Lies ∙ Wild Horse Roleplay ∙ Accepting ∙ Semi-Literate

[spring.]

Black Rose looks around and snorts as she walks forward, spotting a nice patch of clovers. She nickers excitedly as she trots over and stops, dropping her head and allowing herself to snatch up bite after bite of the sweet clovers. She munches on them, taking a couple more bites after swallowing. She snorts and allows herself to indulge in the grass, grazing happily.

[anklebiters]

Catalyst

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad

Catalyst stopped himself as she left, glaring and slowly walking away. 'Oh well.'

[The Lost Gremlin]

West
.:Female:.:3yrs:.:Neutral:.:Lone:.:Wandering in the plains:.
West finally gave up on the grass. She threw herself upwards and started to prance about, whinnying in short bursts as she tried to burn off a little of her built up energy. Her ears were forward and her eyes were alert, darting from side to side as she skipped about like a young foal.

[spring.]

Black Rose looks up and around after she'd had enough of the grass. She slowly begins a walk, allowing herself to explore around the area silently. She snorts, her ears perked to every sound around her. She has her head slightly low than most horses would carry their heads. At the sight of stallions, she flattens her ears slightly.

[lonely.silence]

Rendezvous

Ren, Renni, Reno
5 years old
Bachelor

A squeal sounded as a stallion tossed his head into the air and pranced forward, tail held high and waving. No apparent reason for the small outburst could be seen and there really was no reason except for the fact that he felt like doing it. He let out another squeal before cantering forward and giving a few playful bucks. So much energy but no fun way to let it go except to run. The flashy stallion snorted as he moved smoothly into a gallop, looking for anything to occupy himself. Another stallion(Catalyst). He slowed down, stopping within a few strides and then raised his head high watching the other stallion carefully. He was obviously a bachelor as he had no visible band and a band stallion rarely left his mares unattended.

Don't Mess With Karma

Karma
6 years 11 months
Lone Mare

A white mare stood off by herself grazing quietly on the short blades of grass that covered the ground about her. She could hear other horses around her but really didn't see any point in making herself known at the moment. She only wanted to graze in peace for a bit. Perhaps later though she'd go around and make a few acquaintances. Her ears flickered gently back and forth as she listened to the various squeals and whinnies of the other horses.

[Flutterlicious]

A fox's bark alarmed Shylight and she wheeled around, zooming down the hill and past the two stallions.

(Dentist time..-.-' Halp meh.)

[anklebiters]

Catalyst

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad

Catalyst then felt like someone was watching him, he resisted looking around, incase he scared off whoever was watching. His slow gait turnt into a hasty trot in a matter of seconds. The pair of eyes burnt down on his back, this wasn't a mare. A stallion maybe... Snorting, the stallion's ears flicked back and forth. 'It's a stallion.'His thoughts comfirmed the fact.

[lonely.silence]

Rendezvous

Ren, Renni, Reno
5 years old
Bachelor

Pawing the ground lightly Renni watched as the stallion trotted off not even looking his way. He half reared before backing a few steps up, a mare galloping by and taking him by surprise. He whinnied after her and shook himself off watching her. He wondered what had spooked the mare so much. His long black and white tail swished side to side, every now and then hitting violently against his side when he felt the bothersome bite of a fly or other insect.

Don't Mess With Karma

Karma
6 years 11 months
Lone Mare

Karma lifted her head to the sound of a fox bark but she made no moves to flee. A fox was no threat to a full grown horse but that obviously hadn't stopped the mare who was running from it. She shook her mane from her face before returning to grazing, the quiet munching giving her something to focus on.

[spring.]

Black Rose watches the stallions quietly then returns to grazing as she didn't want to do much of anything else. She picks up her head and looks around then returns to grazing at the clover patch she stopping in. She snorts and smacks flies mercilessly with her tail and biting them if the didn't dislodge from her shoulders.

[king_bear]

xXxXx
Username: Checkered
Full Name: Uncle (I know, it's horrible 3:)
Nickname: Usually called "Dylan".
Age: 'Roundabouts 6 years old, he doesn't really know himself.
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Crazy, friendly and jumpy. Dylan loves to see grass and getting fat. Eating is definately on the love-list, just as cantering, jumping (over nothing) and eating. Did I mention eating? Cuddling and saying nice words to each other isn't his favourite thing ever either, he's more the guy's horse. Jumping is his favourite thing ever. He gets all wonky and wibbly and bouncy when jumping. When exploring the lands, Dylan usually just jumps around, not caring where his feet land, and ignore anyone who is watching.
History: Ask him.

Crush: None
Foals: None yet.
Herd: He's alone.
Rank: Loner

Eye Colour: Deep chocolate brown.
Mane Colour: Black, with reddish and white hairs.
Tail Colour: Mostly black, some red hairs too.
Coat Colour: You could call him a sooty bay.
Markings: A small, half-heart shaped star on his forehead, some white flecks around his legs.
Other: Dylan is my RL horse, every picture belongs to me, no stealing.

xXxXx
Username: Checkered
Full Name: Black Gaia
Nickname: Call her Gaia.
Age: Three-and-a-half years old.
Gender: Mare.
Personality: A shy, unsure mare Gaia is. She hides from everyone she passes, hoping they would not hurt her, get brutal or make her feel even smaller than she does. Gaia does not approach others by herself, mostly she just let them flow over her, with one thought going around her mind all the time; how to get out untouched. Fear grabs her when standing eye to eye with;
- An agressive stallion/mare/foal.
- Cougars, bears, ducks.
- Something dead.
She never has known anyone who would comfort her when being fearful, and so she grew more frightened by the time. Now she is a shy, unapproachable black shadow, moving around, hoping nobody sees her.
History: Not something she likes to talk about.

Crush: None
Foals: None yet.
Herd: She's alone.
Rank: Loner

Eye Colour: Very dark brown.
Mane Colour: Black
Tail Colour: Black
Coat Colour: Black
Markings: None; she is pure black.