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I love Racing Stripes! It's one of my favs!

Bio:

Name: Stripes
Age: 2....I guess
Species: Zebra
Personality: Sweet, headstrong, gets depressed easily, thinks mosts things are a competition, loving
History: In the plot
Crush: Sandy
Mate: Sandy
Foals: 2
Picture:

Name: Dash
Age: 4 months
Gender: Colt
Personality: Veryt alkitive, loves to run and jmup.
Crush: None
Mate: None
Foals: He is one
History: In the plot
Pic: (hes white with black spots)
http://image6.equinenow.com/117803_1/wh ... _horse.jpg

May I be the female foal?

Name:Lilly
Age:3 months?
Gender:Mare
Personality:Lilly isn't like her mother and father,she's a bit head strong and won't let anyone mess with her or family.She cares for others but has trouble showing it in a kind way
Crush:none
Mate:none
Foals:none
History:In Plot
Pic: Looks Just like her father
http://media.photobucket.com/image/baby ... b.jpg?o=18

Please note: Junior Mint is a real pony, and he has a sweet connection with me. He IS the love of my life, even after the fateful day he was sold to a kind girl who loves him very much so please be patient with the history and what i say in the rp, I miss him and don't like to talk too much about what went on, so please forgive the sensitivity of my posts. If you get what I mean...



Name: Junior Mint
Age: Won't say
Gender: Male
Personality: Shy and a scardy cat, poor Minty is afraid of his own shadow, literally. He is sweet and caring, loving and kind.
Crush: His owner
Mate: His owner
Foals: None
History: Junior Mint will NOT say his past, but lives in a very old historic villiage, and works as a carage horse. He starts to feel empathy towards Stripes and helps him and his mate through the woods and tries to convince the heard leader, whom is is best friend, to let Stripes into the herd, because this little welsh ain't gonna let Stripes be rejected because of what he looks like.

Yea.. thats kinda disturbing.

Well, i mean he loves his, *sniffle* owner, but not like that. Sorry, i don't think you get it. *sniffle*

May I make the lead stallion?

Name: Minx
Age: 3 years old
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Very strict, and seems to like to eat alot. He's part arabian,a nd part mustang.
Crush: Lead Mare
Mate: Lead Mare
Foals: None
History: Unkwnon
Pic: http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g161/ ... brown3.jpg

I can! This post is honor of Junior Mint, whom I love so much. You are forever in my heart, Baby Boy! Love, Kay. I can also be a wolf if you need mor charries.


[Junior trotted up the street, proudly pulling his carrage behind him filled with people who paid the village for a Sunday ride. Poor Minty was exhausted from the pulling (his body was so tiny he had problems)but he kept his head held high, pushed his chest out, and picked it up to a fast trot. He looked over to his side and saw his best friend Minx trotting slowly along the fence. Junior whinnied in gretting and turned back to the road. He and Minx separated and Junior slowed down to a halt, letting the people off the wagon. "Good boy," his owner, Kay, praised, petting his head and offering him some water. When all the people were gone, Kay hopped onto the wagon and steered June-Bug home. She unharnessed him and turned him out into the pasture. The little welsh ate and drank the rest of the evening, until the sun went down. Being the clever little horse he was, he undid the latch for the gate and trotted you into the summer breeze. Moonlight spilled onto the ground through the trees, casting an eerie glow on the dry leaves. Minty Fresh looked over to his side and saw a black horse on the ground, his hoves trotting at the same pace he was. "AHHHH!!!!!!!" Poor Junior ran into the forest until Sasha the wolf stopped him. She was a black wolf who had a taste for blood. "Junior! Calm it down, boy! It's your shadow!" she giggled to the frightened mess of a horse. "Sorry, I forgot," he said sheepishly. "It's ok," Sasha said; she was used to Minty's frightened ways. She hopped onto his back as he walked through the forest silently. "Cold night, eh?" Sasha asked, breaking the silence. "Yeah," Minty replied, "but it feel good after a long day at work." "Kay worked ya hard?" "Yeah, but I enjoy working for her. I love her. You know, Sasha, sometimes I wish she was a horse so we could run and play in the fields togher, but when she takes me out into the apple fields where we run and chase groundhogs and jump over the fences from the old knocked down part of the village, I forget that. You know, sometimes she takes off my bridel and we eat apples and grass together. She even lets me drink lemonaid!!!" Junior said with enthusiam. "I'm sure,' Sasha said, her eyes bright and stomach empty. "I was sent out here to bring back food, not take a pony ride through the enchated forest!!! What am I doing with you?!" she teased. "IDK," Junior replied, using the initals Kay taught him using a magic device called a "Texting." (LOL, get it?!) CRACK! Junior stopped short and Sasha stopped looking at her nails and froze. "Get into the bushes," Junior whispered. Sasha dove into the shrubbs on the right side of the clearing. Junior pinned his ears back and showed the white in his eyes, trying to show the enemy he wasn't scared (he was bluffing, he is afriad of his own shadow). "D-Don't come any closer!" he stammered. A dark figure stepped int view, and Junior could see his white stripes against the dark night. A black silhouette of a mare and her black foals. Junior was shocked. A whole family! "Step into the light," commanded Junior Mint. The animals stepped into the clearing and were emersed in the pool of light that covees the ground. He gasped. "What is it?" Sasha asked from the bush. "Zebras!" Minty freaked quietly so onlt Sasha's ears could hear. Her ember eyes glowed in the moonlight but suddenly vanished from sight. Junior looked back at the herd. "It's not safe to be out here," he said quickly but loudly, his voice full of fear of the new outcomers. "Why?" Junior was startled; he didn't know who said it. "Because there are wolves in the forest, thats why!" cried Junior. He noticed Sasha in a croughed position, ready to attack the mare. "sasha! You bully!NO!" he cried, startling the hungry wolf. The black figure turned and ran. Without thinking, even though they were staring at him, Junior turned and ran, galloping through the forest in his little gallop (which I might add, id pretty fun, his tiny little legs make him bounce all over the place! It's so cute and fun!!!). He got back into his pen and closed the gate before running into the little shed her called a run-in barn. Sasha arrived a few minutes later and curled up next to Junior mint, who was also curled up (he's so cute when her does that, and when he sits and rolles over and scratches himself, thats even cuter!!! =3) in a corner. "Nighty night," sais Sasha softly. She watched Minty fall asleep before taking off into the forest herself. The next morning, Junior got up to a bucket of grain next to his face. He wasn't very hungry, just frightened from the night before. He stood up and shook the dirt from his pelt. Noticing Sasha was gone, he looked around for her, eventually finding her slinking to him at a fast hunting pace in the field. It was 6:00 and the morning fog still haden't lifted. the sun was barley up, but it still gave a faint grey glow to the cool morning. Sasha frowned. "Good morning, milady!" he greeted her brightly, though tirdness hung hin his voice. The fog swirled around them and Junior could bareley see the fence on the perimiter of the pasture. He looked back down to Sasha, who was staring at him with her amber eyes. She had a thick red gash over the left eye which was still wet but was drying in thick red clumps. Blood drops were dry on her cheek, which meant she had been scrached recently. "You stopped me from hunting and killing my prey, and my alpha got angry. He said that he wants a horse for dinner tonight or breakfast, so now I have to hunt with THIS!" she explained, pointing to her cut. Anger resided in every word. "Sorry," Junior said, his voice a little wavery. Shasha's face softened. "Your a sweet kid, you know that?" she said. "You look like Scar from the Lion King!" Junior laughed. She nipped playfully at his nose. "Have to go!" she called, running off. Junior watched her run off to his feft, but when he looked foward, a zebra stood at the fence! Junior slowly made his way to the fence. "Hi, I'm Junior," he said cautiously. The zebra opened his mouth to speak, but Junior interupted. "You look thin! You need to eat!" he said, being friendly. He ran over to the shed and grabbed the bucket and carefully brought it over to the hungry animal. "Here, eat up," he said, dropping the feed pail and sliding it under the fence.

Name: Sasha
Age: 2
Gender: Female
Personality: Sasha is a mean wolf who has a taste for blood. She is mean and almost heartless, except towards Junior and Darkmoon. She kills mercilessly and loves night and hunting. She is protective of her pack and Junior Mint
Crush: A wolf named Darkmoon
Mate: None, yet
Foals: Your kidding, right?
History: Born into a violent wolf pack, Sasha learned her death ways from her pack, espically her beloved alpha. She is taught to love herself and her pack, no one else! She grew up with blood and violence but she met Junior and all that changed. Her ways of killing and hatred stayed the same, but she made a bond with Junior that would keep them friends and soulmates forever. she is protective of the welsh as he is for her. She would even die for him.
Pic: All black