ᴍɪᴄʜᴇᴢᴏ ᴘʟᴀɪɴs ʜᴏʀsᴇ ʀᴘ ; sᴇᴍɪ-ʟɪᴛ ; ᴏᴘᴇɴ

[Crazycookiemonster]

The sun was rising on another beautiful day, Zaria was at the edge of the forest where she had been sleeping. You could still see the sleep in her eyes, but she just shook out her mane and started out into the field in search of a stallion. As she walked around she grazed a bit, but stopped when she noticed an over sized Stallion. She stuck her head over the tall grass and watched him, she knew he could see her, but she wanted to know if he would come for her. So she stood there, her tail flicking at some flies.

[RαrєHuskíєs]

6 Years ll Stallion ll Bachelor
Making his move ll Eager , Determined

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It took him only a few short moments before he realized the mare grazing a small distance away . He could see her look at him , and by her clear body language , it was evident she was looking for Stallions all around . He snorted lightly , and made a quick decision . He made a quick sweep , to monitor and see if any other Stallion's were in sight . They weren't . Snorting lightly , he pushed his large mass into a slow trot , and then pushed himself into a faster canter , his muscles rippling powerfully under his slick coat . He made his way with decent speed towards the mare , as as he got closer , he lowered his head , his harks plastering back to his head , and he released a short , but loud whinny . He was determined to get her .

[bri']

F E A T H E R

Lone Mare || Two Years || In Heat

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Feather trotted slowly, her harks pricked and her eyes wide. The young mare had gone into heat a bit earlier than most, and had been immediately evicted from her the herd by her volatile mother. Now, she was out on her own, for the first time, her usual personality giving way to a more instinctual skittishness. All feather wanted now was to find a herd. To find a family to replace the terrible one she had recently lost. Typically, the paint mare wasn't this easily frightened, but with the combination of being alone, and the fresh wounds that had been inflicted by Feather's mother, she was jumping at every noise or shadow.

K E I R O

Bachelor || Five Years

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Keiro grazed, his flat teeth pulling and chomping at the fresh spring grass. After a few moments, the large bay stallion raised his head and glanced across the horizon, before letting out a loud, deep bellow. He was five years old this spring, and was eager to begin his herd. Despite that eagerness, he remained his typical calm, and level headed self. Tossing his mane, the brute picked up his hooves and set off at a trot, before extended his stride into a loping canter. Keiro was large, but not too large that it affected his speed too greatly. A couple of minutes later, Keiro slowed his gate to a walk, and eventually a halt, his sides covered with a light sheen of sweat. He had been about to let out another bellow when a figure on a small rise caught his attention. Pricking his harks, Keiro trotted forward a few yards, his orbs and nose picking up on the fact that it was a paint mare in heat.

N A V E E N

Lone Mare || Four Years || In Heat

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The silver, almost blue mare tossed her banner and bucked slightly, the mix of her instincts and heat scent making her feel a bit more high strung than usual. After her buck, Naveen propelled her body forward into an outright gallop, hooves flying across the lush green grass and tearing up the dirt. Naveen was not interested in finding a herd, and had decided to let out her tension, caused by instincts, out by exerting herself. She galloped like this for about a minute or two before she had to slow, and settled for a slow canter. Her sides were soaked with sweat by the time she allowed herself to stop. The blue mare took a few moments to catch her breath, her harks flat. It had been a while since she'd seen another horse; whether it be a mare or stallion, and was in good spirits because of that. Navvy wasn't very sociable or 'nice' when it came to new horses. She often got herself into trouble with the more temperamental stallions when she would run her mouth or be her usual sarcastic self. With a lash of her dark plume, Naveen lowered her head to graze, forelock falling in her eyes.

{{ I'll post for Caine later. Right now I need to eat some food before I waste away to just skin and bones. >_< }}

[Crazycookiemonster]

Zaria at first starred at him amazed at how such a massive horse could get moving that quickly. As he steadily got closer, she was curious if he was going to be nice or be an a** about trying to get her and as she saw him put his head down, she jumped back a little. It was more of a reflex then anything else, but she stepped uncomfortably her ears a little pinned back unsure of what was going to happen next. Zaria looked around her, then back at the stallion, she let out a solid snort, but other than that remained quiet.

[bri']

{{ Crazy, please read the PG-13 rule again and edit your post once you have. Thank you. }}

[Crazycookiemonster]

((sorry I usually don't star out a**))

[bri']

{{ I understand. ^_^ I just have to be strict about it because of the fact that there are younger kids on the site. Thank you for changing it. c: }}

[small town.]

Name:

Kasmic

Nickname:

Kas

Age

4 Years

Gender

Mare

Personality

This mare is an odd one, and that is partly why her name is 'Kasmic'. She usually does not like Stallions and tends to keep to herself, but that is hard in the plains. Kasmic has no goal on where she wants to be, she simply grazes until she find a source of water, and the whole process repeats until sunset, when she seeks shelter that's away from the open. This mare wants to be looked at differently then a prize, though she does not expect & does not want to fall in love with a stallion along the way of her lifestyle.

Physical Description

Kasimic is an average mare, though a little smaller than most are. She has a bright cherry bay coat along with white socks on three legs and dapples that form during the winter. Her mane is coal black, and her eyes an olive green.

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[bri']

{{ Accepted, Grace. c: (Can I call you that? x3) I need a specific height and weight for your horse, though. ^_^ }}

[small town.]

Yes, :3, that's my real name. Let's say 800lb, 15.3h.