Horse RP || Semi - Lit || Accepting

[Schainukan]

(The names are always clickable, so you can view their picture.)

Tsuyo

Stallion||4 years||Loner|| No crush|| With: None|| Where: Forest

Tsuyo hold his head high into the air, tail lashing out from time to time as he made his way around in the forest. He gazed at the lush trees with all this different shades of green. Yet this wasn’t important now the stallion didn't even really know on his own what he did here actually. The bachelor had to admit that he was quite bored right now and just wanted to meet someone to talk with, maybe even flirt a bit. A heavy sigh escaped his muzzle and Tsuyo started to prance a bit so he would have some fun at least.

Yona

Mare||5 years||Loner|| No crush|| With: None|| Where: Lake

Dark silver-gray hooves beat hard on the ground with each step they made along Yona’s way. Though the sound got muted as they hit the soft and green grass. A little dust made its way into the air behind her and the wind passed her, making her locks waving into the air as she ran. Her pitch black coat shone in the sun, the lake next to the lone mare that was as calm as her right now. She noticed different stallions whinnying but Yona didn’t mind, deciding later to go and just wanting to run along the lake for now. Maybe a few more times and enjoying the day.

Kaen

Mare||4,5 years||Loner|| No crush|| With: None|| Where: Mountain area

Kaen trotted slowly through the lower mountain range, she had gone for a walk right after she had awoke. There was this look in her pale blue eyes, a look of panic but why? The mare had a terrible nightmare, a flash back from the fights, again. Kaen was still shocked but actually she didn't need to, it started a while ago since her past started to haunt her with awful nightmares from time to time. This morning the chestnut horse had one again and she went here to calm herself down again, in this cooler area, hoping it would work.

[xChry.]

Name:: Shadow
Age:: 3
Gender:: Mare
Herd:: Loner
Crush:: n/a
Mate:: n/a
Foal(s):: n/a
Personality:: This particular mare is keen on sight, but poor on smell. She's a shy horse once introduced, but in time warms up to any horse that's decent to her. Her eyes are always soft, and she's always a forgiving one, but was always one to hold a grudge. By time she lets go of the past. She always looks at the future bright and hopes for the best for every horse out there. She always care about every horses health whether she likes the horse or not. She would never be one to start a fight, and is always the recessive, but has much respect for those older, wiser, and more powerful than her.
History:: Born in her old home, she had a good life up until the age of 2. Because of horses accusing and fighting, she got kicked out of the herd and became a loner. She spends her days grazing and looking around for a new herd that will hopefully respect her and treat her as one of their own. She wanders from place to place looking and hoping for a new herd.
Breed:: Paintaloosa
Weight:: 1200
Hieght:: 15.3
Looks::

Other:: This mare was born with the XX gene, and can't smell as good as any other horse. Her hearing is fair, like any other horse, and sometimes has slow reactions. She has severe anxiety, as well.

[zoketi.]

{ I added another horse to my first post. Will roleplay tomorrow. ;3 }

[fruitbat]

{recap?}

[Holly Dash]

Name::
Filly Friday
Age::
Not quite a filly anymore, nine years as of current.
Gender::
A mare, just a mare.
Herd::
Sadly none.
Crush::
Too old for that youthful foolish stuff.
Mate::
Dead or gone, it doesn't matter now.
Foal(s)::
Gone with the wind. Probably have their own families and herds now.
Personality::
Easily pushed to do anything, she is very meek and peaceful. However, she is not shy, she likes socializing a lot.
History::
She was born in a farm. At a very young age, only two years, a stallion from the wild prairies seduced her and convinced her to come with him. She followed him everywhere, they were quite the pair - a bold, over-the-top brawler and a nice, meek young filly. He gave her the name 'Filly Friday' because she followed him no matter what. The name stuck, and she lived with it. How she survived from her third year to her ninth, birthing three foals, is a mystery and she rather does not talk about it.
Breed::
None. Just bred from a draft horse and a pony.
Weight&&Height::
A tonne && 13 hands.

[purpledirewolf2019]

(@Dream: just Wonder and Storm getting to know each other)

[war paint.]

[[ All accepted guys, now I might be gone for a little, so just to be nice, I'll let you roleplay to thirty pages without me if you do. Just nothing over thirty. ]]

Wonder trotted over to a large, thick and leave covered tree and slowly slid to her legs. She hung her head and closed her eyes and flicked her tail before starting to fall asleep. Hoping the stallion would protect her even though they had just met.

[war paint.]

wip

Name:: Starr or Star
Age:: Four
Gender:: Mare
Herd:: Loner
Crush:: N/A
Mate:: N/A
Foal(s):: N/A
Personality:: Star is a very, motherly mare. But yet she is protective of herself and does not liked to be bullied. Then again she can be kind, caring and a gentle giant. Yes a gentle giant, she is kind of tall. She does have a aggressive side and is very protective of herself. She is not fond of stallions or herds.
History:: Star has no wild history, born and raised wild. Yet her mother wasn't the lead mare, just a nice mare in a herd and she was kicked out of her herd two years. There has been stallions that tried to snake her before, but she always ran away because of her long, strong legs.
Breed:: Mutt.
Weight:: 1,302
Height::15.3
Looks::

Other:: Nothing

[purpledirewolf2019]

Storm followed Wonder and stood close to her as she fell asleep. He was tired too, but he wanted to show her that he did care for her and that of need be, he could protect her. He nuzzled her neck, just to let her know he was there and then kept watch.

[xChry.]

Shadow
Shadow came cantering, fast and collected on the edge of the field. She eventually came across two horses, of which she thought she could finally earn some friends. Immediately after thinking, she slowed her pace to a trot, then a walk. Allowing her head to relax, she dropped it. As her head got lower, the horses came into view more. They kind of looked like two lovers. When she got close, she stopped. She rounded her hindquarters out to make it easier for a quick escape if needed. She contemplated on whether she should nicker and at least try, or turn and run now. She eventually let out a warm, welcoming nicker towards the horse 'Storm'.