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Xp payment for BeIIoso and extra commission for Drasayer <3

I made them into Harlem Mules, mwhuahahaha. x'3
They make such handsome mules though. c:
The challenge was to change their species, so there.

I think Aska said something and heard his muleish tone and Abe is wtf my hair go! x'D

Horses: 3978 Aska of the Evening Storm and 962 Kastell's Abalone

Story:
Tired hooves drug through the thin layer of fresh crisp snow. The two stallions had taken a wrong turn somewhere and despite Aska's gruff claims that he knew where they were going they were desperately lost. The bright sun pelted down on their backs, it was a bit warmer than one would expect and the effect the sun's gleaming rays had on the barren white abyss seemed to have the same effect that it would in an arid desert.

It started with a weird tingling at first. Neither stallion paid it any mind. Abe just kept rattling on about this and that, never staying on one subject for too long. Aska just rolled his eyes, it was always like this. Never was there just silence between the two. Well, unless Abe was blissfully asleep.. dreaming of chickens, pizza, and absurd things like that. Aska was the grownup of the two. There always had to be a purpose to what he was doing. Which was why their current predicament bothered him so much. It wasn't only that though. He kept feeling like he was different or rather becoming different. His ears laid back suddenly when he just couldn't bear the constant talking anymore and he turned to sternly talk to Abe. Both equines stopped in their tracks when Aska opened his mouth, a loud bray echoing across the snow plains. What in the hell?! Aska caught one look at Abe before jerking his head forward and freezing in shock. He didn't just see that did he... he peeked out the corner of his eyes before adverting them right back in front of him. Abe was a mule. Abe was also freaking out. He had noticed Aska's change as well before he realized that his luscious mane was suddenly gone. A desperate whimper escaped his mouth as he frantically looked for it to no avail. Aska just couldn't seem to move, but then everything started going blurry.

The dark appaloosa stallion jolted. It was night. Aska laid not too far from him. A sigh of relief left the stallion. It was all just a dream.

Word count: 353

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Show Info:
Remuda Livery RNG Invitational
Horse: 3978 Aska of the Evening Storm and 962 Kastell's Abalone
Class: Free-for-All

Drakehest Monthly Challenge: December 2016

XP Count:

+1 full body
+1 bg
+2 minor animation
+1 affiliate breed
+5 group event
+1 show
+1 literature

Total: 55 xp of 55 xp

Description
Xp payment for BeIIoso and extra commission for Drasayer <3

I made them into Harlem Mules, mwhuahahaha. x'3
They make such handsome mules though. c:
The challenge was to change their species, so there.

I think Aska said something and heard his muleish tone and Abe is wtf my hair go! x'D

Horses: 3978 Aska of the Evening Storm and 962 Kastell's Abalone

Story:
Tired hooves drug through the thin layer of fresh crisp snow. The two stallions had taken a wrong turn somewhere and despite Aska's gruff claims that he knew where they were going they were desperately lost. The bright sun pelted down on their backs, it was a bit warmer than one would expect and the effect the sun's gleaming rays had on the barren white abyss seemed to have the same effect that it would in an arid desert.

It started with a weird tingling at first. Neither stallion paid it any mind. Abe just kept rattling on about this and that, never staying on one subject for too long. Aska just rolled his eyes, it was always like this. Never was there just silence between the two. Well, unless Abe was blissfully asleep.. dreaming of chickens, pizza, and absurd things like that. Aska was the grownup of the two. There always had to be a purpose to what he was doing. Which was why their current predicament bothered him so much. It wasn't only that though. He kept feeling like he was different or rather becoming different. His ears laid back suddenly when he just couldn't bear the constant talking anymore and he turned to sternly talk to Abe. Both equines stopped in their tracks when Aska opened his mouth, a loud bray echoing across the snow plains. What in the hell?! Aska caught one look at Abe before jerking his head forward and freezing in shock. He didn't just see that did he... he peeked out the corner of his eyes before adverting them right back in front of him. Abe was a mule. Abe was also freaking out. He had noticed Aska's change as well before he realized that his luscious mane was suddenly gone. A desperate whimper escaped his mouth as he frantically looked for it to no avail. Aska just couldn't seem to move, but then everything started going blurry.

The dark appaloosa stallion jolted. It was night. Aska laid not too far from him. A sigh of relief left the stallion. It was all just a dream.

Word count: 353

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Show Info:
Remuda Livery RNG Invitational
Horse: 3978 Aska of the Evening Storm and 962 Kastell's Abalone
Class: Free-for-All

Drakehest Monthly Challenge: December 2016

XP Count:

+1 full body
+1 bg
+2 minor animation
+1 affiliate breed
+5 group event
+1 show
+1 literature

Total: 55 xp of 55 xp