Howrse - Howrse

You are loved. You are wanted. You are important. And you cannot be replaced. It's never too late.

I don't leave these words here as clichés or to make myself seem like I'm a bigger person than I am, but just to express my genuine love to other people who may feel like they don't have much or many people to listen to them. There's enough pain in this world as is, I'd rather give you hope even if it's through this. No guilt trips, no political or religious allegory, just one human heart to another.

I do not accept random friend requests. I also do not provide requested breedings unless it concerns my unicorn stallions. For new players who don't know the rules of the game: there is a help section and forum pages to help you get started. At this stage, most of my breeding stallions are already available for breeding without sending me a message. You merely need to look up their name and possibly mine to find their covering offer. Contacting me is not necessary. It occurred to me that I've been trying to help people who were new so that I spent more time trying to help them than actually play the game for my own enjoyment. With all I have going on in real life, the stress I've acquired from that is just so unnecessary, so I won't tackle it at all anymore.

My winged unicorn stallion, Enchanted Glory, is dedicated to all victims who died in real life attacks, which was inspired by his birthdate being kind of close to 9/11. In 2024, I learned all I could of the attacks on the Twin Towers, the Pentagon and the crash of Flight 93. It changed me, although I was very young on the exact day back in 2001. If one day he has a twin brother or cousin, I may name another stallion after that event in memorial of the 2,977 people who lost their lives on that day. It's possible that my winged unicorns will actually become like my guardian angels against tragedy, symbolic of hope and renewal.

My overall rule for pass horses/ponies, especially unicorns and winged animals, is to add up all the pass items that I placed on that animal to get a rough estimate for what to ask for, as I almost never buy pass horses/ponies myself. Note to myself to check on this again and have a calculator handy for the next time I'm getting an animal ready for that sale. Additionally, breed the female before sale. Check in my Auctions, Sales and Purchases stable for them.

Current pass horses ready: Various in Auctions, Sales and Purchases. (Currently having a dispersal sale of donkeys, draft horses and others with coats and backgrounds with additional Black Market objects. Most of what I have is breeding stock; all Pass horses/ponies/donkeys are on sale at 100 Passes per animal for as long as the dispersal sale lasts.)

I try to train my adults to full skills and 100 BLUP before I sell them. You might find what you're looking for here if you need fully-trained horses, either for coats or breeding stock. I deal exclusively in mustangs, but I'm starting to get some other purebreds in the mix, too.

The Lead Stallions/Mares stable is designated for those horses with highest genetic potential or skills possible and will likely never be sold, but the stallions will be available for stud. (Please note that even if new horses are bred or bought which have higher potential or skills than their predecessors, these horses won't be sold.)

The horses in my Horses of Hetalia stable are named and somewhat modeled after the characters in the Hetalia series, where applicable. The other horses are designated for those going to be sold, sent to Safe Haven or pass away of old age; sometimes previous "project" horses are kept here where I add as many Black Market items as I can because they are intended to be sold as pass horses.

All horses in the International Stud Facility are part of a project to immortalize high GP/Skill stallions, hopefully including riding horses and ponies; more than one coat color may be admitted if I decide they contribute significantly. At least one breed, with a 1% coat, is the ultimate goal. Unicorns may eventually be included, if luck permits. These horses are considered some of the highest possible breeding studs available in my farms, second only to Lead Stallions/Mares, and will never be sold. Stallions not kept in an equestrian center are being held until they can be immortalized.

"Welcome!" calls the owner as you exit the vehicle. "I trust you're doing well? It's a pleasure to have you here! You'll find broodmares, stallions for stud and foals being raised in the paddocks and stalls. If you're curious about whether a horse is for sale, just ask. Given the right offer, I may be willing to part with them. If not, I may be of a mind to breed a foal for you to have instead."

Desmond: This Friesian stallion gallops out of the woods and stares at you before you even make it to the fence. The scent and sound of a visitor drew him from the shadows; now he has to see that you're not a threat. He approaches and practically struts up and down the tall fencing, lashing his tail and tossing his head. Maybe he has a family to protect. Maybe there is a mare waiting for him elsewhere; his breeding days to other players is now done, reserved strictly by his owner's schedule to the mares she personally owns. Either way, he was both the first Hotshot and the first Herd Leader. Nothing goes by without Desmond knowing of it beforehand.

Chyropt: While the black stallion might've been aggressive and acting on instinct, Chyropt is considerably relaxed. He stands at ease and offers the best attempt at a smile a stallion can make. The mares sharing his golden field look up dotingly on occasion, but they know their protector wouldn't leave their side. He's there to stay. Before you leave to examine the other stables, he gives you a show by galloping with the herd back and forth. He's so handsome as the sun strikes his back, gleaming like gold. His expression appears confident and you can see the skill his offspring would surely have.

Kugo: The full brother of Chyropt, Kugo is something of the black sheep of the family. Almost--quite literally--eight perfect less perfect than Chyropt (according to the elite statistics), the other dun stallion walks around as if his sibling wasn't there and stealing the show. Whenever Chyropt is brought before a mare after the stud fee is paid, Kugo attempts to take the horses left unguarded. The confrontation usually sends him back to the chilling forest he calls his home when not stabled. Lonely but rarely alone, Kugo gets by on good looks and high skills; his blue eyes appear quietly intelligent, like the prowling cat waiting to pounce.

Desire: While you're looking at the mares and fillies of the main meadow, as they're turned out to graze, a tall bay Shagya Arabian comes galloping with fierce whinnies, flagging his tail, storming around ferociously. For a terrible moment, it looks as though he's going to crash right through the fence or jump it--directly over you, on purpose--but it soon becomes clear that he's merely showing off. He doesn't want your presence to distract those mares; if anyone's eyes should be anywhere, he wants it all on him. Soon, the whinnying stops and he's just floating around, back and forth. There's a light playfulness to it, an aggression that's just for show. You swear...the neighing he's doing is starting to sound like genuine laughter, or at least it reminds you of it. He's something else, for sure.

Antonio: Spanish music is loud in the stadium as the bay stallion dances in dressage for the judges. Everything about him--his motions, his appearance, his attitude--is relaxed and smooth, full of confidence. As he passes you in the watching audience, he fixes a single eye in your direction and suddenly winks with purpose, like he knew you were admiring him. Before you can question it, he is already on his way and begins the next passage, showing off with style.

Sadık: There's a lot of commotion on Grand Prix day when you see this stallion. His handler can hardly keep him contained as they pass by the racetrack; there are fillies nearby, practicing their stamina skills out on the turf. He wants to see them, desperately, but he also wants to perform. He may not be the best at the Grand Prix, but he's determined to do well. As you're talking to a few of the players about the events, he lifts his hooves higher and prances past with a snickering whinny. He may or may not have understood your conversation, but that pompous look on his face says it all: he hopes you'll be watching him too--or enter your own horse against him in the competition!

Alfred: The "American Hero" is busy practicing his rodeo routine when you're walking through the stables, entering the indoor arena. Sand sprays beneath his hooves as he comes to a skidding stop, polishing his reining skills. You inquire with the owner about what he does and who this stallion is. "He's one of the best crossbred horses I've got," comes the answer. "Just because it's not a purebred doesn't mean it's not a good animal or has useful skills. Alfred is the ultimate proof of that." He sure looks like it; when he's put into his stall later and you come to examine him, he turns about slowly, almost dancing, showing you his form that stems from more than one lineage.

Arthur: The recently retired thoroughbred is busy being prepped for other duties besides standing at stud when you see him near the stables. Freshly groomed and tied to a fence, he looks back over his shoulder, ears perked in a friendly way. He grunts and tosses his head almost like he's nodding at you to approach. "Hello, Arthur," says the owner, touching his face gently. "It's all right. He won't bite." The palomino's eyes shine as you reach towards him. His mouth appears to pull up into a little smile, like he knows you're a new friend.

Francis: The popular French stallion of these stables is already prancing around with his tail held up and his neck outstretched, whinnying to attract the attention of mares. If he wasn't being used to cover them, he was teasing them in the meantime. He liked their attention, no matter how it came across. "My recommendation is to make sure he stays in his own paddock and his own stall unless you're bringing your own mare to him," suggests the owner. "Francis is a very good sire, but he does get a bit...carried away." The tall palomino turns his head to face you and trots excitedly in your direction. You smell like other horses--maybe some fillies among them--and he decides that's enough to like you already.

Lux: This horse is at work doing liberty, listening to cues and following the commands of a human partner in a paddock. He's done with his twenty required competitions and the rides into the forests and mountains, but there's never too much to learn. He carries out everything asked of him flawlessly, so much so that it appears easy. He does not turn to acknowledge your presence until his partner releases him into the big paddock, shaking his coat and breathing in the fresh air.

Germania: You see this gleaming Hanoverian being walked up through the aisle to enter the breeding shed with a visiting mare already waiting for him. "Germania," the owner says, pointing. "An old soul. Did a lot when he was younger, taking it easy when he's older. One of my most popular studs." The white stallion is so confident that he gives you the briefest glance, inhaling once to catch your scent, and then he is already walking past to begin his next task. Performance, as usual, must be done professionally.

Gaël: The black horse gallops across the field--up and down, left and right, from corner to corner--everywhere he can reach. As you're coming beside the fence, he deliberately swerves to run alongside it, the wind from his speed following like an invisible blast. While you're turning to watch him, he slows gradually and comes back, swinging his forelegs out like he's dancing. Whether you're a curious human, a visiting mare or a rival stallion, he wants to show off for you. The gleam of his teeth is uncannily like an intelligent smile and the light in his dark eyes is alive.

Liam: The cherry bay Irish horse patiently feeds in his stall, kept alongside his black-coated brother. Liam raises his head to look as you pass, shaking his neck, halter clinking on his face. He respectfully keeps his distance and you read the medals and awards he has hanging nearby the door, specifying his skills and potential to visiting breeders. "He's a good one, depending on what you want," the owner responded when you asked about him. "Been talented ever since he was born. His foals usually are, too. There's more than just him to see, but take your time, we're in no rush." You spend some time admiring the cherry bay before you move on. Liam's dark eyes follow your every move until he can't see you anymore.

Matthew: This Canadian horse stands very quietly and obediently at the door of his stall, ears flicking in greeting as you approach. He gladly takes the sugar cubes you offer and rub his neck affectionately. He enjoys the treatment lavished on him and remains gentle no matter how you interact with him. When you take your leave, you're startled to see a young polar bear cub running up to the calm stallion and clamber onto his back, wrapping little paws around his muscled neck. But both horse and bear--predator and prey--are at ease with each other. Matthew must've paid him no more attention than he would to a regular barn cat.

Toris: This particular horse is skittish and spooks at everything loud and sudden. His coat, otherwise clean, is a little tattered; his hooves are slightly cracked, though polished and shod. He must've been through some tough times at a point in his life. He doesn't even let you pet him. Once off the lead rope, he's galloping into the field, turning back several times to make sure he's not followed. Shy and evidently paranoid of something, his skills are remarkably high and he's nice to look at. Maybe that's a saving grace despite...whatever happened to him.

Roderich: The liver chestnut Holsteiner was being bathed, his mane and tail trimmed and his hooves checked while you walked by. "Care to get a little closer?" the owner askes. "You can aid in the grooming, provided you know how. I'll get you a sponge, he's got some dried mud on his lower legs." During the bath, Roderich apparently closes his eyes in pleasure and sinks into the feeling of being cared for by so many people. It's obvious that he's used to the treatment and having a guest dote on him is just another bonus.

Tim: This golden-coated stallion is being presented to a waiting line of breeders by the time you reach him. He is elegant and showing off his paces in an arena for their inspection. As his pros and cons are listed off, he stops to view each person as they give their opinion. Although you are not one of the audience, he looks at you as well, ears playing back and forth. He bobs his head lightly as you continue on, as if to say farewell.

Lukas: The Norwegian Fjord actually looks bored when you appear, like you're just another random human he's never seen before and might not again. He doesn't get close enough to let you pet him; he droops his head like he'll take a nap at any second. He also doesn't move if you offer a treat or kind words. Maybe he's heard it all before. The owner smiles. "Lukas here is something of a mystery: really good genetics, fine breeding, high skills--as long as they're not social. He's a little territorial, but give him some time and he'll come around." The Fjord opens one eye and slowly winks at you before he resumes his still silence.

Roman: The big Lustiano stallion is strutting back and forth in front of three mares drinking at a water trough. One barely pays him any attention; another flicks her ears towards him, then away; the last is nickering back, but doesn't leave the trough. "Roman, our 'emperor' of the stable," the owner says. "A big flirt, as you can see, and not for nothing. I'm hoping to have a few sons or grandsons from him in the next few generations. He's a marvel when he works out." So caught up in his excitement for the mares is he that Roman doesn't turn towards you, his high-pitched whinnying like rapid squeaking.

Ludwig: This muscular Hanoverian is perfectly still, standing at an inspection by several German officials. His coat is examined for how clean and smooth the hairs are; his hooves are tested and admired for their shine; his mane and tail are combed through, pleasantly free of tangles; and his behavior is supremely well-mannered...and intelligent. He catches you gazing at him, holding your stare. A flick of his white ears is all the cue you are given, but he evidently appreciates your attention. Then the moment passes and he moves into a fluid canter at the command of the man holding the lead rope. It's time for him to return to the rigorous schedule.

Gilbert: In contrast to his twin brother, this particular stud is all flamboyant and overly loud, launching himself into the sky, landing with a whinny, running around to kick up his heels and then he's doing it again from another angle. He does not come when called; he is too busy trying to get as many eyes his way as possible, even if it's not the best behavior he could display. The owner sighs, shakes her head and smiles in a half-pained way. "Some of my best boys, sons of Germania--Ludwig and Gilbert may have been born at the same time, but they're as different as night and day. Still, I anticipate good things for their futures, and that of their offspring." The stallion suddenly stops and stares in your direction, raising a top lip to grin at you as best as he can.

Tino: The polite Finnish horse keeps to himself when you pass by his stall, curious at how quiet he's being. He kindly sniffs your hand and lets you pet him, closing his eyes, savoring the affection. "Tino here is our teddy bear," the owner says. "A real sweetheart. He does therapy work for people with disabilities or those that have suffered severe trauma. He lets them build confidence. When he's not at work for that, he's getting his skills leveled so he can produce some fine foals. Got a touch of the Christmas spirit stuck to him, too."

Romano: The dark bay horse discovered tethered near the side of the main stables is looking hungrily at the apples nearby, gifts from the visitors. Perhaps he'll get lucky today and get one--or two or three--but he doesn't fail to notice your approach, standing straighter and holding his head higher. Maybe he wants you to be impressed by him, or maybe you're inspecting the stallions in search for one to match with your mare. Either way, he automatically goes into posture, stepping regally like he's practicing his dressage. He may be an interesting animal, if you decide to choose him, but in case you don't, he is seen apparently rolling his eyes in derision and turning away with a scornful snort, straining against the tied rope to snatch a ripe apple from the barrel.

Feliciano: The identical brother of Romano, Feliciano is discovered busy at work inside a pasture fronting another field full of mares. From his behavior and that of the females, it's obvious that he's a teaser, testing to see who would be receptive to covering. Small wonder, then, that he is as handsome as they come, dancing, strutting, trumpeting his desire, flagging his tail from left to right, getting as much attention as possible. Perhaps his show isn't just for their eyes alone; should you want it, he may be led into the barn to await the mare of your choosing, for Feliciano is an even better breeder than he is a teaser. The little smirk on his muzzle says as such.

Emil: This white-coated stallion hangs back and doesn't approach when you enter the paddock. He blends in with the snow, hoofbeats muffled by the ice. Like a ghost, he floats back and forth beyond the fences, tossing his head to remove his mane from his eyes. A flicker of curiosity enters them when he looks at you. Offering a treat, he waits for a long time before gradually accepting your company and gently takes it without complaint. He lets you pet him until you turn to face a distraction, galloping away into his solitude with your attention elsewhere.

Romeo: The golden stallion is busy lazily walking on the lunge line, tossing his head and barely paying attention to the instructions of his trainer. When you're passing by on your inspection of the breeding farm, he turns one eye to follow you, then lifts his head and raises his top lip, scenting the air; either you smell of mares or you do not, but either way, he considers you an interesting specimen. Maybe you'll come back to breed to him or his brothers. Even if you don't, Romeo decides to remember you. Later that day, you see why: he's being examined by potential investors, shareholders who want to get his stud fee at a reasonable price. Led past on a decorated rope and flashy halter, Romeo almost appears to be smirking at you with pleasure, basking in the attention of an obvious favorite.

~Unprecedented~: This elusive horse doesn't allow himself to be seen until you're already on the fence, leaning in to see if you can spot anything in the distance. You cross an invisible barrier, and then the stallion makes his move, charging with a furious whinny from the shadowed woods. His bright coat flashes white in the sun; his hooves appear to glow gold. He thunders straight towards you, then veers sharply to the left, coming up alongside the fence. Prancing to a halt, he snorts and whickers loudly, lashing his tail. His posture is both threatening and impressive; he's trying to get a reaction out of you and also to make it known: there's no messing with this one. He's a unicorn, after all. "There's my best boy," the owner says, chuckling. "He's not for sale, but you can breed to him, provided you've the right mare. He cuts a cheap price, but that'll probably change once he reaches full potential. One day, I might sire a whole line from him." The unicorn rears up to the tallest height, letting you admire his appearance and easy movements. His eyes are somewhat alien: it's like looking into the gaze of a human instead of an animal. (Stud fee: 500 Equus)

Shining Glory: This stunning unicorn mare gleams white beneath sunlight, moonlight or lamplight. Her coat appears to glow no matter what touches it, brightening intensely whenever she moves. Whether it's a mystical force that causes it or simply supreme care for her hide, you cannot say; you can only agree with the watching spectators that she's something special. As the second unicorn to be granted immortality, Shining Glory is both a prized broodmare and a standout performer, attempting to gain twenty trophies for all disciplines, like ~Unprecedented~. So focused is she on her duties that she doesn't seem fazed by all the eyes on her. One more admirer, or a hundred, is all the same to her as she follows the direction of her rider.

Glory Achieved: The silver dappled stallion is presented during a demonstration to people of all ages, from schoolchildren to retirees, proving the bond and trust that goes into caring for the Feral Freedom unicorns. So well-behaved is Glory Achieved that he allows people to come up and pet him, to feed him apples, to touch them gently with his alicorn; whether or not he's actually blessing them is up for debate, as many of the questions pouring in concern unicorns versus horses or their winged counterparts. It's like a free class for the curious, and you decide for yourself whether you want to join in or not. He's friendly enough for you to approach. (Stud fee: 1,000 Equus)

Glorified Rarity: Standing quietly and at ease in her stall is the pretty blue-toned unicorn. She flicks her ears and watches patiently when you're walking by but makes no move to come much closer even if you tried to encourage her. Glorified Rarity is one of the most sensitive and possibly the shyest unicorn in the entire stable; there are little signs everywhere posted regarding her comfort--not to be too loud, not to run too fast, not to disturb the animals when they're sleeping...and more, as you look around. It looks like she quirks a brow at you when you return your gaze to her eyes; it's a slightly amused look, but also a serious one. Truly, like all horses, she has certain needs to be met. She's lucky to have them considered by the people here.

Stellar Influence: This chestnut unicorn almost blends in, out of sight, if it wasn't for his groom giving loud calls like a hawker selling wares on the street. "Hey, mister, you wanna invest in some horn? How 'bout you, ma'am? Some horn for your mares? Some horned foals one day? Only five hundred Equus for now. It'll be maxed once he's at the one-hundred mark in all areas. Then he'll be a top-class stud." By horn, the groom must've been trying vague tricks to get people interested; what he's actually trying to sell is Stellar Influence's breeding opportunities, at least while they're cheap for his genetic potential. Like someone heaping on the praise to raise the syndicate for a stallion, he goes on and on about what a great creature Stellar is even compared to the rest of the unicorns, be they higher or lower in GP and skills. Even so, the big chestnut looks bored with the situation, calmed slightly when people offer treats or when his groom starts brushing him. An interesting first impression, if nothing else. (Stud fee: 1,500 Equus)

The Rarest Gift: There's loud neighing coming from the stall occupied by the second dapple unicorn. When you come to investigate, you have to duck back; so anxious and sensitive is that stallion that he doesn't want most people too close. The owner explains that he's not an aggressive horse, but is high-strung and doesn't like change--perhaps the most out of all in every farm. When he is significantly calmed, he prances around, tossing his head, being led down the aisle and into his own paddock. Once there, he continues romping around, this time running for the sheer pleasure of it. It's a good sign; he's full of life, so much so that it's difficult to contain. (Stud fee: 2,000 Equus)

Feral Glory: The silver, golden-sheened stallion is busy at an examination when you're coming to see what the commotion is about. It's taking place right next to a Gold Pass auction, hence the many players coming to bid on unicorns of different descriptions. He's not a numbered lot; he's merely being looked over, checked for his potential, his skills, his behavior, his health and morale. He's doing everything perfectly, following the rules like his intelligence is on another level. He's like ~Unprecedented~ in looks, but not as wild and unapproachable. Sure enough, when you come and ask to see him yourself, you are even allowed to lead him if you choose, watching his paces, noticing that he doesn't appear the least bit lame. He's a good, strong, dependable unicorn. (Stud fee: 2,500)

Glorified Playboy: Passing by the barn for pregnant mares, there's a side yard where a few unicorn fillies, just past three years of age, are being both tested by a vet and teased by the big pink stallion for their receptiveness. Some of them react positively to him, some ignore and others appear torn between acceptance and dismissal. No matter what, he's led up to each mare, sniffing at her, nickering and tossing his head. He approves of them no matter what, it's clear. When his job's done, he's led outside and to the breeding shed, where a client had already sent their mare to await him. He appears to be smirking as he passes you, holding himself up higher, strutting arrogantly. (Stud fee: 3,000)

Rising Star: Parading back and forth in a fitness test, a dark purple Arabian mare catches your eye as she's trotting and cantering, showing the grace of every step. She's definitely the star of the show, even if other unicorns attended. So relaxed and balanced is she in everything that she does that it's small wonder she's a permanent resident. It's evident that the owner has high expectations for her and any offspring she produces, be they unicorn or regular horse. She's the stuff the champions are made of.

Star Power: An impatient whinnying is heard from the stable housing the resident unicorn mares. Within is one the color of molten gold, like sunlight in liquid form, and her motions are just as fluid and flawless. She's kept in her stall when you first see her, but the owner warns you in time before she can bite, stomping on the floorboard. Though talented, she's quick to switch tempers and flare out of control. "I know she's a beauty, but there's an untamed nature to much of her behavior. Her sister, in contrast, is a real sweetheart, loves treats and affection. Star Power here is...more about power than anything else. But she is the apple of our eye, a gold star if ever there was one in my stables. She'll produce a fine colt for me one day, she or her sister. I know she will..."

~Unparalleled~: One of the most handsome studs in this farm is ~Unparalleled~, a mustang fit to rival all the other males present. With a dramatic, eye-catching style and all the grace of an experienced dancer, it's small wonder that he's competed in everything Classical, from dressage to races to show jumping. A stunning example of what this breeder hopes to achieve, he truly equals ~Unprecedented~ and even exceeds him at stud, causing something like a mutual competition between the two stallions. This cremello knows how to get attention and admiration from all onlookers. (Stud fee: 7,500 Equus)

~Unrivaled~: No less shy or talented than his brother, ~Unrivaled~ is busy at a show for stallions when you first see him, being presented among the other esteemed unicorn studs in the ranks. His temperament, training, discipline and genetic potential are all evaluated by judges, trainers and potential breeders, who are first caught by how his outward coat doesn't match his born coat, like ~Unprecedented~ and some of the other unicorns from this farm. The reason why is simple enough: two highly prized twin horses are sometimes mixed up, depending on what their breeder wants from them, so although ~Unrivaled~ hides his true colors in public, he's a diamond in the rough for prospective players wanting to stud to him. (Stud fee: 3,500 Equus)

Glamorous Glory: The fiery flaxen chestnut stallion is discovered simply showing off for his fellow unicorns and the younger colts who gather to watch from another pasture, whether they're impressed or not. If they come to the fence, you can see them race together, separated by the rails, the power and joy in their stride released as they thunder along the grass. They're beautiful, and you can see why this particular horse is admired for his looks as well as prowess in competition. He's a force to be reckoned with, an answer to challengers and lovely mares alike. What a glamorous sight he is! (Stud fee: 4,000 Equus)

Rustic Glory: This deep purple stallion prances along as he's led from stable to pasture, nickering often, tossing his head. When he catches your eye, he flicks his ears, snorts loudly and stomps, gaining your attention with noise and sharp motions. Regardless of whether or not you brought any horses with you to this farm, he can smell other animals and immediately attaches it to your presence: you must've come to see him! After all, he's so handsome and flashy, striking poses, showing off. Notebooks are opened and his stud fee is written down in case you'd like another look--or several--on another date. (Stud fee: 4,500 Equus)

Well Lucky Me: This farm-oriented unicorn is busy herding cattle or even helping to work on the meadows, performing ranch labor with the owner personally to keep his home in top shape and to provide the best possible for any breeders who board their horses in the stables available. He seems honest, yet proud, willing to work hard and look good at the same time. Maybe this trait has been inherited through generations, or perhaps these mustang unicorns truly know they have it made here, but he eagerly takes any treats you bring him and even allows you to brush any debris out of his mane. (Stud fee: 5,000 Equus)

Glory Daze: Unlike all the others, this particular stud is humble and keeps to himself, shying away from your inviting hand or any gentle words. "He's always been quiet," the owner explains. "Just his personality. Gets it from his dam, but his sire also helped build character. I paid for the best, so even if he doesn't seem like much, he's a favorite of this farm." As if on cue, any employees here greet him warmly and he returns their affection just as happily. Perhaps he merely needs to get to know you first. He could be a prospective stallion for the right mare. (Stud fee: 5,500 Equus)

Morningstar: With flagging tail and neck outstretched, this Arabian unicorn races by with a blur of wind, a silver streak, a comet touching the grass. Whenever he moves, it has this ghostly effect, like he shouldn't or couldn't exist...but he does. Like a vision, he wavers in and out of your sight, making you question how real he is. Although he never gets close enough for you to touch, you can hear his excited nickering, his playful whinnies for someone to join him...Then it's obvious. There's a mare nearby. Forgetting your presence, the silver unicorn called Morningstar runs with the swiftness of a demon towards her, instinct winning him over. He's more than a handful. No wonder he's not for sale; he's wild whether he's alone or with a herd! (Stud fee: 6,000 Equus)

Glory Dazzle: This second dapple stallion walks with a confident strut, demonstrating his dressage abilities before a crowd of admirers. This particular unicorn is also a lesson horse, and you can see the obvious love and affection of children as they raise their hands to stroke his gleaming hide, some of them hugging his neck or kissing his nose before they step back. They all get to know this stallion thanks to his gentle nature, which also makes him a popular breeding prospect for some of the newer players. Depending on what you need or want from your own herd, he may be able to offer you a unicorn foal, provided you have the right mare. (Stud fee: 6,500 Equus)