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[HTU What If?] Gallop Safely

Up here, the wind had no mercy. No matter how big or small the hole was, the wind would find a way to get its claws into you. It howled, filling your ears with the kind of roar that only Mother Nature could let loose. It was so cold that exposed skin could go numb in seconds, and at the end of the day, when you were soaking your feet, it took ages for that dull, almost painful feeling to go away as your feet warmed back up. But there was something about this environment that was both inspiring and exhilarating. For Sera, it was a test she’d come to love. Every day a victory, every successful run, a job well done. But there was no glory here, just genuine, honest work. It was somehow the most glorious work you could do, that nobody ever sees. It filled every inch of you with aches. You risked your life. Nobody really knew if you’d won or lost; it was only yourself and the mountain. This kind of draft work was art without an audience. It had been nine and a half years, and

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Mower Show Lore: Magic Schools AKA Magools

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Seeds Deep in the Soil - Chapter 1

Carlos checked the thruster exhaust output for the fifth time following the flight plan laid out by the Mayward Spaceport. He was a guram, a newt-like creature from the planet Bulura. He was currently guiding his freighter to the colony world, Somos. He looked out of the cockpit windows at the descent into the blue and green ball shrouded with clouds. With his home world growing in population, the necessity for stable food was increasing, as was the need for his people to have self-sustaining colonies as the expansion of their species in this sector continued. There were many races that they engaged with capable of interstellar travel, and it was increasingly apparent that they would continue to compete for resources and influence. Thankfully, this planet was within their range to be recognised as guram jurisdiction on the exploratory frontier. With enough credibility of their claim that the galactic community would agree to their settlement of the world. The guram had built

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RR Spring Livestock Show

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Influx of Horses

After part of her ranch had went up in flames, Emerald set to rebuilding, as well as adding on across the road. The original grounds would now house the english side, or more so the Thoroughbreds and other breeds while the new grounds across the road came home to the western side of Diamond Dagger Ranch, the original plan for the ranch before Emerald had become over ran with Thoroughbreds at a stable closing sale. None the less the new grounds now consisted of a vet building, two barns, livestock barn with pasture, fowl barn with paddock, an indoor arena and a large pasture. With the finishing of the building in the new year, Emerald soon began adding horses to the barn, first a group of 13 horses were to be coming. The first to come were 5 island born horses, DDR Mountain Man - 3yo Appy Stallion, DDR Roaning A Mile - 3yo Mustang Mare, DDR Bayside Badass - weanling APH Colt, DDR Dreaming of Topaz - 15yo APH mare and DDR Splashin in Diamonds - 13yo APH mare. Then on a shipping barge

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CV - Re'venox - bullheaded

A bulky grey stallion stood quietly watching the herd he had decided to help. His tail flicked in annoyance watching the proper stallion prancing and cavorting about with his mares. Brolga would swear that Rev had no sense but he also couldn't argue that the golden one could fight when push came to shove. He snorted in annoyance before springing into a trot away from the herd. He had been on the move for some time before his ears flicked back as he caught the sound of following hoofbeats. He paused, head turning to look behind him as the little weanling colt stumbled into view. Tokala froze staring at the big grey before scrambling to hide in a bush. Brolga simply chuckled. “Oh the little one bored and come to play too eh?” The colt's head popped up and nodded. “I still don't like this place Brolga, I miss our old home!” The petulant whine high. The grey just nodded solemnly. “I do too kid, I do too.” He murmured before flicking his head “C'mon we'll do a bit of surveying and see what

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CV - Re'venox - Tumbling Lessons

Armand stood quietly among the herd, eyes down trying to avoid the gaze of the others. Everyone was on edge. They always were at night. They always looked at him funny too. Always the suspicious glance at his too bright blue eyes. How his white markings seemed to glow in the moonlight. Not long after he was weaned he had started rolling in dirt and mud more often to try and obscure the white, but it never truly worked. So the young colt simply tried to make himself smaller and not look at anyone. He didn't even know why they looked at him so weirdly. Always gave his mother a wide berth, well except for Caelia and Xylina, but even they gave him strange looks. There was at least one being that didn't mind the strange weanling at least and Armand found himself looking for the dark brindle colt instinctively. Lysander having seen Armand's head drop low had begun weaving his way through the herd quietly, trying not to draw attention to himself. The blue eyed weanling met his gaze as

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An A-moose-ing day

A graceful gold, black and white figure stood quietly, enjoying the feeling of the wind playing through his mane. Eventually there was a heavy exhale of relief as things really sank in. He was finally free without the excessive amount of stallions near his herd. He shot a brief side-eye at Brolja and Djali to check on them but it was needless caution. The pair of stallions were simply babysitting the foals of the herd. A frown tightened the jaw of the stallion known as Re’venox. The foals were growing older and yet…there were no others yet. He snorted loudly, shaking his head. Brolja paused for a moment, looking up at the other stallion at the snort before getting tackled by a particularly chunky colt. “Oi Sylthan ya gettin’ too big for that mate.” The colt in question, a bay dun roan with a star, merely scoffed and pranced away. “Or are YOU getting too old Brolga?!” He taunted, striking out with a forehoof and arching his neck like he’d seen the older stallions do when trying to ward

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[CV] Beowulf - Gust of Luck

The heavy winds blasted Beowulf’s herd with little mercy. It would dip in severity for a while, giving them a break, only to pick up again. The dry air twisted and tangled their manes and tails and irritated their eyes. Some of them attempted to hide under the shelter the pen provided, only to find that it didn’t do much. Others decided to bear it outside, figuring it didn’t matter where they stood. Foals stood in the shadows of the adults whose larger bodies protected them from the brunt of it. The humans were notably absent today. They came in for the morning and evening feedings, and put fly masks on the tame horses in the other pasture. A few of them came by the pen and peered at the mustangs, debating something the mustangs couldn’t understand, before returning to the safety of their home. Other than the wind, it was a rather uneventful day. The minutes seemed to drag on, with the mustangs not being able to do much but putter around and wait for something to happen. When night

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[CV] Beowulf - The Aftermath

Beowulf couldn’t run anymore. Odogaron, Helena, and Kali were gone, not even a speck seen in the distance. His heaving lungs ached as his hooves dragged his body back in the direction of the herd he had left. His head hung low in defeat and the cold air stung the open wounds that marred his varnish coat. Tears of frustration welled in his eyes. Kali and Helena were gone. Ripped away from the herd despite his desperate efforts to save them. Kali, the only full brumby in the herd. A kind-hearted and laid-back mare who acted as a calming presence and was willing to help anyone who asked it of her. Never did he think he would lose her like this. And Helena...his daughter. His first filly, who he and the rest of the herd had raised from birth. A polite, mild-mannered young mare. He knew that she was of age, and that she would not stay with him forever. But he wanted her to go on her own terms, not like this. Not ripped away from her herd against her will, left in the care of some

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[CV] Beowulf - A Little Longer

A silence stretched between Petunia and Sunfyre as they made the trek to Beowulf’s herd. They followed the hoofprints Petunia left in the snow in her original panicked gallop through the woods, neither certain of what to say to the other. Petunia wasn’t sure what Sunfyre felt, but judging by how he carried himself he almost seemed fine with not speaking. He walked steadily besides Petunia, his eyes busy scanning their surroundings with only the occasional glance in her direction. She wished she could be comfortable with the silence, but the urge to say something grew with each step they took. One question in particular rose in her mind: what was a stallion like himself doing all on his own? He was making no effort to make a move on her, which she found surprising when she was a mare apart from her herd. She was grateful that he was willing to escort her back, but it was unexpected nonetheless. Perhaps he was a bachelor, having been outed from his herd by his father? She wasn’t sure

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[HTU What If?] Gallop Safely

Up here, the wind had no mercy. No matter how big or small the hole was, the wind would find a way to get its claws into you. It howled, filling your ears with the kind of roar that only Mother Nature could let loose. It was so cold that exposed skin could go numb in seconds, and at the end of the day, when you were soaking your feet, it took ages for that dull, almost painful feeling to go away as your feet warmed back up. But there was something about this environment that was both inspiring and exhilarating. For Sera, it was a test she’d come to love. Every day a victory, every successful run, a job well done. But there was no glory here, just genuine, honest work. It was somehow the most glorious work you could do, that nobody ever sees. It filled every inch of you with aches. You risked your life. Nobody really knew if you’d won or lost; it was only yourself and the mountain. This kind of draft work was art without an audience. It had been nine and a half years, and

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Mower Show Lore: Magic Schools AKA Magools

Click here for the original YouTube video this is drawn from (The World of The Mower Show Part I) And here for all the Mower Show lore videos released so far Witches, wizards, and magicians are schooled around the Destonian (AKA Arvichian) empire and its former colonies (including Bestia) in establishments called magic schools, or "magools" for short. Children who pass the qualifying entrance exam at the age of 5 are packed up and shipped off to attend one of these institutions, where they eat, sleep, and learn until the age of 16. In addition to magic lessons, the magools provide a general non-magic education. Parents are desperate to send their children to these institutions as they represent the only education system of any sort in the Eastern world, with 5 year olds who fail to "make the cut" being effectively condemned to a life of manual labor and/or destitution. In addition to making the cut, the children must also pay an annual fee for attendance at all magools besides

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Seeds Deep in the Soil - Chapter 1

Carlos checked the thruster exhaust output for the fifth time following the flight plan laid out by the Mayward Spaceport. He was a guram, a newt-like creature from the planet Bulura. He was currently guiding his freighter to the colony world, Somos. He looked out of the cockpit windows at the descent into the blue and green ball shrouded with clouds. With his home world growing in population, the necessity for stable food was increasing, as was the need for his people to have self-sustaining colonies as the expansion of their species in this sector continued. There were many races that they engaged with capable of interstellar travel, and it was increasingly apparent that they would continue to compete for resources and influence. Thankfully, this planet was within their range to be recognised as guram jurisdiction on the exploratory frontier. With enough credibility of their claim that the galactic community would agree to their settlement of the world. The guram had built

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RR Spring Livestock Show

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Influx of Horses

After part of her ranch had went up in flames, Emerald set to rebuilding, as well as adding on across the road. The original grounds would now house the english side, or more so the Thoroughbreds and other breeds while the new grounds across the road came home to the western side of Diamond Dagger Ranch, the original plan for the ranch before Emerald had become over ran with Thoroughbreds at a stable closing sale. None the less the new grounds now consisted of a vet building, two barns, livestock barn with pasture, fowl barn with paddock, an indoor arena and a large pasture. With the finishing of the building in the new year, Emerald soon began adding horses to the barn, first a group of 13 horses were to be coming. The first to come were 5 island born horses, DDR Mountain Man - 3yo Appy Stallion, DDR Roaning A Mile - 3yo Mustang Mare, DDR Bayside Badass - weanling APH Colt, DDR Dreaming of Topaz - 15yo APH mare and DDR Splashin in Diamonds - 13yo APH mare. Then on a shipping barge

Kalovantha

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CV - Re'venox - bullheaded

A bulky grey stallion stood quietly watching the herd he had decided to help. His tail flicked in annoyance watching the proper stallion prancing and cavorting about with his mares. Brolga would swear that Rev had no sense but he also couldn't argue that the golden one could fight when push came to shove. He snorted in annoyance before springing into a trot away from the herd. He had been on the move for some time before his ears flicked back as he caught the sound of following hoofbeats. He paused, head turning to look behind him as the little weanling colt stumbled into view. Tokala froze staring at the big grey before scrambling to hide in a bush. Brolga simply chuckled. “Oh the little one bored and come to play too eh?” The colt's head popped up and nodded. “I still don't like this place Brolga, I miss our old home!” The petulant whine high. The grey just nodded solemnly. “I do too kid, I do too.” He murmured before flicking his head “C'mon we'll do a bit of surveying and see what

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CV - Re'venox - Tumbling Lessons

Armand stood quietly among the herd, eyes down trying to avoid the gaze of the others. Everyone was on edge. They always were at night. They always looked at him funny too. Always the suspicious glance at his too bright blue eyes. How his white markings seemed to glow in the moonlight. Not long after he was weaned he had started rolling in dirt and mud more often to try and obscure the white, but it never truly worked. So the young colt simply tried to make himself smaller and not look at anyone. He didn't even know why they looked at him so weirdly. Always gave his mother a wide berth, well except for Caelia and Xylina, but even they gave him strange looks. There was at least one being that didn't mind the strange weanling at least and Armand found himself looking for the dark brindle colt instinctively. Lysander having seen Armand's head drop low had begun weaving his way through the herd quietly, trying not to draw attention to himself. The blue eyed weanling met his gaze as

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An A-moose-ing day

A graceful gold, black and white figure stood quietly, enjoying the feeling of the wind playing through his mane. Eventually there was a heavy exhale of relief as things really sank in. He was finally free without the excessive amount of stallions near his herd. He shot a brief side-eye at Brolja and Djali to check on them but it was needless caution. The pair of stallions were simply babysitting the foals of the herd. A frown tightened the jaw of the stallion known as Re’venox. The foals were growing older and yet…there were no others yet. He snorted loudly, shaking his head. Brolja paused for a moment, looking up at the other stallion at the snort before getting tackled by a particularly chunky colt. “Oi Sylthan ya gettin’ too big for that mate.” The colt in question, a bay dun roan with a star, merely scoffed and pranced away. “Or are YOU getting too old Brolga?!” He taunted, striking out with a forehoof and arching his neck like he’d seen the older stallions do when trying to ward

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[CV] Beowulf - Gust of Luck

The heavy winds blasted Beowulf’s herd with little mercy. It would dip in severity for a while, giving them a break, only to pick up again. The dry air twisted and tangled their manes and tails and irritated their eyes. Some of them attempted to hide under the shelter the pen provided, only to find that it didn’t do much. Others decided to bear it outside, figuring it didn’t matter where they stood. Foals stood in the shadows of the adults whose larger bodies protected them from the brunt of it. The humans were notably absent today. They came in for the morning and evening feedings, and put fly masks on the tame horses in the other pasture. A few of them came by the pen and peered at the mustangs, debating something the mustangs couldn’t understand, before returning to the safety of their home. Other than the wind, it was a rather uneventful day. The minutes seemed to drag on, with the mustangs not being able to do much but putter around and wait for something to happen. When night

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[CV] Beowulf - The Aftermath

Beowulf couldn’t run anymore. Odogaron, Helena, and Kali were gone, not even a speck seen in the distance. His heaving lungs ached as his hooves dragged his body back in the direction of the herd he had left. His head hung low in defeat and the cold air stung the open wounds that marred his varnish coat. Tears of frustration welled in his eyes. Kali and Helena were gone. Ripped away from the herd despite his desperate efforts to save them. Kali, the only full brumby in the herd. A kind-hearted and laid-back mare who acted as a calming presence and was willing to help anyone who asked it of her. Never did he think he would lose her like this. And Helena...his daughter. His first filly, who he and the rest of the herd had raised from birth. A polite, mild-mannered young mare. He knew that she was of age, and that she would not stay with him forever. But he wanted her to go on her own terms, not like this. Not ripped away from her herd against her will, left in the care of some

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[CV] Beowulf - A Little Longer

A silence stretched between Petunia and Sunfyre as they made the trek to Beowulf’s herd. They followed the hoofprints Petunia left in the snow in her original panicked gallop through the woods, neither certain of what to say to the other. Petunia wasn’t sure what Sunfyre felt, but judging by how he carried himself he almost seemed fine with not speaking. He walked steadily besides Petunia, his eyes busy scanning their surroundings with only the occasional glance in her direction. She wished she could be comfortable with the silence, but the urge to say something grew with each step they took. One question in particular rose in her mind: what was a stallion like himself doing all on his own? He was making no effort to make a move on her, which she found surprising when she was a mare apart from her herd. She was grateful that he was willing to escort her back, but it was unexpected nonetheless. Perhaps he was a bachelor, having been outed from his herd by his father? She wasn’t sure

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[HTU What If?] Gallop Safely

Mower Show Lore: Magic Schools AKA Magools

Seeds Deep in the Soil - Chapter 1

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CV - Re'venox - bullheaded

CV - Re'venox - Tumbling Lessons

An A-moose-ing day

[CV] Beowulf - Gust of Luck

[CV] Beowulf - The Aftermath

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