The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[beth.]

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wríttєn díαrч pαígєs
hєrd mαrє
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||age : 10 years||
||Gender : Mare||
||Status : dominant||
||Herd : Pandemic's||
||Rank : Lead mare||
||Tags : herd||

Paige pinned her ears at mystery and stamped her hoof snapping at air in the mares direction warning the bossy yearling, Missy was young, she was the daughter of Pride and the daughter of a lead mare, she was going to be a great mare and would start showing early. Natural born leaders, showed it as foals, they were often demanding, but as they got older, that left their body and they became more worthy of the position destined to them. Missy was just one of those fillies who had to find her way, and she would, but she didn't need bratty bossy older fillies annoying her. So with one final glare to the young mare who needed to mature more, she turned to face her filly whom was dancing beside grim now.

A faint smile apeared upon the grey's muzzle, love for the filly in her eyes, affection for grim. She tossed her nose slightly and swished her slightly scented tail, it was slowly fading, but she was lingering for a foal, and might accept a stallion, even if it was one of the other males, who would probaly be banished by pandemic, but she personally didn't care, one less stallion to deal with.Paige turned to face her grey friend with a soft whinny before whickering gently, turning back to grim and trotting to him, nudging her filly forwards before she whinnied again, alarming the herd that they were moving, pandemic would just have to catch up. With that she lipped Grim's forelock and trotted off beside her graceful yet cheeky filly who wanted to stay with grim, but went with her mother after some persuasion. The mare decided she'd lead the herd to a slightly closed in area, they'd have to travel close together as they'd be entering a small forrest to get to the area. It had a small pond like watering hole, with a tiny creek which allowed fresh water to run into it, it was no deeper than Paige's knees, but it was good for the foals to play in and good for the herd to drink.

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prídє's míssч
fíllч
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||age : 4 months||
||Gender : filly||
||Status : content||
||Herd : Pandemic's||
||Rank : filly||
||Tags : herd||

Missy danced around grim bounding and bucking, running under the male, she ignored mystery, not even noticing her until she saw her mothers reaction, seeing the young mares glare she frowned back, but continued to run around Grim, nipping his belly with excitement as she ran past him, careful incase his reaction was to kick the quick little filly darted sideways to avoid any danger the gelding might pose, she also knew Paige would chase grim out if one hair was out of place while under his protection or playing with him.

As her mother came and "collected" her, the filly refused, wanting to stay, however, as her mother trotted off, the filly grew a little frantic, but didn't leave. Alas, realising her mother was not joking, and she was leaving, Missy bucked and galloped after her mother before slowly cantering beside her, now and then breaking a trot.

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sír chαrlєs línkσn
hєrd stαllíσn
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||age : 12 years||
||Gender : stallion||
||Status : content||
||Mares : none||
||Rank : herd stallion||
||Tags : open||

The flea bitten grey was covered in sweat as he finally left the young male, agitated with having to run for longer than he wanted, Link stormed back to the mare punishing her with a nip, blaming her for the colts stubborness, when Link had to do something he didn't want to do, or for longer than he intended, he got very angry easily, and took it out on whoever was closest related to the one he was persuing, in this case, it was the mare being the males mother. Ears pinned he looked to pandemic with pinned ears, Pandemic knew of Link's hate of doing that, and knew growling back would only agrivated link into attacking pandemic, which had happened once maybe twice. The two didn't have many arguements because link was very docile, but when he was annoyed, he was quite the violent male and backed down to no one. With his grey ears pinned, sweat dripping down his nose and cheek, his shoulder lathered, foam between his hind legs and under his tail and on his chest and under his front legs had formed giving him a terrible itch. This made his aggiation grow more and he grew snappy, nipping at air in the mares direction pushing her back to the herd, wanting to go faster so he could stop, roll and go for a dip to rid the rechid itch.

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dαncє thє tαngσ
lσnєr
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||age : 6 years||
||Gender : Mare||
||Status : bored||
||Herd : N/A||
||Rank : loner||
||Tags : Psychotic Charade||

The chestnut simply ignored argument, she refused to get in the middle of anything, So with ears pinned she trotted off. Shifting her ears into a forwards position listening to what could be ahead. The chestnut mare bobbed her head and pinned her ears back as she felt a light nip to her shoulder. With ears pinned, Tango warned the slightly younger stallion, she didn't like being pushed around or nipped, and she wasn't tolerating that. So with ears pinned she sidestepped away and snapped her teeth at him warning him slightly once more before she allowed her body to return to a relaxed state no longer showing the aggression she had a moment ago. Flicking her ears as she listened to his words she rolled her eyes and sighed. "a stallion with a past... brilliant" She muttered gently, trying so hard not to be rude, she was just not in the mood for fun and games or any stallions who might try and throw her around like she was some kind of prize to be won. Realizing she had however been rude, the mare groaned and spoke briefly, yet gently "Apologies, I must say I don't like to be thrown around, hence the reason I was on my way." She murmured gently but did nor rest any legs to show she was not moving. Instead the mare nickered softly and looked to the other male, the dark black one, the one she had decided to escape, he seemed cruel, but strong nonetheless, which would mean he'd bare good foals, healthy ones. "I take it she's not the only mare he's taken from you" She mumbled, before stepping back and roughly nudging him, despite she was 6, she was still a whole year older than the male, which meant she had a year more experience with the world than he did, she knew he knew it was best not to stick around, but she also knew he was probably not in the mood to snake, she was not in the mood to run, or be pushed around so with a rough nudge and a soft nip to the flank she began to push him towards a different meadow. Soon taking the lead she swished her tail against his chest and picked up a trot, swishing her tail once more inviting the stallion to follow as she moved along contently. One ear pinned back as to warn him not to touch her while they moved.

Wether the stallion was following at that time she was not fussed, if he didn't he would not have a mare so she doubted he wouldn't follow, but she did not turn back to check. Instead she found herself in a small meadow by a shallow lake, perhaps only shoulder depth. She walked in to her knees and lowered her nose to take a long drink. With a final sip, the chestnut mare looked back, looking for the male curiously.

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thє dєvíls fínαl gíft
вαchєlσr
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||age : 7 years||
||Gender : stallion||
||Status : Cocky/needy||
||Mares : none||
||Rank : bachelor||
||Tags : open||

A handsome paint stallion let his body lay against the cool grass. When the stallion decided it was time to wake and search for a herd, he grunted, not wanting to stand, Alas, with a final grunt he stood up and called out contently, beginning his journey for a herd. He'd eaten enough food to last a few hours, and was only going to stop for water.. or if he saw a great patch of grass. His main focus: find mares. A loud whinny yet again left his pink and black lips as his need to start and grow a herd lingered.

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α líttlє αmαrєttσ
hєrd mαrє
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||age : 4 years||
||Gender : Mare||
||Status : curious||
||Herd : N/A||
||Rank : loner||
||Tags : open||

Rhett's ears flicked as she grazed, her pretty white coat which was speckled with dark brown spots, her long thick brown tail swaying gently at her side spreading that so called "precious" Estrus scent that stallions so loved. She flared her nostrils and tossed her head, her ears lightly pinned as she snorted. She was not agitated nor was she happy, but she was curious, curious to find out what the world would bring today. Drama? Chaos? or would the world simply bring her a loving friend? perhaps a stallion. The thoughts ran wild through the curious mare, she couldn't see anything better to do other than to think about what the world could be.

[Blumenkranz]

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Ħσρєℓєѕѕ Ɖяєαм
Hєя∂ Mαяє
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Dʳᵉᵃᵐ ☆ 10 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ☆ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Ezra ☆ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Pregnant ☆ Tᵃᵍˢ : Herd

She stood with the rest of the mares, watching the other members of the herd. Lucy and Apollo were playing, chasing each other through the herd, and Ezra was dealing with the bachelor that had come by earlier. Hearing hoofbeats, the mare glanced back to where Eagle had gone, seeing that she had returned with a newborn filly. She smiled softly at the two, and turned her body so that she was facing them. "Hello." She spoke, lowering her head to Wing's level. She was a cute filly. "My name is Dre-" she was then interrupted by a horse squeal, and the mare quickly lifted her head to see what it was. Her gaze landed on Ezra, who was chasing Natsu out if the herd. She pinned her ears slightly, though didn't do anything to stop him. She would miss him, but it was time for him to go.

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˩υcу
Hєя∂ Fιℓℓу
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ❀ Yᵉᵃʳˡᶤᶰᵍ ❀ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Ezra ❀ Mᵒᵗʰᵉʳ : Hopeless Dream ❀ Tᵃᵍˢ : Herd

Lucy would occasionally glance back to Apollo, checking on the colt and making sure that he was following. However, he began and she frowned a bit, was he tired or something? She slowed as well, and noticed that he was looking at something. Following the colt's gaze, she noticed that Eagle had come back to the herd with a new filly! Eager to meet this new foal, she thought about heading over. However, something else caught her attention. Ezra was charging through the herd, and was going after Natsu. Like Apollo, she was also a bit confused. What was he doing? If took a few moments, but then it dawned on her. Colts were normally kicked out when they were about two years old, Ezra was driving him away.

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Иαтѕυ
Bαcнєℓσя Sтαℓℓιση
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ✧ 2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ✧ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ 0 ✧ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 1 ✧ Tᵃᵍˢ : Ezra's Herd

Natsu was standing still, watching his sister chase after Apollo. He was going to miss everyone here, and would Apollo even remember him? When Ezra came towards him, the chestnut colt did not notice him right away, but when he did he began to panic. He quickly turned away from the herd and moved into a bolt, letting out a small squeal when Ezra snapped at him. His ears flat against his head, he darted forward and away from the others. He didn't look back, he just focused on where he was going so he didn't trip or run into something.

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Δкυмα
Bαη∂ Sтαℓℓιση
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ☄ 11 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ☄ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 2 ☄ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 2 ☄ Tᵃᵍˢ : Cusick, Gypsy

This was going nowhere. Having enough and feeling Cusick's grip just slip slightly, Akuma let out of the other male's neck and he tore himself away from Cusick. He took a few steps back, his ears laid back. He was surprised. Most stallion's Cusick age would have fled if Akuma came after them, but this one was fighting back. He had a small wound on his neck and shoulder, but Cusick managed to really get Akuma when he was biting his chest earlier. The wound stung and blood flowed from the wound, staining his bay and white coat. However, he wasn't just going to give up. He turned his rump towards Cusick and took a step back before kicking, lashing out with his hind hooves.

[Claw.]

|Sun back|Sun|5|tags:herd

Sun watched as pain shot through her as Ezra started to chase after Natsu, he was ready to leave the herd now, really he should have gone a while a go but that didn't mean he wouldn't miss him, she wanted to say a final few words to him, "Hold your head high and always be the strong stallion i know you are inside, you will be a great leader of a strong herd one day, but remember no horse is perfect" She called, she wasn't sure if he heard every word but she was happy that she had spoken them. She looked over to see the mare Eagle return with her foal, she wanted to take a look at him but suddenly a pain shot through her, and she looked round at her stomach, her foal wouldn't be to far off. She walked over to Dream, and then looked and sniffed the air, looking around for a safe place to lay down and maybe have her foal if it was time.

|Razor Blade|Blade|11|tags:none|

Blade walked over to the watering hole and looked around, though he hated to admit it, he was scared! Winter would be coming soon and he still had no herd to look after or survive winter with, without a herd he didn't even know if he would make it through winter himself, he had thought about joining a bachelor herd, but something had always put him off from that and he couldn't remember what. The bay stallion dipped his head as he lapped up the water from the watering hole, he wondered if there still would be any mares in heat in this season but he highly doubted it, even if he had a chance he wanted to take it so he nickered out to any mares still left in heat.

|Dressed like a lady|Lady|5|tags:none|

Lady snorted as she tugged at some ferns the outlined the forest, she was preparing for winter early, since she didn't have a herd, she decided she might as well just make a place that's warm for her to stay. Her heat scent had almost fully faded and she was on stage 1 once more, though she wasn't very interested anymore. She gathered as much ferns as she could and placed them under some curved trees that would make the best shelter she cold get right now, she nudged the ferns to the back of the trunks with her nose although they didn't go exactly how she wanted them to.

|We have a long road a head|Swift|6|tags:none|

Swift trotted through the trees weaving her champagne coat through the trees her heat scent hadn't fully faded and she was on stage 2 but she wasn't very interested in stallions now that fall had come. she didn't really know where she was heading she just wanted to stretch her legs after staying in the same place for so long, barley moving. she whipped her tail sending a faint cloud of heat scent into the wind though she doubted there would be any stallions around that would be interested in her.

[Henry is Bae]

Name:Buckshot
Nickname:Buck
Age:4 yrs.
Gender:Mare
Breed:Buckskin appilosa
Personality:Frisky,loyal,loving and scared of other animals
History:not saying
Height:14.5hh
Sire:dead
Dam:desad
Foals:none
Other:She is at Stage 3 of being in heat

For ME ONLY
¤Buckshot¤
¤Mare¤
¤14.5hh¤
Frisky,loyal,loving and scared of other animals¤
¤Looking for a stallion¤
¤No foals¤
¤Buckskin appilossa¤
¤Loner Mare¤

[SilverBell90]

Cusick huffed as he caught his breath. His eyes were wide and his once glossy black coat was covered in scratches and cuts. He snorted at snapped at Akumas legs as they flew by him. One grazed his lower lip and nearly cut it in half. He let out a scream and backed up, still in the stance of waiting for a challenge, ears back and head low with parted jaws.

Ciqala came back to the edge of the forest with Jack follow right by her side. He snorted at the new smells and dustiness of the air. She stayed to the trees to keep her new colt cool and away from the siring sun.

Jack sniffed at the forest bark, leaves, and grass with wide eyes curiosity. If his mother wandered too far away from him, he would jump and stumble after her. When they got to the clearing, he sneezed from the dust and collapsed back to the soft earth. She looked down at him and lifted him back up with her head. As she did this, he nibbled at her grey mane.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Samurai tore at the slowly dying grass. He let out a snort, shaking out his dark mane. "Typically one would assume that we aren't 'normal' stallions because we don't rip eachother's throats out for mares. Usually it just occurs that we choose our own mares and things work out fine. I tend to gravitate towards the feisty, snappy mares that are always aggressive with something." He added with slight amusement as he gave Safara a look. "While Ninja tends to go for the quiet, more open mares, not wanting to deal with te spitfires of the herd. However, if we both see a mare that we want, will spar a little over her. There is no sense in killing eachother over a mare, because that'll leave us both weak. Instead, we spar a little, giving eachother harmless nips until one of us gives up. That also happens to choose a decision if we don't agree with eachother, as it happened before with the colt." He explained. "Anymore questions? You seem quite interested. May I know about you?"

Winter flicked her gaze towards the male as Riku spoke. Her entire body was begging her to stop, but her mind was whirling with the consequences of not continuing on. "No.." She let out a huff of air. "If we stop, then Akuma will have a better chance of finding us. I atleast want to make it to the forest, then we can stop. I know, it may be a little tiring for you, but we will make it." She said with a grin, her encouragement seeming to be a joke directed towards Riku, where in reality she was pretty much giving herself a pep talk. She began moving forward a little faster, her dappled coat beginning to gleam with sweat.

[fg05281]

snowflake dream-snow-
11
Samurai's herd
Heat, none
Tagged;the herd
Place;a watering hole

Snow called her foal back as soon as she went over the hill. she scolded her firmly and then sent her on her way. she watched as the energetic filly ran around ninja happily. she gave the stallion an apoligizing smile and looked at the water. she knew it was still a precious reasource. at times like this, they needed it. so she would keep them here until it was closer to winter, when they should probably need to be in the forest, to strip the bark off of trees to eat.

dream's games-game-
Newborn
Samurai's herd
Tagged; her new herd
Place; a watering hole

Game thought for a second. "Game." She said meekly and cutely. She said prancing after him. Her bright brown eyes hopefully looked at the larger stallion.
(OK no muse)

(for ninja)

[Dark Moon]

Apollo trotted closer to Lucy before stopping. He couldn't tear his gaze from Natsu and Ezra. "W-what's going on?" He asked nervously, pressing closer to the bigger mare. He was scared. This was a frightening thing, even though he was not the one being targeted by Ezra. Glancing over to Dream and then Summer, he noticed the sadness on their faces and Dream had her ears pinned.

[dira.]

♥ ＴＨＥ ♥ ＤＥＶＩＬ'Ｓ ♥ ＤＡＴＥ ♥
ʟᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴇ
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age 》 twelve years
gender 》 mare
herd 》 no
rank 》 lone mare
status 》 heat two
tagged 》 pride & voodoo

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Bae dropped her ears as the two approached, unsure of their motives. The light framed mare shuffled her feet awkwardly as she clacked her teeth together. It was a habit that the mare had developed over the years. When she was unsure of herself or simple nervous about something she would often shuffle her hooves and clack her teeth together softly. As the paint spoke, the friendliness in his tone reassured the jittery horse. "My name is The Devil's Date, though please do call me Bae. Its much simpler to say and also quite more pleasant." said the content mare, who then at the end, smiled. Not a forced smile but a genuine and pleasant smile. Using her nose she ever so lightly nudged the stud's lower neck. The sudden shriek of coyotes sent the mare standing tall and ridged. Her ears perked to determine where in fact they had cone from. Assuring herself that they were far off and not a threat she turned back towards the pair.

[grapejuice]

Nᵃᵐᵉ :: Some Kinda Witchcraft
Aᵍᵉ :: Seven
Gᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ :: Mare
Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :: Content
Hᵉʳᵈ :: Pride's
Tᵃᵍˢ :: Pride, Bae

Ah. She'd figured this much. Pride was looking to expand his herd, and what better way than by exploring? And it was as if the gods themselves heard them speak at that moment, as a painted mare appeared seemingly out of nowhere. She was tall, sleek, and very pretty. Voodoo found herself eager to meet this new mare, but contained herself as they approached with caution. She'd been in desperate need of a lady friend since they'd left Cerberus, and seeing Bae definitely excited her. But she remained silent as the paint stallion beside her introduced the two of them, and waited on the pretty mare's reaction. To her relief it was a pleasant one. The mare wasn't snappy in any way, and seemed to show genuine kindness toward them as she returned the greeting. Just as the bay Morgan opened her mouth to speak, a loud shriek made her freeze in fright. Coyotes, a pack of them. Voodoo turned her head quickly, searching for the source, and was relieved to see there were none in sight. With that out of the way, she turned her head back to the mare and grinned. "A pleasure to meet you." She chimed, dark brown eyes lit with delight.

Nᵃᵐᵉ :: A Proud Spirit
Aᵍᵉ :: Two
Gᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ :: Stallion
Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :: Wandering
Hᵉʳᵈ :: None
Tᵃᵍˢ :: None

Well. His time had come. He's grown old enough to be on his own, so now he was. The once cute and fuzzy colt was now a tall, handsome stallion, painted in color with light dapples in his darker patches. Ghost walked along slowly, completely unsure of what to do with himself. After all, nothing really prepared you for that first day on your own. Was he supposed to start going after mares? Or was he supposed to join up with the bachelor herd? Gah, this was all so terribly new and nerve-wracking to him. Anytime he passed by a herd, he clacked his teeth to show he was no threat before scurrying off in the other direction. No way he was going to pick a fight with any of these crazy band stallions. That was a death sentence.

Nᵃᵐᵉ :: Phantom of the Opera
Aᵍᵉ :: Seven
Gᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ :: Mare
Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :: Calm
Hᵉʳᵈ :: Thunder's
Tᵃᵍˢ :: None

Having done as she was instructed, the mare moved closer to the center of the herd, not wanting to upset her dear friend, Paige. But as things seemed to simmer down, Phantom decided to venture closer to her new lead stallion, Thunder. She approached him rather calmly now, seeing as she no longer had her son beside her. Yes, Ghost had left. His time had come, and while the farewells had been rather brief, they'd also been very sad. She loved her son. He was the only thing left she'd had from Pride, who by now could be anywhere. But it was the laws of nature, and she knew he'd do great things in life. After all, his father had been a great leader himself, once the most powerful stallion in all the lands. Maybe one day, Ghost would follow in his footsteps. As Phantom approached Thunder, she felt a deep feeling of want within her. The desire to have another baby, to raise another foal. She felt so empty without one constantly at her side, nagging for attention. She nickered softly to Thunder, before gently pressing her muzzle into his neck and grooming him.

{{ I hope that's alright, having Ghost go off. If he needs to be kicked by the stallion, let me know and I'll wait until then. }}