.::First Light::. .::Four Years . Mare . No Herd . Not In Heat . No Foals . No Mate . With 'Rosealie' and 'Black Moon'::.
Isis happily snatched up a few mouthfuls of the sweet grass, content with grazing peacefully in the presence of the other horses. Eventually her mind started bugging her, little flies of thought invading her consciousness like a sweaty stallion on a hot summer's day. She switched her long tail in annoyance, deciding to put an end to it by just asking him. "Moon?" she murmured placidly, "I was just thinking, I wouldn't really like to spend another winter on my own, and you seem less pushy than most of the stallions I've ever met. Would you mind terribly much if I joined your herd?" Somewhat anxiously, Isis awaited his reply.
“Tomorrow, is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one.” ~ BRAD PAISLEY
I am perfectly aware this is a gelding, I just want it to be a mare XD
Username;;Edward bear Nickname;;Rosa Age;;5 years Gender;;Mare
Personality;;Rosa is calm, and wise for her young age. She's not very likely to lose her temper, and is simply ready to comply to whatever everyone wants. But just because she aims to please doesn't mean she can't take the lead when she wants. She has mentally mapped the lands she roams, noting where herd and stallions grazed. If she doesn't want to be caught by a stallion, she won't be, and has quite high standards. She is smart, as shown in her careful mapping, and her speech shows this. History;;She was born in a breeding stables in Arizona, she walked to the land of the herds by herself, alone. She's never had a foal, and has never been in a herd before. She was first told of this land by her mother, and decided to go here when they started her gentling. Other;;-
Breed;;Welsh pony Coat Color;;Flaxen chestnut, sabino Mane and Tail Color;;A off white Eye Color;;Brown Other Markings;;She has the normal sabino markings, four stockings, a blaze, and a blotch of white under her elbow.
Parents;;Driven Crazy (Sire-father-) and Climbing Ivy (Dam-mother-) Siblings;;None that she knows of. Stallion/Mares;;Well, she's alone. Foals;;None.
;; Rain Dancing ;;
Username;;You may call me Edd or Bear :) Nickname;;Rain Age;;Six years Gender;;Mare
Personality;;Rain doesn't like to be contradicted. Her temper may explode if you cross lines she's made, or decide to tell her to shut up. She holds grudges for the longest time, and isn't the happiest horse around. She can be easily depressed, especially if you decide to call her names or talk about her behind her back. She doesn't like very many other horses, which is why she's lasted this long alone. She can become extremely loyal if you get on her good side, though. History;;She was kicked out of the herd because her half sister hated her. Her half sister happened to be Rain's father's favorite, and started spreading rumors that Rain had been seeing a stallion from another herd, and was spilling secrets, which wasn't true. She was then kicked out to survive on her own. Other;;-
Breed;;Mustang Coat Color;;Dappled gray Mane and Tail Color;;Gray, then fades to a cream color. Eye Color;;Brown. Other Markings;;She has a cornet marking on her front left leg.
Parents;;Flame(Sire) and Ice(Dam) Siblings;;Snow, Red, Garnet. Stallion/Mares;;None. Foals;;None.
{{ Hey guys! Sorry for letting his role-play "die"! It's me Silence on another account. I screwed up my last one. I was changing my email and instead of writing crazystupidluv33@gmail.com I typed in crazystupidLOVE33@gmail.com so I am trying to sort it out with the CS staff, and Tess hasn't replied in a while. So I don't know what is going to happen. ANYWAY, I am back and will start posting again very soon! :] }}
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Hey guys, it's Xx S i l e n c e xX here. I am having major difficulties with my other account because of stupid ol' me so I don't know if I will keep this account forever, or if it is temporary.
{{ It would be a problem, even if I could edit the first posts. I guess it'll just have to wait for horses to be added. x.x }}
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Hey guys, it's Xx S i l e n c e xX here. I am having major difficulties with my other account because of stupid ol' me so I don't know if I will keep this account forever, or if it is temporary.
{{ Okay, accepted. }} {{ Okay, so, there is going to be a blizzard. So start acting like the wind is picking up and what not XD }}
Sᴛᴏʀᴍ Cʜᴀsᴇʀ
.: Four Years .: Mare :. Not In Heat :. Traveling with Neron :. No Foals .: No Mate :.
Storm Chaser giggled and shook her mane. When she lifted it back up, Neron was walking off, and he seemed quite interested in it. The white mare started at a canter until she was close enough to him before she dropped into a walk. Storm lifted her muzzle to the air, and she scented other horses. But he question was, why was he heading towards other horses? She realized that there might be better and more food near a herd of horses, so that was probably why. The wind felt like it would surely knock her over, as it whipped against the two as they continued on their way. The snow crunched beneath their hooves as they walked along. Storm's white coat would be good for camouflage.
Bʟᴀᴄᴋ Mᴏᴏɴ
.: Seven Years .: Stallion :. Mares- Rosalie, First Light., :. His Herd :. No Foals .: No Mate :.
Black Moon dug in the snow until he found grass before lowering his head and snatching it up. The space he had made in the snow was big enough for all three of the horses for now. Like an alarm, he would lift his head up every now and then, checking to see if any danger were near. He perked his ears, seeing two horses approaching in the distance, but he wouldn't worry awfully much. His black head turned to listen to First Light. "Why, of course you can join me and Rosalie." The Friesian stallion smiled before nudging her gently, as a sign of welcome, before he lowered his head and nibbled at the dying grass once more.
Dᴇᴠɪʟ's Sᴀᴄʀɪғɪᴄᴇ
.: Five Years :. Mare .: In Heat :. Lone Mare .: No Foals :. No Mate .:
UpTheWall Rosa stood stock still, nostrils raised to the wind. It was picking up speed, brushing it's wild fingers through the mares mane. Rosa had been monitoring the air around her for a while, it had been getting colder. The weather was going to change, and soon. She needed shelter, she knew, but there wasn't a suitable cave around for miles. With a great breath, the pony mare arched her neck, and fought her way against the wind. It was hard for her, considering her size, and the fact she was more brains then brawn. Snow clumped onto her copper fur, soaking her to the bone, and causing a shiver to run down her spine at moment intervals.
Rain Dancing Rain's nostrils flared as she scented the storm. It was to be a bad one, she knew. Flicking her tail, the mare loped off, trying to find shelter. A rock formation stuck inside a mountain would be her savior for the night. With ears pinned, the dappled mare watched the snowflakes drift onto the ground, annoyed she would be forced into the sludge tomorrow to find food.