The Wild Horses of Utasia

[finoodle]

I can't wait to start <3

[eleutheromania]

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[Essence.]

"And if you're still bleeding you're the lucky one,
because most of our feelings...
they are dead and they are gone."

Name: Beauhemian Rhapsody
Nickname: Rapsody
Age: Three years
Gender: Mare
Band: None
Foals: None
Parents: -
Siblings: -
Personality: Rhapsody appears as a very apathetic mare, and usually speaks with a low, monotonous voice. She has almost completely shut off her feelings as a defense mechanism, as she sees them as a weakness to be manipulated and toyed with. Despite coming off as unfeeling, she tends to easily get attached to others, which can cause her to shut down even more, as she wants to avoid any kind of relationship with others due to past experiences. While she often thinks about making friends and starting a family, her distrust has gotten the better of her and she doesn't think she'd ever be able to allow herself to open up enough for others to actually take any sort of interest in her. To those she has taking a liking to, she can be very protective. Surprisingly, she has a rather strong maternal instinct and quite likes foals.
Other: N/A

"In my crown, I am king,
I love their endless worshipping. I am raw,
a dinosaur, but I will never be extinct.
So don't mess with me.

Name: Prince Royal
Nickname: Prince
Age: Four years
Gender: Stallion
Mares: None
Foals: None
Parents: -
Siblings: -
Personality: Prince's ultimate goal is to be the most successful and famous stallion in Utasia, and he'll do anything to reach that goal. He's arrogant, manipulative, selfish, and lacks any kind of sympathy or compassion for others. To him, mares are only useful for passing on his genes. He puts on a charming facade to lure them in, pretending to genuinely care for their well-being, although this nice persona is only to help him achieve his dreams. He is very observant and is always searching for any weaknesses he can exploit, use to get others to do his bidding. He, however, has a brittle temper and can be especially aggressive towards other stallions.
Other: N/A

[Forms still a WIP.]]

[Tigermay]

(woo, I'll kick it off, no worries if forms aren't quite complete, I'm sure it'll be easy to jump in, and heck feel free to finish them later ;3 (also, beware of typos cx))

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Cities and Chaos
Age: 13 years
Status: Bachelor
Scanning the area from a hill
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Cormac had been prowling this area for about a week, but only now did his hooves dig into the soft earth that piled itself into a decent hill. It would be a fine spot for a herd, so he had been wary to approach this vantage point due to the threat of other stallions. Sure, he would probably be able to chase any other off, but he'd rather not get injured. Besides, now that he had vetted the place, if he found any mares to join him, he could bring them back here.
The buckskin morgan reached the climax of the hill, his head raising sharply so he could drink in the scents carried by the breeze. This spring was very pleasant, and he was planning on it being a very productive spring. Ah, speaking of, it was time to get started on that. With a shake of his head and a sense of pride swelling up, he took up his most majestic pose and let out a trumpet to all nearby mares. Come and get it.

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Silver Devil
Age: 10 years
Status: Lone mare
Visiting the watering hole
Bored
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Dare didn't consider herself new to this land. Sure, she wasn't a native, but she'd been here for years. She'd seen the aftermath, and was one of the new crazy horses to come in while the disaster was still recent history; not that it didn't qualify as that now. As the land rebuilt itself, she'd become familiar with the lay of the land and some of the customs. It really wasn't different, except for its peculiar way of allowing young stallions to get bands of their own.
The grey mare rolled her eyes at that. She didn't mean to be picky, but to have a four year old as her stallion? He'd better be something special. As for why there was all this chatter of bands in her head, well, now that she'd figured out Utasia she figured it was time to look for a stallion. She had just been existing, hanging with other mares to get by. But now, she entered a new phase. The mare lifted her head from the water to smile half-heartedly at the swaying blooms of the small tree trying to take root on the banks of the watering hole. Yes, it was time to keep an eye out for stallions and maybe mess with some of them while she waited for one that showed promise. Seems like a fine idea. Dare mused to herself as she waded into the water, the liquid saturating her coat to a much darker shade. She supposed if there was ever a stallion looking for her, they should start at the water sources, given that she had a particular fondness for playing in all matter of water.

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Horkos
Age: 8 years
Status: Bachelor
Looking for his mare
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Horkos couldn't sit idly by anymore. He was fresh from a different land, walking back into Utasia after a few years of absence. He might not be proud of the actions that led him to abandon his mares, but he was bound and determined to find them. The pearl stallion was open minded though, or easily distracted; depended on how you looked at it. But still, he would probably chase after a pretty face if he ran across one on his search. He wasn't apologetic, his carefree, opportunistic tendencies had matured and changed with him, leaving him impulsive and without anyone. Still, he could change that right? Why wouldn't they want to see him? Rune... Was it love? Maybe; but probably not. The draft lowered his head a tad, his legs speeding up and feathering flying as he extended his trot, looking for any sign of mares -- oh, he meant any sign of Rune.

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Desert Mirage
Age: 6 years
Status: Lone mare
Reminiscing by a new stand of trees
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Sahara was nodding off, teal eyes closed and a hind leg cocked. The pintaloosa mare was leaning lightly against a tree, but wasn't quite asleep. A deep sigh blew her though her nostrils gently, her pink and grey skin trembling as she used the moment to pause and sniff at the real world. Finding nothing really appealing, she went back to her thoughts. This mare had baggage alright: she'd been orphaned, then lost her foal in the disaster and fire, and her first love had left the land and her. Perhaps it's all for the better... She had to have hope, it was the main ting keeping her from just resigning to it all and becoming a lifeless rag doll. There have been horses with worse things done to them, this she knew of all too well. Being a native to the land, she was acquainted with what seemed to be the most popular horror story; Shetan. Heck, her old stallion had been a son of the alleged monster. Storm seemed fine, though his sister'd had something else to say about that...
With a groan, the palomino opened her eyes and leaned off the tree, redistributing her weight and gaining her bearings. No other shapes on the horizon on her first pass over the land. Sure, she was lonely, but she also was independent. She'd been doing ok on her own for the most part, though she had joined up with others in the past. But still, she hadn't been in a real band since Storm's and even that didn't really qualify. As Sahara began to graze, she allowed herself to think less about the past and more about the present. There were new horses flooding Utasia, and it both was exciting and terrifying. As the epitome of an old-blood Utasian, the dame was unsure how to feel about this intrusion.

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Kalila
Age: 5 years
Status: Lone mare
Irked
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Kali was flustered and irritated, only one thing could get her into this state; other mares. An idiot stallion had just chosen some inferior, bumbling, coarse airhead over her! Utterly ridiculous, why did they have to be so irrational? This lad had not been treating her well. What were these stallions thinking? "Nonsense." The red dun snapped in response to her own question, angrily walking in no particular direction. She just had to get away. Away from the most current idiot, away from those other mares below her, away from those unappreciative domestics, that's where she needed to be.
However, with this attitude she wouldn't get anywhere even if she did find someone sensible. Her red coat might as well be a warning sign right now: red hot and ready to burn you, keep your distance. Or it could very well attract attention, which she might not want right now, but she had thanked her coat for its illustrious color before when it had reeled in stallions. They were often just looking for pretty baubles though, and in the end weren't worth her time. None of them are worth my time, the ungrateful snakes!

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Othello's Tempest
Age: 3 years
Status: Bachelor
Frolicking
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Othello wasn't like other stallions for the pure reason that he wasn't really thinking about mares. the young stallion was enjoying himself, kicking up and twisting his rump in the air. He hit the ground running, suddenly switching gears into a full fledged gallop. There wasn't any destination or purpose, he just was excited by the breeze and the spring fever. Who know, that excitement you get when winter is finally over? Well he had that. The young spotted stallion was flying through his meadow, bounding along and flattening his ears as he kicked it into another gear. Less fun and more speed, he just couldn't stop. He felt too alive, he had to go faster and farther... Past the meadow, heading for the burned forest then down to valley. Yeah, it was a long way and he probably couldn't make it, but at this point with what felt like all the energy in the world flowing through his veins, he had to burn it off. Soon enough he did hit the trees, the sooty soil flying in all directions as his flint hooves dug in then dashed off just as quick. Breathing heavy and sweat gleaning his coat, he narrowly missed a tree, taking his careening down a few notches.
Before he knew it, he was down to a canter and presented with a sharp turn. He flung his head and shoved off with his front legs, avoiding a fallen tree. However, his one back leg slipped and he went down. Still, Othello didn't let himself stay down very long at all. He snapped himself up and glanced around to see if anyone had spotted his ridiculous actions. The appaloosa was now covered in sooty soil and realizing how far and hard he'd run. With a grin, he shook his head and chuckled at himself. What to do now? He was completely off course, but that's what made it fun.

[eleutheromania]

Ｓｈａｔｔｅｒｅｄ Ｔｉｔａｎｉｕｍ Tag ;; Meila

The stallion could all but watch as his only daughter located in Utasia grazed on the long grass around them. Shatter was a quiet stallion, though he spoke more to his daughter than any one else in his life time. The roan walked over towards her, knowing she knew his approach and gently nuzzled her. Affection was not something he gave out often, she was an exception, holding a soft spot in his heart. After Corona's disappearance three years when the blizzard swallowed Utasia, he was left the responsibility of caring for her alone, not that he minded. The young mare resembled her mother more than Shatter, possibly leaving other's to think she was his mare. When his affection was returned, he settled for grazing beside her, no words needed to be spoken for them to enjoy the other's company.

Ｍａｈｏｇａｎｙ Ｒｕｎｅ Tag ;; Horkos

Rune trotted along the open land scape in silence, though the only steady sound was her hooves hitting the ground. Her son has left a year ago, she had been left to raise him when she was separated from his father Horkos. With that said, the mare doubted the stallion was even in Utasia, and if he was, there was no guarantee should would be back with him. After all, he had left her mostly along during her pregnancy trying to find more mares. Rune didn't take kindly to being left for a period of time, especially months. The champagne colored mare snorted, ridding herself of the thoughts of her first stallion. She didn't plan on settling down, though she had no where to go, both her parents were dead, she missed them but she couldn't bring them back to life. She had seen one of her brothers around, though she never approached the young stallion. The only good thing that happened in the last three years was the death of Shetan in her mind. Boy, did she buck around like a filly gone wild when she heard that demon of a stallion was gone. This hopefully left Utasia a few happy years before someone started up the terror again, she just hoped she'd be long gone before that started up again, she'd hate to raise her foals in that. She wasn't surprised when her son left. He was the spitting image of Horkos, though lacking the heavy build of her former stallion. His heart was kind and sweet, making her a proud mother. She hadn't been heart broken when he decided to leave though she did miss his rambunctious presence. She wasn't looking where she was going nor did she see the draft build of a familiar stallion not so far off.

Ｄａｒｋ Ｈａｒｍｏｎｙ ＩＩ Tag ;;

A silent old soul made up this mare. Her silence made up for mostly everything. No matter how many times her father shooed her off, well, she only came back because there was nothing of interest for her to begin with. She had ceased much speaking since three years ago, a total of ten words probably spoken in the last three years anyway. Harmony snorted, ignoring the strong scent she gave off, boldly daring any stallion in the area to attempt to keep her. She wouldn't guarantee a permanent stay. She'd bare a foal, then once it was old enough, leave it with the unlucky stallion, she held little interest in being held down but she did take responsibility. So far she had yet to have a foal but the mare was content with doing so if she got some satisfaction out of the process of the stallion trying to keep her. In the near future, she doubted she'd have to foals with the same sire unless on purpose.

Ｄａｒｋｅｎｅｄ Ｓａｌｅｍ Tag ;;

Harmony's presence was growing to become too much of a responsibility for this stallion. He was growing tired of his eldest daughter sticking around. Though he had told her this as politely as possibly, she only kept coming back, leaving him with the responsibility to provide and protect her like a father should. He sighed, growing irritable with each day. His daughter needed to find some foundation outside of her birth herd. She had been attached to Ceto like a leech so when the mare disappeared, Harmony shut down for a while. Only now she acknowledged everything but rarely spoke, though she didn't need words. He glanced towards her, she was simply looking out east again, that distancf look in her eyes, he swore to himself she probably would never settle down, much like her granddam in which she had been named after.

Ｃａｒｍｅｌｌａ Tag ;; Titan

It was warm, Carmella was well into her third year, no longer having that mischievous spunk of her younger self. She had matured, but not by much. Her father had taught her pretty much everything for her to strike out on her own but she couldn't, no matter what she always seemed to migrate back, maybe it was because he was the only horse there for her in her life, she honestly didn't know. She heard him along with saw him approach, she paused chewing on the lush grass for a moment and felt him nuzzle her, only she returned the affection he gave before the duo both grazed, side by side, content. Though she knew her father would probably begin his search to create a herd, if she had been a colt, he would have stuck with her until he found mares and not hesitating to chase her off, he was 'old fashioned' so to speak.

[finoodle]

Athena's Warrior "Athena"}} Tags;; Cities and Chaos
Athena trotted over the hills. Her golden pelt shining in the sun. Her tail and mane swishing in the steady wind that blew. She stopped hearing a triumphant cry. Her ears craning towards the sound she quickly started to trot that way. She remembered why she was here. Why she had to be here. Her father had told her to go, to leave and never come back. Was it because she was unfaithful? It had been one week since she had come to these luscious green hills. She gave a shy call back just enough to let it reach him.


Glory Of The Never Ending Sky "Glory"}} Tags;; Cali
She still clung to her evil foal. She didn't know why. She just wanted to wean another foal and make Cali leave. Maybe this would be the day, or tomorrow she couldn't decide. All she knew is that Kumar was gone. Now she was alone with this devil of a foal. With a harsh whinny she decided that today would be the day. This was over. She nipped at Cali's tail and mane trying to bring the message across.


Cali}} Tags;; Glory
Cali kicked and whinnied she didn't know what her mother was doing. Her sharp teeth was painful and hard. She buck more before finally getting what she was doing. Her own mother was setting her free. She gave one last buck and galloped at top speed. She finally was able to feel freedom, and now she could find a stallion and continue her linage, that was all she needed.

Saphira's Light "Saphira"}} Tags;; N/A
Saphira leaned down to drink the cold water. She lifter her head every so often to look around. Nothing. She hoped a stallion or another mare would come around soon. She lifted her head again and this time cantered up on the nearest hill, giving a whinny to all of the horses around. She gave a tired sigh before standing under the shade of a tree.

Spices Of The Desert "Carmen"}} ;;
n/a will update later lol

Ice Of The Barren Land "Carlo"}} Tags;; Watching Carmella

Carlo had been watching Carmella for two days. His eyes frequently scanning her over and over. He didn't know when he could move in. He watched from the tree line mostly following them when the moved. For now he had not been seen. He hoped he could snake her soon. He saw her father watching her so closely. He gave a low nicker, so only she could hear. If he was seen he would still not stop. He would not stop until she was his.

[eleutheromania]

Ｓｈａｔｔｅｒｅｄ Ｔｉｔａｎｉｕｍ Tag ;;

His daughter seemed attached to his hip, he wished she'd find a stallion on her own but also enjoyed the company of his daughter. He needed to go out and find mares but leaving Meila wasn't an option. He stopped his grazing, watching curiously as the young mare began to move away from him, his gaze also watching his surroundings. He had no reason to fight for her unless she seeked his protection out of fear, in which he'd come running down who ever was causing his daughter fear. He snorted. "Camella, be careful." He said to her, simple enough in his low tone.

Ｍａｈｏｇａｎｙ Ｒｕｎｅ Tag ;; Horkos

Rune trotted along the open land scape in silence, though the only steady sound was her hooves hitting the ground. Her son has left a year ago, she had been left to raise him when she was separated from his father Horkos. With that said, the mare doubted the stallion was even in Utasia, and if he was, there was no guarantee should would be back with him. After all, he had left her mostly along during her pregnancy trying to find more mares. Rune didn't take kindly to being left for a period of time, especially months. The champagne colored mare snorted, ridding herself of the thoughts of her first stallion. She didn't plan on settling down, though she had no where to go, both her parents were dead, she missed them but she couldn't bring them back to life. She had seen one of her brothers around, though she never approached the young stallion. The only good thing that happened in the last three years was the death of Shetan in her mind. Boy, did she buck around like a filly gone wild when she heard that demon of a stallion was gone. This hopefully left Utasia a few happy years before someone started up the terror again, she just hoped she'd be long gone before that started up again, she'd hate to raise her foals in that. She wasn't surprised when her son left. He was the spitting image of Horkos, though lacking the heavy build of her former stallion. His heart was kind and sweet, making her a proud mother. She hadn't been heart broken when he decided to leave though she did miss his rambunctious presence. She wasn't looking where she was going nor did she see the draft build of a familiar stallion not so far off.

Ｄａｒｋ Ｈａｒｍｏｎｙ ＩＩ Tag ;;

A silent old soul made up this mare. Her silence made up for mostly everything. No matter how many times her father shooed her off, well, she only came back because there was nothing of interest for her to begin with. She had ceased much speaking since three years ago, a total of ten words probably spoken in the last three years anyway. Harmony snorted, ignoring the strong scent she gave off, boldly daring any stallion in the area to attempt to keep her. She wouldn't guarantee a permanent stay. She'd bare a foal, then once it was old enough, leave it with the unlucky stallion, she held little interest in being held down but she did take responsibility. So far she had yet to have a foal but the mare was content with doing so if she got some satisfaction out of the process of the stallion trying to keep her. In the near future, she doubted she'd have to foals with the same sire unless on purpose.

Ｄａｒｋｅｎｅｄ Ｓａｌｅｍ Tag ;;

Harmony's presence was growing to become too much of a responsibility for this stallion. He was growing tired of his eldest daughter sticking around. Though he had told her this as politely as possibly, she only kept coming back, leaving him with the responsibility to provide and protect her like a father should. He sighed, growing irritable with each day. His daughter needed to find some foundation outside of her birth herd. She had been attached to Ceto like a leech so when the mare disappeared, Harmony shut down for a while. Only now she acknowledged everything but rarely spoke, though she didn't need words. He glanced towards her, she was simply looking out east again, that distancf look in her eyes, he swore to himself she probably would never settle down, much like her granddam in which she had been named after.

Ｃａｒｍｅｌｌａ Tag ;; Titan, Carlo

Was someone trying to get her attention? Couldn't be. Carmella looked around, searching for the source of the noise that her father seemed not to hear. Her ears flattened against her head, she warily moved towards the sound but not directly. She looked back at her father when he spoke. Be careful. That was hard to do in Utasia. The mare was not one to tease, her tail was firmly clamped and her body language uninviting. The mare only gave Shatter a small smile. "I know. I know." She said huffing as she stopped, tensed and waiting, wondering who exactly was calling.

[vincent,]

Starlit Dream [Star]
ɢeɴder}} Mare
αɢe}} 3
нeιɢнт}} 15.2 hh
вreed}}Mustang
perѕoɴαlιтy}} Sweet Loving Caring
нerιтαɢe}}
ѕιвlιɴɢѕ}} Ocean Blue [Ocean] (might add her in this later)
rαɴĸ}} Lone Mare
нerd}} None Yet
ғoαlѕ}} None Yet
coαт color}} Buckskin
eye color}} Brown
oтнer}} Searching for a lone stallion to form a herd.

ғυll ɴαмe}}Danika
ɢeɴder}} Mare
αɢe}}7
нeιɢнт}}15 hh
вreed}}Mustang
perѕoɴαlιтy}}Sweet Caring & Loving
нerιтαɢe}}
ѕιвlιɴɢѕ}}None
rαɴĸ}}Lone Mare
нerd}}Searching
ғoαlѕ}}None yet
coαт colour}}Piebald
eye colour}} Black
oтнer}}Not Much

[finoodle]

Athena's Warrior "Athena"}} Tags;; Cities and Chaos
Athena trotted over the hills. Her golden pelt shining in the sun. Her tail and mane swishing in the steady wind that blew. She stopped hearing a triumphant cry. Her ears craning towards the sound she quickly started to trot that way. She remembered why she was here. Why she had to be here. Her father had told her to go, to leave and never come back. Was it because she was unfaithful? It had been one week since she had come to these luscious green hills. She gave a shy call back just enough to let it reach him.


Glory Of The Never Ending Sky "Glory"}} Tags;; Cali
She still clung to her evil foal. She didn't know why. She just wanted to wean another foal and make Cali leave. Maybe this would be the day, or tomorrow she couldn't decide. All she knew is that Kumar was gone. Now she was alone with this devil of a foal. With a harsh whinny she decided that today would be the day. This was over. She nipped at Cali's tail and mane trying to bring the message across.


Cali}} Tags;; Glory
Cali kicked and whinnied she didn't know what her mother was doing. Her sharp teeth was painful and hard. She buck more before finally getting what she was doing. Her own mother was setting her free. She gave one last buck and galloped at top speed. She finally was able to feel freedom, and now she could find a stallion and continue her linage, that was all she needed.

Saphira's Light "Saphira"}} Tags;; N/A
Saphira leaned down to drink the cold water. She lifter her head every so often to look around. Nothing. She hoped a stallion or another mare would come around soon. She lifted her head again and this time cantered up on the nearest hill, giving a whinny to all of the horses around. She gave a tired sigh before standing under the shade of a tree.

Spices Of The Desert "Carmen"}} ;;
n/a will update later lol

Ice Of The Barren Land "Carlo"}} Tags;; Watching Carmella

Carlo called out once again. A little louder but still trying not to get too much attention. "I am Carlo, what is you name?" He moved more into view. He looked at the stallion behind her. "If you would please may I come out, and who is he?" He pointed to the stallion. If he was her stallion he would fight for her.

[eleutheromania]

{{ Accepted Horselover. }}

Ｓｈａｔｔｅｒｅｄ Ｔｉｔａｎｉｕｍ Tag ;;

He was rewarded with the simple 'I know' she always gave him. He watched her for a moment longer before his nostrils flared when he caught the strong scents of spring. Carmella wasn't an issue, she could come along with him but he knew he needed to break out and get his herd started up before all the mares were taken, he'd do that once his daughter returned to him after doing whatever she was doing.

Ｍａｈｏｇａｎｙ Ｒｕｎｅ Tag ;; Horkos

Rune trotted along the open land scape in silence, though the only steady sound was her hooves hitting the ground. Her son has left a year ago, she had been left to raise him when she was separated from his father Horkos. With that said, the mare doubted the stallion was even in Utasia, and if he was, there was no guarantee should would be back with him. After all, he had left her mostly along during her pregnancy trying to find more mares. Rune didn't take kindly to being left for a period of time, especially months. The champagne colored mare snorted, ridding herself of the thoughts of her first stallion. She didn't plan on settling down, though she had no where to go, both her parents were dead, she missed them but she couldn't bring them back to life. She had seen one of her brothers around, though she never approached the young stallion. The only good thing that happened in the last three years was the death of Shetan in her mind. Boy, did she buck around like a filly gone wild when she heard that demon of a stallion was gone. This hopefully left Utasia a few happy years before someone started up the terror again, she just hoped she'd be long gone before that started up again, she'd hate to raise her foals in that. She wasn't surprised when her son left. He was the spitting image of Horkos, though lacking the heavy build of her former stallion. His heart was kind and sweet, making her a proud mother. She hadn't been heart broken when he decided to leave though she did miss his rambunctious presence. She wasn't looking where she was going nor did she see the draft build of a familiar stallion not so far off.

Ｄａｒｋ Ｈａｒｍｏｎｙ ＩＩ Tag ;;

A silent old soul made up this mare. Her silence made up for mostly everything. No matter how many times her father shooed her off, well, she only came back because there was nothing of interest for her to begin with. She had ceased much speaking since three years ago, a total of ten words probably spoken in the last three years anyway. Harmony snorted, ignoring the strong scent she gave off, boldly daring any stallion in the area to attempt to keep her. She wouldn't guarantee a permanent stay. She'd bare a foal, then once it was old enough, leave it with the unlucky stallion, she held little interest in being held down but she did take responsibility. So far she had yet to have a foal but the mare was content with doing so if she got some satisfaction out of the process of the stallion trying to keep her. In the near future, she doubted she'd have to foals with the same sire unless on purpose.

Ｄａｒｋｅｎｅｄ Ｓａｌｅｍ Tag ;;

Harmony's presence was growing to become too much of a responsibility for this stallion. He was growing tired of his eldest daughter sticking around. Though he had told her this as politely as possibly, she only kept coming back, leaving him with the responsibility to provide and protect her like a father should. He sighed, growing irritable with each day. His daughter needed to find some foundation outside of her birth herd. She had been attached to Ceto like a leech so when the mare disappeared, Harmony shut down for a while. Only now she acknowledged everything but rarely spoke, though she didn't need words. He glanced towards her, she was simply looking out east again, that distancf look in her eyes, he swore to himself she probably would never settle down, much like her granddam in which she had been named after.

Ｃａｒｍｅｌｌａ Tag ;; Carlo

This was not a mare. At the sight of the stranger, she took a few, well more than a few, steps back, she's warily and ready to bolt back to what she considered safety, her father. She snorted at his introduction and pinned her ears back when he questioned who that stallion was. The only resemblance she held of her father was her build and somewhat lengthy mane and tail, everything else, came from Corona, a mare she knew so little of other then she was her mother. She didn't respond to Carlo at first, not naive enough to trust a new horse. She lacked the social skills of a herd once it grew past her father. "None of your business." She stated rather bluntly in response, a smile forming as she seemed pleased with herself. Though she though herself not naive, she was in every category but trust.