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 Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 12:47 am
And then I would . . . Your Name: Sesshiyasha Entry: 2 of 2 (Your sure ? Isn't a number?) Foal is: Female Prompt #: 1 Entry: Syeira was walking in the field that surrounded her father's heard. They had been here for about a week, and she was still awkward around the rest of the heard. Her siblings had opted to stay with their mother instead of venturing here with their father. She could now see why, she knew her mother and father weren't mated, but they acted like it enough. She sighed as she thought about returning to the herd. She glanced over her shoulder, she knew she was different, and apparently they knew she was different so why did they have to seem like she was so outrageously different and nothing like what they had been expecting. She figured part of it was because her father had left the herd and had found their mother. Had they known before he came back with her that he had foals with her mother? Had he been back since he left? She would have to ask her father about this at some point. She started off in the direction of the herd. She was doing her best to be approved and like by them, but she wouldn't bow down and say "I know I am different, but please, I'll try and change it!!" She had already accepted who she was and why she was different, and she liked who she was and where she had come from. She had gotten her mothers abilities, and she knew that she was viewed as more like her mother then her father. She laughed at the thought, she missed her mother but she liked spending time with her father, even if he decided to do things the hard way some if not most of the time. it always turned out to be a fun journey. So she just needed to figure out how to get his family to accept her for who she is and to gain their trust and respect. She continued to walk toward the herd as she came into view of them, she could see her father standing there talking with one of the others and she smiled. It was nice to visit extended family, but she could see why her parents had chosen to distance themselves a bit from their families. She never assumed they would take in a newcomer just as they would a foal of one who is already there in the herd, but she never thought they would make her feel like the complete outcast. She was working hard to make them see that she could and would be one of them, but she knew she had a long way to go. She didn't trust them much either, in her mind trust was something you earned by actions and they hadn't done much to show her that they had earned her trust. After all, if they wanted to earn her trust they would be doing more to prove it. She had ears and she could hear what they said when her back was turned. She knew that her parents were different then others and that her mothers side of the family was more then most, But that didn't mean you treated the foals of your herdmate as you would any normal outsider. When she got back to the herd she held her head high as she walked through them to get over to where her father was chatting with another. She didn't seem to notice the looks and the whispers that the others were doing, she didn't need to be concerned with them at the moment. She would make them see that she was just as good as any other Soquili and that she would be a good addition to the herd. She went over to her father and greeted him warmly. She also greeted who she could now tell was a stallion he had been chatting with. She hadn't meant to but into their conversation so she just went over and laid down to wait until her father was done talking. She looked around the herd, she would change whatever judgements they had made about her, if they were bad, or if they were good she would help to reinforce them into their minds. She thought about the questions she would need to ask her father, and the things she could do to further show this herd that she wasn't a threat, but an asset. She would never harm anyone, she couldn't bring herself to, but she knew that she would need to think of something to prove it to the herd.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 4:24 am
And then I would . . . Your Name: LunaRei_SilverBlood Entry: 4 or 4 Foal is: Female Prompt #: 6 Entry: Your grandmother has shown up and is telling you stories of the road and teaching you the ways of Roma. Does the traveling life call to you or would you rather settle down with a herd?It was a wonderful day! Granted, it was pouring out and cold and muddy... But she was tucked away inside a cave and there was to be a special visitor today: Gram-gram! Aviendha adored Ves'tacha and always looked forward to her visits. Ves'tacha had some of the best stories, as well as the best life style. Being apart of Roma was so fascinating to the young foal… As the rain poured down outside, the sounds of the drops splashing in puddles echoed through the cave. Aviendha tried to contain her excitement. Ves'tacha gave her a nudge; that’s when the foal finally heaved a sigh and slinked in beside her grandmother, ears twitching up to listen. As the story unfolded, Avienhda listened intently and as the images went through her mind, she pictured herself. Would her parents be okay if she was a Roma, too? It kind of ran in the family right? Although some other things did too… She never told her parents about the voices she sometimes heard, but she knew her uncle and grandfather had similar "issues." The foal also had some issues adjusting to the light, but it usually went away after a few moments. She would probably grow out of that. Or, at least, that’s what her parents would say, and they would look at each other with odd looks on their faces. When Gram-gram finished her story, the filly nuzzled into the older mare's legs and looked up with big eyes. “Gram-gram, I want to be just like you!” At some point, she would probably have liked to have a family of her own, but she was too young to be thinking about things like that; she was still a foal after all. But if her parents were able to do it, then she could too. “I want to see all the wonders of the world and, and see the places that you’ve been. It sounds exciting and I want to go out and run free.” She purred lightly and then glanced over at her parents. “Well… When I’m old enough of course.” The filly grinned.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 6:34 am
What's in a name? Your Name: Kamiki Entry: 1 of ? Male: Basket Name: Mircea Meaning: Romanian form of Slavic Mirče, meaning "peace." Temper: Curious Personality: Micea wants to know everything about everything. Part of his burning desire to know so much is in part due to his parent's wandering nature; he feels very unsettled if stuck in the same place for too long. Mircea feels there are always better opportunities out there; a perpetual state of "the grass is always greener" mentality. He's generally a friendly optimist - friendly and quick to try and make friends. He's a bit eager to please and, coupled with his helpful and friendly nature (and curiosity), can easily be roped into situations without completely thinking them through… he's a prime target for manipulation for Soquili whose intentions may be less than honorable. However, Mircea's twisted lineage takes the form of boughs of horrible depression. Occasionally, and seeming without cause, Mircea's happy and bright demeanor crumbles away and turns Mircea into a bitter, angry stallion. Not overtly dangerous, Mircea becomes a nightmare to be around. He's insulting, sarcastic, and mean. He also tends to become self-depreciating and will wallow in a deep pit of self-pity and sob uncontrollably for hours on end. Though no one knows the exact trigger for his drastic and sometimes frightening mood swings, it seems to come on most often when he's been in the same place for too long; as if his Roma blood stagnates within him. The depression will eventually go away on his own, often after he has angered those around him he cares about, and he moves on to a new location, even if it's just for a little while to 'cool off'. Female: Basket Name: Viollca Meaning: Variant spelling of Romani Violca, meaning "violet color" or "violet flower." Temper: Curious or Beloved (may depend on the appearance of the foal) Personality: See male entry, personality would be the same regardless of gender.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 11:46 am
I just want to say that if I win this little guy I look forward to being a member of the beloved family. I am not trying to butter anyone up but I am really excited to get a soquili and would love to get a basket. I know my chances are not high at getting one so that's alright. I have tons of ideas in my head for possible rps in the future that I am willing to share with the winner and anyone else if interested.Basket:  Contest Options:And then I would . . .You have learned that you were conceived after a trip through a twisted tunnel. You know your mother was also touched by that same magic. Are you interested in seeking out the tunnel? What will you do when you find it? Prompt 8:Your family has the crazy. Your great grandmother abandoned her baskets with a stranger. Your great grandfather likes to carve people up. Almost all of your relatives have knives as weapons. Your grandfather and uncle hear voices and one has a harsh sensitivity to light. Are you scared of any of these things happening to you? Or do you already hear voices or crave flesh and blood? And then I would . . . Your Name: The gothic beauty 2 Entry: 1 of 1 Foal is: Male Prompt #: I would like to use both Prompts 7 and 8 (Asked Syaoran-Puu if this was okay) Entry: Prompt 8 is going to go first....Takano had woken up from another fitful night of sleep. He had started having dreams of soliuqi that he had never met before. All were completely covered in blood with grave injuries and they terrified him. He wanted to tell his mother about his dreams but thought she would fear him and what they might mean... and the voices in his head didnt help. Takano had heard of his uncle and grandfather that both heard voices, but he didnt know much else. He might be able to talk to one of them... If he could find them. He needed to understand why he had these terrible nightmares and why he could hear voices. Some of the voices in his head told him to do terrible things while others seemed to try and help him make his life easier by picking certain actions. Later that same day Takano went up to his mother having built up the courage to speak to her. He asked about his birth and how he had been created only then learning of the twisted tunnels and how his mother also had been from there. He decided that he needed to find these tunnels and confront whatever he might find there. After a long trip to the tunnels he looked back only for a moment before he stepped forward and to whatever awaited him. For the first few days nothing seemed to happen but on the 5th night of staying in the tunnel he had a new dream. One that held peace, which surprised him. Takano moved about in a field that was covered in white flowers, but as he moved father into the field blood rained from the sky staining the pure flowers red. The young stallion started to run hoping to outpace the storm that was bathing him in the sticky warm liquid, staining his coat a dark red color. Eventually, his dream shifted and he found himself looking at two different paths. He knew then that he had to make a choice, a choice that would change his life forever... On the left the path was dark and covered in shadows though he could sense the faint smell of blood, and fear. On the right, the path was equaly dark, but the ground seemed to shimer and call to him. After hesitating for a moment he moved towards the path on the right a sense of calm coming over him as he walked he could see images before his eyes, though he couldnt make them out clearly... Takano woke with a start his coat covered in sweat as if he had been running for a long time. He shook out his mane and stood slowly waking up and looking around. He had found what he had come for. He knew now that he was special, The voices in his head had gone, well the darker ones had leaving him with the helpful guidance that he could use in life. ((I was thinking that he could then use these voices to give advice to others, and his visions to see what might come in the future. I hope that this entry is alright, I can always edit it if you would only like one prompt.))
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 12:51 pm
Creativity Unleashed Your Name: Entry: 8 Art type: Clay/paint Entry:(It's much cuter in person, I promise. Lol. Please excuse crappy picture quality. Only have my phone. D: )  Name TagWIPClose upClose up
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 10:52 pm
What's in a name? Your Name: AislingJuno Entry: #1 of #1 Male:Basket Name: Ravikanta Meaning: Beloved of the sun in Sanskrit Temper: illogical Personality: Ravikanta like his mother has prophetic visions of possible outcomes. His visions cause his eye color to change and the sight of blood will immediately throw Ravikanta into a vision state. He will often follow his relatives as they kill and will often kill other small things to throw himself into a vision state when he feels the need is strong enough. Others often are scared to receive advice from Ravikanta and avoid him. This has caused him to become more and more withdrawn and has caused part of his soul to travel in the twisted kingdom. In a sense his soul has two sides one the helpful clairvoyant and the other an animalistic side driven by base needs and physically stronger than his normal state. This change causes his eyes to stay ice blue and this side is not entirely good or evil but is a baser state. Female: Basket Name: Airi Meaning: Beloved jasmine in Japanese Temper: illogical Personality:Reality is a Wibbly- Wobbly, Timey-Wimey aspect to Airi. She only lives less than half the time in the present reality. Airi like her mother has physic visions but her visions are not set in stone but are possible outcomes. Sometimes she will advice other soq on small changes in their lives that could benefit them or prove disastrous to their lies..when she remembers. Airi is very prone to forgetting visions or being vague in general. She unlike her mother never has visions about disastrous happenings to those she cares about. It’s as if something in her subconscious knows that she couldn’t emotionally handle seeing a vision of a loved one dying or being fatally harmed. Often on her less lucid days she will mumble about other realities and things like ..video games and high rises. On her more lucid times she is playful spirit and has a bit of a trickster streak.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 11:03 pm
Creativity Unleashed Your Name: AislingJuno Entry: 2# of # 2 Art type: Baking Entry: Since it is the holidays and since these foals are from a twisted breeding I made a pumpkin pie from scratch it seemed to fit the theme not to mention one of the contest judges has pumpkin in their username. One thing to note it takes a horribly long time to do and the texture of the pie is different as is the taste. 123
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 11:53 pm
The future . . . Your Name: AislingJuno Entry:3 # of 3# Foal is: Male Plot Ideas: Blood is so sweet: Ravikanta feels a upcoming sense of disaster but has been unable to access his visions. While following his uncle he see’s Raphael kill a small creature and falls into a vision. To be rp if possible with uncles owners. Mixed emotions: To follow Blood is so sweet. Ravikanta was raised to some degree by both parents and has a strong respect of nature received from his father’s side. However he feels a strong desire to kill not only for the sake of receiving more visions but for desire for flesh. Traveling soul: Ravikanta feel the torn between the desires to stay will his family. After all most soq do not accept him for his changing eye colors and unwelcome visions. However as much as he loves his family he also feels the urge to escape and meet new and interesting sights. The other soul: A conflict arises with another soq that results in violence and Ravikanta animalistic side emerges. How does his deal with this other side and is he feral soul evil or just beastly. The scent: Ravikanta in his regular state will have a dream that soon he will be joined in matehood with a future mate. While traveling he picks up a elusive smell that wakes up he animalistic side who guards her from danger but is unable to successfully communicate with her. This part of him might either delight or scare his future mate. Depending on the mare she might fall for either side of his personality.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 12:36 am
Better than words Your Name: CheshireKttty Entry: 3 of 3 Art style: MLP style digital Painting Entry:  This is my first attempt at drawing MLP style and I'm pretty happy with the way it turned out. I decided to do Riri and as her updo wasn't coming out so well I kind of let her hair flow! Hope you like her! -also still really bad at hair- @_@
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 12:46 am
The future . . . Your Name: AislingJuno Entry:4 # of 4# Foal is: female Plot Ideas: Father’s little girl: Airi is often teased for her unusual behavior and childlike nativity. She often will go to her father for comfort since he has experienced a bit of the same thing. Unlike others her father will accept her and become her rock. Memory misadventures: Airi sets a trap to surprise the other local foals but forgets she set it. However the foals go missing for the night until she remembers and has to explain to the nearby soq about what really happened. Twisted sisters: Airi meets another female soq from a twisted breeding and feels a serenity that she has never before experienced. She lets her guard down and becomes fast friends with the other female. Adult rp. High respect: Airi values all life but has a strong desire for blood. However unlike other members of her family she fights the desire and never kills but she will have conflicting emotions when a family member in front of her. Rp will have to include a family member and she will have to deal with her desire to preserve life and fight against her addiction.
True love is but a fleeting dream : Airi will fall in love with a traveling stallion and make plans to meet up but in all Airi fashion forget the meeting and the stallion. Midnights last dance: Airi will meet with a strong aggressive angry stallion who she will feel a connection too and who will seem familiar. He will be the male she forgot and he will resent her abandonment which he will see as a betrayal.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 12:57 am
What's in a name? Your Name: ImAHarumiBunny Entry: 1 of 1 ((Might add prompt if I wake up in time)) Male: Basket Name: Kayden Meaning: Pure Warrior Temper: Respectful Personality: Kayden is smart, he doesn't like to be fooled or taken advantage of so he tries his best to keep his wits about him. He isn't really trained in the ways to be a fighter or a protector but if the need arose, he would certainly do his best. He knows what it is like to value someone so much that you would do anything to keep them safe; it is how he feels about his family. There isn't anything in the world that he would not do for his family or those he cares about. He can be pretty stubborn to, he believes in what he believes in and he won't back down if someone tries to convince him otherwise. He wants to be trained so that he can be able to protect those around him, he might even leave those around him to do it. The only thing that seems to be holding him back is the fact that things from his nightmares seem to haunt him during the day. It might just be his imagination but he believes he sees shadows move between the trees as he moves through the forests. He doesn't like to stay in one place for too long because he thinks that if he does, the stuff from his nightmares might do something. He knows he should be fearless and be courageous but he can't bring himself to face what might not be real. Female: Basket Name: Vanamarilla Meaning: Beautiful Pearl Temper: Tender Personality: Vana considers herself to be delicate and fragile like a flower even though she is far from such a fragile state. She isn't going to break if you say something mean to her or harm her, sure she will be hurt but it isn't going to break her spirit. She is a strong willed mare, she won't take no as an answer if it is for something she wants and desires with all of her heart. The only thing she really asks for is respect; of course she believes that goes hand in hand with honesty. She is very considerate when it comes to others and their feelings; she doesn't want to squash their hopes or dreams. There is even a pretty big protective nature inside her, she doesn't like for those she cares about to be picked on or anything and so she will stand up for them and fight if need be. Of course, her life isn't all sunshine and fairy tales though; she has a side that doesn't quite see the light. Vanamarilla can be a little obsessive about wanting to fit everyone's needs, about what could possibly be considered perfection for them. She doesn't want to be considered a failure in anyone's eyes. She works hard and does her best and then some to make sure things get done the right way. Because of her obsessive nature, sometimes people don't find her enjoyable and so she sometimes holds herself back from letting others know the real her. They have to prove to her that they are capable of knowing the personality behind the face. There is more than just the personality to the darkness with her, she doesn't see or speak to something that others can't see but something invades her mind. It messes with her mind set that is perfection, when she tries to speak to others or do something’s, the voice invades her mind. It isn't something supernatural; it is all in her mind, some sort of disease maybe. Nothing is really bothering her and going to do her harm but it drives her mad. The voice never fades when she wishes it to; it goes away only when it wants to.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 1:18 am
And then I would . . . Your Name: ImAHarumiBunny Entry: 2 of 2 Foal is: Female Prompt #: 3 Entry:Panic seized her heart as she found herself being woken up by her mother screaming, not only that but she heard her name and her other sibling's names as well. She knew instantly what it meant; she must have had the nightmare about the three of them. Her eyes found her mother's face, she was starting to wonder just what sort of dream she was having or had about them. Would their fate come true from the nightmare? Would they be protected somehow, they were only foals, wouldn't fate have mercy? She felt sorry for her mother and nuzzled her face gently because she was crying and shaking so hard. She had no idea if she had the same talent as her mother; she hadn't had any nightmares where anyone died yet. The only bad thing that happened to her was the voice that would come and go, it would whisper horrible thoughts to her as it is. "It will be okay momma." She whispered the words into the darkness as she got even closer to her body. Her mother answered her by snapping her off, but it didn't bother her. The hope that she was close to her, would bring her comfort and peace filled her mind. Seeing her mother suffer after the nightmares she had, it wasn't a pleasant sight to be seen. She could only hope that if she did have the dark talent her mother has, she would have someone compassionate that would be there for her once the nightmare was over. Her soft and peaceful thoughts were soon invaded by the dark voice, it intruded on her sleepy mind and she looked around even though she knew nothing would be around. It was trying to tell her to do violent things to her siblings while they were sleeping and even telling her to say mean and harsh things to her mother. She found herself shutting her eyes and wishing the voice would just leave her alone for once. All she wanted to do was to comfort her mother and fall asleep next to her, hoping it would make her sleep better. It wasn't going to happen though it seemed, the voice would only get louder and somewhat angrier with her. She didn't understand it, it almost seemed like it was displeased with her. How could something like that be displeased when it didn't even exist? The thought crossed her mind to ask her mother about it but when she glanced back at her again, she noticed she had fallen asleep. It somehow made her feel more at ease that her mother was able to go back to sleep, even if she couldn't for the time being. She found herself staring at her mother as she slept, she found herself wondering if her mother found out that she had the talent when she was little. Perhaps she discovered it when she was a little older and it terrified her, if that was the case then maybe it would happen to herself. This worried her; she didn't know how to deal with the voice, let alone how she would deal with the nightmares to. Would her mother help train her with how to deal with the nightmares? Maybe if she asked nicely, she could even get help with the voice bothering her to. The thoughts that she could get help with what seemed to be giving her issues made her a little relaxed. In no time at all, she found herself drifting off back to sleep.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 1:32 am
The future . . . Your Name: ImAHarumiBunny Entry: 3 of 3 Foal is: Female Plot Ideas: Beloved Talent - ((Vanamarilla does indeed get the dark talent but at a later time due to the fact that she got the "voice".)) The plot here is that she is lost with this, she is completely upset and just can't believe her luck! She goes to her mom for advice and finds out that it isn't all that dark, she could use it to perhaps save someone from their death. ((Of course this is a naive way of thinking, nothing is ever safe from death)) Naive Nelly - She realizes that she can't save people from their deaths and it hits her hard. She doesn't know why the dark talent is even a talent if you can't use it to save others. It is just a torment to see someone die and not be able to do anything. Walk like a gypsy - She is to be trained in the Roma ways, she gets obsessive about it and finds out that she enjoys it quite a lot. She loves the idea of the traveling and everything involved with it. Trouble in Paradise- With herself being a product of her parents taking a trip to the tunnel, she has decided to take a trip to it for herself. Things get complicated though when she meets someone that changes her point of view on love and relationships. ((It is a later RP, something that changes her mind from Fling to RP however the voice finally cracks her and she gives into the fling)) Why do you do this to me?! - Since she has gave into the voice, she acts on it by saying mean things to those she cares about. Not only that but she almost acts violently towards another. She realizes just how far she has fallen and tries to get back to herself. Someone save me - Perhaps she could use someone to bring her back to the light or maybe even balance out her darkness. It could be someone that could help her do some dark things but not to an extreme extent that she is ashamed of herself. Like Mother Like Daughter - She could try to learn the way of the beads as well, it can be discussed of course if she is successful or not. It could go that she fails and because of her obsessive nature, she goes crazy about trying to master it. Entry: ((I'm not sure what goes here?))
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 2:06 am
And then I would . . . Your Name: AislingJuno Entry: 5# of 5# Foal is: Female Prompt #: 1 Entry: Airi pranced excitedly behind her papa as he led all of his offspring to his birth herd. She wiggled her excitement as she placed hooves on the sand of the desert. “The ground feels strange,” she whispered to her sister/brother. “I knew we were coming but still I wasn’t expecting this strange environment." She said happily. “The desert isn’t strange but is often misunderstood. If you respect the land you will survive well. My birthherd has successfully been living in this terrain for generations.” Cooper cheerfully remarked to his foals. “Then why did dad leave,” Airi sister brother remarked. “Shhh.. Dad doesn’t like to talk about it much but I would chalk it down to his wanderlust and the fact that he was teased about his feminine appearance as a foal and never felt entirely comfortable. “Airi whispered into her sibling's ear. “Ok were here and I want you all on your best behavior. I want my family to see you as my precious little foals and not some wild feral animals that have me wrapped around their hoofs ,” Cooper said with real humor in his voice. “Somehow I know this isn’t going to go well,” Airi said miserably. When the family arrived in the midst of the desert herd it was as Airi expected. The herd was very warm to their father and friendly to the foals in his presence but when Copper wasn’t around the desert herd members would whisper about the family behind their back ,ignore the foals and advert their eyes from the young family members. Airi was used to seeing fear and distrust from other soqs after all her and her sibling were vastly different from the majority of soq but still it irked her that these herd members were ignoring her and her siblings when they shared the same blood . After the newest set of whispers she exploded in typical non relatable Airi fashion. “We are so not going to be BFF with your herd but my sisters/brothers and I are still family. We might look a little different but we all love our dad and would like to feel appreciated within his birthherd. After all I could tell you were I see the nearest water source or what predators or roaming on your territory and who is going to soon injure their leg. If you won’t appreciate us you wont benefit from our gifts. After all we know how special we are and we don’t need to feel humiliated because were different. “Airi shouted at the soq who had been making unkind remarks about her siblings. “Dad I want to leave now,” Airi sputtered as she ran up to her father. “Ok little one I can tell something is bothering you and I feel this visit didn’t go as well as expected. Let’s return to your momma and home. “ .Cooper remarked sadly he had hoped his birth herd good have excepted his foals. Well he could only hope there would be a time his little ones would be loved by both herds
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 5:42 am
Better than words Your Name: Kamiki Entry: 2 of ? Art style: sketch - a very bad one. I'm not at artist, but I started bringing sketch pad to work so I can try to improve a bit... Entry: 
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