Wildhorses of Mysticfalls - closed but do not delete!

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Rising Knight:
He gave another "hrmph" before trotting away from the herd, a few yards knowing he wasn't allowed more but out of sight thanks to the bushes. His head and ears swiveled around, looking at everything. Everything did have a base... Except the sky... He sighed as he layed down, pondering on what he should do. "Well if they don't want to do it then I'll teach myself!" He told himself, standing again and looking around for a good practice dummy.

Clover's Luck:
She watched Slayer wander off and closed her eyes to count his hoof beats before opening them again walking to graze by the others. She swished her tail lazily which spread her heat scent a little more. It was strange but she trusted the colt to not run off, a sort of knowing. She didn't like over worrying about anything and thought it healthy to give some trust to those you didn't want to leave you. After a few bites she decided to pick at Oraco's lightly knotted mane.

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Oraco watched as Slayer left with a slight temper, and sighed at the behaviour of the colt, though he didn't chase after him either. Hopefully, later, he would get the idea and both him and Obsidian would become sparring partners. That way, they could both improve. It saddened him in that way that Yankee had been the only colt in his previous batch of Missy, Yankee, Illusion and... Rebel. A sparring partner was not available. However, with everything that happened, Yankee got a lot of fights in nonetheless.

As Clover started to groom him, he gave a soft snort, flicking his ears in thanks before he turned slightly, grooming her mane as well. It was relaxing, interacting with another. It was the reason why horses had formed herds from the start, and Oraco didn't blame them. He looked over to the other herd, then looked at Clover. "What do you think?" He asked quietly, obviously meaning the large draft.

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Yenkee grazed quietly snorting keeping an eye on the her on the otherside of which oraco was on. He snorted gently and raised his muzzle taking in familiar sents. He snorted once again listening and flicked another ear. A low nicker escaped to let oraco know he was going to look around. He swished his tail and trotted on and off and then looked around smelling the familar sent.. now quite a few hundred meters away more than 300 meters he looked around and pinned his ears as he watched carefully. Men. Probaly the same which took his mother. He snorted gently and around at the yards and and the little cottage. She snorted gently and watched carefully. Staying well hidden like his mother once told him before she passed. Tail flicking he moved as the dog seemed to pick up his smell ears flat he then neighed and then bucked and galloped off and back to the herd. Snorting ears flat as he returned bucking and broncing before stopping ears perked and nostrils perked.

Winter snorted gently "yankee what's wrong love?" She snorted flicking her tail but not moving as dear little diva slept under her.

Sharnie snorted gently keeping obsidian and ace close by.

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As Yankee left, Oraco nodded quietly, lifting his head. He wasn't too concerned, though he was when Yankee came in bucking like no tomorrow. He looked at him, narrowing his eyes. "Yankee? What's up?" He asked, going closer. He snorted to Clover, telling her to round up the herd, just in case. Yankee rarely acted up, as he was a quiet colt.

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yankee looked to oraco. "Its the same humans which took my mother before she had me... where I was born... I remember it faintly but its defiantly the same place. About a kilometer that way he nickered gently and snorted gently as he looked into him his eyes. "If you don't believe they are so close ill show you" he said gently swishing his tail ears slightly pinned.

(Be on in a few minutes phone flat )

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Clover's Luck:
She didn't pause to think of his question, somehow sure of her answer already. "I'm sure Sentinel will be the least of our worries. Now I know that he was the one Lady had spoken about sending. She was one of the few mares that had stood up to Reaper, she must have looked like the devil when he was done..." She added, remembering the healing wounds on the grey mare's coat and picturing it covered in blood. "None the less I must have been decent company for him to ask for us after you took off for Reaper." He had mainly addressed her but he had asked for the stallion as well. She looked at Yankee and paced off a bit, nickering to Slayer who came back after a few seconds. "Help with your siblings." She said while grunting at the other mares to move farther from the direction of the men. "We'll move back where the I met the snotty Fantasy." She told Oraco before moving at a working trot. "Step lightly, they've likely canines."

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(Will be on tomoz... tired and need. Sleep)

Yankee snoted "that's why I returned in such a hurry. They have 4 canines... they've picked up my sent already." He flicked an ear. The canines barks where still there but suddenly stopped which worried him.

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Oraco nodded. "We'll hold them off long enough for you to go." He assured her, before looking at Yankee. "If you want to go with the main herd, now is the time." He told the palomino yearling, before running towards them. He was going to take out the dogs, cripple the men than leave. Oraco didn't want to kill them, after all, but he also did not want them to come back.

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Twilight perked her ears as she caught the faint sound of dogs barking. She stiffened, and laid her ears back, before nipping Russian's hindquarters, making her flee to Missy. "You two stay with the herd. If I hear, see, or smell you, you'll be staying next to my side for the next season. Now get." She watched her fillies hurry to Clover, standing next to the Lead Mare.

Missy held her stance above Russian. She was already a tall filly, standing already at 14.3 H.H. Though when fully grown, considering Twilight's tall height at 15.3 H.H, she was most likely going to be 16. H.H. She shook out her white and golden mane, tossing her forelock out of her eyes. As she approached Clover, she gave the mare a light muzzle of respect.

Paris perked her ears as she was replied, but not by Masquerade. Her heart dropped a little. Did her friend not consider her worthy of saying goodbye? The chestnut mare lowered her head, nuzzling Banshee gently. She'd been helping Dea watch the filly, like a nanny. She felt a strong kick in her stomach, and she winced. Last year she had been covered by Reaper. It wasn't going to be very long for this foal to be born. It seemed to be a powerful and tempered one, for sure.

Dawn lifted her gaze, and peered through her long golden forelock. Snorting gently, she watched Cupidon circle her, gaining no motion-sickness. She shook out her mane and raised her head, delicate ears swiveling. As Fiasco nuzzled her, the paint mare nuzzled him back gingerly, unsure of his movements. A chuckle escaped her pink lips. "Not yet." She dropped her head back down, nibbling lightly on the grass.

Russian stayed under the two mares above her. Her hindquarters were under Clover, and her front end was under her older sister. She swiveled her ears, reminding herself to stay with the herd. She'd gained lots of things from her mother. The strongest one had to be her Mother's loyalty. Including her rowdiness.

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Fire Storm watched Hope graze, his first mare was a fiery one, he liked that. He moved closer to her as he grazed on the lush green grass.

Indigo waited for Rain to choose, she would most likely pick Poseidon but there was always a chance she would pick him.

Ivory stayed near Oraco, flicking her lush tail to swat a fly from her side. Her belly had begun to round and her sides stuck out to the side more and more as her foal grew.

Desert Frowt came to an abrupt halt as she saw a young palomino stallion ( Yankee) not 10 strides away from her.