The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

[Blumenkranz]

(All Accepted) (@Claw, sure!)

Calcifer cantered, his dark eyes carefully scanning the area. No replies, but he could see other horses in the area. One horse caught his attention. He spotted a black horse, Mayhem, moving into the shade of the trees. From where he was currently, he could not yet tell if she was a mare or a stallion but he decided to go over and find out. So he followed her to the trees, slowing to a walk once he was in the shade. The horse was now only a couple of feet away from him now, and he could see that she was a mare. She was obviously alone, there was no stallion with her. Maybe this was his chance. "Hello." he greeted, watching the mare curiously.

Ryuko stood in the shade of a tree, her ears laid back slightly and tail occasionally flicking in annoyance to swat away flies. It was spring. Great. She wouldn't mind being with other mares, but now that she and other mares had gone into heat, she knew that she was going to be targeted by a stallion even though she didn't want to be with one. She grazed quietly, hoping others would ignore her. Being alone wasn't safe, though she didn't mind being alone it did make her nervous after awhile. She wouldn't mind having another mare around as long as they weren't annoying and tried to boss her around, though she tried to avoid stallions. She knew that not all were that bad but she found them incredibly annoying during this time of year, especially the young colts who couldn't take 'no' for an answer and had no idea what they were doing most of the time. Seeing something movement, the mare lifted her head. There was a water hole not too far from where she was standing, and Ryuko could see a mare, Calamity, making her way down to the water hole. She watched for a few moments, wondering if she should approach or not. She ended up lowering her head and going back to grazing.

Kamina was standing in front of a water hole, merely looking around. He wanted a band, like any stallion at this time of year, but it was hot and he wanted to cool down first. The roan let out a snort and moved into the water, it was a bit cold but Kamina ignored it. He splashed through the water for a bit, and then stopped and lowered his body into the water hole. He began to roll, and once he was done he stood up and shook out his now soaked mane. He looked around again, water holes were popular places for wild horses and he was hoping a mare would show up, or a band he could steal from.

Storm noticed the mare back up, but he didn't do anything about it. He stayed where he was, studying the pretty mare in front of him curiously. "Herd...? Oh, I don't have one." he replied "I never had one before, and I know I'm pretty young but having a herd can't be that hard..." He never had a band before and this was his first time trying to start one. Silver seemed to be alone, maybe she would be willing to join him. She also appeared to be rather younger herself, maybe just a year or so older than Storm.

[.ace.]

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xxxname :: lonely citadel
xxxnickname :: city
xxxgender :: mare
xxxage :: 6 yrs
xxxbreed :: mustang
xxxherd :: --
xxxtags :: criminal; nemo
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One moment she was standing in the middle of a dilemma and the next, the paint stallion was in front of her. He had wedged himself between her and the chestnut, creating a thick barrier. The mare watched him, stiff, but not quite fearful yet. City eyed the paint as he started portraying flirtatious actions and reached his head towards her. The mare leaned away a bit but didn’t quite step out of his way. This stallion was still very unpredictable. A moment later, the tall stallion gestured for her to move away with him. City paused, looking over his facial expression. Finally, she peered around the stallion’s shoulder to look at the chestnut. She simply gave him an apologetic look, snorting slightly. Personally, the bay felt bad for stallions like him. Young bachelors didn’t really stand a chance against older, stronger stallions. Before the mare could oblige to the stallion’s demands… well, she didn’t even know what really happened. There was a lot of snorting and ear pinning and head raising going on between the two stallions. City watched quietly, more out of confusion than anything else. What was happening?! The next exchange was even more confusing. First, the larger stallion moved over to her and touched her withers with his muzzle in a claiming action. City’s eyes cut back at him as he did so, her ears wavering from pricking up or falling back. When she looked back up, she noticed the chestnut was also grinning at her in a flirtatious manner. She contemplated getting angry at the stallions for being so bloody confusing, but decided to instead talk. “Would either of you stallions kindly tell me what the hell is going on?” She inquired it, but it was actually more of a demand in her mind. She wasn't going anywhere until she knew what was to become of her.

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xxxname :: chaotic soul
xxxnickname :: mayhem
xxxgender :: mare
xxxage :: 8 yrs
xxxbreed :: akhal teke x mustang
xxxherd :: --
xxxtags :: calcifer
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The black mare heard a sound from behind. At first, she thought it was the wind just rustling with the grass, but wind didn’t speak. Mayhem lifted her dark head from grazing and turned her head around to see to whom the voice belonged. A black stallion stood behind her, quite closer than she had first expected him to be. Turning in a tight circle, she faced him to look over him some more. Mayhem pleasantly noted that she was taller than the stallion. Maybe not by much but still taller. The mare’s ears flickered lightly, not totally impressed yet. This stallion didn’t appear to be much at first glance. He looked strong… she’d give him that. Mayhem’s brown eyes gave him one more once over before looking into his. “Hello.” She said simply, giving her head a slight dip of greeting. There was no need to go off at the bachelor. He hadn’t done anything… so far.

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xxxname :: hell's child
xxxnickname :: calamity
xxxgender :: mare
xxxage :: 5 yrs
xxxbreed :: mustang cross
xxxherd :: --
xxxtags :: sort of kamina
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Calamity halted when she saw the little incline that led down to the dip with the water hole in it. The mare paused, listening closely with her ears. She couldn’t hear anything out of the ordinary. No nickers or snorts or evidence of fights. She didn’t think that the water hole would have been vacant at this time. Oh well. That was great for her. She would get in, get out, and then hopefully be able to find a nice band stallion later on. Calamity walked on, now pretty relaxed. It was all fairly peaceful at the moment. The mare walked up the smooth incline and started down to the water when she froze. On the other side of the watering hole was another horse. At first, she could not tell its gender but soon came to the realization that it was in fact a stallion. And he was alone. That often meant that he was on a hot search for mares. Calamity’s brain threatened to delve into panic. Her whole body tensed up. She would have preferred to have found a stallion that already had a band. Then, he probably wouldn’t be so “mare hungry.” But not all horses were the same. She didn’t even know this bachelor. Maybe he was a very nice horse. Calamity’s wide eyes stayed locked on the stallion at all times as she inched her way down to the water. Maybe he wouldn’t see her. Highly unlikely. Maybe he wouldn’t go after her. Hm, still very unlikely. The grey mare stopped at the water’s edge, her legs stiff, and hesitantly bent her head down to drink.

[Over the Moon]

Phoenix:
Phoenix swallowed nervously as she stared through the leaves at the happy family in front of her. She had been following the small herd for a few hours until she worked up the courage to get this close to them. She let out a small sigh of disappointment as she turned away, careful to keep her tail down. The small mare hoped the stallion wouldn't notice her scent or see her markings through the trees. That would be an awkward conversation.. "Hello! What are you doing in these woods? Would you like to join my band?" "Erm, no thanks. I thought you were my dad, so I've been stalking your band." "Oohkay then.." Phoenix shook her mane, realizing she'd stopped as her daymare played out in her head. She broke into a trot until she reached clearer ground. Suddenly her stomach growled- a friendly reminder that she had barely eaten today. She scanned the area for stallion or predators quickly before relaxing with a mouthful of forage.

Night Changes:
Night stood up from her roll with a grunt, shaking off excess dust as she did so. The buckskin mare had been in the wild for a month or two now, and she was definitely glad it was spring. Sure, it meant pesky bugs and stallions almost as annoying, but it was a little hard to be by yourself in the winter. Night had nearly starved in an effort to stick by her motto, but now she could fill her belly again. She started to eat ravenously, seemingly unable to fit enough grass in her mouth. A couple of hours later, she realized her mouth was horribly dry. She raised her lip, sucking in air to search for the scent of water. There! It was very faint but the scent was still there. She started off in that direction, flicking her tail at troublesome flies and wishing she could flick the stallions away too.

((Edit: I just realized how anti-stallion my mares sound, but they are open and Phoenix can be quite friendly. :3))

[Deletingaccount]

{{ @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 }}

{{ @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 let his ears flick around slightly, glancing back to the mare with a faint frown. With a gentle sigh the mare flicked his ears forwards and spoke contently. "Having just being claimed, that makes you a owned mare, well.. in most stallions minds... in my mind you are my mare and my family. this young male however, proves odd, yet nonthreatening, therefore, allowing a slight alliance to be created... of course, any mares to come of this, become my own, until this male proves worthy of a mare... at least in my mind" he murmured gently and spoke again "Is that explained well enough m'lady?" he inquired. As he watched her he gave a soft, gentle sigh, releasing tension from the air before speaking once more "Now, if you could be so kind M'lady, could you please get moving... I'd rather you remain safe and neither of us get pestered by predators or other males" he gently nickered, careful though, not quite touching her no more, seeing she didn't seem to appreciate it before.

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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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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, uno

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

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The dark coloured mare through her head up in fright, sending herself backwards a few steps, startling her sister. She snorted, flaring her nostrils wide, and as the male came up to her, the young mare tensed up and flared her nostrils before curcling her neck around and touching her nose to his. After a moment of taking in his sent, she tucked up and squealed, exploding, kicking out with hind legs, striking with fronts before prancing off towards her sister Dakota, flagging her tail as she moved along. A loud snort erupted when her sister shoved her slightly, but in time the older mare put distance between them and him. Hormones of course, for the moment, controlled the young mare, whom was still new to them. She swished her tail and pranced off away from her nipping sister, alas, she got away. Ears pricking towards the male, she snorted and grew closer. Arching her neck like a stallion would when greeting another horse, before she squealed and struck out her front leg. She wasn't being aggressive, she was just seeing if she could boss him. But being a submissive mare, she stopped and trotted off, swishing her tail to tease before stopping a little way off, and grazing. Nostrils still flared.

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

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

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Dakota looked up snorting softly, watching as a male approached them, and then her sister. She lightly nickered a warning to him, stamping on sharp hoof onto the ground. As her sister suddenly reacted, Dakota jumped backwards before trotting at her sister nipping her and creating a wide distance between the two and the stallion. She flicked her tail and grazed, a soft snort leaving her nostrils before threw her head up and charged her sister, though, as she grew closer to the male, she slowed and turned back, putting back the distance. Of course, Dakota didn't trust the male, and wouldn't.

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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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Ｗｈａｔ'ｓ Ａｎ Ａｐｏｃａｌｙｐｓｅ
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.

[ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ]

~ Winter ~ {Tags: Kamina sort of}
A pure white mustang Arabian mare stood in a field of wild blue grass. Her name was Princess Winter, or Winter for short. She was alone as she was a lone mare. She didn't know what to do with her life so she normally ran for fun. She and her brother had not seen each other for years since they left their previous band. Winter left on her own, her brother was forced. Even though Winter was happy alone, she wanted to be part of a band once again. She walked through the grass and searched for a watering hole. She spotted one though, a stallion was there. She pondered if she should go or not. Though, she decided to head over. She walked to the water and lowered her head to it. She kept her ears perked as the water touched her muzzle. Bliss, pure bliss.

~ Time ~ {Tags: Open}
A bay stallion stood alone. His black mane blowing softly in the low wind. He looked out as he watched for lone mares. He did want a band but didn't know if any mares would join it. He nickered loudly to the sky and world, hoping for a reply.

[memichoo]

Silver twitched her ears. "Oh." Was all she could think to say. Probably trying his best to get a mare or two, The thought ran through her mind, a trail of sympathy following it. "I'm pretty much alone too, if that makes you feel any better." Silver shifted her weight, ears pricking.

(Sorry for late reply; I had to drive to my other house, and I've been busy with cleaning it up, planting trees and flower to make the garden more beautiful, and making the new shed more comfortable ^.^)

[Blumenkranz]

(I'll post for Kamina when Claw. posts and Hope when Hoof replies) (Shamrock thanks for letting me know. I'm also going to be pretty busy, I have a bunch of tests this week and finals next week so I gotta study :/)

Calcifer was happy that Mayhem hadn't run away, some mares fled at the sight of the stallion. She seemed to be wary of him, but she wasn't trying to turn tail and get away from him. He noticed right away that she was taller than he was, which was rare as Calcifer was tall for a mustang. The black mare was also built a bit different than your average mustang...was she a mix breed? Mix breeds were rare, most of the horses around here were pure mustangs but there were a few mix breed horses here and there. "Who are you?" he asked. He also realized that Mayhem was in heat, but her scent wasn't very strong yet. "My name is Calcifer. No nickname, just Calcifer."

"Well..." Storm trailed off, thinking. They were both alone. They could start a herd together. Would she accept if he asked? What if she rejected him? He was only two years old, most two year olds didn't even think about starting a herd yet, but he wanted to try. It couldn't be that hard...could it? "Well...since we are both alone and there is safety in numbers...would you like to start a herd with me?"

Ryuko walked out of the shade of the tree, her scented tail flicking as she walked. The mustang was slipping into her final stage of heat. Normally she would reject the idea of looking for a stallion, but now she was getting the urges to find one. She walked, not really having a destination in mind, she just wanted to get moving. Once she was several yards away from the tree she was standing under earlier, she moved into a jog, keeping an eye out for other horses.

[Aragorn.]

(Hey guys, i apologize for lack of post, be super busy and I am going through a rough patch right now. I will get a post up sometime today. Also, I will be competing in a horse show on the weekend, so won't be on much, if at all on Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. Please forgive my horrible in activeness on this RP, and hope to be back to normal ASAP.

[Deletingaccount]

haha, aragorn, so will i! I'll be going down tomorrow night to camp... but i'm doing a zone gymkanna this weekend so i won't be on much at all, not sure how the signal is out there.--

[astro.]

Hold Back the River

(Attrina)

Username: Americanubbie

Gender: Mare

Age: 6 years

Breed: Spanish Mustang

Height: 14.3 hands

Heat Stage: Stage 3

Personality: Attrina is sweet, playful, and eternally young, despite her 'older, not a yearling anymore' age. She loves young foals, and likes to boss other mares around. One day, she hopes to raise her own fillies and colts. She is loud and boisterous, often acting more like a young bachelor than a proper 'lady'. Attrina is anything but stereotype, and her mother tried to raise her to be a gentle, submissive mare, hence the old name, Attrina. She still goes by Attrina, because it is homage to her mother who died during the winter. Her father was an old and mean st as llion, who died over the winter as well as her young mother, who was lost in a blizzard.

Offspring: None, yet...

Herd: Lone Mare

Parents: Mother- Look at Me (Rush)
Father- Beware of the Sound of the Drums (Hoofbeat)