Post by Puck Cantrell on Mar 8, 2020 16:21:44 GMT -6
Cavaletti Breed Creation Challenge
What kind of nonsense breeds have you got knocking around in your little heads? Come and show us.
Come up with an all new breed, cross, or fantasy horse. No rules, just right.
Okay - there is one rule. Don't be boring. There are enough Warmbloods. I'm not interested in a new Sporthorse cross. But a Sporthorse with HORNS?! You have my attention.
Tell us all about your breed. Where is it from? Was is discovered in the wild, or carefully bred over centuries? What colors does it come in? Is it venomous? That'd be weird. Use your imagination!
5,000 tickets per entry (limit one entry per member - make it count!)
At the end of the challenge, there will be a voting period. The 3 breeds with the most community votes will have their mainsite creation fee waived and will become available to be registered by all Cavaletti members.
Post by Kayla Greyson on Mar 9, 2020 20:16:46 GMT -6
Breed Name: Isibred
Description: The Isibred(Isi meaning "Deer" or "Deer-like" in Native American) is a finely bred creature that has been perfected for their uses over the course of many decades.
Their bodies are quite petite and deer-like, with a refined, slightly dishy head. Both genders have a set of antlers and look similar with males being a bit larger than females. Their eyes are mostly a pale or light green and they can also be a hazel shade. Isibred's most commonly come in a dun-like shade with subtle dun stripes on the knees. Rarely do they come in black but males have a slightly higher chance.
History: The Choctaws have purposefully bred the Isibred over carefully planned selective breeding. They were primarily bred for speed and agility and although they're petite they have incredibly sturdy bodies. At one point these were so successfully bred that they had overpopulated into the wild, but in modern days they're far from extinct due to hunting. This animal was made to last through fields, rough terrain, long distances, and jumping whatever their rider pointed at them if necessary. Their antlers haven't always been there though, during their existence in the wild they have evolved to have antlers as a defense mechanism. The Choctaws took advantage of that and bred antlers into their own herds, thus creating what the Isibred is today.
Other Information: In ancient folklore there is rumour to be an albino Isibred. It is said to only appear when a Choctaw leader has fulfilled their purpose and have achieved happiness in life.
Post by Ashton Mills on Mar 14, 2020 2:02:47 GMT -6
Breed Name: Celestial
Description: "What could be better than owning your own part of the stars?" The Celestial horse is a reclusive and shy breed, only recently discovered. They only come in a base of black, with vibrant colored patterns that resemble galaxys in varying expression, from a solid black horse, to a horse who's whole body is vibrant blues, greens, and purples. The one constant with this breed is bright blue and purple eyes, even in low to no expression individuals. This breed seemingly has the ability to come in all white patterns, which show above their galaxy like patterns.
History: The Celestial horse was discovered relatively recently, the founder of the breed has yet to be determined, but one thing is true; As of now, these horses are extremely rare with only a handful of individuals found. The two first horses found, a stallion and a mare. The mare was named Astrum, which is Latin for Glory or Heaven, and the stud named Sidereus, which is Latin for Divine or Heavenly.
Other Information: Males have a vary Baroque build, whereas females tend to be more lean and sport built. The coats of these horses are iridescent, even in non-expressive individuals. These horses take a long time to trust people, but once you have their trust they are loyal and reliable.
"I'd like to think Im a talented little potato"- My younger sister, 2017.
The most noticeable traits of a Mandragora are their wings. They sprout from the withers and are often see folded against the flank when not in use, and are what Mandragora use to fly. A few powerful beats of their wings is enough to get them off the ground, though they prefer to soar across long distances. All Mandragora are relatively hairless except for their coats, not growing manes or tails, and males will even grow small horns along their spines, necks and tailbone. These can be safely trimmed like nails to make room for saddles and other various tack.
The coats of Mandragora are similar to that of normal horses, except for a distinctly leathery texture and feeling as their skin is more weathered and tough; coat hair is more sparse. As for colours, Mandragora commonly come in black, a reddish-maroon colour, and a grey silver. Green, dark yellow, scarlet, and white are rarer. They do not have any white markings. However, they are born with distinct coloured markings on their faces that indicate which plemię they hail from, usually inheriting the mark of their dam. Plemię are the various families in the Mandragora culture that have existed since the species’ creation, phenotypal representations of lines extending for generations. These markings symbolize a Mandragora’s entire ancestry and what that ancestry stood for, and they are protective of them; as a result, most of them are extremely headshy and dislike people touching their faces and family markings.
These beasts are obligate carnivores, meaning you can't feed a Mandragora traditional horse treats or foods. In fact, they take such offerings as an offense and may be moody until their pride recovers. They require a strict diet of meat to survive, which you can either provide while stabled or let them out to hunt for themselves. Their enhanced vision and hearing allows them an advantage over prey, and their teeth are strong enough to do exactly what they need to. Much like an aviary species, Mandragora often swoop down upon ground-dwelling prey and trample them with their hooves. A Mandragora may hunt alone, but they prefer to hunt in pairs or with their mate.
A Mandragora mates for life, and often hunt with their partner whilst other members of their coven watch over any young they might have. Two mated Mandragora may be so in sync that they will be able to accurately predict their partner’s movements and compensate as a result, some pairings even exhibiting low-level telepathy. Mates are picked as yearlings and the two will remain together until death. Usually an of age Mandragora will seek a mate within their own coven, though they have been known to seek mates outside of their sphere of influence. Covens are what Mandragora herds are referred to, and may consist of many plemię co-existing. Though, some of the larger covens may be dominated by a particular line or two, represented visually by how many Mandragora share markings.
Any adept sorcerer or sorceress might summon a Mandragora, but making a pact with one is another is a different matter. Mandragora are picky and sensitive, not just any magic-slinging hedge witch can bring one to heel, especially long enough to ride one. Experienced students in mentalist magic or similar fields will be able to begin negotiations with a Mandragora to form a pact and if wily enough, will reach an accord with the hellion. Sealed with magic, the Mandragora will answer the call of the caster once a pact is established, able to respond to their summons from miles and miles away. Pacted Mandragora are effectively domesticated, through their offspring and mate will not be bound under the terms of their sire or dam's pact unless specified. The loyalties of a Mandragora to their rider will become chief, though never above duties to a mate, plemię or coven.
An excerpt from Krystyna Olszewska's Przewodnik Po Mandragorze -- A Guide to Mandragora, translated into english. Dated 1983.
Mandragora (Equus Draco), colloquially known as ‘Dragon Horses’ are a semi-sentient offshoot of the Equus genus believed to have first originated in ancient Poland during an unspecified and unknown period of magical upheaval. It's not entirely clear how innocent Polish equines were mangled into the dreaded and violent Mandragora, though some suspect foul play was involved in warping these beasts into existence through the use of dark magicks. The intent? Perhaps to use them as living weapons, or as terrifying mounts into battle, or perhaps a twisted sorcerer was just bored. It's clear something went wrong in the creation process, regardless… Or perhaps something went right.
Post by Calli Rosella on Mar 18, 2020 6:00:18 GMT -6
It was often whispered about between housewives and daydreamers in the quaint village of Neclop-in-the-Green that there were fairies living right there amongst them. The fairies were the reason the village was flooded with stray animals and flowers bloomed all year round regardless of the harsh British weather; and of course they were the base of every story told to the young children. No proof had ever been discovered; but that did nothing to stop gossip or stories being exchanged. Those who had grown up there had learned from village elders that the fairies only left their homes at dusk and always headed towards the open woodland, where will-o-wisps danced around the Wishing Well and drifted towards the misty moorland.
It was believed that the wisps were actually the call of the fairies; letting their soft magic flutter through the sunset and reassuring their four-legged friends it was safe to appear. Nobody really knew who got to name them, or how they got the name Mythiarkle but there were mentions of the loose horses roaming the moors back at the beginning of the village records; the horses that were never caught or even really seen, but definitely existed.
The Mythiarkle stayed close to Moralesiela Lake; a place of murky mystery stories - like that lady with flowers braided in her hair who went swimming in the lake and never returned; oh and Twinkles the vicar's cat who used to sunbathe on the rocks there at the lake and then suddenly refused to leave the house. Nobody was ever really brave enough to visit the lake to try and catch a glimpse of the Mythiarkles; so instead the villagers settled for creating new stories and fables about them instead.
Schoolchildren full of bravery and over imaginative minds were adamant they had seen the Mythiarkles; they were bright and sparkly with a glowing horn and long manes that almost touched the floor; a matter very much argued by one villager who swore blind he had seen the wild Mythiarkles one summer evening through his telescope lens. No, they weren't neon yellow but ghost white - perhaps at a push they could be called grey; with soft pastel tones in their long manes and no glowing or sparkling features at all. There was the orange one, the one that only appeared on a full moon, whose whinny carried loudly across the moors and beckoned those they trusted close to them; with his long white legs and fiery red hair, he was the source of many new stories and had earned himself the personal nickname Byrnefire.
In truth, nobody knew anything for sure; but the possibility of magical creatures and the far-fetched idea of actually discovering the fairies flying through the trees and seeing the Mythiarkles up close was the main reason people stayed in the village.
Post by Rachel Deacon on Mar 23, 2020 15:21:41 GMT -6
Since horses first roamed the vast plains of the world, they have had someone, something watching over them. Quiet whispers on the wind to bring them comfort in times of duress. Energy in times of dire need. Peace in times of strife. Sometimes, if you sit very still close to a herd, hold your breath, open your eyes and open them again, you might catch a rare glimpse of these rare creatures...
Most commonly seen are the Nature sprytes, found deep within forests and out on open plains, wherever the breeze rustles the tall grass or whispers amongst the leaves. They are well known in legend as guardians of the herds and ancient domesticators of horses would often leave tributes of fruit for these shy creatures in appreciation. Nature sprytes watch over the herds, helping with pregnant mares, guiding lost foals back to places of safety, leading hungry herds to lush pasture and fresh water.
The more heavy set of the sprytes, these equines are born a pale granite grey with bright mossy green markings quite similar to blanket appaloosas. These colours fade as they get older, becoming darker and more dappled to blend in with their surroundings and taking on a few brown hues. Hair is also rather abundant in full, abundant manes, tails, and sometimes feathering on the legs. Gentle and careful by nature, they are aware of their large size and move with great grace and precision.
Water sprytes are the second most commonly spotted, particularly around rivers and lakes, but most of all at sea. They protect the semi-feral herds of Camargue horses, watch over horses used to trawl nets through the surf, competition horses barrelling through water as they carry their riders to victory. A horse lost and cold in the rain will often find themselves guided back to warmth and safety by one's solid presence, a foal can play safely in the river under one's watchful eye, no horse will be left behind in the wetlands.
With crested necks and powerful hindquarters, these horses are quite the sight. Born a deep blue with small fins in lieu of a mane and tail, they grow paler as they age, adopting sabino-like markings very much as if water droplets came to mark their coats as they galloped through the waves. Bigger fins grow in as they reach maturity, including along the jaw and fetlocks. They're very social creatures, often seen playing together in the water.
The rarest sighting is that of the Fire spryte. Sprightly and almost dancerly in their movements, these equines not only protect horses but all manner of creatures. Very little is known about them, although they have been sighted during wildfires or stable fires. Whether they are an omen or a protector like other sprytes is also unknown, although the latter is believed due to the behaviours of other sprytes.
Air sprytes have been talked about in legend, but no documented sightings have been made. They are believed to be small and of all colours of a rainbow.
Other info: Sprytes are most commonly seen along the lines of the main elements: Nature (draft types, appaloosa-like patterns), Water (Iberian types, sabino-like markings), Fire (Warmblood/Arab types, splash-style markings). Air (Pony types, go nuts). Different types are able to interbreed and create new elemental types... Some fun to be had there!
Post by Skye Valens on Mar 23, 2020 15:31:28 GMT -6
Breed Name: Sihrabi
The legend of the Sihrabi
A legend that has been told for a thousand years.
The legend tells of a young man, Hatim, and his horse Adhem. Hatim was a young Magi sworn to protect Egypt from dark forces and those who would harness them for evil deeds. One fateful night Hatim and his sect were tasked with capturing a group of rogue Magi who had been causing havoc across the land with their dark magic. Legend has it that Hatim rode into battle that night on his black Arabian stallion Adhem. The horse had been gifted to Hatim at birth by his father when Hatim was just a boy. They had grown up together and shared a special bond. As the band of Magi pursued the evildoers across the lands the sky grew dark and ominous, the work of foul magic. A storm made of harsh sand surrounded the Magi separating them from each other. Hatim found himself riding alone unable to locate his Magi brothers as the dark Magi barreled toward him through the swirling sand. Hatim urged his black stallion onward, the little stallion was fast and easily distanced himself from the pursuing riders. Fate was not on their side that night however. A wall of rock and sand loomed before them, they had run right into a dead end. As the sound of hoofbeats loomed closer Hatim desperately began a dark ritual. It was black magic, forbidden, but times were desperate. Hatim used the dagger he carried to cut his wrist and with his blood he began to paint magical symbols along the stallions neck while whispering an incantation. From out of the darkness an arrow pierced the horses chest, felling him, another hit Hatim in the stomach. He fell next to his stallion, their blood pooling together on the desert floor. As he lay dying next to his beloved stallion Hatim reached into the blood and drew one final symbol on the shoulder of the dying horse. With his dying breath he whispered "shaytan".
A light flickered and grew in the dying horses eyes as the wounds began to heal. The light became red as fire as the stallion lept to his feet. The blood runes Hatim had painted on the horse began to glow like fire as the stallion reared up, his mane and tail now tipped with flames. The horse charged at the dark magi snorting flame. A storm of sand and burning embers followed in his wake as he charged the dark magi. The sand ripped their flesh from their bones as the horse ran through them. Hatim's Magi brothers arrived in time to get a glimpse of the demon stallion before it disappeared into the night and was gone, so the legend goes.
Many adventurers claim to have seen the demon stallion Adhem in the desert with a band of wild Arabian mares. They say that he has bred with these mares creating a horse they call the Sihrabi, horses born of dark magic. They all describe these horses the same way. As horses who look much like the Arabian mares that birthed them but marked with runes and with manes and tails that look like they have been dipped in fire.
Many claim to have seen these horses but until now no one had proof of their existence. As a young boy Adil had been told the story of the demon stallion Adhem at least 100 times. He never tired of hearing it. His grandfather insisted that their family lines traced back to the Magi Hatim and Adil was sure it must be true. As he got older after his grandfather passed Adil kept the stories close to his heart, his favorite being the story of the demon stallion. Adil's belief in what his grandfather said about their bloodline led him to spend the next 20 years of his life researching his family bloodlines trying to find that connection, and he did find it. One day in a dusty library in Cairo he found the proof that his family was indeed descended from the Magi Hatim. He thought that if Hatim was real then perhaps the legend was true and so he set out to find the Sihrabi.
Adil spent months visiting every filthy dive bar in Egypt where adventurers frequented. Talking to anyone who would listen about the demon stallion and his herd. As he was leaving a particularly dirty bar on the edge of a vast desert he overheard a man telling someone that he had seen the demon stallion just a week before. The man was clearly drunk, and probably lying, but it was the first mention Adil had heard of the horses in the months he had been searching. He offered the man money to take him to the place where he had seen the stallion, it took a lot of money but finally the man agreed.
They set out the next day and traveled for more than a week deep into the desert. At times the desert seemed to close in on them and Adil began to wonder if he had doomed himself by following a madman into the desert. On their 8th night in the desert they had become lost. They had no idea how to get back to the town on the edge of the desert. As Adil sat in their camp contemplating their almost certain fate something in the air changed. A strange silence fell over the ruins where they had camped. Adil ducked behind one of the fallen pillars just as something stepped out of the shadows. It was a horse, black as night with eyes that burned like fire. Firey runes glowed on the neck of this black horse and it's mane was tipped with red fire. Adil stared in awe at what was surely the legendary demon stallion Adhem. Adil's breath caught in his chest as he gazed upon this magnificent beast and the herd of preternaturally beautiful horses that followed behind him. Some were clearly Arabian while others had the same marks on their necks and the same fire color tipped their manes and tails. He was awestruck.
Without thinking Adil stood and walked toward the demon stallion, something in his heart told him he was not in danger from this horse. He laid his hand on the stallion, it seemed to almost vibrate with some dark power. The stallion turned and walked toward his herd and Adil followed. 3 horses walked toward Adhem from the herd, seemingly beckoned forth by the stallion. Adil had found them, he had found the Sihrabi and it seemed as though the demon stallion was offering these 3 to him. One was particulary striking, a golden colored mare with runes of blue fire on her neck and ice blue eyes. Her mane and tail were tipped with blue fire. The drunk from the bar had been drinking in his tent and when he heard the sounds outside he stepped out to see what was going on. The sight of the demon stallion standing just feet away sent him fleeing into the desert.
Adil approached the beautiful golden mare and stroked her soft fur. She nuzzled his hand. The stallion Adhem snorted and followed by his herd disappeared into the night leaving Adil standing there with the 3 Sihrabi that had stepped forward. The other 2 were just as beautiful as the golden mare. A fiery chestnut mare and a black stallion, a spitting image of the demon stallion himself. Unlike Adhem however these horses manes and tails were not actual fire but just the color of fire. The rune marks on their necks glowed faintly not brightly like the demon stallion. In appearance they were very much like the Arabians they had descended from though slightly larger than an average arabian they had the same refined conformation with large eyes and a tiny muzzle. They were breathtaking. The golden mare led Adil out of the desert and back to civilization while the other 2 Sihrabi followed. The madman who had brought him to the spot was lost forever in the desert. Adil returned home to his stable with the 3 Sihrabi and breeding them became his lifes work.
He had the horses genetically tested and found them to be genetically identical to Arabians with one exception. They seemed to have a second set of DNA that was unknown. Adil believed it to be demon DNA from the demon stallion Adhem. Upon color testing it was also found that the golden mare did not carry any cream genes instead her demon dna seemed to have mutated and was different than the other Sihrabi. No one could explain it but it seemed to be extremely rare as she was the only one of that color that he had seen in the large herd.
There are currently less than 100 Sihrabi in captivity though it is unknown how many roam the desert in wild herds. No one has ever been able to locate the demon stallion and his herd again and if not for the Sihrabi brought to civilization by Adil they would remain nothing more than a legend.
Sihrabi must be genetically tested and confirmed Arabian with the additional demon DNA in order to be accepted as Sihrabi. Breeding a Sihrabi to a purebred Arabian results in a Sihrabi foal 50% of the time. The demon DNA does not always pass to the foal. All Sihrabi have the rune marks which have been found to always be red except in the case of the rare golden mutation. These golden horses always have blue rune markings. Sihrabi always have the mane and tailes tipped with the color of fire. Always red except in the case of the golden mutation which is always blue. They exist in Bay, Black, Chestnut, Grey and the extremely rare golden mutation. White markings are possible. The Sihrabi do not seem to posses any supernatural abilities however they are extremely fast and have great stamina. They also seem to live much longer than other breeds.
A rare golden Sihrabi Mare
Sihrabi Mare and Stallion
Last Edit: Mar 23, 2020 21:17:14 GMT -6 by Skye Valens: formatting
Post by Elsie Spectre on Mar 24, 2020 3:58:40 GMT -6
HISTORY & LORE Napaea (colloquially Bunnypons) are a species of equid named for a wood nymph of Greek mythos. Although far less magical than their namesake, they have until recently proven to be equally mysterious. Wild Napaea thrive in an environment of open plain or scrub land, and are also commonly found in less-dense woodland. Being a creature with no natural defenses except a remarkable agility and speed, good visibility is paramount in herd survival. Wild Napaea can be safely approached by humans, though they're likely to flee unless you prove sufficiently interesting, as their curiosity is well-documented. There is great anecdotal evidence of Napaea being captured due to their apparent inability to leave alone anything new and strange in their environment.
The 'Modern Napaea Project (1953)' has brought Napaea to the world. Combining a scientific approach to the process of domestication as well as excellence in horsemanship, the project has successfully created a Napaea 'for every rider', however a hefty price must be paid before any dreams of a long-eared leaper in your back pasture can be realised. The Project has found a variety of uses for these horses - their surefootedness and speed make them exemplary in the Show Jumping arena, as well as short-distance racing and various obstacle course type disciplines in english and western styles. Great success has been had with Puissance, Mountain Trail, Gymkhana, and various western arena sports, although their cow-sense leaves a lot to be desired.
Napaea are deer/antelope like horses with a light and slender frame. They have small hooves, a sloping croup and a low tail carriage. They do not have particularly good gaits but possess great surefootedness and speed, as well as a remarkable leap, making them valued 'novelty' mounts for adventurous riders.
The head is delicate and small-nosed, with large and mobile ears. The eyes are large and varied in colour, with brown most common but shades of tan, green and blue present in lighter animals. The upper canine is visible outside the mouth in both genders. They have a lifespan of 15-20 years, reaching sexual maturity at 3-4. Baby Napaea - kits - are born after a 8 month gestation. Twins are as common as singletons, but triplets are rare. Kits do not stand or walk for some days after birth, instead keeping low in a grass nest until they reach 2-3 weeks of age and can walk steadily.
Napaea come in a range of colours from black to cream, usually with dark points which may vary in tone. Post-domestication a white pattern emerged in Napaea which was not seen in the wild and remains uncommon. Aside from their individual coat patterns, Napaea have a winter coat of white which covers most of their bodies.
Base: Black, Chestnut, Bay Modifiers: Cream, Dun, False Dun, Pangare, Flaxen White Markings: White Spotting, Rabicano
Getting Napaea in your game
These templates are pretty slider-sensitive. I created them with a large number of sliders, and with a slider multiplier. Please do feel free to adjust their confo, but I can't promise everything will go as you expect. The CC required is minimal, and Napaea can be created and photographed without any editing. None of the pictures above have any editing except reshade, so what you see is what you get. I do recommend JnFerrigno's shader markings as I found them incredibly useful in creating wild-type-ish shadings on my bunnies. Saddles and body tack act as you'd expect but some bridles freak out in the noseband area. I have had no trouble finding a bridle that does work for my needs (Elin's bridles work fantastically!) but you may see some glitching in bridles. CC Required: - Shaved Mane by Aylet Schrodinger - Download Adult - Download Foal - No-shine tails by Chikkadii Sims - Downloads - Faewood Napaea Ear Markings - Download - Faewood Ear Markings - Download CC Recommended - Varnish Roan Face Markings by JnFerrigno - Download - 30 Body Shaders by JnFerrigno - Download - Face Shaders by JnFerrigno - Download I have created a mirror for all this CC in my google drive, in case any of the original download links cease to function, as well as Adult and Foal (kit) Napaea templates. My Google Drive