𝑨𝑳𝑫𝑨𝑬𝑹𝑨 - plain old wild horse rp - closed

My gallery · by **lynettetan1** » Sat Oct 10, 2020 5:07 am

Meeting at Sunset
Sun~6 Years Old~ Heat stage 0 (Just birthed)~Lone mare
Mentions: None
Tagged: None (Reserved for Anakin)

Was it the morning? Or in the afternoon? Sun couldn't really tell. It'd been early in the morning when she'd started to birth, the sky having just turned a shade lighter from the midnight darkness. It had been early both in day and season, and Sun had buckled down in a hidden grove of trees to suffer in silence and foreboding.

Though a young mare, she'd had a few foals by now, and knew enough to sense when something was different. The foal hadn't been kicking recently, and her stomach felt terribly heavy, though whether that was real or her imagination due to dread, she wouldn't be able to say.

And sure enough, as she turned to look over now, the tiny body by her own wasn't moving. Slowly rising to her feet, Sun licked at the afterbirth, dimly hoping that something was simply playing a trick on her. Perhaps the foal would move after some stimulation. She was a young, well built mare, after all, sturdy with strong haunches and a solid frame. There was no reason for this.

And yet, it seemed like the world needed no reason.

Her surroundings had long filled with light. The foal was a filly, already smelling of death and blood. Nosing the body into the groove and hoping predators wouldn't find it too soon, Sun lumbered off, grief making her steps heavy. Perhaps she would go to a lake and wash the blood off her body.

Midnight Jewel
Night~2 Years Old~Heat stage 1~Erebus' herd
Mentions: Erebus, Lex
Tagged: Open

Her dad certainly made an impression. Not wanting to ruin the show he was clearly putting on, Night trailed him at a distance, far more interested in the green shoots that were now starting to emerge from the ground once more. It hadn't been too terrible a winter, but Erebus was now left with no mares, a state that he was definitely trying to rectify as soon as possible, and Night didn't really want to get in the way of that.

Oh, but technically, was she supposed to be leaving? As the air warmed, she'd felt the faint tinges of her heat starting, a new phenomenon that left her feeling all sorts of ways. All the same, she was safe with her father, no matter what others said, and she was never really the exploring type. The meadow was full of other horses milling about, and as Night watched, she caught eyes with a white stallion that seemed to be scouring the meadow's occupants as she was. Perking her ears, Night cocked her head, studying the other. His coat was pure white and he was tall, reminding her of the white larks that flew away when it got cold. Would he be as graceful? As she thought, her tail rose a little instinctually, adding to the perfume that saturated the valley like a heady flower.

A short laugh from Erebus made Night snap back into attention, and her tail clamped back into place. He wouldn't kick her out, would he? Casting Erebus a glance, Night assessed him quietly. He could be aggressive if interrupted when thinking something important, and every horse in his herd soon learned to keep their eyes on him all the time, if only to give themselves a warning of what could be in store for the day.

But he didn't seem to be in too terrible a mood, though he seemed very lost in thought. Lithely following after him, Night took a drink, standing by him. If he wanted a conversation, he would start one, but she was also used to entertaining herself if necessary.

Velvet Violence
Vi~11 Years Old~Pregnant~Lone mare
Mentions: Kraken, Asvaldr
Tagged: Open

Oh, this was torture. Grazing atop a mountain on the new buds that had started to sprout in the spring, Vi waddled forward, keeping herself hidden and far from the chaos that was going on in the meadow below. As was customary every spring, the herds had congregated. Stallions and mares postured and interacted, fighting for space and the opportunity to get a drink from the watering hole.

Vi was pretty thirsty herself, but she held no illusions. With all the chaos that was happening, there were bound to be some skilled stallions that would attempt to claim her, pregnancy or not. She was close, and if she had a colt, that would be problematic. With all of that, it was better to go to a tributary further off and get a drink there, even though the water would be muddier.

And so she plodded down away from the meadow, toward the forests below. She'd chosen the mountain for the higher ground and the ability to see who was approaching, but her throat was parched.

The trek down was torturous, as round as she was, and she wasn't in the best of moods as she neared the stream. There were a few young mares near the stream, turning to look at her curiously, but pinned ears and fast steps forward were enough to get them to back away. Good. At least they had their wits about them.

Approaching the stream, Vi was now close enough to hear whispers of conversation from the edges of the meadow, and a loud complaint blared itself through the air. Pinning her ears at the noise, Vi tilted her head so she could see the source. A fiery chestnut stud came into view, looking away and seeming to mutter to a taller dappled companion, and she fought the urge to snort. Young indeed. Even if he hadn't announced his age, his actions would have done it for him. Both had stunning coats, and could probably make an impression if they just kept still and assessed their surroundings, but that might be asking too much of such youngsters.

But they weren't her problem.

Lowering her head down, Vi began to drink heartily. It was unfortunate that she no longer had a stallion to clear the road for her and be an extra pair of eyes, but bemoaning her situation would not improve it. She'd have to find somewhere to hide for the foaling that was imminently approaching, and then figure out where to go from there.

Mountain Blossom
Blossom~4 Years Old~Heat stage 3~ Lone mare
Mentions: None
Tagged: Open

Trotting along an empty plain, spring found Blossom alone. It was a pity, but a mountain lion had attacked her herd near the tail end of winter, splitting them for good. Blossom had believed it had been temporary at first, but when she was unable to retrace her steps after many tries, she'd finally accepted the truth. The split was a decisive one, and would be permanent for at least a while.

The thought was a little sad, but Blossom wasn't really perturbed. How could she be, after all? The sun was warm, the grass was green and she had a full stomach.

Suddenly struck by a vicious joy, Blossom broke into a canter, letting out a loud whinny as her legs pumped steadily below her. Her tail was raised like a flag, spreading her heat scent, but it wasn't really like she cared. Foals weren't really a priority to Blossom at her age more than having fun and just living in the moment, but her heat was a troublesome thing, and if a stallion volunteered to help her scratch that itch, all the better.

Dancing on the Moon
Classic~ 16 years old~ Heat stage 1~Lone mare
Mentions: None
Tagged: Open

Spring was on time this year. Raising her head to the air, Classic let out a low breath, staring at where it would have misted just a few days ago. She would miss the quiet.

The winter had been kind, all things considered. Accidents had caused her to lose her herd, but she'd survived just fine with her knowledge of the land. The fact that she had a naturally shaggy coat helped too, though it would start to come off in bunches in the following weeks.

She'd lost her foal only a few days ago, but Classic wasn't too fazed. She'd had her fair share of stillborns and healthy foals by now, and knew there was no point in blaming anyone-least of all herself. Still, it had been harder and harder to carry foals as the years had gone by, and she'd probably have to start rejecting stallions in 2 years or so. But that was neither here nor there.

Lowering her head, Classic started to graze.

Whiskey Dagger
Whiskey~13 Years Old~Uninjured~Bachelor
Mentions: None
Tagged: None

Grazing in the forest, Whiskey kept his ears about him. He had lost his herd but had survived the winter, and now the sounds of spring were starting to rise through the air. Already he heard loud calls and the sounds of scuffles, and some part of him was raring to go at the sound, afraid that all the mares would be taken by the time he got there.

Still, Whiskey stilled the thought. It was the same every year. Coming out of winter, it was best to focus on gaining back the weight one had lost and getting oneself back into prime form. At his age, there was no need to sneak around and cover mares where he could, which was good. Charming others was never really one of his strong points.

My gallery · by **cheshire.** » Sat Oct 10, 2020 6:15 pm

┏████𝐇𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐊████┓

ten ▸ lusitano ▸ stallion
[ healthy 1oo% ]

████tags: melinda
████mentions: asvaldr, kraken, er-
████ebus

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Hvit wasn't much for the drama of the valley but survival and purpose brought him to where the other horses grazed. In fine health and with a stormy thunderstorm of a coat, Hvitserk skipped the showing off and let his physique do the talking for him. He had a dark mask of a face and his expressions were often hard to read, though by default he was usually nonchalant anyway. With that mood in mind he wandered passively through the lower fields of the valley with his body language making it clear he wasn't interested in being a threat. Hvitserk had travelled a short time ago from a neighboring valley and had spent the following weeks exploring his new prospective territory before really entering the game of gathering mares.
As if to remind him of what he had left behind, Hvit's attention was grabbed by an explosive approach of several horses and amongst them; his son. Ears immediately shot forward and Hvit trotted a few steps to gather a better view. Certain of the identity of the buckskin now, Hvitserk's heart warmed to see his bloodline so healthy and prosperous. Beside Asvaldr he was accompanied by another and Hvit was not surprised to see he'd buddied up with a stallion his age. He would have better chances that way and Hvitserk praised his son's intuition as well as recognised with pride that Asvaldr had managed to travel successfully from the old territory. It had been some time since he had last seen his offspring and while he was pleased to know he was in good health he also chose to stay away for the time being. Hvitserk was not in the mood to deal with boisterous males and could not deny that Asvaldr's matured physique paired with his friend's would make a formidable match should they choose to jostle the older stallion.
Turning decidedly away from them Hvit lowered his head and weaved through taller grass to allow a discreet exit, making sure to avoid the waterhole where a monstrous horse was rumoured to have resided.
Instead he busied himself with the edges of the grazings and didn't even bother to disturb the younger stallions out trying their luck. Hvit preferred survival over proving his worth and on a few stops he engaged in social grooming before finally catching sight of something that really was worth his efforts. Situated alone and sheltered so she was not so easy to spot was a equine that oozed opportunity. Hvitserk could quickly distinguish that this mare was in heat and the tangy aroma excited him enough to start shaking his head with an arched neck to accentuate all his best features. She was tall but young, easy pickings, and Hvitserk gave a whinny in her direction as he broke into an elongated and lazy walk, his language relaxed but flirtatious. Had he been days earlier he might've had to use his wits to charm the mare but her scent pushed his confidence in trying to mount her before courtesies. Her incredibly well built appearance excited Hvit's imagination of offspring produced between them. If Asvaldr was anything to go by, Hvitserk had a pretty tempting CV for a mare's next baby daddy.

┏████𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐒████┓

three ▸ marwari ▸ stallion
[ healthy 1oo% ]

████tags: leviathan
████mentions: asvaldr, kraken, haw-
████ks, wendigo

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Copernicus was a nightmare of a horse to be around when he was in a bad mood. A natural pessimist, though he will argue the correct term as 'realist', leaves him quick to give up and reluctant to start. Walking beside his companion, Nikki scowled at the frolicking of two older bachelors though chose to stop not too far from them. While other bachelors were essentially the competition, they were also the only other neutral party in this vicious cycle Nikki found himself subject to. Band stallions would chase the fresh colt from their lands and a mare was a walking brawl magnet. So caught he was in his internalising, he didn't realise he hadn't told Leviathan to stop like he had. "Levi!" Nikki whinnied to his friend a few paces ahead, gesturing to the shade of a tree so that they may rest for a bit.
Leviathan was the polar opposite of Copernicus and together they seemed to make a pretty functional pair with their gold and black pinto coats creating quite the spectacle. Normally Nikki would be glowing in superiority-complex at this but a quick glance at the crowded land awoke him to the realisation this year's pickings were all rather good-looking. Many of the horses had coats of notable orientation and Copernicus wondered how many came from different lands and gene pools. What distinguished the tall horse were his inwards ears, announcing his deviated breed. Despite this uniqueness, Copernicus was wary of strangers as he had been the subject of curses and labeled a devil for his appearance prior. Feeling hot and bothered he turned to rub his sweaty forehead against Leviathan's belly to get an itch out before turning his head back towards the two older bachelors. "Do you think we should speak to them, Levi?" he mused out loud to his friend, "There are a lot of bachelors around, I'm not liking our chances on our own."
As if to taunt his lack of luck in life, Copernicus landed his eyes on two mares that made his top lip quiver. Just like himself and Levi these two were a gold and black duo and Nikki nudged Levi's head in their direction so that he could catch sight. They were too far for him to smell but even if he did have more information about them, Copernicus knew it would be a death wish charging towards them with so many other males around. He glanced a last time at Kraken and Asvaldr, brain tinkering away rapidly. They could easily go after the mares on their lonesome but should they encounter a larger stallion or a knowing mare... surely perhaps then they might allow Copernicus and Leviathan to approach? He darted his eyes from mares to bachelors to Levi, giving his friend a look that told the palomino pinto Nikki was trying to come up with a plan.

┏█████𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍█████┓

ten ▸ lippizaner x ▸ stallion
[ emp positive ]

████tags: lex, sun
████mentions: erebus, night

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The stallion lay folded in long and yellowing grass like a fawn in hidden slumber while it's mother grazed nearby. Only in this case the mother doe was Anakin's older brother Lexington. His ears faced outwards on either side and his flank rose and fell steadily while eyelids fluttered sensitively under the unforgiving sun. While he had been sleeping for some time now, the soft vibrations of his brothers familiar trot could be felt under his body and it stirred the stallion from his snooze. Anakin was reluctant to stand and leave the shade of the grass but you could say his survival sometimes relied on the whereabouts of his brother. Stretching out legs previously folded under him, Anakin began the unsteady hoist of getting to his feet. A slight bias towards the right side in terms of balance meant Anakin could stand only after jerky and quick maneuvers or he was prone to crumbling again. Throwing his head up to help with momentum, Anakin managed to awkwardly gather his legs under him in some formation similar to standing. If Lex was the lark then what on earth was Anakin.
Once in a position to catch the breeze, Anakin froze to see in the distance and hulking black figure approach with purpose. He didn't like to risk any sort of dangers and so the entrance of Erebus was enough to tell Anakin it was time to leave. He flared his nostrils to catch Lex's scent but sneezed and shook his face when only the stench of death and violence reached his nose. Was that the black stallion? While Anakin could be called superstitious, he reasoned that no such monster of decay and anger existed and turned his attention briefly from Erebus and his brother to locate where exactly the fresh blood was coming from. Moving with heavy, almost careless footfalls, was a mare. Appearing from the tree-line where Anakin presumed she had given birth, was a pitiful sight of a horse and it took little more than sight and smell for Anakin to piece together what had happened to this unfortunate mother. She seemed unaware of his presence and Anakin recalled he had been camouflaged only moments earlier during his nap. Nickering now to catch her attention, Anakin lined her direction of walking up with the great black stallion which also seemed to be bee-lining the water. "There is a strong presence over that way..." he began to warn but Anakin's mouth went dry before he could tell her she would likely be interrupted if she continued over.
He, himself, wanted to get going but now that Erebus was closer, Anakin could see he was accompanied by a beautiful black filly and he didn't need to even look towards his brother to know Lex was drooling all over her. Worry struck his heart for he knew Lex lacked the forethought to realise her daddy was not a friendly man. He needed to get to Lexington before the white doofus hurt himself. Just as Anakin turned towards the very direction he had been warning Sun of, his balance wavered and the horse caught himself clumsily before a total fall. His embarrassment was hidden under a jaded expression as Anakin cursed his weakness in front of such a pretty mare. He then cursed himself for thinking her pretty when she was in a state like this. Dang it, he thought, shooting her an apologetic glance.
"I have to find Lex," was all he could managed to blurt out, completely tongue tied around Sun. Wanting to blink into another realm, Anakin whinnied abruptly, the tone carrying panic as he called for his sibling.

┏-████𝐄𝐔𝐑𝐘𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐄████┓

five ▸ quarter horse ▸ mare
[ heat cycle 66% complete ]

████tags: nahiri
████mentions: erebus, night

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Eurydice grazed quietly by the waterhole, tail whisking idly as though to refresh her calling for relief. Now that her cycle was progressing into later stages she had become more sociable and lingered at the drinking source for a likelier chance of running into suitors. Hospitable as she was, she had ended up with the company of Nahiri, a mare only a year her senior but in her eyes, far younger. Eury munched thoughtfully as she watched Nahiri prance around with vigour, showing off her pretty coat and paces. A quarter horse herself it meant she liked to save her speed for when it was needed and beside a mare like Nahiri, Eury felt a bit clumsy and sheepish should she try to match her friend.
Luckily for her she was saved by the bell as the entrance of a large black stallion halted Nahiri from her playing and caught the attention of all around. At his side was a black filly who made it clear she had relation to him by a simple glance. Without really knowing why, Eurydice's fur stood on end now that Erebus had come into view. Her breath had hitched without permission and Eury have a loud snorting exhale before breaking into a choppy trot to Nahiri's side. Before she had a chance to speak, Nahiri did the talking for her, though what she said was the opposite of what Eury would've suggested. Uncertain of the source of Nahiri's unease, Eury gave a stamp of her hoof, reluctant to leave the waterhole and the sight of the wondrous stallion.

┏████𝐘𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑████┓

thirteen ▸ k. mustang ▸ mare
[ heat cycle 43% complete ]

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It wasn't an uncommon sight to see the silver grulla on her own but it was a 50/50 chance on whether this was an intention of hers or not. With a hostile first impression, Yennifer was formidable even for some stallions and grooves of calloused and scarred skin showed she was not unfamiliar with conflict. She had been chased from the herd she had been following some weeks back, the stallion snaking her away after the umpteenth time of Yen dealing too-hard a blow to a younger mare. Now she waited patiently while her scent progressed, trusting it to bring in an array of new stallions to choose from. Yen cared little for the herd life but it was certainly easier than being alone when winter rolled by.
Ripping some grass from the roots, Yen lifted her head to gaze around her immediate area. After seeing nothing of interest she flared her nostrils and mid bite proceeded to release a sweet and beckoning whinny. The sound betrayed Yen's true gritty nature but she wasn't untamable, it just took a strong hand to temper this true wildling.

┏█████𝐍𝐀𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐈█████┓

six ▸ morgan x asb ▸ mare
[ heat cycle 54% complete ]

████tags: eurydice
████mentions: erebus, night

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Nahiri was undisturbed by the other horses that started to pour into her home land. She was an amicable horse and just old enough to be so as well as have standards. She had spent the days chasing off courageous colts that foolishly tried to vie for her too early in her cycle. She refused to give in to someone incapable of captivating her heart and so made a game out of rushing the naive males. Prancing about with boundless energy she eyed fellow mares with egotistical indignance, including her companion by the waterside. Eurydice was docile and sweet, always trying to chit chat to get to know Nahiri. To the older mare, it was obnoxious and Nahiri wasn't so quick to open herself to stranger mares she found wandering in muddy puddles. Shaking her thoughts free of her plain friend she caught sight of Erebus as he rounded a hill. Large and impressive as he was, Nahiri felt her blood chill. It was unlike her to wish away a potential game of cat and mouse but for some reason she found herself hoping he wasn't thirsty and hoping to quench himself.
To Nahiri's sixth sense's dismay it appeared he was and the moment he turned to come down towards the water, Nahiri pivoted to retreat to Eurydice's side. It was instinctive for horses to rely on each other in moments of danger though Nahiri didn't know why this horse had her fleeing. She need not run far as Eury had done the same as her and approached quickly, the older mare nuzzling her in greeting. "I think we should go, he seems like he wants no disturbance," she uttered. While he was accompanied by a filly, Nahiri could feel the weight of his dominant presence and did not wish to run into him. Surprisingly she caught Eury looking towards the great black beast still, and with a look she had not seen on the smaller palomino. Did she want to stay? Surely not.

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twelve ▸ black forest ▸ mare
[ heat cycle o7% complete ]

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--reserved for after desi finds keto-

My gallery · by **Blumenkranz** » Sun Oct 11, 2020 5:02 am

Titan//12 years//Mustang//Bachelor//Tags: Open

Leviathan [Levi]//3 years//Paint x TB//Bachelor//Tags: Nikki, Asvaldr, Kraken, Hawks, Wendigo

"I think we should go say hi to them!"

"I mean, it can't hurt to try. I think we'd be better off if we had a bigger group. And if they say no, it's no big deal, we've been doing fine on our own so far."

Shiva//10 years//Appaloosa//Lone Mare//Tags: Open, Erebus mentioned

Lucia//5 years//Quarter Horse//Lone Mare//Tags: Open

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My gallery · by **KestrelTheFirecat** » Sun Oct 11, 2020 7:35 pm

Captian|| coverings -0|| Fresian||Stallion|| tags open

The handsome black stallion holds his head up high and whinnied at the top of his lungs. He takes off running through the meadow and into a lush forest where he slows and admires the lush foliage.

Coal|| coverings -0|| Gypsy vanner|| yearling|| tags opn

The blue roan foal runs with his whole might. He throughs his head back and whinnies a loud trumpiting neigh. He takes off to find an colt to play with.

Masquerade (Mask)||heat-0|| Fresian||mare||tags dal and echo

the black mare looks at her fillies and says to them "Now little one be on youhr best behavior" she toses her mane and starts to grze the lush fully grass. She looks at her two foals playing and smiles and goses back to eating the grass.

Echo||Heat-0|| fresian/apoolosa||11 months|| filly||tags dal and Mask

the young filly runs after her sister and whinnies with joy as she and dal run around the meadow under their watchfull mothers gaze.

Dalmatian (Dal)|| Heat -0|| Fresian/apoolosa||4 weeks|| filly|| tags mother and echo

the two month old lepoard appolsa foal smiles and chasss he sister aournd the medow. she whinnies with glee and says "i'm so exited to run! Arent you Echo?" the young filly swishes her tail with pleasure.

My gallery · by **grapejuice** » Mon Oct 12, 2020 9:10 pm

► Lexington ◄
Lexi || Stallion || 11 || Bachelor || Covered - 0 || Feeling: proud & "hungry"|| Tags; Anakin, Sun || Mentions: Night

Let's be honest, Lexington lacks a lot more than forethought. He lacks in common sense, ability to read social cues, and also may have missed the seminar on how to actually get girls. He's best described as ditsy and a wee bit socially inept. But what he lacks in all these [rather important] areas, he makes up for in looks, muscle, and loyalty. And that's gotta count for something, right? At the moment, his eyes were locked onto a pretty mare, dark as night and oh so lithe and lean. He'd nearly begun to drool at the mere sight of her, and his head was now full of nothing except wanting to hear her say his name and belong solely to him.

Had he forgotten about the dark figure that had just flew past him not even five minutes ago? Honestly, yeah. Lexington isn't really the type to take things into consideration until it's a little too late. His legs were already moving, eyes locked onto Night, fully prepared to jump in and sweep her off her hooves before some other bumbling idiot could. But of course, Anakin just had to have his attention at that exact moment. Lex snapped out of his daze, and with a groan and an eye roll, turned and began walking towards his brother. "Why is it every time I want to have some fun, you interrupt me? You know I love you and I get it, bros before--" Before anything too stupid and vulgar could escape his mouth, his eyes went wide.

What a proud moment this was. His brother was actually talking to a girl? Instead of acknowledging the panicked cry Anakin let out, Lex nickered and bobbed his head in approval. "Heck yeah lil bro, get some!" Well, you certainly have to appreciate how... supportive he is. Having forgotten about Night for the moment, Lex turned his body completely towards his brother and the mare, attention temporarily focused on them. "Welcome to the family, baby! Name's Lexington, but you can call me Lex. I've always wanted a little sister, super stoked to have you here." Had he noticed that she probably wasn't in the mood to be dealing with him and his dumb-jockness right now? "Don't go breaking his heart, okay? My little brother may be hot, but between you and me, he can be a little sensitive sometimes," the stallion winked at the pair, before returning his attention to Night. "Have fun you two, Lexi's feeling bit hungry." And hopefully this time, there would be no interruptions.

► Hawks ◄
Hawks || Mare || 7 || Lone Mare || Heat Stage 2 || Feeling: curious || Tags; Wendigo, Levi, Nikki

Hawks was definitely a one-tracked mind individual. While she was fully aware of all the equines around them, her legs were itching to get going. She wanted to run, kick up her heels and feel the soft grass beneath her hooves. But she knew Wendigo was getting tired of her shenanigans, and likely wouldn't be doing anymore running for the time being. With a sigh of disappointment, the mare absentmindedly flicked her tail, allowing her perfume to travel to unsuspecting bystanders. When Wendigo spoke, it took a moment for the words to register in Hawks' head. Then her gaze traveled to a nearby swarm of bachelors, and her eyes locked onto a golden stallion and black pinto pairing.

"I don't think they're gonna do anything, Wendi. And anyways, they look a bit young." The palomino mare was quick to shrug off any worries and concerns her friend had expressed, her attention still focused on her desire to run. She yelped when Wendigo nipped her, and flattened her ears at the darker mare. "Gosh, you're so mean to me, Wendi." She spoke in a mocking tone, sure to only upset her counterpart further. Now would be a good time for someone to jump in, before Wendigo could kick her butt.

► Wendigo ◄
Wendi || Mare || 10 || Lone Mare || Heat Stage 1 || Feeling: irritable || Tags; Hawks, Levi, Nikki

Unlike her younger counterpart, Wendigo was an observational mare. She paid attention to her surroundings, the individuals nearest to her, and despite her Thoroughbred blood, didn't feel the need to run around like a chicken with its' head cut off... not to be petty or anything. In the midst of her observations, Wendigo's gaze fell onto a group of bachelors not too far off from them.

Two were standing under a tree, seemingly minding their own business and chatting among themselves. The other two were a golden splashed stallion and a black and white paint with devilish ears; they seemed to be eyeing herself and Hawks. "Heads up, looks like these guys are watching us." While she wasn't entirely worried, she wasn't happy with the fact that she was in heat, and her perfume would no doubt attract attention from some undesirable characters. Plus, being in the early stages still, she was feeling uncomfortable and moody. Upon hearing Hawks' response, Wendigo felt a sting of irritation, and turned to land a solid nip onto the younger mare's shoulder. "My name is Wendigo, you insufferable little brat." If someone didn't step in soon, their bickering would quickly turn sour, and much messier than necessary.

My gallery · by **lynettetan1** » Mon Oct 12, 2020 11:39 pm

Meeting at Sunset
Sun~6 Years Old~ Heat stage 0 (Just birthed)~Lone mare
Mentions: Anakin, Lex, Erebus, Night
Tagged: Anakin

A nicker broke the silence that her mind had been in, and awoken from her trance, Sun raised her head. A completely white stallion stood before her, his frame strangely still, looking at her but not moving towards her. He was speaking of a strong presence over where she was heading, but before she could turn to look, he seemed to pause, his expression changing to one of fear and foreboding.

Before Sun could help herself, she found herself following his gaze to see a large black stallion. Even from a distance, his attitude seemed to radiate from his muscled physique, and even at a glance, Sun could tell that it was a stallion that probably wouldn't listen to her want to be alone, let alone respect it.

Though... couldn't that be said for every stallion? Still, the one that had spoken to her had seemed different, calling to her only to warn her of the danger that he thought was arising from her own goals. Looking back towards the stallion in question, Sun saw him teetering dangerously, only to catch himself as he stumbled, narrowly saving himself from falling over his feet. Had he tripped over anything?

Sun stepped forward in concern, a quiet nicker rising from her. He looked at her, apologetic, before speaking once more. Lex? Was that a traveling companion of his? Looking back towards the valley, Sun caught sight of another stallion that was white as could be, looking so similar to him that they must have been related. Perhaps a brother, then?

The stallion before her whinnied, the tone desperate and panicked, though he made no move to go closer. Was he afraid to go near the black stallion? Couldn't his brother-he looked just as old, if not slightly older, and relatively muscled- take care of himself? With the level of his panic and the way he looked about frantically, however, Sun thought that wasn't the case. He said he wanted to find Lex, so he probably wanted to go to him to provide support, the way bachelors usually snapped together at a bigger stallion.

The other stallion was fast approaching a young mare, but turned around at the sound, affirming Sun's theory that they were a pair-and a closely bonded one, to listen to each other so quickly. But that was good, he was already turning, and they could hightail themselves out of the danger the one before her had kindly taken the time to warn her of. He was approaching, and Sun was already taking a step back, but... what?

For a second, Sun cocked her head. Perhaps if she shook herself hard enough, the words would make sense in her mind. A little sister? Breaking his heart? When the meaning clicked into place with a startling clarity, Sun let out a quick snort of astonishment, offence and embarrassment clashing against each other within her wide chest, barely numbed by a cloak of numbing surprise. What situation did this stallion-Lex, was it?- think he was in? Did he not see the hulking large stallion? Surely he didn't think he could take someone like that. The questions from before surfaced once more, now answered in a way she didn't think possible. No, Lex did not seem to be able to care for himself, as common sense had apparently deserted him completely. The urgency his brother showed now made a great deal more sense, and Sun found herself appreciating the forethought he seemed to have. Why not get to him, then?

Sun remembered the clumsiness, the way he didn't seem to move unless absolutely necessary. Perhaps then, a condition of some sort? Whilst Sun wasn't against helping others if the situation called for it every now and then, she didn't fashion herself a saviour, and she did not extend herself every time she saw another needing help. Helping a stallion find yet another stallion, and helping him go into the fray where another menacing stallion very obviously stood was very much not something she usually would do. She had enough trouble without dabbling in stallions and their needs to fight amongst each other.

However, the utter desperation in his tone and his attempt to help her just before had made an impression, and perhaps the death she'd had to suffer through had left her with a greater appreciation for those who were still alive. She didn't need to see more violence quite so soon.

So against her better judgement, Sun felt herself moving even closer, turning to look at the valley as she spoke. "I can take you to him, if that's what you want to do." She didn't think it would help the situation, but Sun kept that part to herself. If it did escalate to a confrontation, she could run then. He seemed worried enough. "You can lean on me, where do you need the extra support?"

As she said so, Sun paused, remembering the blood on her haunches and why she was heading to the lake in the first place. As white as his coat was, it was kind of a shame. And what if she'd simply read him wrong and he'd just tripped before and now simply wanted to call his brother over instead of going to him-as was the smart choice in this situation? "I mean... if you don't mind."

Midnight Jewel
Night~2 Years Old~Heat stage 1~Erebus' herd
Mentions: Erebus, Lex
Tagged: Lex

As she quenched her thirst, Night couldn't help but feel like she had eyes on her. Perhaps that was something to be expected, what with where Erebus had decided he wanted to go. She wished she had his confidence, the way he was able to wield his physique and brilliant coat around him like a shining jewel and command the respect he wished for. When Erebus wished for the world, he got it. But Night? She whispered her wishes hesitantly upon shooting stars, unable to take the heartbreak if they didn't come true, yet unsure for what she would do if they were realised. Erebus had certainly raised her well-she was healthy and vibrant, a completely unscarred coat of pure obsidian and dark eyes set in a powerful, wide frame but with no real impetus to use any of it.

And so, when she looked up to find the white stallion before looking straight at her, Night suddenly felt as if her throat was terribly dry, even though she'd just drank her fill. The way he was looking at her was startling, direct and possessive and full of unknown intent, and though Night's ears flicked rapidly in indecision, she could not bring herself to tear her eyes away. It was as if her muscles had all seized, turned to liquid under the forthright nature of his eyes, and there was a fire surging through her stomach that roared through every cell in her body, making her twitch and feel as if she was about to burst into action, but whether to move forward or run away, Night couldn't be able to tell.

The game of flirtation, manipulation or even strength were actions she viewed from faraway, but were not games she knew how to play. The language she'd viewed her life had been one of violence and dominance and of orders being quietly followed to gain respect. Technically, she supposed she knew what she was about to do, but now that it had come to be her turn, she could barely bring herself to the table, let alone roll the dice. The energy in her rose and spluttered rapidly, and when he seemed to turn around, the release of his attention seemed to finally make the decision for her. Stumbling backward, Night's wide hooves sank a little in the mud as she backed up quickly, only to essentially knock her entire rump into her father's haunches in a haste to scramble to him for safety and direction.

In that second, the thought of the game before was gone, only replaced by fear. Immediately swivelling round to face him, Night lowered her head, clacking her teeth apologetically. Trying to put his best hoof forward as he was, he certainly wouldn't be very forgiving to the interruption, and Night backed away once more, very pointedly looking toward the white stallion from before as a meaning of apology for how tongue tied she was, which was a mistake.

Whilst he had been distracted moments before, that was not the case now. He was moving toward her once more, and Night didn't quite know where to put his attention, or how to react. How was someone supposed to deal with this? Her head shooting up high with ears perked, Night let out a short snort as she pranced slightly side to side, trying to give all the energy she felt an outlet as it boiled over. Shaking her mane out, Night bobbed her head, before stretching her nose out with a soft nicker releasing itself from the stranglehold lock of her throat. Oh, what exactly was she supposed to do now?

Velvet Violence
Vi~11 Years Old~Pregnant~Lone mare
Mentions: Kraken, Asvaldr
Tagged: Open

Oh, this was torture. Grazing atop a mountain on the new buds that had started to sprout in the spring, Vi waddled forward, keeping herself hidden and far from the chaos that was going on in the meadow below. As was customary every spring, the herds had congregated. Stallions and mares postured and interacted, fighting for space and the opportunity to get a drink from the watering hole.

Vi was pretty thirsty herself, but she held no illusions. With all the chaos that was happening, there were bound to be some skilled stallions that would attempt to claim her, pregnancy or not. She was close, and if she had a colt, that would be problematic. With all of that, it was better to go to a tributary further off and get a drink there, even though the water would be muddier.

And so she plodded down away from the meadow, toward the forests below. She'd chosen the mountain for the higher ground and the ability to see who was approaching, but her throat was parched.

The trek down was torturous, as round as she was, and she wasn't in the best of moods as she neared the stream. There were a few young mares near the stream, turning to look at her curiously, but pinned ears and fast steps forward were enough to get them to back away. Good. At least they had their wits about them.

Approaching the stream, Vi was now close enough to hear whispers of conversation from the edges of the meadow, and a loud complaint blared itself through the air. Pinning her ears at the noise, Vi tilted her head so she could see the source. A fiery chestnut stud came into view, looking away and seeming to mutter to a taller dappled companion, and she fought the urge to snort. Young indeed. Even if he hadn't announced his age, his actions would have done it for him. Both had stunning coats, and could probably make an impression if they just kept still and assessed their surroundings, but that might be asking too much of such youngsters.

But they weren't her problem.

Lowering her head down, Vi began to drink heartily. It was unfortunate that she no longer had a stallion to clear the road for her and be an extra pair of eyes, but bemoaning her situation would not improve it. She'd have to find somewhere to hide for the foaling that was imminently approaching, and then figure out where to go from there.

Mountain Blossom
Blossom~4 Years Old~Heat stage 3~ Lone mare
Mentions: None
Tagged: Open

Trotting along an empty plain, spring found Blossom alone. It was a pity, but a mountain lion had attacked her herd near the tail end of winter, splitting them for good. Blossom had believed it had been temporary at first, but when she was unable to retrace her steps after many tries, she'd finally accepted the truth. The split was a decisive one, and would be permanent for at least a while.

The thought was a little sad, but Blossom wasn't really perturbed. How could she be, after all? The sun was warm, the grass was green and she had a full stomach.

Suddenly struck by a vicious joy, Blossom broke into a canter, letting out a loud whinny as her legs pumped steadily below her. Her tail was raised like a flag, spreading her heat scent, but it wasn't really like she cared. Foals weren't really a priority to Blossom at her age more than having fun and just living in the moment, but her heat was a troublesome thing, and if a stallion volunteered to help her scratch that itch, all the better.

Dancing on the Moon
Classic~ 16 years old~ Heat stage 1~Lone mare
Mentions: None
Tagged: Open

Spring was on time this year. Raising her head to the air, Classic let out a low breath, staring at where it would have misted just a few days ago. She would miss the quiet.

The winter had been kind, all things considered. Accidents had caused her to lose her herd, but she'd survived just fine with her knowledge of the land. The fact that she had a naturally shaggy coat helped too, though it would start to come off in bunches in the following weeks.

She'd lost her foal only a few days ago, but Classic wasn't too fazed. She'd had her fair share of stillborns and healthy foals by now, and knew there was no point in blaming anyone-least of all herself. Still, it had been harder and harder to carry foals as the years had gone by, and she'd probably have to start rejecting stallions in 2 years or so. But that was neither here nor there.

Lowering her head, Classic started to graze.

Whiskey Dagger
Whiskey~13 Years Old~Uninjured~Bachelor
Mentions: Mask, Echo and Dal
Tagged: Mask, Echo and Dal

As Whiskey grazed, the sounds of whinnies entered the air from the forest further away. Ears perking in curiosity, Whiskey shifted toward the sound. Was it a small herd?

As the shrubbery cleared before him, he came across the sight of a young black mare, grazing with 2 smaller dark coated fillies by her side. The two youngsters were running and playing, and the sight brought a smile to his features.

Was it a herd mare gone off to birth? But the youngest seemed a few months old, and the other was a yearling, which she probably would have left with her herd if she'd had one. Perhaps she'd been separated from her herd, then.

Stepping closer, Whiskey let out a soft nicker, not wanting to startle the other as he approached.

My gallery · by **KestrelTheFirecat** » Tue Oct 13, 2020 4:51 am

Captian|| coverings -0|| Fresian||Stallion|| tags open

The handsome black stallion holds his head up high and whinnied at the top of his lungs. He takes off running through the meadow and into a lush forest where he slows and admires the lush foliage. Captain looks a round and smiles as he sees the season to come to life.

Coal|| coverings -0|| Gypsy vanner|| yearling|| tags opn

The blue roan foal runs with his whole might. He throughs his head back and whinnies a loud trumpiting neigh. He takes off to find an colt to play with. Coal looks around and wags his small tail

Masquerade (Mask)||heat-0|| Fresian||mare||tags dal, echo and whiskey

the black mare looks at her fillies and says to the stallion hello she flips her mane. She looks over at her foal and says “don’t be to rowdy!” she looks at the stallion. She swishes her tail a nod watches her foals carefully

Echo||Heat-0|| fresian/apoolosa||11 months|| filly||tags dal and Mask

the young filly runs after her sister and whinnies with joy as she and dal run around the meadow under their watchfull mothers gaze. Echo looks around to see a stallion she trots over and whinnies in greeting.

Dalmatian (Dal)|| Heat -0|| Fresian/apoolosa||4 weeks|| filly|| tags mother and echo

the two month old lepoard appolsa foal smiles and chasss he sister aournd the medow. she whinnies with glee and says “what are you doing?”the young filly swishes her tail with pleasure. As she looks at her sister she ess her by a towering stallion.

My gallery · by **azhefa.** » Tue Oct 13, 2020 5:34 am

╔══╣𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐒╠══╗

no nick ● 14 years ● bachelor
friesian/percheron ● black
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0 coverings
lead ● mare
mare ● mare
mare ● mare
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location; waterhole
mentions; lexi
tags; night, desi/wolfie
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if he was being honest with himself, he completely forgot that his daughter was still with him. the young filly was grown enough to leave for her own herd, but she was weak-minded and sought his strength. besides, it's not like he was going to allow just any stallion to take her, her genetics are simply too prized to be muddled with a inferior stallion's lineage.

night's sudden bump from behind makes erebus snort angrily and twist around out of reflex to snap at whatever it was that ran into him. luckily for her, his teeth don't make contact and only snap close to her side. the stallion snorts again upon seeing that it was only his daughter and flattens his ears at her, though is placated by her submissive and apologetic teeth clacking. his dark gaze watches his grown foal before taking her pointed looks and looking towards the white bachelor that was nearby.

he had heard the desperate cries of another white stallion, as if calling for their dam in a panic, and it makes erebus chuckle darkly. such a weak stallion would be a very easy opponent, if they succeed in gaining any mares then they would be easy pickings for the black stud. it seems the two white stallions were related, perhaps brothers, and the weaker one was very dependent on the other. how pathetic.

erebus turns his body as lexington once again looks to night. his large frame comes around and blocks that of his daughter's slightly smaller physique from the bachelor's gaze. his coal black eyes almost match that of his pitch black coat and they burn with a hellish fury. erebus watches lexington for a moment before half rearing and then slamming his fore-hooves onto the ground with an angry squeal. a very clear warning to the bachelor to leave his daughter alone or else suffer some rather brutal consequences. he moves forward a few paces menacingly, his chin tucked against his chest in a mock challenging manner before striking the ground once more. his display makes it clear that his daughter was off limits.

now that he was rather jazzed from his posturing, erebus feels the need to act upon it. the burning desire for a herd was strong so he scans the area and picks out a mare to claim. only one was closest to him, the others were farther away and would require more energy. a bay mare with a little foal. at the back of his mind he silently hope it's a filly since it would be a two-for-one deal once she grows up. if it was a colt, things will have to take a far darker turn.

erebus snorts a bit to night to let her know to stay there before heading off to gather up the bay mare and her foal. the stallion tosses his head as he gets closer to the mare. his hopes of a filly dashed as he sees the foal was a colt. so much for having an extra mare once matured. with an annoyed shake of his head, erebus canters over to desi and her foal and drops his head into a snaking position which helps him drive the mare and foal back towards where he had left night. his instincts scream at him to take out the colt, to get rid of the offending bundle of genetics. if this colt is left to grow and mature, he will spread his inferior genes which will rival and challenge that of his own more prized genetics.

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╔══╣𝐀𝐒𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐑╠══╗

no nick ● 5 years ● bachelor
lusitano/wb ● sooty dun
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0 coverings
lead ● mare
mare ● mare
mare ● mare
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location; valley
mentions; lexi/anakin, erebus,
levi/nikki
tags; kraken, blossom
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the sooty stallion idly grazes, but looks up when his companion pips up suddenly. he chuckles a little at kraken's outburst and the passing mare's reactions to it. asvaldr shakes his head at his friend and flicks his tail a bit. "relax, the season's only just started and there's plenty of mares running around for us to get." though he seems relaxed and at ease, he was really just as anxious about wither or not they will be able to get mares this year. most stallions don't try for a herd until the age of six, but two heads were better than one. or so they say.

some activity off to the left of them draws his attention and it seems two other, much older, bachelors were too close to a dark stallion who was reacting rather aggressively. asvaldr keeps note of this dark stallion, he was one to avoid for sure. he also makes note of the two white bachelors that were being told off by the other stud. they were older than himself and kraken by at least double so there's no chance of a partnership there. off to the other side though, were two painted bachelors who were both younger than himself and kraken and seemed to be looking their direction so there was a possibility of a friendship with them instead. he looks to his partner and motions towards the two painted bachelors. "those two seem to be looking this way, perhaps they want to join up? four is better than two, you know."

his attention was quickly snatched away by a scent on the breeze. a mare in heat, then again just about every mare in the valley was in heat. but this one was fresh and sweet and drew him like a bee to a flower. the sooty stallion trots away from kraken and the conversation they had just been having, unable to ignore the pull. he sniffs the air and then spots the chestnut mare not too far away. she was a pretty little thing with a red coat and a white face. she was quite smaller than himself, but surely they would still be compatible right? guess he'll just have to try. asvaldr shakes out his mane and tries his best confident trot, wanting to show off to the mare, but once he gets a few paces away from her, he trips over his own feet and falls flat on his face. he comes up sputtering and shakes himself off, now very embarrassed for his clumsiness. "uhhh, hello..." hopefully she doesn't find him horribly disinteresting after his failure to even trot properly. he figures it could have gone much worse, at least he didn't accidently run her over instead.

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╔═══╣𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐎╠═══╗

no nick ● 2 hours ● orphan filly
wb/mustang mix ● grulla tovero
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location; forest edge > valley
tags; res. for desi
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the black and white foal wasn't able to stay around her dead mother any longer. the stench of death brought predators and scavengers to the area and she had to flee to remain alive. an inexperienced mountain lion had been the first upon the scene and had attempted to take down the newborn, but wasn't coordinated enough to do so while the foal ran away. they were more interested in the easier meal once keto showed to be too challenging. unfortunately, even though the young mountain lion wasn't able to take down a weak newborn, they were able to use their claws on her. her rump was now red with blood from claw marks as she makes her way out of the forest and into the open area of the valley.

without a mare to feed her, she will die and keto knows this. though it was more of an instinctual knowledge than anything. with her mother now dead, she will have to find another mare to feed her. she may not fully understand that she needs a new mother, but her instincts were what drove her now. she was simply too young to have her own thoughts and emotions, it was all instinct and primal need. keto gives a pained whinny towards a few groups of horses, but none seemed interested in helping her. her flanks hurt horribly from the claw marks and her stomach growls relentlessly in hunger. she wasn't even a full day old and her life has already proved to be extremely challenging.

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╔══╣𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀╠══╗

mel ● 2 years ● lone filly
tb/wb ● golden buckskin
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no herd
heat stage 3
has never bred
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location; valley
tags; hvikserk
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the young filly was new to the feelings that were running through her, but she's been around plenty of older mares before to know she was in heat. it was such an odd feeling to be the one in heat instead of watching others go in and out of their cycles. mel might be young, but she wasn't stupid. she knows her heat will bring stallions from all around and being that she's so young, a stallion only a year older than her could grab her up. because of this, mel hides in some taller grass and shrubs away from the others.

melina grazes by herself, tail swatting flies and spreading her scent. she may be hiding, but she still would love to have a foal. she just doesn't want one with some immature and unexperienced stallion who won't be able to protect her or the foal should it turn out to be a colt. no stallion will want an unrelated colt in their herd so mel needs a strong stallion from the start, one she will stay with for a long time or at least long enough to raise any colt she may have.

the young filly snorts as she catches the breeze and the masculine scent that is carried upon it. a stallion was nearby. mel shakes out her mane and looks around before spotting a roan stallion not too far away. as soon as she spotted him, he whinnies out to her and comes walking on over. the way he moves suggests confidence and the only confident stallions around here are those who were much older than the young bachelors running around. he was the oldest stallion she's seen in the last two days and she was immediately drawn to him because of this. she wanted an older stallion and now she has one. she gives the stud a nicker and lashes her tail around behind her in a rather flirty nature before turning and trotting away from him. she may want him, but that doesn't mean she won't be playing hard to get.

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╔══╣𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐈╠══╗

vasi ● 15 years ● lone mare
mustang/paint ● chestnut tobiano
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no herd
heat stage 1
mother of sarra
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location; valley
tags; sarra, open
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it has been quite a tiresome day and the sun hasn't only just passed it's highest point in the sky. having a foal is the most draining thing for a mare, or perhaps for a horse in general. vasi has only just started gaining back her strength from birthing her filly, who was currently sleeping at her feet as she grazes. the filly was completely clean, but vasi herself was still a bit of a mess. her side was caked in mud and dirt from laying down and her back end was still quite red. though she could easily just walk to the waterhole and get cleaned up, vasi knows there will be stallions around the water and she doesn't feel like dealing with any of them at the moment. so for now she ignores her messy coat and focuses on grazing as well as keeping an eye on the surrounding area. her foal was a great target for predators at the moment and a weakness when it comes to stallions so she remains alert.

╔═══╣𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀╠═══╗

no nick ● newborn ● vasi's filly
mustang mix ● amber champagne
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location; valley
tags; vasi, open
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[sleeping beside vasi]

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╔══╣𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀╠══╗

peri ● 12 years ● lone mare
andalusian/tb ● dapple grey
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no herd
heat stage 1
mother of kyros
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location; valley
tags; kyros, open
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[grazing, idk what to write, kyros is running around her]

╔═══╣𝐊𝐘𝐑𝐎𝐒╠═══╗

ky ● 3 months ● peri's colt
andalusian mix ● bay
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location; valley
tags; peri, open
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[running around his mother, being a goofy foal]

My gallery · by **cheshire.** » Tue Oct 13, 2020 7:49 pm

┏████𝐇𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐊████┓

ten ▸ lusitano ▸ stallion
[ healthy 1oo% ]

████tags: melinda
████mentions:

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The closer he got to properly examine the young mare, the more Hvit realised he'd lucked out. She was tall and he couldn't see a mark to mar her pretty coat. From the way she responded to his approach Hvitserk could tell he hadn't startled her nor did she seem disturbed by his entrance. Most directions pointed his way and Hvitserk jutted his chest out and gave the ground a single strike to groove out a scar of dirt in aplomb display. Despite the mutual attraction, Hvitserk pricked his ears as she pranced a few steps away, his scent bannering behind her in an invisible trail of crumbs. Without faltering he reared forward and quickly swallowed the space between them, trotting up beside her and angling in front to cut her off. Understanding now that she was making a game out of his meal, Hvitserk entertained her filly agenda and bobbed his head playfully. While he wanted to appeal to her so that he could further garner her favour, the stallion couldn't ignore the smell pouring from her backside.
Pivoting to block her path with his rump, Hvitserk stretched his neck along her crest and followed the trail down to her withers when his own body began to quiver. Experienced as he was, Hvitserk couldn't mask his excitement to be around the exquisite mare. Her games only told him she was a horse of substance and could he relieve them both of their, err, desires then Hvitserk wondered the name that accompanied the pretty thing. Hoping she would not side-step him now as he continued to push his luck, Hvitserk followed his lips down to her croup, grooming absently as though to mask his true (and painfully obvious) intentions. At this point the stallion was prone to a jolt or shake as he contained himself and landed his nostrils over the sweet spot. With his olfactory nerves devouring her aroma just above the dock, Hvitserk withheld himself no more, lifting a leg to press his weight on her and begin moving around to her backside. (either ftb or she makes him work a bit harder? xD)

┏████𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐒████┓

three ▸ marwari ▸ stallion
[ healthy 1oo% ]

████tags: leviathan, hawks, wendigo
████mentions: asvaldr, kraken

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Had it not been for Nikki's realistic assumptions of the two mares in the distance he had no doubt Levi likely would've plodded right up to them and started pleading his case on why to pick him. Rolling his eyes at Levi's glowing nature, Nikki was unaware if it weren't for his counterpart he would probably be the most avoided grumpy-pants in the area. Always bitter at his situation - whether he's too young, too small, too far away - Copernicus rarely ever blamed himself for what was wrong in the world and even now he cursed the huge amount of bachelors this year for slimming his own chances. Still, he couldn't deny the benefit of linking up with more males and while he wouldn't be a spearhead figure in the band he knew he could at least start pulling strings to get cards played in his favour. He nodded thoughtfully to Levi's reply and turned to absently groom his friend while he continued to plot out world domination in his head.
Up ahead he could see the two older bachelors split off with the largest in pursuit of a mare. Immediately Nikki's curved ears watched attentively and he recognised that the gap between Asvaldr and Kraken meant he and Levi were likely safe from being snaked or attacked by either or as numbers were important when it came to bachelors squaring off. He whinnied socially out to both of them, hoping to come off non-threatening so that they may be able to band together later. For now though, Copernicus looked back to Wendigo and Hawks. "Those two males won't bother us now," he informed Levi; Kraken and Asvaldr would have to be together to keep Levi and Nikki from Wendigo and Hawks should they decide they wanted the mares for themselves. He knew chances were that the mares were older but Nikki believed with some negotiation he could at least centre them between Kraken, Asvaldr, Levi and himself so that no senior males would steal them.
"Time to try our luck, Levi, don't you think?" he mused finally, breaking from his grooming to begin striding towards Wendigo and Hawks. Despite his opinion that he was god's gift to earth, Nikki knew he was inexperienced and he, in fact, hoped Levi's charisma would help them deal with the two strangers. Upon approach, taste dictated Wendigo to be Nikki's target and he admired her pitch coat and elegant size which made him completely miss the tension rearing up between the two mares. It was only once he'd nickered in greeting and was close enough to hear the end of Wendigo's sentence that he realised this wasn't your average interaction. '...insufferable little brat.' It took Nikki a hot minute to realise Wendigo was addressing her golden friend and he nearly snorted at the irony of their dynamic compared to his own.
"I would ask if we were interrupting something but-" he glanced at Hawks, "lucky for you it seems we are." Copernicus had a feeling they'd just saved the younger mare from a beating. "Hello, this is my friend Leviathan, and I'm Copernicus." What dashing young men with such gentleman names.

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ten ▸ lippizaner x ▸ stallion
[ emp positive ]

████tags: lex, sun
████mentions: erebus, night

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The huge black stallion that had come with his mare was nothing less of a threat to everyone currently in the grazing plains and Anakin naturally flattened his ears to his skull when he felt the eyes of Erebus analysing him. Sickness made the stallion's life a struggle but he had never been one to let such things show. Anakin had a permanent poker-face that started from the tips of his ears to the end of his tail. Muscular atrophy and instability was hidden with his hulking form and he lifted his head to the full sixteen hands, piercing blue eyes contrasting Erebus's dark ones as he distinguished himself as the polar opposite of the monstrous friesian. It didn't take introductions for Anakin to know he despised everything the stranger stood for and while he made sure to exaggerate all his healthiest points, his ears flickered with uncertainty now that he had to watch Lex in a risky situation. It was not natural for sibling stallions to remain together so long into adulthood but part of Anakin's anxiety around Lex's absence was due to his dependence on the older one. Sure, Anakin could run and fight like any other, but that didn't mean it doesn't come without its costs. Should his balance sabotage him as a gallop, Anakin knew he could damage a limb beyond survivable conditions. He already despised the slow pace he forced him and his brother to move at but while most horses could take a physical injury, Anakin knew his body would not recover at the same speed. Because of this the stallion had been left dry-mouthed and helpless many times prior while his brother carried both of their survival of his shoulders.
So when Lex responded to his call and came trotting over spouting enough nonsense to make the dominant white coated horse turn red, Anakin's reaction was quite the opposite. Lex's vulgar and overly casual language only served to remove much of the anxiety storing in Anakin's body. His brother's happy-go-lucky attitude reminded him quick of what was important and he could only manage a weak smile and chuckle under his breath when Lex warned Sun to keep Anakin's heart in tact. He felt a pang in his heart as Lex let himself go back to being distracted and Anakin gave a helpless stretch of his neck, longing to have touched Lexington before he went off again. "Just be caref- ...and off he goes," Anakin shook out his mane as he spoke and it was evident in how he cocked up a hoof to rest that his brother's brief interaction had settled the stallion right down.
However now left with the pretty mare, Anakin's eyes darted to the ground when she offered her support to him. Ah, wasn't as good at hiding it as I thought, he only hoped Erebus and other stallions weren't as sharp eyed as this mare. Daring to lift his blue orbs from a not-so-riveting patch of dirt, Anakin glanced once more towards Lex before back to Sun. His brother wasn't the first person you'd get along with in a room but whether she thought negatively of him or not, she didn't show it. Instead she by-passed his harmless words, much to his relief, and was peering intently at him waiting for an answer. Half of him tingled in newfound desire to be pressed up against this mare and Anakin found himself confused with the influx of unfamiliar hormones and instincts. Was this what Lex felt every time he peered at a mare? Submissive in nature, too, Anakin never intended on holding a herd, he would happily leave any females to Lex and was comfortable as a lieutenant. Yet here was this profound little mare, smelling of death and sounding like honey, paying attention almost entirely to him. He didn't want to give any more weakness to observing threats and so shook his head, "I'd feel improper asking that of you," he began, "behind the treeline the water splits into streams running through the forest where you might be able to catch your breath." Wash the death off, was what he really meant but Anakin was too delicate in his words for that.
Sending her away with him into hiding would likely be the better option and both were in need of a water source so it benefitted them both. Anakin rarely went above a trot nor strayed far from Lex so he didn't need to alert his brother of his flight plans, knowing that Lexington would follow routine and track him soon enough after his flirting, perhaps with the starting member of Lex's yearly herd. Only this time Anakin had someone of his own to add to the numbers, not that he saw it that way at all. Taking a few steps towards the tree line, Anakin was surprised to find himself lifting his hooves just that little bit higher, neck swollen with muscle to flex even though it wasn't his intention. Ah how the presence of a mare changed a man, he thought of himself. "If his chattering didn't make sense, the most important thing to remember is his name is Lex," Anakin attempted to open dialogue with her as he walked slowly at her side, "and I'm Anakin."

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five ▸ quarter horse ▸ mare
[ heat cycle 67% complete ]

████tags: nahiri
████mentions: erebus, desi

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The mare had made the mistake of staying to watch Erebus further and in that time she learned more about him than she had about any other horse in such a short time. He defended his herd with ferocity and Eury observed him guard his daughter against a white stallion before he left in search of mares. Hidden in the long grass under Nahiri's suggestion, Eurydice thought she might watch him court a mare to better grasp his personality but what she saw instead was unsightly. Unable to look away and now unable to ever forget, Eurydice watched the death of the colt with ever widening eyes. She had never seen such a spectacle and by the end of it, Eury was a shuddering mess of confusion. She couldn't contain a sad and mournful whinny in attempted solace for the stranger mare. "Ouch!" she yelped as her friend nipped her and after being informed as to why, Eurydice flattened her ears in apology. It was true that they had only remained because Eury had insisted and now she felt guilty for having made Nahiri witness what they just did. She could feel her fur standing up on end and finally gave in to what instinct had been telling her all along; it was time to leave. Turning with Nahiri at her flank she eyed up the path the other mare had highlighted for her before giving a nervous nod. It wasn't wise to break so fast from their hidden little spot by the water's edge but if Nahiri was right and this stallion was on a mission for mares, it was their best shot.

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thirteen ▸ k. mustang ▸ mare
[ heat cycle 43% complete ]

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It wasn't an uncommon sight to see the silver grulla on her own but it was a 50/50 chance on whether this was an intention of hers or not. With a hostile first impression, Yennifer was formidable even for some stallions and grooves of calloused and scarred skin showed she was not unfamiliar with conflict. She had been chased from the herd she had been following some weeks back, the stallion snaking her away after the umpteenth time of Yen dealing too-hard a blow to a younger mare. Now she waited patiently while her scent progressed, trusting it to bring in an array of new stallions to choose from. Yen cared little for the herd life but it was certainly easier than being alone when winter rolled by. She wasn't opposed to others, it was more her tolerance was quick to shorten and she found many young mares a little too blind-sided by stallions to recognise the true grit of being a wild horse.
Ripping some grass from the roots, Yen lifted her head to gaze around her immediate area. After seeing nothing of interest she flared her nostrils and mid bite proceeded to release a sweet and beckoning whinny. The sound betrayed Yen's true gritty nature but she wasn't untamable, it just took a strong hand to temper this true wildling.

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six ▸ morgan x asb ▸ mare
[ heat cycle 55% complete ]

████tags: eurydice
████mentions: erebus, desi

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Somehow having been convinced into staying to watch the black stallion, Nahiri wasn't aware of what they'd signed up for until it was too late. Once the life was shaken from the new mother's baby, the deed was done and there was little any of them could say to intercede. Despite her selfish nature, Nahiri's maternal instincts felt for Desi and she wanted only to try comfort the stranger. From her side, Eurydice whinnied with her exact thoughts in mind, only Nahiri swung to nip hard at her friend's shoulder, "Hush! Are you stupid? He'll know we're here!." She had considered them lucky enough to have avoided his initial scout for mares but now her thick companion was giving him another shot. The pretty mare flattened her ears with a newfound sense of fear before she turned the opposite direction of Erebus to eye up the best escape path. She had a feeling Eury was still shell-shocked from what they witnessed so the older mare took it upon herself to resume the original plan of getting the heck out of there.
"We need to leave now before he starts looking for mares again," she informed her company before decidedly beginning their journey out. She tried to stay on the opposite side of the water from Erebus but their coats were a sight to easily spot no matter the distance. Their vulnerability caused the mare to break into a short canter, ears flicking back and forth nervously as she kept an eye on the hulking animal.

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twelve ▸ black forest ▸ mare
[ heat cycle o7% complete ]

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--reserved for after desi finds keto-

My gallery · by **Blumenkranz** » Wed Oct 14, 2020 5:38 am

Titan//12 years//Mustang//Bachelor//Tags: Vesperia, Kyros
Titan felt somewhat satisfied. He had a rough idea now of what herds would be good to target and try to steal mares and which he should avoid. Among all the harems he saw plenty of bachelors, some alone like him and some in their own little bachelor groups. However, Titan more or less ignored them. He'd rather be alone than have to work with other stallions. Now he wasn't stupid, he knew being in a group was safer than being alone so he'd be in a bachelor herd if he absolutely had to but he tried to avoid it if possible.

Suddenly, a particular horse caught his eye. A pretty dapple gray mare was grazing, her foal running around her. She didn't seem to be a part of a herd, no other mares were grazing close by and no stallion keeping a watchful eye on her. Titan began to walk towards the pair, now very interested. Having just lost his herd, he was eager to build it back up and this was his chance to start anew. As he came closer he noticed a few more details about the mare and foal. The mare was a bit older, perhaps about the same age as Titan. Her experience could potentially make a good lead mare. However the foal did not look so promising to Titan. Upon realizing that it was a colt, his ears flattened briefly. A colt was nothing but trouble for Titan. The colt may only be a few months old now, but in a few years he would just become another rival, something that Titan didn't want.

Titan fixed his ears, bringing them forward again. Though he didn't like the colt, he wasn't going to throw away his chance of getting a mare. Scaring away the mare by coming off as a threat was not what he wanted right now. He had to be careful in his approach, any mare with a foal would be wary of a stallion they didn't know approaching, but a mare with a colt would be even more cautious. He nickered to her, alerting her of his presence.

Leviathan [Levi]//3 years//Paint x TB//Tags: Nikki, Asvaldr, Kraken, Wendigo, Hawks
"Oh..." Levi watched as one of the older bachelors split off, going off to speak to a mare nearby. As he was looking forward to making new friends he was a bit disappointed, but he didn't dwell on it for long. Those bachelors going off to do their own thing meant that Nikki and Levi could focus on the arguably more important thing: the mares. When Nikki piped up, suggesting they go try their luck with the mares, Levi eagerly nodded and followed his friend closely.

Levi couldn't contain his excitement and was practically prancing beside Nikki. He was a handsome boy and he knew it, and showing off a bit couldn't hurt, right? He couldn't help it, starting a band of their own was something all stallions wanted to some degree, and Levi wanted it more than anything. Now he and Nikki had the chance to talk to two mares, mares without a band stallion? It was perfect.

As the grew closer to the pair, Levi tried to calm down and collect himself more. He didn't want to seem too eager, he wanted to make a good first impression. He came to a halt beside his friend, studying the two mares curiously. Like Nikki said, it looks like they came at a good time, as the black mare almost seemed like she was ready to snap at her palomino friend. Both mares were quite pretty, much pettier now that they were up close, and if Nikki wasn't around, Levi likely would've zoned out. "Hello!" He said once Nikki had introduced them. "It's nice to meet you both." He added with a small bob of his head. He wanted to say more, he had many things to say, but when he glanced briefly to Nikki he decided to keep quite for now and give the mares a chance to say something. As excited as he was, he didn't want to do anything to hurt their chances with these two mares.

Shiva//10 years//Appaloosa//Lone Mare//Tags: Open, Erebus mentioned
Shiva was feeling anxious, then again, when wasn't she? She found herself standing alone in the shade of a tree. It was the first time she had been completely alone in a long time, the last time being when she was a two year old leaving her father's band in search of a new stallion. Her previous band had a hard winter. The band stallion was old and the band was small, only consisted of a couple mares. Her stallion and two of the mares didn't make it to spring, leaving only Shiva and one other mare. They stayed together for the last few weeks of winter, only for the mare to chase away Shiva once spring rolled around. Shiva didn't understand why the mare suddenly wanted nothing to do with her, wouldn't it be better to stick together until they found a new stallion? She didn't want to be completely alone, but she wasn't much a fighter and so just let her old herd mate be.

She lowered her muzzle and began to nibble a bit on the grass, but her attention was not on what she was eating. Her gaze was flicking back and forth, her ears were pricked and alert to any sounds. She knew she needed to find other horses, it wasn't safe on her own. A lot of stallions were actively searching for mares during these times, so finding a band shouldn't be hard, but she still couldn't help but feel a bit anxious. Shiva has always been timid, ever since she was young, and she didn't like the thought of being stuck with a bossy lead mare or pushy stallion. She thought of a stallion that she saw passing by only a few minutes ago. He was tall with a beautiful black coat. Shiva had to admit that he was quite handsome and capable looking, but he had such a domineering presence that Shiva stayed exactly where she was rather than attempt to catch his attention. Though she didn't know a thing about the stallion, something about the way he held himself made her want to stay away.

Lucia//5 years//Quarter Horse//Lone Mare//Tags: Open
Lucia was trotting confidently through the meadow, her head high and black tail flagging behind her. She was alone! No more grumpy lead mare to snap at her and chastising her over the littlest things, no more band stallion bossing her around. In the back of her mind she knew that she should find herself a band to ensure her survival, but that wasn't important to her now. She loved the freedom that came with being a loner, no one could stop her from doing whatever she wanted. But there was one problem that came with this freedom, and that was that no one was paying attention to her! Lucia couldn't have any of that. She believed she was the prettiest mare around, but other than a few horses occasionally glancing her way, no one had tried interacting with her and that just wasn't right, and Lucia knew exactly what she could to do fix that.

It was spring now, and so all the mares in the land, Lucia included, were going into heat. She was a lone mare with good looks and in heat...there was no way that any stallions could resist her. And with mares going into heat, stallions were more high-strung than usual. Lucia always found fights between stallions to be quite entertaining, and now this was her chance to instigate a few. With a playful buck she moved into a canter, surveying the herds around her. There were quite a few stallions about, some band stallions, some bachelors, all of them quite handsome and none looking her way. She let out a loud neigh, making her presence known.

𝑨𝑳𝑫𝑨𝑬𝑹𝑨 - plain old wild horse rp - closed

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wowee do my fingies hurt

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a dumb jock, a ditzy girl, and a tired wendigo

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002.

pretty-boy bachelor band assemble!

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