- stallion ■ fourteen years ■ 17"1hh/irish sport horse■ tags; herd, sangria
mares ■ valkyrie
■ the older stallion stood calmly, and waited for her reply, a soft huff leaving his lips as he breathed out gently onto her fur above her dock. as she seemed to give in and accept his offer, he watched her shift her body weight and her tail out of his way, and with a soft sigh the stallion proceeded to do his job.
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keeping himself steady and trying to keep his weight even over the mare, he dismounted, over the years, a stallion learnt how to balance correctly over a mare accordingly to their weight, a foal from the two of them would result in a relatively small foal, despite popular belief, a foal would only grow to the size the mare (sorry can't put it in properly.. hope you get what i mean) would allow. and rarely any larger, and a foal from a large stallion but a small mare, would usually result in a foal not much bigger than the mother, so he felt fairly certain if this pregnancy did take, she'd have a healthy foal in the spring. she was so young, the amount of young mares he'd covered at such a young age where the pregnancy took, was rare, often the first time was not the best time, and he figured he'd have to return to his job in a few days to a week, or the next time she cycled.
with a soft nuzzle to her hip he went to step forwards but was stopped when she instead turned to him, flicking an ear at her curiously, he dropped his stance and relaxed into his legs and looked at her curiously as she tried to get what he assumed was some attention and affection. for the moment he happily obliged, she was young, and had no experience with stallions, he didn't awnt her first to be bad. with a soft, almost whisper like nicker he lipped at her neck softly, rising to her wither, gently placing his teeth on her for a few seconds or two, a sensation she doubtingly had ever felt, as it was something most stallions did to claim a mare, however, hopefully it would become obvious with his next actions over the day. he nibbled gently in a grooming action before flicking an ear at her as she pulled away and seemed to suddenly get a little playful, he raised his brow and lifted his head and rolled his eyes slightly amused, he flicked his tail and thought for a second before dancing off to the side at an elevated trot, rounding himself and extending his trot out before slowing and circling back to the mare, slowing to an almost piaffe impersonation as he went past her nibbling gently at her side gently pulling her fur trying to entice her into play, he knew these young ones still liked play, sometimes until some of them were 6 they didn't mature.
he didn't really feel like playing for long, maybe a few minutes and it wasn't until he spotted a mare in the distance that his playful stance plummeted, at first he protectively stood by his new mare, in case said horse was actually a stallion. but after a minute or two of watching he decided he'd approach, she wasn't much older than the mare beside him, but she was taller by the looks of things. he nuzzled his mare gently and nudged her in the direction of the bay mare, ears flicking forwards when the bay mare called out, phoenix quickly replied to her with a soft inviting nicker, hoping that the presence of another mare would calm this new one.
the dapple grey stallion moved into a trot keeping his little mare in front of him at all times and when he was close enough, he parted off to the side, slowing to a halt and nosing his little mare gently, asking her to stay put, nibbling her softly, he stood for a minute with her watching this other mare, keeping himself just in front of his mare just for protection, and while he watched this bay mare, and listened with one ear, the whole time, his left ear was swivelling from his mare to his surroundings listening for problems or issues. with a final nibble to aine he moved forwards to approach the bay, not really fussed if aine followed or stayed where he'd left her.
with a soft nicker he walked close to the mare and slowed just out of touching reach, stretching his maw to her in greeting, but careful not to startle her. should she run, it would be pretty easy for him to gather aine and then chase down this mare until he had her, but he didn't really feel like chasing the mare, or making aine run, so hopefully it would all go smoothly for him.
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- stallion ■ sixteen years ■ 16"0/mustang x french anglo ■ tags; aine
mares ■ none
■ the pinto stallion watched the young mare curiously as she seemed to study him, ears flicking he eyed her calmly and twitched an ear forwards when she suddenly started walking towards him. imp smiled softly, and gently nosed her when she closed the distance between them, she seemed reasonably confident, so felt less like he needed to be so 'careful' around her. ears flicking lightly he nickered back to her gently "hello miss, my name is imp, what might your name be my dear?" he said calmly, stepping past her head slightly to her neck, nibbling against her he eyed her swollen stomach curiously, for the moment he brushed it aside with a soft huff and continued to nibble, looking for soft pressure points that could lull her into a serene state, or simply until she felt nervous with his touch.
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- stallion ■ five years ■ 16"2/andalusion x english thoroughbred x mustang ■ tags; farasha
mares ■ none
■ looking for new mares, the young stallion walked along calmly, glancing here and there, watching carefully for any mares that might catch his eye. joker stopped suddenly when a black mare came into view, from here he could see her arabian blood lines, they were very distinct in her, but being young, he wasted no time in approaching her, though she seemed pretty interested as well, either that or she was tricking him. the golden stallion trotted calmly and slowed when he was almost close enough to touch her, and here he could see the thoroughbred in her, she had long legs and was quite tall, like himself, she got her height from the thoroughbred in her, he had the traditional baroque neck thanks to the andalusian, luckily for him, he didn't inherit that awful roman nose from his sire, thankfully he inherited his mother's face, who was 3/4 thoroughbred and 1/4 mustang, but his large bones defiantly came from his sire, his natural carriage all obvious that he was a baroque breed. being nearly half Andalusian, how could anyone miss it.
he nickered softly and eyed her curiously, knowing full well she was an older mare, and that doing something foolish or rash, would result in him walking alone again looking for a mare. sigh, perhaps this mare could help him? she was older than him, and while yes he could be a bit cocky, would she forgive him because he was only 5, he'd be 6 in late summer, but he was still only young, would she allow the odd mistake here and there or would she dispose of him immediately? he could defiantly do with being told off now and then, some discipline but at the same time, education, perhaps this mare could teach him how to hide, how to keep his herd hidden and tucked aside, she might not let him gather as many mares as he'd like as it would result in too many stallions trying to steal his mares, but perhaps she'd help him? perhaps she wouldn't... who knew. for the time being, he kept his more coltish behaviour at bay and tried to keep his stalliony behavior at bay also, for it was obvious she was in season, and he really wanted to cover her, he knew what it was about, he'd had a mare or two before.. for about six weeks, but he was learning, it could only get better... right?
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- mare ■ sixteen years ■ 15"3/australian brumby x english thoroughbred ■ lead mare ■ tags; herd
stallion ■ titan
■ good, he listened to her, which honestly, not like she thought he wouldn't. her ears flicked back listening to the stallion, as he stepped forwards and nudged her hip before making his way further up to her shoulder. flicking her tail over her hind quarters softly, her heavier breathing steadied, and she let out a long sigh of relief and relaxation. turning her head until she had her nose just to the side of her shoulder where he stood, positioning her nose against his for a moment, a soft squeal left her maw as pulled away from him, but instead of running, she stood still, relaxing a hind leg bending her fetlock over and resting on the toe of her hoof. a soft blink and a flick of her ears as the stallion gently nibbled at her mane, as she let out another soft sigh before lowering her nose to the ground, taking a few mouthfuls of grass.
the mare let another huff loose and took two steps back gently nosing the stallion, before looking around for any other mares in the area, so far she couldn't really see any in their vicinity, which meant they'd have to move to find some. but while finding food and water was her job, finding mares... well that was his job, if he wanted to do it, she'd follow him.
(sorry low muse for her)
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- mare ■ fourteen years ■ 116"3/arabian warmblood ■ lone mare ■ tags; open
stallion ■ none
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- mare ■ two years ■ mature 17"1/ knabstrupper warmblood ■ lone mare ■ tags; zinova
stallion ■ none
■ as soon as she had joined zinova and viveka a stallion had come stolen her new friend. he'd run in and divided the trio, artemis having been glued to zinova's side, left viveka separated to the side, making her the easier option for the adolescent male who had not been much older than themselves.
with a soft sigh she flicked her ears and nickered gently to the older mare, she swished her scented tail and looked around calmly unsure of what was going to happen now, two youngsters would surley be snatched up. she snorted gently and nibbled at the grass around her front hooves, soft blinks bouncing off her eyes, the sun beaming off her spotted coat, she glanced to the grullo pinto mare for a moment mimicking most of her actions, as she was still learning, most of her behaviour was still very babyish, and while she was a year younger than zinova, they were both still babies so neither of their behaviour was particularly mature. twitching her ears she nibbled at the grass once more before pawing at the ground and then buckling her knees lowering her frame to the ground, rolling onto her side and back wriggling around scratching the itches she couldn't reach, she and zinova hadn't really reached the mutual grooming stage yet, that was something horses did when they really truly liked one another. ears flicking calmly she rolled upright, front legs tucked under, back legs bent neatly she nibbled at the grass around her knees and where she could reach, one ear glued to zinova all the while.
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- mare ■ seventeen years ■ 16"3/australian thoroughbred x mustang ■ lead mare ■ tags; herd
stallion ■ aelius
- filly ■ one week ■ mature 17"1/dams breeding x swedish warmblood ■ lone filly■ tags; herd
stallion ■ aelius
■ rhea pulled at the grass around her and gave a soft relaxed snort. at the sound of the stallions snort however, she lifted her head and eyed him steadily as he made another move to approach, a flick of her tail was the only change in her body language, ears pricked forwards, she could tell he was growing irritated, which slightly annoyed her, however at the same time she understood, and even though he was still reasonably young, she would not be the last mare he'd meet who would act like she had done, her actions were mild compared to some mothers.
with a another sharp flick of her tail as he seemed to try to greet her, she flicked her ears slightly and took a few steps towards him, stretching her maw out towards him, taking in a few breaths before pinning her ears squealing, striking a foreleg off to the side of him. no deliberate action to hurt him, merely a 'don't try to push me around' act. in fact with another snort she huffed out a deep breath and lashed her tail once, twice, then let it sit, the scent she carried now filled the air, it was not particularly strong, but if he played his cards right from here on now, she'd let him cover her before the days end, which meant, the longer he didn't, the more stallions her scent would attract. her filly, really wanted to greet the other mare, but held her tongue and stayed beside her dam, it wasn't until maia turned to look at her dam, that she realised she was so close to the other horse, her ears fell back in slight fear as she ducked under her mother, before pricking them and eyeing the other horse carefully. she weaved herself out of her dams legs and stood at her hip eyeing the stallion carefully.
rhea flicked an ear back at maia as she suddenly shifted, wondering what had startled the filly, but merely huffed when she realised it was the stallion. she stepped to the side slightly blocking the stallion from maia, and bobbed her head up and down a few times before side stepping into the stallion slightly, sending a few almost playful nips into his neck as she pushed against him, slightly, simply her way of getting his scent onto her without being covered as such. her soft nips turned into a gently nibble before she stepped away from him, forwards, flicking her tail gently across him in a very deliberate action.
rhea flicked her ears to the spotted mare when she stood in front of the stallion, watching her carefully, before approaching, maia glued to her hip the entire time. she approached calmly, and offered a gently mothering nicker, however as she came to the mares side, she pinned her ears and gently made her rank known, by telling the mare to move over. it was a suttle way of telling her who was boss, and unless the mare refused to obey, rhea would never get any more forceful with her. she kept her ears flat until the mare would move, but didn't proceed any further in dominance without giving the mare a chance to respond, instead she lowered her nose to the ground and grazed, but made sure the mare knew she was still being asked to move over.
