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Username: LunaRei_SilverBlood
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Name: Cachi (Bringer of Peace)
Temper: Kind
Domain: Affection
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His story:

Cachi grew up in what he thought was a normal family. They all seemed like all the other Angeni families... He would stick close to the his parents as a foal, being on contact with them always made him feel happy. But as he got a little bit older they started to tell him it was no appropriate for him to be so affection with them.

The young foal started to search for something to make him happy like that again and started to show affection toward other horses. Once his parents found out what had been happening they punished him. They told him that what he was doing was wrong. Cachi didn't understand why... but he didn't like to be punished either so he started to force those feelings and desires down.

He had to become something he wasn't because it was expected of him. As an adult Cachi left the heavens for Earth and struggled meeting others because he never felt comfortable with himself. And if you aren't happy with yourself how can you expect anyone else to be happy with you? And it wasn't until someone showed him what that meant. He needed to be who he was, and Cachi didn't care who the recipient of his affection was so long as he was able to share it.

It was a long hard battle, Cachi felt alone and scared to be who he truely was until he realized that his parents were wrong. He wasn't hurting anyone, he wanted to share the love and happiness he felt with others and he did that by showing them affection. And so long as the other horse was okay with him showing them affection he would never hold back again! However he continued to have a very rocky relationship with his parents.

Username:Tiger_Kisa699
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Name: Orlida Rose
Temper: Proud
Domain:Music
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His story:
Orlida watched as those around him just naturally liked to dance and make music. How everyone could be sad or having a bad day and the brightly colored stallion could walk into the area and notice everyone seemed happier, musical and alive. Orli loved everyone and everyone loved him. He could never get enough of the music around him. Everything was music and he made music. The most wonderful of tunes came from him when he sang. He naturally woke the music and the passion for it from everyone around him. He was always noticing how good music changed everything.

He watched as music brought life, love and happiness into the world and he was happy. For music could change so many lives and could open so many thing! Music brought passion and light into any ones hearts when it gets introduced to them. Music. Love. Life. Dance. Thats what he lived by and loved to bring to everyone around him.

EDIT: The header editted the domain.
Username: nekolulu
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Name: Xander
Temper: comfitting
Domain:Cathartic Inspiration.
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His story: Xander helps others with lost, helplessness and confusion. He knows this first hand when he was a foal he met a two-legger named Tarja. Like Xander Tarja had great lost. First her mother then her father and brother. Xander had learned how hard it was. First Tarja would not talk to anybody. Xander refused to leave or go away he would stick his head into her hunt and stare her down. After weeks of sticking his head into her hunt he noticed that she would stare back at pet him. Sometimes she would talk and tell him what and how she was feeling. As he got bigger Tarja started to draw him. He noticed that when she would draw she would talk about her family. He noticed that he gave her comfort. He thought that as young stallion he found his way to help others.

Soon he met others and helped them though their lost. He proved to them over time that even tho bad things happened and many people, soquili or familiars may be lost there is still good in the world. Like once a village had a young child fell in a well. People in the village came to help and got the young child out they returned it to the people. And the people would party. Their is always hardships, lost, and pain but their is rainbows at the end. Happness and people two-leggers and soquilis that learned and never forgot.

Art, creative trat, hope, love all help Xander to help others with their greaf, lost and heartache. He loves his place in the world the fact that he can and will made difference, be there and listen. Give hope where there is not any to been seen. Fighting with ones that are coping from lost. He will always be there to listen and to help. Helping others is what he does

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Username: KandiCarnage
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Name:Tosi
Temper: Kind
Domain: Pain
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His story Tosi has always known he was different. Even when he was young he knew he wasn't what some would call normal. He liked other stallions, not mares. He knew that most of his family would not accept him, but still he smiled. He would never let anyone tell him he was evil just because he was different. Yet even though he knew that, it was still hard because he had always been told what was "normal" and that was what his family expected him to be.

So he tried, even though it disgusted him.

Many years he attempted to be what he was not. He did what was "expected" and eventually got so low and depressed that he didn't know who he was anymore.

He lost himself trying to be what others wanted.

Years passed and toshi just existed, not really here or there. Just floating in the darkness he somehow let himself get sucked into.

Eventually he made a couple of true friends and with their help realized that his happiness was more important than just being who others wanted him to be, after all, from the beginning he knew who he was meant to be. Even though at first he wouldn't admit it. Most did not approve. Of course it hurt him greatly when those whom he had thought he knew and thought cared about him turned their backs or scorned him for who he was. He did not believe he was evil or wrong or "going to burn" as a lot of them would say. But he would not submit, he would be happy in his own skin and fur regardless of what others thought.

That made his life better, so much better, he was truly happy. So he started helping others, those who have been told they were worthless, or felt lonely, or abandoned, he was their rock helping them through the toughest things in life and nothing made him happier. If he could brighten at least one persons day he would be overjoyed, because no one should ever feel alone, ashamed, unwanted, or afraid of being who they really are.

EDIT: The header got left out, it's the only thing that I changed was to add it.




Name: Esperanza para el Amor (Hope for love)
Temper: Optimistic
Domain: Hope of lost things (the hope that things lost (ie, humanity, love, self, etc) can be found again)
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His story:

Meaningful quote:

Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch, but one. An Inch, it is small and it is fragile, but it is the only thing the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must never let them take it from us. I hope that whoever you are, you escape this place. I hope that the world turns and that things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you. I love you. With all my heart, I love you. -Valerie, V for Vendetta

He had been born into a herd that loved him but they had never understood him. That’s what everyone wanted, right? Just to be loved, but it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t enough to be loved for who someone thought you to be, at least, it was not for him.

So when he had been old enough he left the place that his family said was his home--the place that he had long considered unfamiliar. The stallion he was there was only a dim echo of what he thought and felt. Those herd boundaries had crushed him until he thought he could not breathe. And then he left.

He had roamed the Kawani lands, just as lost as if he was in adrift in an ocean instead of admist others. It was when the fires came that he found himself. The fires had swept through and destroyed almost everything in it’s path. He’d stood there, crying for all the lives lost in that awful cataclyismic event that had burned for days. All the love lost.

As he stood there at the edge of the swamp with others who had sought refuge there, he felt someone brush against his shoulder softly. Her face was soot streaked like his and down her face was emblazoned paler streaks of tears. “Water?” she asked tilting her head to a bowl of water set out a few feet away.

He shook his head silently at her, not quite sure what to say.

“I keep thinking she’ll come back, that she’ll appear over the edge of that hill and walk back. She said she’d come back,” her voice is soft and raspy.

“I’m so sorry,” the words seem hollow to say but he said them because what else was there to say?

He noticed though as the fireflies began to glow in the falling twilight that no one was leaving. They were all standing there, strangers most of them, offering each other the comfort of another living being--letting themselves be a bright light in the dark.

And that was how he saw it the first time in his mind’s eye, each of them shining like a light to beacon their loved ones home. His herd was gone, he knew that--he’d walked through the ashes. But these others standing here beside him offering silent support, might never know. They might always be waiting, always standing right there letting the light of their love burn to guide their loved ones home until their light went out.

They would never stop waiting, never stop hoping no matter what terrible thing had happened. Because love did not die, it did not fade, it did not burn away--it could not be destroyed.

As the embers of the blaze glowed far in the distance, he knew he’d found his purpose in life. Lost things needed to be found, they needed to be guided back home and he could do that. He could help them.

These strangers were no longer strangers to him. He did not know their names, he did not know much, if anything about them, but he knew that he loved them for them. Here they were banded together keeping the darkness at bay. That one removing their blanket to drape over a stranger’s back for comfort. Another crying on to the neck of someone they normally would have feared. Bright lights of hope in a dark, dreary world. And he had to, he had to be one of those lights.