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[shrimpdog]

.|:|Willoughby Wanderer|:|.
Will nodded happily. A pair was good enough for him. He trotted after her, keeping his senses alert for any wolves. It was winter and they were likely to be lurking about now. His muscles rippled under his creamy coat.

[|Sephora|]
With Will||band Mare||Calm

Sephora had noted how alert Will was, probably cautious of predators. She personally didn't fret, both her and Will were of great size, the same size at that. And at least she knew how to fight, she wasn't sure of the bulky gentle giant behind her. Once at the calm lake she let her self walk about a foot deep before taking a steady stance. Her head dipped. before she began drinking she watched the ripples of contact slide across the water. When finished she lifted her head, looking forward.

[evixtus]

Musical Whispers
| Whisper | Mare | Beau's Herd | No Heat Scent | No Foals | Calm |
She stepped back staying calm. She stayed behind Beau but next to Heart at the same time. She swayed her ebony black tail and shook out her mane watching the scene.

[mindless.]

(okayokayokaynevermind)

Soul looked at Celtic. He must think she was horrible as he thought he was, or worse. She honestly saw no way that what he did was wrong...Maybe she should leave him alone. The mare moved slowly back out to the treeline, listening to the other horses that had gathered as she bent to graze.

[Re b e l]

(Beau seems kinda mean, I mean he didn't even give Star a chance to explain herself.

Stary Night-
I flick my tail and pin my ears at her. I turn and lope off, why would I want to be around two jerk, abusive stallions and the mare that controls them. I slow to a trot once i'm a good distance away. I can still see them, and they can probably see me, but i don't care. I lower my head to graze. My spotted skin quivers every once in a while because of the cold air. I swish my tail in bliss 'forget them' I say to myself 'there all minnians to that mare. so who cares?' I ask myself

[doncaster.]

((He just wants mares who know their place and are respectful))

.|:|Celtic Impression|:|.
He noticed Soul leaving to the trees. So, she had decided to go after all. It always happened this way, Celtic always ended up alone. He didn't like being alone, but knew it was safer for everyone that way.

.|:|Willoughby Wanderer|:|.
The broad creamy stallion trotted into the water, it's chilled temperature biting at his skin. He shook out his mane and waded in a bit further. Despite the cold, he liked the water. He swished his long tail.

[mindless.]

( He just wants his mares to be obedient to him and perfectly behaved. You should have seen it before we decided to pretend Soul never met him xD)

Soul watched the mare stalk off. A snort of amusement came from her. The stallion and his zombies should be leaving soon then. Good. She would love the quiet. Maybe she could sleep. Turning to look for Celtic she saw him still standing by the water. Hopefully he did not hate her. She just thought he needed a bit of time alone. Sometimes she needed that.

[doncaster.]

.|:|Celtic Impression|:|.
The dark stallion released a sigh and turned on his hocks to walk over to Soul. He stood a reasonable distance from her and didn't make eye contact, still wondering if she was upset with him, but she seemed more amused. "Soul" he sounded serious. "What if it were you? What if I accidentally lost my temper in front of you and you ended up being the one with crimson staining your coat?" he murmured.

((Who does he remind me of......))

[mindless.]

{ I dunno... >o> }

Soul lifted her head as Celtic approached. She thought about this question for a moment before thinking of a reasonable answer. "I would not get mad, if that is what you are wondering. Because I know I could do hat same thing. We are both at a risk here." She answered with a tilt of her head, wondering of she was making any sense.

[doncaster.]

.|:|Celtic Impression|:|.
He smirked "So, our relationship here is like.... A time bomb" he decided. "We don't know when it will go off, but we can only hope it doesn't explode" he muttered, looking at the sky.

[mindless.]

"The suspense is just killing me." Soul snorts with a small smirk and lowered her head to continue her grazing. Relationship...relationship....the word was foreign to her. Probably just another way of saying friends. That had to be the only way they saw each other right?