The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[Over the Moon]

Blu:
Blu nodded. "That's good. You don't deserve a bad stallion." She noticed Echo seemed a bit sad, so she nudged the older mare. "You look upset. Did he leave you? Or was he captured?" Blu questioned quietly. She felt guilty for prying, but her curiosity pushed her on.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Echo sighed, "He was captured by wranglers. I hate humans so much!" she stomped the ground, ears pinned as she remembered through the safety of the trees, her stallion being force away. "Who knows, maybe he has some foals on the way, they light have turned him unto a stud. He was good looking." She smiled, flicking her tail.

[Dark Moon]

"She said her name was Breeze." Astria informed Mystery. Turning back to Breeze, she offered, "Want to play with us?" The pinto filly gave a little playful buck as she waited for an anwser.

[Over the Moon]

Blu:
Blu sighed. "That's terrible. I hate humans too! When the band was a lot smaller, we had a stallion that was following us because he wanted to snake me. We were attacked by humans, and I freaked out and ran. I was snaked very quickly. That's the only time I've ever been separated from Pride." She nuzzled Echo comfortingly. "Maybe they did. Maybe your foal has brothers and sisters!" She smiled, picturing Mystery playing with her siblings.
Mystery:
Mystery smiled, prancing happily. "Hi, Breeze!" She shook her black and white mane. "Yes, please play with us." She begged.

[toothless,]

"Ok." Breeze said slowly. She wagged her fluffy tail and said, "what shall we play?" It was the first time she had said something without stopping. She wagged her fluffy tail again.

Hope bucked, hoping to hit the stallion's muzzle. She started to canter away, but knew there was no chance of escape. He was 4 or 5 years older than her. That made everything different. If he was under 5, she could easily get away, but now she had no chance.

[Dark Moon]

"Tag!" Astria quickly said. The other two foals didn't yet know any games so she had to explain tag to them. It didn't take her too long to explain but to her it seemed like a while.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

"That's horrible! I would hate for that to happen. Humans should just stay away and leave us wild horses alone" she snorted, then smiled. "Hopefully my foal blends in with the others, Valk was a Gypsy Vanner" she says, glancing at the foals playing, before glancing at Pride, wondering what breed they all were.

Frost's head flew back as her hind hooves went flying. They just grazed his nose. He pinned his ears to hi skull and lowered his head. He charged at the mare, nipping her rump and pushing her forward towards his 'herd'. He would fall back every so often, to avoid the range of her bucks, before charging at full speed.

[toothless,]

Breeze chased after her, but her legs started to wobble, and she crashed to the ground. She said, "What did I do wrong? I only ran after you." She pushed herself up and started to run after Astria again, finding her balance. She was quick to learn from her mistakes and was always determined.

Hope snorted and veered to the left and then to the right, hoping to throw the stallion off. She came to a screeching halt and bucked, hoping to strike him again. The mare didn't do this out of anger, but simply out of fear.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Frost reared as she halted amd bucked, feeling her hopes come in contact with his shoulder. He winced before walking to her side. He rested his head on her back and calmly groomed er mane. He had gotten her where he wanted. He nosed her withers, trying to relax her.

[toothless,]

Hope laid her ears back in fear, but didn't fight it. She lowered her head to the ground and began to graze. Her muscles were still tense, but they slowly relaxed. The mare took a step forward to a new patch of grass, savoring the flavor. Her chestnut coat was a bit dusty for she couldn't groom herself in certain areas and for a few days, she didn't even bother. She flicked her tail at a pesky fly on her rump and continued to graze.