.:Listen To The Wind:. A Wild Horse Role Play.Accepting.

[jellycorpse]

Rain

.:Mare:.:Three:.:Mournful:.:Blue Roan:.:Off Course:.

Just then, in that moment, I realized it was over. I accepted it. Love doesn't last... Whispered the trees. I bowed my head and whispered to my cremello stallion after he had spoken to Fitch, "One day... one day, we shall run in the clouds together," Then, turning my whisper to a less audible one, "But what of your foals? Marcus will be a great father, but none of the- your mares have began to produce milk..." I hated his last moments to be a decision, but his foals might starve. Then a sickening churning in my stomach made me realize something. "I did this," I muttered. Stupid Little Blue, If you hadn't run off to "avenge" your mother, he'd be fine and dandy! Idiotic little mare, you killed your last chance at love, sneered a devil voice inside my head. I couldn't contain my emotions any longer. A great sob shook my body as I flopped down beside my dying stallion, sobbing hysterically. I couldn't help it, it just flowed from me. I-I didn't want to, but all the emotions of today just punched me in the gut. As I tried to pull myself together, I gazed back at my drenched coat. It seemed as if the clouds were mourning too.

(Sorry its so short!)

[war paint.]

(I'll wait until Barron gets on to reply.)

[grapejuice]

Time Bandit

.:Stallion:.:Four Years:.:Calm, Aware:.alomino Sabino:.:Bachelor:.

The stallion snorted softly, turning his head to look down at the slightly smaller mare, Fairlight. A small chuckle emitted from him when he heard her question. She was quite talkative, and it's something he liked about her. She was curious, but not in a nosey way. " Aye. I'm actually not too sure Miss Fairlight. I ran away at the age of two. At that time my mother and father were still alive, and I had a younger sister. She was nowhere near as fiery and cruel as I, but a gentle soul. Quiet. I never felt for anyone but her, mainly because I had to watch out for her. Damn colts always trying to impress her and take her from mother. " Bandit snorted out of anger, the thought of those colts harassing his young sister annoying him. " But I had to leave. I was forced to go to a breaker. So now I haven't a clue how any of them are doing, or if they're even alive. " Now he sighed, his ears twitching slightly as he calmed himself down. He looked over to Fairlight, and pressed his muzzle to her neck gently. " In a way, you remind me of her. It's quite nice actually. " His gaze then fell onto Destiny, and he was curious to know about her past as well. She wasn't as much of a talker as the Chestnut Overo mare, she was mysterious, which is something that interested him greatly. Then again, he didn't know much about Fairlight either.

[Barron]

Off Course

.:Stallion:.:Cremello:.:Four:.:Strong:.:Band Stallion:.

"Rain....my love" I whispered to my little blue mare. I pulled my feet out from under me and slowly and painfully pulled myself onto my feet. I finally was able to stand on my own four hooves without falling, but it was painfully. I tired steeping forward, but I seemed to be rushing my luck and soon stopped again. "I did it...I did it" I shouted out into the heavy wind. I had walked a whole two or three feet, before I laid down to rest again. "You can do it Jezebelle...please just try" I whispered from a little farth away.

[Barron]

Brave Fairlight

.:Mare:.:Chestnut Overo:.:Five:.:Happy:.:Loner:.

"Oh, I'm sorry Bandit...but of course all colts must leave their bands at sometime" I say softly to the stallion. "I actually remind you of someone..and your sister at that?" I say with a wide smile, "I mean...I probably drive you nuts". I keep at a trot beside Bandit, as we make are way down the path to the river or water. "I was snaked from my family at a young age myself, so I didn't get to spent much time with my family either" I said in a soft voice. "But I did have a stallion, who loved me...or so I thought" I whispered in a painfully voice.

[war paint.]

[That's kind of impossible. Your horse just got shot... It should be dead.]

[jellycorpse]

(I agree, but if it got wedged in muscle tissue, or went above the heart, he would live for awhile, but not for too long. But, at the same time, we have horses that have facial expressions on here so.... Yea....)

[grapejuice]

Time Bandit

.:Stallion:.:Four Years:.:Calm:.alomino Sabino:.:Bachelor:.

His trot slowed down to a lazy walk, as he began leading the small group down a rather narrow path between thick clusters of trees. He chuckled upon hearing Fairlight's words, bobbing his head up and down gently. " Aye. My sister was a sweet little thing. Gentle as can be, prettier than a blooming rose. And you can't drive me nuts, considering you can't drive away what as never there. " Now the stallion grew quiet, stepping carefully over a rather large rock as he listened to the Chestnut Overo mare. Even at a whisper, he could hear what she was saying. " What happened? If you don't mind me asking. " Bandit wasn't going to pry, but he had to admit, he was quite curious to learn the past of this mare, considering she'd asked her fair share of questions on his behalf.


(( I wanna make his sister now(x ))

[jellycorpse]

Rain

.:Mare:.:2:.:Hopeful:.:Blue Roan:.:Off Course:.

As my cremello stallion heaved his wounded self up, I wuffled encouragement. I stretched out my long legs and pushed my round belly up. I'd be a mother soon... I shook it away, I had to focus on Off Course. I watched as he took a few steps before laying down. "Thats it! Come on, we have to get out of the rain." I gently took hold of his mane to help him up. Though my legs were long, I was still a bit shorter then he so I wouldn't offer much help, but I had to try. "Come on, lets get out of the rain. Me, Inca, and Marcuis will help her," I mumbled through his white mane. Secretly, I knew we had to get him out the rain first because he had a better chance of living, but if he got a cold, it would just be worse. I reviewed what could do to get the shiny rock out. A reed? No, too flimsy. A stick? Yes! Thats it! I'd use a stick!

[Barron]

Off Course

.:Stallion:.:Cremello:.:Four:.:Strong:.:Band Stallion:.

"I'm coming Rain..I'm coming" I said softly to my mare. I looked over at Jezebelle, and my only little piece of smile blew away with the wind. "You can come too Jezebelle" I whispered softly, knowing that she won't listen to me or hear me. I stand up with all the power inside of me, and walk over to Jezebelle in a weak matter. I had been shot in the rear end and the chest, the shot to the chest hurting the most. Though the shot to my rear seemed to be causing the pain in my back legs. "I always loved you Jezebelle, and I always will my love. If you have to give up...I understand, but just remember you do have horses around you that care. I promise I'll take care of our foals if you are to leave...but I'm begging you for the last time to live!! I don't care if you leave and go with another stallion..or whatever, but I do want you to live my Jezebelle" I say aloud to Jezebelle.