sweet Jersey, the scared but good natured pregnant mare. And now, Anya &amp; Jonah had (with a lot of difficulty) 'persuaded' Time into the indoor arena...and turned him loose!!!<br />With a wild scream the stallion surged away from them in a series of bucks and rears, before coming to an abrupt halt &amp; glaring back at them. But Anya gave him no time; she was right on his tail with her lunge whip, and with a "Gee-Yah!" she sent him galloping away again - the first stage of the first of no doubt many join-up sessions...</i><br /><br />Whew, first of 3 done! ^^ And I'm whacked! *has been playing Gears Of War 3 at the same time lol* This is our stunning new stallion Time Warp, rescued from here: <a href="http://bambourna-park.deviantart.com/blog/43685202/">[link]</a><br /><br />Background: <a href="http://raven-bone.deviantart.com/art/Indoor-Arena-211604027">[link]</a> ^^ ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/269/9/3/wild_horse_by_tumblepatchkits-d4b0zwj.jpg" height="130" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/269/9/3/wild_horse_by_tumblepatchkits-d4b0zwj.jpg" height="260" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/269/9/3/wild_horse_by_tumblepatchkits-d4b0zwj.jpg" height="780" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <i>New to the country, and to Fms, Anya Wilde and her team were barely settling in when Kaitee told everyone about Bambourna Park's rescue program. Unable to resist, Anya and her head groom and behaviourist Jonah Jonsson agreed, and went along to the auction with Kaitee and Clive.<br />A long story cut short, the team brought home three - well, actually four horses from the program - and now, Anya &amp; Jonah were facing one of them, for the first time to begin rehabilitation. It was a tough one. The dun stallion, who they had named Time Warp, was an intense creature, with a beautiful colouring and markings, good conformation and deep, soulfull brown eyes that told quite some story. Not that they'd been too close to him yet. Time, an ex-rodeo horse, had major aggression issues, so bad that he had actually been lightly sedated for the journey to Fms to make everything less stressful. With their other aggression case, Kicker, clanging away in her separate (reinforced!) the guys travelled Time with Sweet Jersey, the scared but good natured pregnant mare. And now, Anya &amp; Jonah had (with a lot of difficulty) 'persuaded' Time into the indoor arena...and turned him loose!!!<br />With a wild scream the stallion surged away from them in a series of bucks and rears, before coming to an abrupt halt &amp; glaring back at them. But Anya gave him no time; she was right on his tail with her lunge whip, and with a "Gee-Yah!" she sent him galloping away again - the first stage of the first of no doubt many join-up sessions...</i><br /><br />Whew, first of 3 done! ^^ And I'm whacked! *has been playing Gears Of War 3 at the same time lol* This is our stunning new stallion Time Warp, rescued from here: <a href="http://bambourna-park.deviantart.com/blog/43685202/">[link]</a><br /><br />Background: <a href="http://raven-bone.deviantart.com/art/Indoor-Arena-211604027">[link]</a> ^^<br /><div><img src="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/269/9/3/wild_horse_by_tumblepatchkits-d4b0zwj.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The Banana Girl</title>
                <link>http://inglorious-vikings.deviantart.com/art/The-Banana-Girl-203825257</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2011 08:46:31 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The Banana Girl</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">digitalart/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">inglorious-vikings</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://inglorious-vikings.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 *inglorious-vikings</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Heather wanted to get herself a 2nd western horse, just in case she might want to breed with Rite and because she thought it was better having two horses share the competitions she would enter.<br /><br />So, when she heard that DWSN was hoasting a Join-Up Challange, where everyone would be able to get themselves a mustang, Heather imidiatly was delighted by the idea of getting a mustang from Nevada, afterall she had lived in the USA for quite some time, as well as her parents still lived there.<br /><br />Sadly all spots were taken when she called, but lucky for her she soon got a call that one of the ridders dropped out and so she still would be able to participate. She was even more delighted when she heard that her horse would be a palomino mare, afterall Heather prefered mares over stallions and had a special liking for palominos and buckskins.<br /><br />With everything settled she so travelled to Nevada, where she soon went with the other riders to catch their assigned mustang. Her mare, Lucy, turned out to be a rather large, strong horse who wasn't all too happy about having been captured and at first reacted rather grumpy towards Heather's tries to comunicate with her.<br />Yet, when she was standing beside the paddack eating a banana, Heather discovered that Lucy seemed rather fond of the smell. So, Heather came up with a trick and ta-da the mare's grumpyness changed to friendship, for that nice human was sharing not just food, but babanaaas with her. Apparently her favourite food ever.<br /><br />The mare's trust one, Heather worked on getting her used to tack and saddle, first Lucy was pretty skeptic about that weird stuff again and where HEather wanted to put it, but thanks to even more bananas Lucy also soon befriened her gear, even letting Heather soon enough mount her for the first time without any big trouble. Well. She did expect a banana as a payment afterwards.<br /><br />Like that Heather soon could go on a nice hack with the other riders, where they could share their experiance about what they had learned and how they had grown with their new horses. <br />And finally, Heather decided to show Lucy's talent for cutting on the last day before they would go home, the large mare apparently the born cow hunter, which made Heather very glad, since her other mare, Rite, didn't show all too much liking for the matter of cutting. Now she had two girls for every discipline. And naturally she would from now on also buy lots of bananas more. <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblack.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblack:" title="Bullet; Black"/>Event: DWSN'S Join-Up Challenge <br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblack.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblack:" title="Bullet; Black"/>Horse's full name: Lucy<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblack.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblack:" title="Bullet; Black"/>Rider's/Handler's name: Heather Sykes<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblack.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblack:" title="Bullet; Black"/>Breed: Mustang<br /><br />---<br /><br />My entry for <a href="http://melonheadgirl.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/e/melonheadgirl.gif?4" alt=":iconmelonheadgirl:" title="MelonHeadGirl"/></a>'s Join-Up Challange - <a href="http://melonheadgirl.deviantart.com/art/DWSN-S-Join-Up-Challenge-199058836.">[link]</a> I love these kinda things. :3<br />I sadly kinda lack the time to draw the actually requited three pics, so I asked if it was okay if I'd draw one of my training-pics for the challange, because the lil' doodles take far less time and she said it was okay, so I could still participate. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/la.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":la:" title="La la la la"/> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2011/096/6/a/the_banana_girl_by_inglorious_vikings-d3dcokp.png" height="138" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2011/096/6/a/the_banana_girl_by_inglorious_vikings-d3dcokp.png" height="276" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/096/6/a/the_banana_girl_by_inglorious_vikings-d3dcokp.png" height="600" width="651" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Heather wanted to get herself a 2nd western horse, just in case she might want to breed with Rite and because she thought it was better having two horses share the competitions she would enter.<br /><br />So, when she heard that DWSN was hoasting a Join-Up Challange, where everyone would be able to get themselves a mustang, Heather imidiatly was delighted by the idea of getting a mustang from Nevada, afterall she had lived in the USA for quite some time, as well as her parents still lived there.<br /><br />Sadly all spots were taken when she called, but lucky for her she soon got a call that one of the ridders dropped out and so she still would be able to participate. She was even more delighted when she heard that her horse would be a palomino mare, afterall Heather prefered mares over stallions and had a special liking for palominos and buckskins.<br /><br />With everything settled she so travelled to Nevada, where she soon went with the other riders to catch their assigned mustang. Her mare, Lucy, turned out to be a rather large, strong horse who wasn't all too happy about having been captured and at first reacted rather grumpy towards Heather's tries to comunicate with her.<br />Yet, when she was standing beside the paddack eating a banana, Heather discovered that Lucy seemed rather fond of the smell. So, Heather came up with a trick and ta-da the mare's grumpyness changed to friendship, for that nice human was sharing not just food, but babanaaas with her. Apparently her favourite food ever.<br /><br />The mare's trust one, Heather worked on getting her used to tack and saddle, first Lucy was pretty skeptic about that weird stuff again and where HEather wanted to put it, but thanks to even more bananas Lucy also soon befriened her gear, even letting Heather soon enough mount her for the first time without any big trouble. Well. She did expect a banana as a payment afterwards.<br /><br />Like that Heather soon could go on a nice hack with the other riders, where they could share their experiance about what they had learned and how they had grown with their new horses. <br />And finally, Heather decided to show Lucy's talent for cutting on the last day before they would go home, the large mare apparently the born cow hunter, which made Heather very glad, since her other mare, Rite, didn't show all too much liking for the matter of cutting. Now she had two girls for every discipline. And naturally she would from now on also buy lots of bananas more. <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblack.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblack:" title="Bullet; Black"/>Event: DWSN'S Join-Up Challenge <br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblack.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblack:" title="Bullet; Black"/>Horse's full name: Lucy<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblack.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblack:" title="Bullet; Black"/>Rider's/Handler's name: Heather Sykes<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblack.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblack:" title="Bullet; Black"/>Breed: Mustang<br /><br />---<br /><br />My entry for <a href="http://melonheadgirl.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/e/melonheadgirl.gif?4" alt=":iconmelonheadgirl:" title="MelonHeadGirl"/></a>'s Join-Up Challange - <a href="http://melonheadgirl.deviantart.com/art/DWSN-S-Join-Up-Challenge-199058836.">[link]</a> I love these kinda things. :3<br />I sadly kinda lack the time to draw the actually requited three pics, so I asked if it was okay if I'd draw one of my training-pics for the challange, because the lil' doodles take far less time and she said it was okay, so I could still participate. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/la.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":la:" title="La la la la"/><br /><div><img src="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2011/096/6/a/the_banana_girl_by_inglorious_vikings-d3dcokp.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Join Outlaw Trail</title>
                <link>http://hillsveiwrider123.deviantart.com/art/Join-Outlaw-Trail-302201816</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2012 18:50:35 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Join Outlaw Trail</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Animals">traditional/drawings/animals</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">hillsveiwrider123</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://hillsveiwrider123.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 *hillsveiwrider123</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ there is this awesome thing called The Outlaw Trail going on right now! I thought that this idea was really cool when i saw it so i had to sign Nordic and Lumine up for it<br /><br />it would be cool if friends or watchers could join in on the fun with me and all the others doing this event <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br />you can find all the info at <a target="_self" href="http://harpg-outlaw-trail.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/a/harpg-outlaw-trail.jpg?2" alt=":iconharpg-outlaw-trail:" title="HARPG-Outlaw-Trail"/></a><br /><br />registration ends may 25 2012! ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/135/7/4/join_outlaw_trail_by_hillsveiwrider123-d4zx8ew.jpg" height="150" width="107"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2012/135/7/4/join_outlaw_trail_by_hillsveiwrider123-d4zx8ew.jpg" height="420" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2012/135/7/4/join_outlaw_trail_by_hillsveiwrider123-d4zx8ew.jpg" height="1058" width="755" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ there is this awesome thing called The Outlaw Trail going on right now! I thought that this idea was really cool when i saw it so i had to sign Nordic and Lumine up for it<br /><br />it would be cool if friends or watchers could join in on the fun with me and all the others doing this event <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br />you can find all the info at <a target="_self" href="http://harpg-outlaw-trail.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/a/harpg-outlaw-trail.jpg?2" alt=":iconharpg-outlaw-trail:" title="HARPG-Outlaw-Trail"/></a><br /><br />registration ends may 25 2012!<br /><div><img src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2012/135/7/4/join_outlaw_trail_by_hillsveiwrider123-d4zx8ew.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>CCW Ghost Horse</title>
                <link>http://blacky91.deviantart.com/art/CCW-Ghost-Horse-293192893</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2012 19:05:09 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">CCW Ghost Horse</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Fantasy">digitalart/paintings/fantasy</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">blacky91</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://blacky91.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 *blacky91</media:copyright>
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                <media:tags>@_Blacky91_</media:tags>
            </media:community>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ What is CCW? Well!<br /><a target="_self" href="http://cosmic-comic-world.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/o/cosmic-comic-world.png?3" alt=":iconcosmic-comic-world:" title="Cosmic-Comic-World" /></a> is a fantasy based RolePlaying group, full of mysteries and adventures. If you love fantasy, role playing and making your very own OC's, then this is the group for you. <br />Make your character today and join this wounderous group to become a part of the fantastic and magical land 'The Mystic Realm'.<br /><br />Description:<br /><br />Ghost Horses can only be found in the Spades Kingdom for unknown reasons, even horses that die in another kingdom, travel to spend the rest of their astral existence here. The best Scientists from the Clubs Kingdom have been baffled about the strange behavior of horse spirits for as long as they remember.<br />Ghost horses can be tamed, but only certain individuals, who have a strong attachment to spirits or death, are able to ride these creatures. They can only be seen occasionally as a flashing light or a blurred figure in the distance, as they casually roam the countryside.<br />Ghost Horses are immune to any physical damage and can only be harmed with dark or spiritual magic, but they are not good at defending themselves or others.<br /><br />~~~~<br />Watch all of my speeded up and tutorial videos on my Livestream! channel: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.livestream.com/blacky91atdeviantart">[link]</a><br /><br />Want a specific video and don't feel like waiting for auto-pilot to play it? No problem! All my videos are now on Youtube as well!<a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/user/TheOne0608?feature=mhee">[link]</a> Just follow the link and you will find all of my recent activity and of course my videos!<br /><br />Stay connected with me on Facebook here <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.facebook.com/pages/Blackhearts-Art/332432966799866">[link]</a> ! Like my page and be rewarded with artwork I never published on DeviantArt, random status updates, my latest videos, personal news and the occasional weird thing that goes through my head. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs71/150/f/2012/090/2/4/ccw_ghost_horse_by_blacky91-d4uk531.png" height="150" width="113"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2012/090/2/4/ccw_ghost_horse_by_blacky91-d4uk531.png" height="399" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/090/2/4/ccw_ghost_horse_by_blacky91-d4uk531.png" height="1031" width="775" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ What is CCW? Well!<br /><a target="_self" href="http://cosmic-comic-world.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/o/cosmic-comic-world.png?3" alt=":iconcosmic-comic-world:" title="Cosmic-Comic-World" /></a> is a fantasy based RolePlaying group, full of mysteries and adventures. If you love fantasy, role playing and making your very own OC's, then this is the group for you. <br />Make your character today and join this wounderous group to become a part of the fantastic and magical land 'The Mystic Realm'.<br /><br />Description:<br /><br />Ghost Horses can only be found in the Spades Kingdom for unknown reasons, even horses that die in another kingdom, travel to spend the rest of their astral existence here. The best Scientists from the Clubs Kingdom have been baffled about the strange behavior of horse spirits for as long as they remember.<br />Ghost horses can be tamed, but only certain individuals, who have a strong attachment to spirits or death, are able to ride these creatures. They can only be seen occasionally as a flashing light or a blurred figure in the distance, as they casually roam the countryside.<br />Ghost Horses are immune to any physical damage and can only be harmed with dark or spiritual magic, but they are not good at defending themselves or others.<br /><br />~~~~<br />Watch all of my speeded up and tutorial videos on my Livestream! channel: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.livestream.com/blacky91atdeviantart">[link]</a><br /><br />Want a specific video and don't feel like waiting for auto-pilot to play it? No problem! All my videos are now on Youtube as well!<a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/user/TheOne0608?feature=mhee">[link]</a> Just follow the link and you will find all of my recent activity and of course my videos!<br /><br />Stay connected with me on Facebook here <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.facebook.com/pages/Blackhearts-Art/332432966799866">[link]</a> ! Like my page and be rewarded with artwork I never published on DeviantArt, random status updates, my latest videos, personal news and the occasional weird thing that goes through my head.<br /><div><img src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2012/090/2/4/ccw_ghost_horse_by_blacky91-d4uk531.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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