The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

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Re: The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

Postby Blumenkranz » Sun Jun 07, 2015 1:09 pm

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Re: The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

Postby memichoo » Sun Jun 07, 2015 1:57 pm

Silver snorted, ears twitching, as the stallion came closer. She took a few steps back, eyeing the stranger. "Silver Snow in the Night. Call me Silver." The mare eventually replied. Probably a bit inexperienced, She figured, head cocked. "Where's your herd?" Silver questioned, shifting her weight.
 
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Re: The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

Postby .ace. » Sun Jun 07, 2015 2:16 pm

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xxxname :: lonely citadel
xxxnickname :: city
xxxgender :: mare
xxxage :: 6 yrs
xxxbreed :: mustang
xxxherd :: --
xxxtags :: open

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The mare lifted her head, contentedly chewing a mouthful of grass. She was so glad that Spring had finally fully arrived and brought with it plenty of vegetation. Somewhere in the distance came the sounds of whinnies and neighs. She knew that the all of the band stallions and bachelors had been on the prowl for new mares to collect at this time. City contemplated answering a few calls. It would be nice to go ahead and find a stallion to protect her, but she would rather bump into a stallion instead. The ones who called out were normally very eager for mares in her past experience and weren't the gentlest creatures she'd ever met. The bay finished her bite of grass before deciding to move places. She snorted lightly as a particle of pollen entered her nostril. City thought about going to the water hole, but a lot of horses would be travelling there soon. Instead, the mare decided to travel down to the shallow stream that ran along the other side of the meadow. She walked at a steady pace, ears perked but not too alert.


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xxxname :: chaotic soul
xxxnickname :: mayhem
xxxgender :: mare
xxxage :: 8 yrs
xxxbreed :: akhal teke x mustang
xxxherd :: --
xxxtags :: open

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She pulled herself up from the ground, shaking her short coat to rid it of the dirt gained from rolling. The mare whipped her tail, swatting at the occasional pesky insect that lurked around. Spring wasn't a horrible time for bugs, which was perfect for Mayhem. She hated the flies that always flew around and bit her. Taking a few steps forward, the black mare angled to head towards the clump of trees that stood in the middle of the valley. Mayhem trotted lightly over to them, grateful for their shade. Even though it wasn't summer, her black coat caused her to get hot easily. It was good think that she liked water. Otherwise, she would probably die from overheating. The mare dropped her neck down to nibble at the tall, lush strands of grass that poked out of the ground.


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xxxname :: hell's child
xxxnickname :: calamity
xxxgender :: mare
xxxage :: 5 yrs
xxxbreed :: mustang cross
xxxherd :: --
xxxtags :: open

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Calamity's eyes carefully scanned her surroundings. She could hear horses conversing and calling out all over the place. The mare took a couple slow steps forward, hesitant to leave the shelter of the forest. But there was only one way to the watering hole, and frankly no good water sources in the forest. Calamity's tense muscles ever so slowly began to relax as she made her way towards the watering hole, trying her best to avoid any places where she assumed horses would be, which was hard. There were horses everywhere. The mare was suddenly afraid that other horses had beat her to the watering hole. It was common for loners like herself to be run off by band stallions and bachelor groups. Calamity swallowed, her throat still very dry. It was worth the risk. The mare continued on, her ears flicking around to hear.
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Re: The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

Postby Aragorn. » Sun Jun 07, 2015 3:30 pm

Finding Nemo 'Nemo'
Stallion
5 Years Old
Herd: N/A
Tags: City
The chestnut stallion galloped through the forest, head held high and proud as he did so. Branches lashed at his face, but he couldn't care less. It was finally time to find a mare! He slowed to a trot, then sniffed the warm spring air for the scent of a mare. He could tell there was one nearby, so continued to trot on towards her scent. Nemo smiled as he approached a brook from which a bay mare was drinking. He trotted up beside her and began to drink. When he pulled his head up, he swallowed and with a dip of his head said "Hello, what might a pretty mare such as yourself be doing out here alone?"

Uno Momento 'Uno'
Stallion
9 Years Old
Herd: N/A
Tags: Open
Uno reared at the crest of a hill, grey feet kicking the air. His hooves pounded into the soul beneath him as he landed. This was going to be the season when he found mares, and took control. He whinnied loud and far into the warm country surrounding him, calling to mares, like most other stallions were. They would soon face the fleabitten stallion wrath. He began to canter slowly and gracefully down the hill, mane streaming out behind him as he did so.

Zodiac Princess 'Zen'
Mare
5 Years Old
Herd: N/A
Tags: Open
Zen sighed and blew air out of her nose as she began to graze peacefully in a small meadow that she had found not days ago. The Appaloosa mare herd the wild cries of many stallions, but did not answer. She was in heavy heat, and someone would smell that soon enough. She swished her tail at a pesky fly that kept landing on her flank. This was peaceful, and as much as she wanted a stallion, foals, she was enjoying the peaceful serenity that lay over this slice of the world she had claimed for herself.

Garden of Eden 'Eden'
Mare
5 Years Old
Herd: N/A
Tags: Open
Eden whinnied back at the stallions, waiting patiently on the outskirts of a forest. Those stallions were getting reckless, and so was she. She had been out here alone for three years, without anyone to take care of her, protect her, nothing. She wanted to be with a nice stallion, one who would love her, but she was beginning to think she would settle for any stallion, if it meant a home. She called out once more, then returned to her grazing.

Dusty Rose 'Rosie'
Mare
5 Years Old
Herd: N/A
Tags: Open
The mare smiled to herself as she thought about the upcoming months, the chance for a new beginning. The bay mare grazed peacefully by herself, still missing the company of her one and only filly that had left a year or two ago. Since Aspen had done so, Rosie always felt so alone, so vulnerable. But now, with the cries of stallions ringing around her, she felt safer, and ready for that chance at a new beginning.

Aotearoa 'Aspen'
Mare
3 Years Old
Herd: N/A
Tags: Open
The young mare walked up to the large watering hole, her steps wavering as she approached. She could sense stallions nearby, but didn't call back to them. She was waiting for the right one, and now they wre too desperate for mares for her to know. She did want foals, but being so young, she also wanted to establish something that would last a lifetime. She drank the cold, crisp water happily as she thought about the upcoming months. She wondered if her mother did the same, or if she was happy somewhere.
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Re: The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

Postby Yodel » Sun Jun 07, 2015 4:01 pm

i would like to join

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Age: 5
Rank: Lone Mare
Breed; mustang
Personality: Quite friendly, get jealous easily,
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Re: The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

Postby Deletingaccount » Sun Jun 07, 2015 4:15 pm

OOC wrote:
{{ @matry - okay, no worries, i'll leave those for hoofy to read though c: }}

{{ haha yes, i'm quite the fan c: hence the names, Khaleesi, Daenerys and Tyrian haha haha also, gonna reserve missy for Storm so when your finished with him getting his mare, you can have him find her c: }}

{{ @hoofy I had apocalypse reply somewhat to hero c: hope you don't mind but I had Thunder run into misery and Hope... if you really would rather misery had hope, let me know and i'll remove the post c: }}




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nickname;; criminal
age;; fourteen Years
gender;; stallion
breed;; swedish warmblood x mustang
height;; 16"1
mares;; none yet
coverings;; zero
tags;; City

description;; seal brown tabino,
amber eyes white tail, black
and white mane







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riminal ffects
a tall seal brown tabino stallion stood calmly, looking around, occasionally he'd release a loud call, the booming erupting his barrel before leaving his muzzle as a loud sound. He swished his tail and contently walked down a small hill and crossing a shallow stream. There, his eyes flicked across down the stream to a bay mare, shorter than himself, but probaly not by much. She just had more mustang in her than him, giving her a smaller height. Swishing his thick white and black streaked tail, he nickered softly to her welcoming her before following at a distance of a good two horse length, wary of the mare and careful about the distance between himself and the bay mare. The warmblood mix's ears flicked forwards as he gently hummed a nicker to her, his nostrils wriggling with the sound.



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nickname;; thunder
age;; seventeen years
gender;; stallion
breed;; clydesdale x mustang
height;; 17"0
mares;; none yet
coverings;; zero
tags;; Misery, Hope

description;; dark bay, black mane and
tail, 4 stockings, wide blaze,
milky brown eyes







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et he torm egin
A dark coloured male was grazing upon a small hill, just above a small meadow. He'd been watching a young mare for some time now, a pretty white one to be exact. His ears pricked forwards as he snorted and watched as a younger bachelor stepped into his area, at least, Thunder considered this his area, he'd been here a few days now, surely the male smelt his presence? Ears pinned back he slammed one heavy hoof onto the ground and bellowed out a warning to the younger male, his barrel and throat vibrating in unison to the call. He snorted and picked up a heavy trot down the hill, flicking an ear to the young mare and side stepping away from her to not crowd her. As much as he was about to be quite rude to this male, he was a respectful stallion in every other manner, and wouldn't cross the boundaries with a mare. He snorted and as he grew closer to the stallion, he slowed his body into a walk, arching his neck high out above the male and taking in his scent. He snorted loudly, standing almost side on to the male, to prevent hitting the mare he pinned his ears at her and snaked his neck faintly before pinning his ears back and drifting his muzzle into the stallions neck. For a moment, he seemed peaceful, but it all changed at the sound of a high pitched squeal and a strike of his fore leg. He snorted and sniffed again, this time kicking with one hind leg before biting at the males neck and face and pushing his weight into the smaller male.



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nickname;; tyrian
age;; twelve years
gender;; stallion
breed;; arabian x mustang
height;; 14"3
mares;; none yet
coverings;; zero
tags;; open

description;; white/grey, black points
dark brown eyes, white mane and tail







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nickname;; missy
age;; fourteen years
gender;; mare
breed;; thoroughbred x mustang
height;; 15"3
stallion;; none
heat;; stage three
tags;; reserved for Storm

description;; dun, three socks
amber brown eyes, black mane
and tail







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nickname;; daenerys
age;; twelve years
gender;; mare
breed;; mustang
height;; 15"1
stallion;; none
heat;; stage two
tags;; open

description;; black, two hind socks
star, light brown eyes. black mane
and tail







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nickname;; khaleesi
age;; nine years
gender;; mare
breed;; andalusian x mustang
height;; 16"1
stallion;; none
heat;; stage four
tags;; open

description;; bay, three stockings,
brown eyes, black mane and tail







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nickname;; none
age;; four years
gender;; mare
breed;; thoroughbred x mustang
height;; 15"3
stallion;; none yet
heat;; three
tags;; dakota

description;; chocolate, cream mane
and tail, one hind sock, heart
shaped star







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yle
The dark chocolate coloured mare grazed beside her lighter coloured half sister. Pricking her ears forwards at the sound of a call, she called out loudly in reply, wanting the response of a older experienced male. Despite being in stage three, she was quite intrigued by a foal, and wanted one for herself, but it wasn't her that needed convincing, it was Dakota. Lyle's ears flicked forwards as she picked up a steady extended trot down to the river bed. The wider parts were still frozen, but the edges had defrosted and were just cold. Not the best place to drink on a hot day, could give you a heart attack. but it wasn't to hot, so the water was okay, just very cold. The dark mare pinned her ears at her sister as she nipped her, but she stepped out of her sisters way. Still waiting for another reply, or more simply, the stallion to show up, she had her drink, and began to graze at the grass around the river.


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nickname;; none
age;; six years
gender;; mare
breed;; thoroughbred x mustang
height;; 16"1
stallion;; none
heat;; one
tags;; lyle

description;; champagne Dunalino
light cream mane and tail,
wide blaze







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akota
Dakota snorted at her sister as the four year old called out in reply to a stallion. She nipped her sister, scolding her, the champagne dunalino mare wanted nothing to do with stallions at the moment, and if this stallion was actually going to come, he'd better be worth it. Ears pinning back as her sister trotted off, Dakota followed after a moment, nipping the mares shoulder telling her to move over, there was resistance, but in a moment she moved over and the started to graze while Dakota took a drink then stood watch.



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nickname;; apocalypse
age;; fifteen years
gender;; mare
breed;; mustang
height;; 15"1
stallion;; none
heat;; stage one
tags;; Hero

description;; chestnut. chestnut mane
and tail, hazel eyes, four white
stockings, wide blaze







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Quite the pretty chestnut mare trotted down the river bank. The river was rounded by a few hills and cliff edges. But all horses knew that the best grass was upon those cliffs, only few had dared go up them, but had met their deaths when the thin edges collapsed under their feet, of course, Apocalypse always found a way. She trotted up one of the smaller cliffs, about 100 foot drop, and she grazed, stretching her neck outwards to the grass. When she stepped forwards, feeling her foot sink a little and the ground shift, she stepped back and walked off, leaving that for the next horse to figure out. The pretty chestnut mare trotted contently along through the long knee high grass, it was already starting to brown off, bits of it at least, by summer, the green meadows will have turned dull, brown and yellow with a bitter taste. But, it was still food, and so long as there wasn't a drought, the grass would hold the nutrients.

The chestnut mare slowed down to a walk and looked up as she listened to the sounds of a call, ears pinned back slightly she snorted and lashed her tail slightly, though in stage one, hormones always kicked in. Crying for atteniton, yet, all mares had control over them, when the stallion got to close for comfort. Ears pinned back she softly whinnied, her throat and barrel vibrating with the call. But with no time to waste, the mare kept walking. She'd replied, whomever released the call could come and find her... Not, the other way around.
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Re: The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

Postby .ace. » Sun Jun 07, 2015 4:49 pm

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xxxname :: lonely citadel
xxxnickname :: city
xxxgender :: mare
xxxage :: 6 yrs
xxxbreed :: mustang
xxxherd :: --
xxxtags :: criminal; nemo

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City took a long drink, refreshed by the cool liquid dribbling down her throat. She stood still for a few moments, letting the water run over the tip of her muzzle. A moment later however, she heard a sound. Intrigued, the mare perked her ears and flicked her gaze up, keeping her neck still bent by the water’s surface. A tall stallion stood on the other side of the stream, a little ways down, nickering to her. The mare paused, watching him closely. Nothing about this stallion set her off at first glance. He was polite in keeping his distance from her. And he wasn’t terrible looking. Before the bay could react, another body slid up beside her. City stiffened at first, surprised as she had been paying attention to the paint stallion. This stallion arrived beside her, casually drinking from the stream. City lifted her head slightly, hovering her lips over the water as she eyed the new stallion. The next thing she knew, he was talking to her. City slowly lifted her head and took a couple steps back. Now two stallions were interested in her. The mare’s eyes flickered from one stallion to the other, anxiety starting to touch her. In the wild, disputes were often handled roughly. City tensed, waiting for one of the stallions to react.



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xxxname :: chaotic soul
xxxnickname :: mayhem
xxxgender :: mare
xxxage :: 8 yrs
xxxbreed :: akhal teke x mustang
xxxherd :: --
xxxtags :: open

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xxxname :: hell's child
xxxnickname :: calamity
xxxgender :: mare
xxxage :: 5 yrs
xxxbreed :: mustang cross
xxxherd :: --
xxxtags :: open

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Re: The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

Postby ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ » Sun Jun 07, 2015 4:54 pm

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Re: The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

Postby Deletingaccount » Sun Jun 07, 2015 5:00 pm

OOC wrote:
{{ @y Horses092601 - you are not allowed to post or anything until your form is accepted... }}

{{ @matry - okay, no worries, i'll leave those for hoofy to read though c: }}

{{ haha yes, i'm quite the fan c: hence the names, Khaleesi, Daenerys and Tyrian haha haha also, gonna reserve missy for Storm so when your finished with him getting his mare, you can have him find her c: }}

{{ @hoofy I had apocalypse reply somewhat to hero c: hope you don't mind but I had Thunder run into misery and Hope... if you really would rather misery had hope, let me know and i'll remove the post c: }}




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nickname;; criminal
age;; fourteen Years
gender;; stallion
breed;; swedish warmblood x mustang
height;; 16"1
mares;; none yet
coverings;; zero
tags;; City, nemo

description;; seal brown tabino,
amber eyes white tail, black
and white mane







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riminal ffects
Criminal flicked an ear back at the colt whom arrived, ready to try and snatch up the mare. Criminal felt no threat, and simply pursued the mare, however, getting a little closer this time, placing himself between the young male and the his mare to be. It was quite obious who would win this mare, the young male stood no chance against a 7 year old let alone a 14 year old. And this boy, well, now he was 14, a good age, and this stallion wasn't about to let some colt get what he wanted, not like the colt was a threat at the moment, criminal ignored the male, almost as though he wasn't there. Instead he swiftly nickered to the mare, for now just using body language and small sounds to woo her, whether he succeed or not was another thing, but this mare would be his. Swishing his thick tail he gently stretched his muzzle to her neck, taking in how tense she was before pulling back, not touching her quite yet. Instead, his ears pinned back and he lifted one hind leg in warning to the young male before flicking his ears back at the mare, asking for her to move forwards. He wasn't being aggressive to her... so far, should she run that would change, but he just wanted for now, for her to move forwards away from the young male.



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nickname;; thunder
age;; seventeen years
gender;; stallion
breed;; clydesdale x mustang
height;; 17"0
mares;; none yet
coverings;; zero
tags;; Misery, Hope

description;; dark bay, black mane and
tail, 4 stockings, wide blaze,
milky brown eyes







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et he torm egin
A dark coloured male was grazing upon a small hill, just above a small meadow. He'd been watching a young mare for some time now, a pretty white one to be exact. His ears pricked forwards as he snorted and watched as a younger bachelor stepped into his area, at least, Thunder considered this his area, he'd been here a few days now, surely the male smelt his presence? Ears pinned back he slammed one heavy hoof onto the ground and bellowed out a warning to the younger male, his barrel and throat vibrating in unison to the call. He snorted and picked up a heavy trot down the hill, flicking an ear to the young mare and side stepping away from her to not crowd her. As much as he was about to be quite rude to this male, he was a respectful stallion in every other manner, and wouldn't cross the boundaries with a mare. He snorted and as he grew closer to the stallion, he slowed his body into a walk, arching his neck high out above the male and taking in his scent. He snorted loudly, standing almost side on to the male, to prevent hitting the mare he pinned his ears at her and snaked his neck faintly before pinning his ears back and drifting his muzzle into the stallions neck. For a moment, he seemed peaceful, but it all changed at the sound of a high pitched squeal and a strike of his fore leg. He snorted and sniffed again, this time kicking with one hind leg before biting at the males neck and face and pushing his weight into the smaller male.



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nickname;; tyrian
age;; twelve years
gender;; stallion
breed;; arabian x mustang
height;; 14"3
mares;; none yet
coverings;; zero
tags;; open

description;; white/grey, black points
dark brown eyes, white mane and tail







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nickname;; missy
age;; fourteen years
gender;; mare
breed;; thoroughbred x mustang
height;; 15"3
stallion;; none
heat;; stage three
tags;; reserved for Storm

description;; dun, three socks
amber brown eyes, black mane
and tail







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nickname;; daenerys
age;; twelve years
gender;; mare
breed;; mustang
height;; 15"1
stallion;; none
heat;; stage two
tags;; open

description;; black, two hind socks
star, light brown eyes. black mane
and tail







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nickname;; khaleesi
age;; nine years
gender;; mare
breed;; andalusian x mustang
height;; 16"1
stallion;; none
heat;; stage four
tags;; open

description;; bay, three stockings,
brown eyes, black mane and tail







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nickname;; none
age;; four years
gender;; mare
breed;; thoroughbred x mustang
height;; 15"3
stallion;; none yet
heat;; three
tags;; dakota

description;; chocolate, cream mane
and tail, one hind sock, heart
shaped star







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yle
The dark chocolate coloured mare grazed beside her lighter coloured half sister. Pricking her ears forwards at the sound of a call, she called out loudly in reply, wanting the response of a older experienced male. Despite being in stage three, she was quite intrigued by a foal, and wanted one for herself, but it wasn't her that needed convincing, it was Dakota. Lyle's ears flicked forwards as she picked up a steady extended trot down to the river bed. The wider parts were still frozen, but the edges had defrosted and were just cold. Not the best place to drink on a hot day, could give you a heart attack. but it wasn't to hot, so the water was okay, just very cold. The dark mare pinned her ears at her sister as she nipped her, but she stepped out of her sisters way. Still waiting for another reply, or more simply, the stallion to show up, she had her drink, and began to graze at the grass around the river.


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nickname;; none
age;; six years
gender;; mare
breed;; thoroughbred x mustang
height;; 16"1
stallion;; none
heat;; one
tags;; lyle

description;; champagne Dunalino
light cream mane and tail,
wide blaze







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Dakota snorted at her sister as the four year old called out in reply to a stallion. She nipped her sister, scolding her, the champagne dunalino mare wanted nothing to do with stallions at the moment, and if this stallion was actually going to come, he'd better be worth it. Ears pinning back as her sister trotted off, Dakota followed after a moment, nipping the mares shoulder telling her to move over, there was resistance, but in a moment she moved over and the started to graze while Dakota took a drink then stood watch.



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nickname;; apocalypse
age;; fifteen years
gender;; mare
breed;; mustang
height;; 15"1
stallion;; none
heat;; stage one
tags;; Hero

description;; chestnut. chestnut mane
and tail, hazel eyes, four white
stockings, wide blaze







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hat'spocalypse
Quite the pretty chestnut mare trotted down the river bank. The river was rounded by a few hills and cliff edges. But all horses knew that the best grass was upon those cliffs, only few had dared go up them, but had met their deaths when the thin edges collapsed under their feet, of course, Apocalypse always found a way. She trotted up one of the smaller cliffs, about 100 foot drop, and she grazed, stretching her neck outwards to the grass. When she stepped forwards, feeling her foot sink a little and the ground shift, she stepped back and walked off, leaving that for the next horse to figure out. The pretty chestnut mare trotted contently along through the long knee high grass, it was already starting to brown off, bits of it at least, by summer, the green meadows will have turned dull, brown and yellow with a bitter taste. But, it was still food, and so long as there wasn't a drought, the grass would hold the nutrients.

The chestnut mare slowed down to a walk and looked up as she listened to the sounds of a call, ears pinned back slightly she snorted and lashed her tail slightly, though in stage one, hormones always kicked in. Crying for atteniton, yet, all mares had control over them, when the stallion got to close for comfort. Ears pinned back she softly whinnied, her throat and barrel vibrating with the call. But with no time to waste, the mare kept walking. She'd replied, whomever released the call could come and find her... Not, the other way around.
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Re: The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

Postby Claw. » Sun Jun 07, 2015 7:17 pm

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