My Game
I am a collector on here more than anything nowadays. "Horned and Happy" and "Special Sweeties" are the cheesy names my younger self decided on and I've been too lazy to move all of those horses around to design new names for those farms yet, but they're my unicorn and special horse collections, respectively. Compass Gate is a newer breeding farm, mainly skillers I occasionally buy for fun to train and decorate. The horses are based off of OCs that are very special to me.
Foundation Up, as it says, is original 350-351.2 GP Quarter Horse foundation horses; these were originally for an NIB team I used to be on under the same name, led by my friend who no longer plays this game. I may one day resurrect this project.
Original Foundation Horses is just me collecting other breeds of foundies. These are up for grabs for NIB breeders, just message me and we can work out a price. I'm frankly not super bothered by prices, I collect to look at shiny things and maybe occasionally have blank canvases to decorate, this is usually how I splurge my monthly cattle-raising earnings for fun, so I'm pretty flexible there. I just want to see them go to a home where they will be used.

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