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Glimmer

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Ƭнɛ βαƨιcƨ
Username:
12309g
Gender:
Mare||Female
Age:
Adult||10
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Ɖιɢɢιиɢ Ɖɛɛρɛя
History:
She was born and raised in the wild. Her mother and father loved her very much and a herd colt and her fell in live and ran away. But, after glimmer's foal died the colt took off. And so she swore she would never breed with another stallion again.
Personality:
Glimmer is really a flirt when it come to stallions. She loves to get there head in a whirl with her heat and loves when they fight over her. But in the end by the time the fight is done she would disappear from view. She will not join a herd and will not breed.
Likes:
Flirting, apples, hills
Dislikes:
Herds and foals
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˩σʌɛ ˩ιғɛ
Crush:
Every stallion
Secret Crush:
Its no secret
Mate/s:
Gone somewhere
Foals:
Dead
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Ƥнʏƨιcαℓ Δρρɛαяαиcɛ
Coat Description:
Dappled Grey
Eye Color:
Ebony black
Body Description:
Lean and weak

[Toppyrocks]

((Sorry about the delay! Easter Sunday and all meant I was very busy yesterday. And Azalanda is mine, also alone.))

Ripple nodded. "I thought you'd like them, I'm glad," He smiled. He liked this mare, but he wanted to be sure she was who he wanted before seeing if she would live with him. "Well, Sequoia, where would you like to go next? Would you mind if I accompanied you wherever that may be?" Ripple grinned a horsy smile and gave a little bow.

((The reply will be in a little while before I'm back))

[The Alpha]

Gender: Stallion
Age: Young Adult
Rank: Lead Stallion
Location: Approaching Raven
Mood: Angered

Иαиʋκ
Nanuk was not in the mood to fight over this mare. She didn't seem to show interest in him anyway. He backed away slowly, giving the stallion a glare. The black stallion lifted his head and saw Raven. But he did not like what else he saw. Nanuk began to walk towards her. He would have to give it a second go. Nanuk just couldnt shake the mare from his mind.

Gender: Mare
Age: Young Adult
Rank: Lone Mare
Location: Speaking with Titan/Spotted Nanuk
Mood: Cautious/Curious

.:Raven:.

As I was waiting for the white stallions answer, I noticed momvement over to my right. I glanced over to see that stallion from before that had offered for me to be apart of his herd. The color of his coat still dazzled in the sunlight more that the whites ones did, but I would wait for the stallion I was talking to to reply. The black stallion would just either have to wait, or force his way into this conversation to break it up. Both ways seemed to make some interesting outcomes in my head...

[yuki,]

ａｉｓｌｉｎｎ

The ebony dove raised her head at the sound of movement nearby. A stallion was approaching her; looking rather pleased with himself about something. She backed up a few steps before standing her ground, neck arched and head held high. It had been a while since she had come across any horse, let alone a stallion. So she wasn't sure what to make of it; whether to trust him or not. However, she was also the type to test a suitor. She would wait for him to speak to her.

[canis,]

Gender: Stallion
Age: Young Adult
Rank: Lead Stallion
Location: Approaching Raven
Mood: Angered

Иαиʋκ
Nanuk hung back. He knew that Raven did not like to be forced into anything. So he would not force her to talk to him. Instead, the black stallion stood with his head high. The moonlight set his coat into an aray of light.

Ƨακιмα

Gender: Stallion
Age: Adult
Rank: Bachelor
Mood: Relaxed
Location: Approaching Aislinn

Sakima bowed his head in respect for the mare. He stopped a few feet away, giving her her space. "I am Sakima," he said in a gentle tone that was rare for him. He looked her over with interest. His eyes glimmered in the moonlight.

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Glimmer

____________________________________
Ƭнɛ βαƨιcƨ
Username:
12309g
Gender:
Mare||Female
Age:
Adult||10
____________________________________
Ɖιɢɢιиɢ Ɖɛɛρɛя
History:
She was born and raised in the wild. Her mother and father loved her very much and a herd colt and her fell in live and ran away. But, after glimmer's foal died the colt took off. And so she swore she would never breed with another stallion again.
Personality:
Glimmer is really a flirt when it come to stallions. She loves to get there head in a whirl with her heat and loves when they fight over her. But in the end by the time the fight is done she would disappear from view. She will not join a herd and will not breed.
Likes:
Flirting, apples, hills
Dislikes:
Herds and foals
____________________________________
˩σʌɛ ˩ιғɛ
Crush:
Every stallion
Secret Crush:
Its no secret
Mate/s:
Gone somewhere
Foals:
Dead
____________________________________
Ƥнʏƨιcαℓ Δρρɛαяαиcɛ
Coat Description:
Dappled Grey
Eye Color:
Ebony black
Body Description:
Lean and weak

[canis,]

{Accepted}

[yuki,]

ａｉｓｌｉｎｎ

Aislinn dipped her head in greeting but decided to keep her distance, for now. The stallion seemed kind enough, but she had been decieved before and was not about to let her guard down. "Aislinn." She whickered in reply before lowering her head to gaze. It was a trick of hers; to act bored and see what the stud would do to get her attention.

[canis,]

Ƨακιмα

Gender: Stallion
Age: Adult
Rank: Bachelor
Mood: Relaxed
Location: Approaching Aislinn

Sakima lowered his head and began to graze. He moved slightly closer to the mare. After swallowing a delicious flower, Sakima raised his head. "So who's the lucky stallion who has you in his herd?" the red stallion asked. His red coat gleamed in the moonlight.

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Glimmer||Lone Mare

Name
Glimmer
Age
10
Gender
Mare
Location
Meadow
Emotion
Tired

Glimmer walked through the trees. Her highlighted main hung past her shoulders as she drove forward. Her ankles were worn from all the walking she had done the past few days. All she wanted to donwas sleep. She walked on. She reached a meadow that was blanketed with daisies. All she wanted to do was sleep. Her forelegs went down first, then the rest of her. She layed on her side unmoving. Her body was to sore to move.