Asher || Lead Stallion; Adelaide, Amorette Faun, Delila|| 6 Years
The buckskin let his black banner fall out of place behind him; taking a look for ear of this three mares. None of them any longer had a scent; and Autumn was nearing close. They could stay here for a little while longer; then he would begin towards the valley, to take shelter from the approaching winter. The breezes that were blowing through the upper lands were rather like-able; no storms had hit yet; though it was always unknown when one would strike. He was not keen enough to tell of the temperature changes; though he assumed others were as well.
The buckskin let his black banner fall out of place behind him; taking a look for ear of this three mares. None of them any longer had a scent; and Autumn was nearing close. They could stay here for a little while longer; then he would begin towards the valley, to take shelter from the approaching winter. The breezes that were blowing through the upper lands were rather like-able; no storms had hit yet; though it was always unknown when one would strike. He was not keen enough to tell of the temperature changes; though he assumed others were as well.
Keres || Loner || 5 Years || In Heat
The liver chestnut regained her balance from the black stallion in front of her, and snorted roughly at him. She was battered, bruised and bleeding around her shoulder's still. She was done fighting with the brute; and began to step away from Wrath; unnatural colored eyes watchful as she moved. She wouldn't let her guard down for a while; as it didn't seem that he would give in so easily.
The liver chestnut regained her balance from the black stallion in front of her, and snorted roughly at him. She was battered, bruised and bleeding around her shoulder's still. She was done fighting with the brute; and began to step away from Wrath; unnatural colored eyes watchful as she moved. She wouldn't let her guard down for a while; as it didn't seem that he would give in so easily.
Balze {Bane} || Night's Herd || 4 Years || In Heat
The red brinddled mare was unsure where Night had moved to; and remained where he had left her. Being late in the season; her scent was gone; not to return until after Winter. She was aware; but unsure if Night would understand when he returned. She was unsure why she was still standing here; her stallion off to gain another mare. She could run; and leave this feeling of dread that hung over her thoughts. Though fear was what kept her in this spot; fear that the stallion would be unhappy, and attack her as she had seen others doing..
The red brinddled mare was unsure where Night had moved to; and remained where he had left her. Being late in the season; her scent was gone; not to return until after Winter. She was aware; but unsure if Night would understand when he returned. She was unsure why she was still standing here; her stallion off to gain another mare. She could run; and leave this feeling of dread that hung over her thoughts. Though fear was what kept her in this spot; fear that the stallion would be unhappy, and attack her as she had seen others doing..
Phobe || Caspian's Lead Mare || 5 Years || Pregnant
The ebony and ivry dove smiled at Cressa and Caspian, gently returning the nudge to her friends shoulder. She was glad for everything; going as smoothing and calmly as it was. She had a great friend, and was the lead mare of a herd. Her mother had only come to be a simple mare in a stallions herd before she branched off to find something more interesting. The dove shook away her thought's of her deceased mother, Shame, to smile warmly at her herd. She had been smiling a lot; and the corners of her maw had begun to hurt a bit, and so her wide smile had faded into something more subtle as she began to look around more. The thicket Caspian had picked out seemed perfect; not that she would argue with him in any case anyhow.
The ebony and ivry dove smiled at Cressa and Caspian, gently returning the nudge to her friends shoulder. She was glad for everything; going as smoothing and calmly as it was. She had a great friend, and was the lead mare of a herd. Her mother had only come to be a simple mare in a stallions herd before she branched off to find something more interesting. The dove shook away her thought's of her deceased mother, Shame, to smile warmly at her herd. She had been smiling a lot; and the corners of her maw had begun to hurt a bit, and so her wide smile had faded into something more subtle as she began to look around more. The thicket Caspian had picked out seemed perfect; not that she would argue with him in any case anyhow.
Moonlight Sonata {Moon, Moonlight} || Black Magic's Herd || 3 Years || In Heat
The grey dappled mare followed Karma and Black Magic silently; a small aura of fear following the leg-lengthy mare. She was good for her confirmation, and her long strides; otherwise only a brood mare. No good with leading, nor tough in many manors. She was a small mare; with a lithe frame that she could carry in fast paces. Her scent was still following her; though fading as the Summer season was coming to a close. Perhaps she wouldn't be bred this year..She had never had a foal before; but inside, she had always wanted one.
The grey dappled mare followed Karma and Black Magic silently; a small aura of fear following the leg-lengthy mare. She was good for her confirmation, and her long strides; otherwise only a brood mare. No good with leading, nor tough in many manors. She was a small mare; with a lithe frame that she could carry in fast paces. Her scent was still following her; though fading as the Summer season was coming to a close. Perhaps she wouldn't be bred this year..She had never had a foal before; but inside, she had always wanted one.
Kenai || Mine Field's Herd || 3 Years || In Heat
The small Konik mare moved where Mine Field told her; her ears remaining back for now. She knew he had to give a 'believable' performance when snaking her away; but he did not need to be so rouge with her. Her let her pale red-ish colored mare and tail flow behind her, her scent following. As her second year in heat; she was aware that her scent flowed into the Autumn season, and would not leave until she had been covered; or Winter fully arrived. She blinked her Icey-colored eyes, watching silently as she moved.
The small Konik mare moved where Mine Field told her; her ears remaining back for now. She knew he had to give a 'believable' performance when snaking her away; but he did not need to be so rouge with her. Her let her pale red-ish colored mare and tail flow behind her, her scent following. As her second year in heat; she was aware that her scent flowed into the Autumn season, and would not leave until she had been covered; or Winter fully arrived. She blinked her Icey-colored eyes, watching silently as she moved.
Areya || Kryto's Herd || 4 Years || In Heat
The young mare flicked her ears calmly, smiling a little as she began to groom her new stallions coat; removing the dried blood and debrie from his coat. The taste wasn't great; though she would get over it. She closed her brown eyes as she worked, nuzzling Kryto gently as well.
The young mare flicked her ears calmly, smiling a little as she began to groom her new stallions coat; removing the dried blood and debrie from his coat. The taste wasn't great; though she would get over it. She closed her brown eyes as she worked, nuzzling Kryto gently as well.
