The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[Promiscuous.]

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ezra ♛ 10 Yᴇᴀʀs. ♘ ѕтallιon ♛Tᴀɢs: - Dream ; Herd

нerd - His own.

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As the little lovelies went cavorting away, he stood in a firm, yet relaxed position. Continuing to patrol is developing herd quietly, brushing his paint coat along his Mares as if he were giving them a sign of comfort and security. Although they probably needed to get going anytime soon, with the cold weather around the corner, EVEN though he didn't have to worry about bachelors for the time being, they needed to get to at least somewhere warm. At the thought, Ezra went quietly beside his lead mare, giving her a slight, though firm nudge in attempt to grab her attention.






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pyro ♘ 12 Yᴇᴀʀs. ♘ ѕтallιon ♘Tᴀɢs: - Echo ; Infinity ;
нerd -

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With a disgruntled Scoff, the stoic, bay stallion averted his watch forward. His rump turned to face rhe assailants as it appeared they were safe. He scowled at Echo, who was commentary about his insanity. You are insane, Pyro. His dark gaze cut through her, although a hint of amusement showered over his gaze. Oh really? You think? I thought i was just bipolar. he sneered while firing back in response, unable to control a short snort of laughter. He turned over to rain, who grew concerned of him. Giving an apprasing smile, he nodded in reassurance and was about tk ascend forward, when an elated shrill buzzed in his ears. His neck whipped just in time to see the bloody bay charging forward. The warmblood pinned his ears, ready to strike, but halted as he stood away, although he gestured to pyro, asking to approach. Was it perhaps a challenge? If so, pyro was up for it. -excuse his insanity, after he already had his fight. - Even though he was exhausted, he would fight to the grave of his mares. Whipping his mane, he obediently, though mischeviously sauntered over befoee lifting himself into a trot. Ears hesitantly flattened before he came to an abrupt halt in front of the bachelor, Sending an attempted friendly nicker, as he struck the ground. As if he were giving a petition.. or likely a deal.

-Waiting for Rebellion c:-

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oĸapι ❥ 14 Yᴇᴀʀs. ❥ мare ❥Tᴀɢs: -

нerd -

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It was indeed a gust of brittle coldness that caught the mares attention. While she peered off into the distance, she winced as the wind slapped brutally at her neck, ripping leaves away from trees in the far distance. A sharp snort blew from her, as she inched closer toward a cluster of punctured trees that shivered within the boisterous Autumn Wind, She would occasionally look back to the rest as she gestured that they best get moving in order to stay warm. Although a gather of thin trees wasn't the best quality, it was good enough so far, other then suffering the danger of predators in a forest. Even though it was close to having bears hibernating, wolves, cougars and possibly other animals were lurking just beyond the gentle giants. With the wind strangling the furs on her neck, she gave a rapid body shake and trotted along until she reached the area, assuming the herd will follow shortly after, as she bellowed among the obnoxious sound of air blowing between her ears.

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8 Yᴇᴀʀs ♛ Mᴀʀᴇ
♘ Hᴇʀᴅ: - Jokull ♛Tᴀɢs: - Jokull

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Just As she went to turn away, Her partner's name was mentioned. Immediately the mare snapped her attention to see the same immense stallion chatting with the mare. Giving a defeated sigh, she obviously realized it was too late. They were noticed. The mare pondered forward only a few steps before looking back to her stallion. "Guess we'll go meet your 'friend.'"She grunted with annoyance and gave a shake of her mane before striding at least a foot from the other two equestrians. With her tail flanking side to side, she held her head proudly and observed the two.

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Ｓｋｉｐ Ｔｏ Ｍｙ Ｌｏｕ,

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Fᴏᴜʀᴛᴇᴇɴ, ♛ Lᴏɴᴇ Mᴀʀᴇ, ♘ Hᴇʀᴅ: - ♛Tᴀɢs: -

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-On Hold.- cx

[xxshadowluvxx]

A Pinch of Heaven

Charlie's Angel
Mare
Nine
Tagged; Star-lined Dreams

Charlie occasionally looked around just out of instinct, a strange eeriness peering over her. After realizing her attention had been completely distracted from the young mare in front of her, she quickly regained concentration. "I.. Believe so, I actually haven't got around to formally introducing myself to her" The painted mare replied, looking in the lead's direction. From what she had seen of Adrienne, she appeared to be a handful for poor Shura. Charlie shook her coat when a few grass and dust particles landed on her from the occasional gusts of wind that blew around the herd of four. She widened her eyes and abruptly perked her ears at the sound of thundering hooves. Her head whipped in Rio's direction, a look of detest on her light face. She let out a frustrated squeal with ears pinned back and kicked up her heels in a buck, powerful yet holding back from its true potential. Her kick barely missed the pushy stallion's chest, and she quickly trotted a good length away from the two stallions with the other mares, snorting loudly from irritation.

(Quoting these for convenience)

The one that got away....

Dime'a'Dozen
Mare
Twelve
Tagged; Samurai's Herd

Dime quickly halted her walk when Samurai began forcing the group together in a rather aggressive way. She watched him in confusion, not quite sure what had upset him so. She carefully moved into the tight circle that Samurai kept, nearly bumping into a couple of the mares. Her ears perked to the sound of thundering hooves, her head darting in the direction of it. Dime noticed the second stallion that had been with Samurai chasing after one of the herd members, whom was apparently trying to run away. She snorted, knowing the mare should have at least tried leaving when both stallions were occupied, despite it being an almost impossible escape either way.

[Spiritstar3]

Nᵃᵐᵉ :: Moonlight Madness
Aᵍᵉ :: Thirteen
Gᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ :: Mare
Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :: Boys you best run she's mad
Hᵉʳᵈ :: None
Tᵃᵍˢ :: Poseidon, Zebra

"Oh fantastic, more stallions!" She didn't even have to turn her head to know who the sources of those calls were. It was clear to Lunatic they were stallions. After all, any lone mare around this time of year practically had stallions scrambling to see who could impress her first. Sadly, Lunatic was hard to impress, and was very picky about who she went home with. To top it off, she wasn't exactly happy with the male gender at the moment, and was ready to crush any young bachelor who even thought to try and snake her. So when she finally did turn and notice the stallions trailing after her, she was about ready to geld them both right then and there. The strange striped one because, well, he was tiny for a stallion and also quite young. The last thing she needed was some young bachelor thinking he could simply obtain the nasty elder mare. Oh no no no no, Lunatic was a prize you had to earn. And the other stallion because it. Was. Him. The same damn stallion that had left her to begin with. The reason why she was out here again. Apparently he'd decided he wanted his mare back, and Lunatic was having none of it. She flattened her ears and let out a low nicker, warning both studs to be cautious when approaching, especially Poseidon. "State your name and business." The painted mare demanded, shooting both stallions a glare and not daring to move from her aggressive stance. This was probably going to be a very difficult battle for the studs to overcome. And only one would end up leaving with the prize, if they were lucky.

Racing Stripes 'Zebra'
The young stallion snorted and reared up as he looked at the other stallion and flicked his ears back a bit. He shook out his mane and flicked his tail a bit as he perked his ears now towards the mare. The sun light caught on the white parts of his odd marked coat, making it at times seem like snow. He squealed a bit s he looked at the mare, snorting as he shook his mane out and nickered. (I think I made him like 9 years old, dear) He snorted as he looked at the mare and shook his head again, saying "Racing Stripes, call me Zebra because, well, you see...I'm here because I heard your angry calls, and wanted to see what was happenin"

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

The young stallion wasn't exactly familiar with the opposite gender nor did he know much about talking to them, but he certainly knew that many young horses (like himself) loved a good run. So when the fiery-red mare offered up a chase rather than her name, the painted stud was happy to accept the challenge before prancing after her, letting out a high-pitched whinny of delight. He held his head high, stretched out those long legs, and practically put himself on display for this mare. After all, mares wanted a good-looking stallion, right? Not only that, but when he moved this way, you could see his muscles at work beneath his fairly clean pelt. And he knew many mares looked for strong and capable stallions to call their own, so hopefully by showing off this way, he would gain her interest. For now, though, he was happy to play her little game. Call it the thrill of the hunt if you must, but a good chase would never be denied by any stallion. At least, any stallion younger than five. Most older stallions wouldn't have any of that, and would go straight for snaking, avoid all of the nonsense. But he was young and naive, perhaps still too playful to become a band stallion, and was thrilled by the idea of having to chase this mare. It was a game, really. Chase her down until they were both tuckered out, get to know each other, and hopefully become a herd. In his fantasy world, that's how things would work out. In time, he'd learn the real world wasn't very accepting of fantasies and innocence, it was a cruel place. A dog-eat-dog world where you had to get down and dirty if you wanted something. For now, Ghost was living in the moment, and enjoying his youth. Might as well, before life sinks in and demands he grow up.

Light of Dawn, Jessabel 'Jessa'- Mare- Cleveland Bay- Really red bay in color- 1 year and 10 months- Running- Ghost? and the mare?
The reddish (rather red) mare whinnied as she ran along through the grasses of a field, the sun high above her warm and inviting as it warmed her rump and made her coat seem even more red then it actually was. Shaking out her jet black mane, and flicking her jet black tail before it waved out behind her and floated on the air, she nickered and flicked her ears forward as she heard the sound of a stallion calling, or was it answering? The sound of hooves racing caused her to slow a bit, and she gave out a tentative but loud call of asking to the horses that ran ahead.

Hey Grape, can Dayla run into Viking and the mare?}

[~Static~]

Nᵃᵐᵉ :: Moonlight Madness
Aᵍᵉ :: Thirteen
Gᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ :: Mare
Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :: Boys you best run she's mad
Hᵉʳᵈ :: None
Tᵃᵍˢ :: Poseidon, Zebra

"Oh fantastic, more stallions!" She didn't even have to turn her head to know who the sources of those calls were. It was clear to Lunatic they were stallions. After all, any lone mare around this time of year practically had stallions scrambling to see who could impress her first. Sadly, Lunatic was hard to impress, and was very picky about who she went home with. To top it off, she wasn't exactly happy with the male gender at the moment, and was ready to crush any young bachelor who even thought to try and snake her. So when she finally did turn and notice the stallions trailing after her, she was about ready to geld them both right then and there. The strange striped one because, well, he was tiny for a stallion and also quite young. The last thing she needed was some young bachelor thinking he could simply obtain the nasty elder mare. Oh no no no no, Lunatic was a prize you had to earn. And the other stallion because it. Was. Him. The same damn stallion that had left her to begin with. The reason why she was out here again. Apparently he'd decided he wanted his mare back, and Lunatic was having none of it. She flattened her ears and let out a low nicker, warning both studs to be cautious when approaching, especially Poseidon. "State your name and business." The painted mare demanded, shooting both stallions a glare and not daring to move from her aggressive stance. This was probably going to be a very difficult battle for the studs to overcome. And only one would end up leaving with the prize, if they were lucky.

Racing Stripes 'Zebra'
The young stallion snorted and reared up as he looked at the other stallion and flicked his ears back a bit. He shook out his mane and flicked his tail a bit as he perked his ears now towards the mare. The sun light caught on the white parts of his odd marked coat, making it at times seem like snow. He squealed a bit s he looked at the mare, snorting as he shook his mane out and nickered. (I think I made him like 9 years old, dear) He snorted as he looked at the mare and shook his head again, saying "Racing Stripes, call me Zebra because, well, you see...I'm here because I heard your angry calls, and wanted to see what was happenin"

(According to your form, Zebra is 7.)

[Spiritstar3]

Huh, okay)
Static, I need an answer to my post on the previous page!)

[~Static~]

Inara | 6 years old |Stallion; none | In heat; stage 4 | Tags; Sorrel | Flirtatious

Inara spotted Sorrel, finally trotting toward him with her head held high. As she neared the stallion, she nickered once more, sweetly, flicking her heavily scented tail a few times, the scent permeating the air. This stallion certainly seemed like the type to fall for her. She pranced around him a couple times, still swishing her tail as she moved closer. This stallion would certainly have to impress her if he wanted to keep her.

Sorrel- 7 years- Mares: None yet- Stallion- Tagged Inara- Interested

The sorrel colored stallion snorted and took in a rather heavy drought of the heat scent laden air, nostrils becoming filled with the thickness of it. He whinnied and did a little dance of sorts as he watched her with a small smile. Snorting, he flicked one ear back while the other stayed forward, listening for intruding stallions. Whickering gently, he pranced then reared as he sniffed again and nodded his head a couple times.

Hey Static, could Sage maybe run upon Ace's herd?}

(Ace?...)

Inara | 6 years old |Stallion; none | In heat; stage 4 | Tags; Sorrel | Flirtatious

Inara moved closer to Sorrel, her side nearly brushing his. "Hello." She said with a smile, flicking her tail once more. "What's your name?" She asked, shaking out her mane. She sighed as a cold gust of air hit her face. Yes, she would definitely need a herd soon. Good thing she had found a stallion so easily, being one of the rare lone mares that still roamed at the end of fall sometimes.

[Spiritstar3]

(Ace?...)

Inara | 6 years old |Stallion; none | In heat; stage 4 | Tags; Sorrel | Flirtatious

Inara moved closer to Sorrel, her side nearly brushing his. "Hello." She said with a smile, flicking her tail once more. "What's your name?" She asked, shaking out her mane. She sighed as a cold gust of air hit her face. Yes, she would definitely need a herd soon. Good thing she had found a stallion so easily, being one of the rare lone mares that still roamed at the end of fall sometimes.

Lols, never mind! Can she run into Robin or Domino?}

Sorrel- Stallion- sorrel- 7 years old- No mares yet- Wandering- Inara- Interested

The stallion perked his ears forward as he looked at the mare and nodded at her. His tail flicked as he said "Hello." and dipped his head. He softly said "My name is Sorrel, what is yours? Are you cold?" he asked gently as he shivered his pelt a bit. He blew out a breath as he flicked his tail again and snorted.

[frostykitty]

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Moonlit Storm followed behind Robin and okapi casting glances over to her shivering colt. She slowed her pace to catch up with him and nudged him to go quicker.

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Lunar Legend sped up his pace as much as he could, as his shivering was growing more violent. He shevered not only from cold but from fear of the stallions plan for him was, too.

[Promiscuous.]

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ezra ♛ 10 Yᴇᴀʀs. ♘ ѕтallιon ♛Tᴀɢs: - Dream ; Herd

нerd - His own.

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As the little lovelies went cavorting away, he stood in a firm, yet relaxed position. Continuing to patrol is developing herd quietly, brushing his paint coat along his Mares as if he were giving them a sign of comfort and security. Although they probably needed to get going anytime soon, with the cold weather around the corner, EVEN though he didn't have to worry about bachelors for the time being, they needed to get to at least somewhere warm. At the thought, Ezra went quietly beside his lead mare, giving her a slight, though firm nudge in attempt to grab her attention.






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pyro ♘ 12 Yᴇᴀʀs. ♘ ѕтallιon ♘Tᴀɢs: - Echo ; Infinity ;
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With a disgruntled Scoff, the stoic, bay stallion averted his watch forward. His rump turned to face rhe assailants as it appeared they were safe. He scowled at Echo, who was commentary about his insanity. You are insane, Pyro. His dark gaze cut through her, although a hint of amusement showered over his gaze. Oh really? You think? I thought i was just bipolar. he sneered while firing back in response, unable to control a short snort of laughter. He turned over to rain, who grew concerned of him. Giving an apprasing smile, he nodded in reassurance and was about tk ascend forward, when an elated shrill buzzed in his ears. His neck whipped just in time to see the bloody bay charging forward. The warmblood pinned his ears, ready to strike, but halted as he stood away, although he gestured to pyro, asking to approach. Was it perhaps a challenge? If so, pyro was up for it. -excuse his insanity, after he already had his fight. - Even though he was exhausted, he would fight to the grave of his mares. Whipping his mane, he obediently, though mischeviously sauntered over befoee lifting himself into a trot. Ears hesitantly flattened before he came to an abrupt halt in front of the bachelor, Sending an attempted friendly nicker, as he struck the ground. As if he were giving a petition.. or likely a deal.

-Waiting for Rebellion c:-

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oĸapι ❥ 14 Yᴇᴀʀs. ❥ мare ❥Tᴀɢs: -

нerd -

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As the herd scurried along with Robin snaking in the back, Okapi stood her ground. Ears flattened in a clear warning not to be bothered. It was too cold and the trees gave little support, but it was better then nothing. Bobbing her head gently, she stretched herself out against the pine tree and gently grind her jaws along the bark. The dry taste soon filling her taste before she found the delicate sap. Her teethmarks scraped the punctured tree as her hooves sunk into the soft terrain with contentment. Watching over her herd quietly as she gave a sharp flick of her tail.

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8 Yᴇᴀʀs ♛ Mᴀʀᴇ
♘ Hᴇʀᴅ: - Jokull ♛Tᴀɢs: - Jokull

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Just As she went to turn away, Her partner's name was mentioned. Immediately the mare snapped her attention to see the same immense stallion chatting with the mare. Giving a defeated sigh, she obviously realized it was too late. They were noticed. The mare pondered forward only a few steps before looking back to her stallion. "Guess we'll go meet your 'friend.'"She grunted with annoyance and gave a shake of her mane before striding at least a foot from the other two equestrians. With her tail flanking side to side, she held her head proudly and observed the two.

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Ｓｋｉｐ Ｔｏ Ｍｙ Ｌｏｕ,

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Fᴏᴜʀᴛᴇᴇɴ, ♛ Lᴏɴᴇ Mᴀʀᴇ, ♘ Hᴇʀᴅ: - ♛Tᴀɢs: -

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-On Hold.- cx

[frostykitty]

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Moonlit Storm chewed some grass, keep in a close eye on Legend. She beckoned him closer and continued grazing.

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Lunar Legend obeyed his mother and moved closer. His shivering had stopped and he was now moving around fallen leaves for something like a bed.