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Nickname;; Pompeii
Age;; six
Gender;; Stallion
Mares;; none
Covered;; zero
Tags;; open
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║╚═════════════╝ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxa fallen empirexxxxx
The day was cold and the air was thin. A rather handsome paint stallion was ruffling his nose in the paddock. unfortunately for this male, he was young, about five or six, which made him cocky in all ways possible. He was arrogant often and a little stubborn, but he had a heart and soul like you'd never believe. A fallen Empire was his name, or Pompeii for short. Pompeii was a lovely bay brown body, with white markings. He had soulful brown eyes, and a willing heart. He was not really looking for mares, he hoped mares were looking for him, mostly because despite his cockiness, he knew it would be wise to stay put. The stallion managed to pull up some roots under the cold still melting snow and munched on the spring grass which had almost finished growing.
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Nickname;; Phoenix
Age;; six
Gender;; Stallion
Mares;; none
Covered;; zero
Tags;; open
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║╚═════════════╝ xxxxxxxxxxxxxfeather of a phoenixxxxx
The bay stallion looked up as he heard the calls of desperate stallions. Indeed this stallion wanted mares, his desperation was not as great as others, however, he did feel the urge to get a herd, have some mares, and being his typical greedy little self, he wanted the biggest herd, he wanted all the mares. And therefore left the bay no choice. His throat vibrated as he released a loud call, calling out and inviting mares. He was not a push over, he would snake his mares if need be, but he did prefer if the mare came to him.
So without further delay, meet Phoenix, a stallion who's heart was cold, his eyes burned with fire and his temptation and aggression was all that came first. His introductions were always delayed, and if they weren't, he cut to the point, introduction and then he would snake. Phoenix didn't waste time winning a mare over, she was either his or she was no ones, by that he means they will be his or they will die. Fair enough, you can't blame him, perhaps a bit over-dramatic, but that's Phoenix. And underneath all this, he was extremely protective, he was brave, bold, and despite his maliciousness, he had a heart, even if it was only shared on the extreme rare occasion.
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Nickname;; Pandora
Age;; one
Gender;; Mare
Stallion;; none
Status;; In heat Stage 1
Tags;; open
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║╚═════════════╝ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxpandora's blessingxxxx
A pretty little bay thoroughbred trotted into the small snowy meadow. She found a small patch of grass after she dug the snow, and she ate that quickly before moving to the stream. As she reached it she snorted softly and lowered her head and took a long wanted drink. A sweet little mare by the name Pandora was in deed searching, well for water, but she was really searching for a stallion. Pandora wasn't really interested much at all, but she was searching, though she made no call outs.
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Nickname;; Obi
Age;; six
Gender;; Mare
Stallion;; none
Status;; In heat Stage 4
Tags;; open
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║╚═════════════╝ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxloves obsessionxxxx
Obi being young, being in stage four, didn't understand the concept of not breeding so early in spring. No, this mare wanted to breed, she wanted to ride the stench which came from under her tail. Trotting around, the arabian mix raised her tail to full extension and danced around like a maniac, a beautiful maniac, with a beautiful gait, but she was going around all over the place, with no direction. Nope, this mare was simply spreading that scent. Picking up a gallop as if racing someone, but she was just racing herself. With ears pinned the mare flared her nostrils and released a loud but soft welcoming whinny as she galloped with her tail flagged up high occasionally swishing it up then slamming it back down before flagging it again.
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Nickname;; Mia
Age;; ten
Gender;; Mare
Stallion;; none
Status;; In heat Stage 3
Tags;; open
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║╚═════════════╝ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxaramiaxxxx
Mia's ears pricked forwards as she heard the rather desperate cries of stallions. Mia smiled softly and let her ears flick back occasionally. Mia personally didn't mind young stallions, wether they were one or 10, she didn't mind, in fact, she liked the young in-experianced ones, they were cute at times, the way they were so cocky and how they behaved. She enjoyed a bit of fun from the colts sometimes, Course, Mia understood she wouldn't last in the herd for long and she'd be taken eventually, but enjoying a friend was always good.
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Nickname;; Adara
Age;; five
Gender;; Mare
Stallion;; none
Status;; In heat Stage 2
Tags;; open
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║╚═════════════╝ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxkindle lightxxxx
The grumpy flaxen anglo arabian mare stood under a tree. She didn't like winter, She didn't like summer, she didn't have much choice in Spring, and she didn't enjoy Autumn. Adara surely was a fussy little mare. And she wasn't just fussy with seasons, she was fussy with what she ate, where she ate, what she drank, where she drank, but mostly, she was fussy about what stallion she had and the five year old mare wasn't about to bounce into the protection of a three year old colt. The mare let her hind leg lift and rest as she stood patiently. Waiting. Waiting for what? she was waiting for a young stallion to pesker, or an older one to torment. Illusion was almost evil in what she did to them.. Oh did she feel sorry for the boys who came to her. Though, when she did finally join them she'd be the most affectionate loving little mare ever. She just liked to have fun before she settled down.