OOC wrote:{{ @everyone, i won't be here much tomorrow, tuesday or thursday, for i have TAFE on tuesday, and on monday and thursday i have prac }}
{{ @ aragorn - i've added more to criminals post just for nemo c: would you like to make nemo and criminal create an alliance thingo, of course, criminal would get the mares until he thought nemo worth enough -- wouldn't take long, he'd just need to be loyal and not flirt with crim's mares -- because then nemo could learn a thing or two and when criminal passes on, all his mares and criminals fillies would then be nemos --course that could be ten years from now-- i put that in his post though }}
{{ @ 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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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.
As the younger male showed more interest and his Arabian breeding showed, Criminal frowned but didn't budge, he could tell that though this male could outrun him, the mare wouldn't, proving his arabian blood lines pointless, at least, in this moment of time. He snorted and snaked his neck charging the younger male, but not pursuing, it was a mere warning not to get to close, to be honest, he wasn't that worried over the male, in fact, an alliance almost clicked in him, of course, the younger male would have to proove his worth before criminal dare give him a mare, but in a swift moment of time, he almost welcomed the younger male over, yet, not to close. Ears flicking he carefully watched the male before moving to the mares back gently touching her wither to claim her as his own, before gently nickering to her, almost flirting, and yet simply being protective of her.
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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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Ｌｅｔ Ｔｈｅ Ｓｔｏｒｍ Ｂｅｇｉｎ
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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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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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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