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

[Barron]

Brave Fairlight

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

I laugh at what the stallion says to me at first. By now I was at a slow walk almost infront of Bandit, though he was only a step or two behind my shoulder. "Oh..my past" I say in a painful kinda laugh. "Well, a young stallion snaked me from my band when I was two. By the age of almost three, I was bred by him along with the other two mares in his band. After having my foal, our band was rounded up by some humans. There my foal was taken away from me, and I was force bred to a fancy Quarter Horse stallion. I hated those humans and that stallion, after over a year my second foal had been weaned off of me. I was then sent free, because they found me to be too wild and crazy for their breeding herd." I say to Bandit aloud, "there's more to the story but I don't want to bore you".

[misfits.]

{I survived school and FINALLY found some free time. Yayyss. I'll post for Jezebelle in a few, Barron.

[Barron]

A year later...

Fitch

.:Stallion:.:Chocolate Palomino:.:Yearling:.:Strong:.:Foal:.

I stood with Abercombie in the open field grazing on some sweet new grass, "Good huh?" I asked my sister. I slowly made my way across the field eating piece by piece of the grass. Suddenbly, some horses raced across the field where we stood. "Let's follow them" I stated to Abercombie.

[archeron.]

~Silhouette's Snow Storm~

.:Mare:.:3:.:Scared:.:Blue Roan Tobiano:.:Maricus's Mare:.:Mother to Cosima:.

As soon as the pain in her stomach had started, Sil knew what was happening. The mare slowly got down onto her side and whinied for Maricus. Her sides were covered in sweat, along with her neck, as she snorted in agony. Sil let out a long whiny in pain as her stomach tightened, released, then tightened again. :Fades: Sil snorted in pain as her lifted her head to gaze at the small foal laying in the grass behind her. Dropping her head back to the ground she huffed in pain. The mare felt a small nose pushing on her side a few minutes later. The foal had moved to her mother and was asking to drink. "Oh my sweet little girl. Your name shall be Cosima." she nickered sweetly to the tiny foal. Suddenly, almost like a falling tree, fear fell onto her. "You weren't supposed to be born for another few days." she whispered and tried to get her weak foal to stand. Fear shone in her eyes as she looked around for Maricus. Leaving her foal was not going to happen, but the mare needed help. "Maricus!" she called loudly in a terror filled voice. When her foal stood up on her tiny, twig legs, the mare pushed her nose under the damp foal's barrel. Steadying her, she helped her uptil she could walk at a slow pace. Her small legs still wobbled, but was walking.

{I checked on a horse breeding site for the foal's color and it was a match...}

[war paint.]

Marcus

.:Stallion:.:6:.:Happy:.:Grey:.:Lead Stallion:.
Marcus didn't hear Snow's cries and he walked towards Abercombie and Fitch with a happy smile and head low. He nudged them both and flicked his ears gently with a chuckle. "And why would you do that for no reason?" He said and looked at them. "You can get hurt, and I don't ant you hurt." Raising a eyebrow to them he grinned and chuckled. "Have you two see Snow?"

[archeron.]

~Silhouette's Snow Storm~

.:Mare:.:3:.:Scared:.:Blue Roan Tobiano:.:Maricus's Mare:.:Mother to Cosima:.

Sil looked around with wide, fearful eyes. Nosing her foal's side tenderly, she led the filly towards Marcus's land and scent trail. Each step got harder as the foal grew tired. Nickering in defeat, the newly made mare let the foal drink some of her sweet milk. After the black tobiano foal had her fill of the sugary liquid, the mare pushed her on towards her father's nearing scent. "Marcus!" Sil called helplessly. Cosima had laid down and was looking tired.

[jellycorpse]

Rain

.:Mare:.:3:.:Relaxed:.:Blue Roan:.:Off Course:.

I turned to Off Course, nuzzling his soft face. The warm sun stroked my fur and caressed my entire body. I walked around him, my belly wobbling, inspecting his shiny-stick wounds. "How do you feel?" I whuffled to him. Silently, I wished that question had been asked to me, for I did't feel right. I shook my head to clear it. No, you're fine its just your first foaling. I knew it would happen today...

[grapejuice]

(( I'm finally back! Posts will be up soon :3 ))

[jellycorpse]

(( Guys? I really don't wan't to let this die ))

[Barron]

Off Course

.:Stallion:.:Cremello:.:Four:.:Fine:.:Band Stallion:.

"Rain, are you all right?" I said softly to the blue mare. I touched her neck softly and stood watching of her, "Rain?". I moved my head to the side for a second, and noticed Fitch and Abercombie running through the meadow. "Could it really be?" I said to myself. Turning back to Rain, I smiled with the idea of a better larger family.