Cliffs of Donegal||Wild Horse/Pony RP||Open

[•Jesus Saves•]

(I'm quitting)

[astrocompass]

Ronan jerked his head up, his ears pricked and pushed forward. He had been nosing injury, the leg in question pushed out in front of him in an attempt to keep his weight from stressing the wound further. The gash that cut across his cannon in a ragged and diagonal line was made by the brute's hoof, and though extremely painful it would not incapacitate him for very long. A month at the most, he guessed, the salty metallic tang of his own blood assaulting is nose. All he wanted was to rip the stallion limb from limb, become the predators that the horses so feared and pin him to the ground for all the trouble and pain that the black beast had caused Ronan. I'll kill that snake. I swear I'll kill him. the stallion growled inside his head, only to be interrupted by the sound of a nicker. Which brought him up to the present moment, for now all vengeful thoughts were put from his mind, as the chestnut stallion was peering out into the thickly falling rain, for the distinctive shape of an equine. He could have sworn he had heard the low nicker of a mare, the stallion gave a long keening whinny in response. He hoped this strange horse would show themselves, no doubt they could smell the blood and realize that an injured horse could to little to harm them. With this thought Ronan came on the realization of his predicament, he was vulnerable. A proud stallion, left to the mercy of the land and sky until his injuries healed.

{{flash~light~hugger, why are you quitting?}}

[•Jesus Saves•]

(cause I'm being ignored)

[astrocompass]

{{Aw, please don't say that. There are a lot of conversations and characters, you're not being ignored. Who do you play? There are plenty of horses open for interaction.}}

[~*Reeses*~]

~{Angel's Promise}~
.:*Mare | In heat | Loner*:.

Angel stood there, breathing hard, her body had never hurt so bad. She looked a ways ahead and saw the other stallion that had tried to stop him, he was beaten up pretty good too. She watched him and his facial expressions, seeing the anger in his made her rethink going over there to talk to him. The pintaloosa mare sighed and looked down at the ground, blood was surrounding the mare. Because of the rain, she wasn't sure if she was still bleeding of if it was just the rain washing her coat. Angel looked back up at the stallion, she wanted to thank him for practically saving her life, if he hadn't showed up the stallion would have continued to beat her until she was dead. The mare stepped forward but winced as her hoof touched the ground, the adrenaline that had kept her going for so long was now gone.

[•Jesus Saves•]

(I rp Ginger, Brooke, and Solar Flare)

[Escap3TheDistance]

(hey anyone have a free stallion or mare? I have Solar Flare free thats a stallion and Brooke whos a mare)

(( Solar Flare is with Luna ))

[•Jesus Saves•]

(oh yea...)

[Ashara]

[Just got home. I'm tired and eating popcorn atm but I'll try reply tonight]

[Moved </3 D:]

Gingerly, Feather moved towards Ronan, captivated by curiousity. Her nostrils flared, and she snorted at the scent of blood, but the smell didn't deter her. If anything, it made her curiousity build. This horse in front of her was hurt. Though she knew nothing about wounds, she was hoping to help. When Ronan whinnied back to her, she paused, her body stopping with her left hoof in the air. A stallion. Her thoughts backpedaled, and she wondered if she should listen to her instincts and canter away. She shook that thought away. Running away would result in injury, with the slick and muddied ground beneath her. Pressing onwards, her dark brown eyes fought to make out the figure of the stallion before her. Unspeaking, she appeared in his vision, showing her soaking blue fur to him.