Don't Look Back II Wild Horse RP II Semi-Lit (New Acepting!)

[skyguy]

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－ { ｓｔａｌｌｉｏｎ } { ６ ｙｅａｒｓ } { ｓｌｅｅｐｉｎｇ } －

He was in a deep sleep, sprawled out along the wet grass. Snoring softly and aware there was nobody around, he rolled over onto his flank and kicked the air. A dream of galloping against the wind and having a big herd of his own, with a beautiful lead mare guiding the others to a watering hole. The young stallion was the centre of attention as he stood tall over them all, his masculine features standing out. Smiling as they gasped in surprise, he got a million nuzzles on the cheek by a dozen females. Now he was so popular, and he could love whoever he wanted! Suddenly, his eyes flickered open and his ears were erect.

Searching around for his wonderful mares came to a disappointing end. It turned out it was all just a wonderland in his mind. His dream leader was nowhere to be seen, and neither was his followers. Not that it mattered, of course! He'd rather live as a bachelor than have tons of mares flowing onto him, cuddling him and knocking him off his hooves. Oh, what stupidity. The real dream was to live a life of journeying on purple-headed mountains and racing against the breeze of season. Yes, what a marvellous life he'd live; food and water, adventure and play.
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ｙｏｕｒ ｗｏｒｓｔ ｎｉｇｈｔｍａｒｅ
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－ { ｍａｒｅ } { ５ ｙｅａｒｓ } { ｇｒａｚｉｎｇ } －

Slowly approaching the long, wild grass is what she was doing. As soon as she spotted the wet patches, she leaned down and flared her nostrils. Her ears were swept to the side as she beared her teeth and began to munch on the glorious surface she stood on. Hopefully no stallions would approach her as she was too embarrassed to tell them her show name; the last male she told made fun of her and she ended up spooking him. She didn't want to commit another crime like that, it was too scary to face the dangers of bucking at a well-fitted stallion. As she was eating, she assumed that somebody was trotting towards her. The courageous mare lifted her head and raised her neck high, sniffing the air.

There was no presence or scent of another horse and she was too protective over her marvellous meal to leave, so she began to crunch it in her jaws again. Taunting her as they flew did the birds, which irritated her and caused her to flick her ear in frustration. Cawing wound her up and it was too much for her. Forgetting about the grass, she broke into a gallop out of the blue and leapt into the air. She snapped her teeth at the birds which caused them to flap away in horror. No bird would've expected her to jump like that, but the thing is that she didn't think it would happen. Returning to her grass which wasn't too far away, once again she snaffled the heavenly plant.
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－ { ｆｉｌｌｙ } { ４ ｍｏｎｔｈｓ } { ｌｏｏｋｉｎｇ ｆｏｒ ｍｉａｍｉ } －

She was terrified. Never before had she been scared of anything as silly as that, but she felt like the nation had just died on the spot. The feeling was eerie because she saw nothing since her vision was blurry. Somehow she felt as if she was going to collapse since she was so lost. Unleashing a whinny as she cantered, there was no reply. No wonder there wasn't, she had the smallest voice in the area. Soon, her voice went croaky and she found it hard to neigh any more. Suddenly, a horse's silhouette came into sight and she galloped towards it in relief.

As she came closer, she seemed to be approaching a stallion. Hesitating, she stepped back; it didn't look like her leader at all. But the misty atmosphere spooked her, so she went over anyway. Coming closer and closer to the stallion, she saw his true appearance. The large male (Lives In The Woods) looked not a single bit familiar but she'd do anything for help. Nickering as she came towards him, she found herself standing at his hooves and looking up to him. Her eyes were clouded up with worry and she pranced on the spot to get his attention.
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ooc ;;; can I have a reply please. this role play is boring. if nobody bothers to role play apart from two people then I'm going to have to quit...sorry.

[paw;]

[Sorry. I have two open mares, Sacred Dancer and Sight of the Full Moon. Also I was thinking of making some more characters. But, who is a Crimson Equation.]

{ Lives in the Woods }

Gender; Stallion
Age; 6 years
Breed; Clydesdale
Crush/Mares; Crushing on Kestrel
Mood; Curious, Happy

The stallion let out a delighted snort as Kestrel splashed him. Once he had shaken his head of the water he saw her swimming across the river. Woods smiled as he then looked around at his surroundings. Then like a sudden wave Kestrel had charged back in at him and once again he had been splashed. Not like it made a difference - he was already standing in water. His forelock lay wet and dripping sown his face. Yet he smiled, "Me neither. A long, long while." He replied with a nicker. As the mare waded out he splashed around in the water some more. He started to go back to the swaying grass after Kestrel laid down in it. His brown - now more blackish - body emerging from the water. He got to where it was hooves length and looked down at her, something was on her mind he could tell. As he picked the water grazed grass out of the ground inbetween his hooves he looked up at her with deep brown eyes.

[dakotaawolven]

{ A K e s t r e l ' s D r e a m }
{Nickname→Kestrel, Kes}
{Gender→♀}
{Age→7 years}
{Crush→Woods}
{Mate→No one}
{Feeling→Content, Nervous}

{ A K e s t r e l ' s D r e a m }
Kestrel smiled softly before she spoke. She finally worked up enough courage to ask her question. But, she didn't want to be rude, so her voice was very quiet. "How come you haven't made a new herd, Woods?" she asked with deep, liquid blue eyes. She lifted her head and gazed at him. She hoped she hadn't crossed a line by asking him. She liked him quite a bit and didn't want to make him go away. Her gaze was calm, but a little nervousness flickered across her eyes before vanishing once again.

Wb

[skyguy]

[Sorry. I have two open mares, Sacred Dancer and Sight of the Full Moon. Also I was thinking of making some more characters. But, who is a Crimson Equation.]

{ Lives in the Woods }

Gender; Stallion
Age; 6 years
Breed; Clydesdale
Crush/Mares; Crushing on Kestrel
Mood; Curious, Happy

The stallion let out a delighted snort as Kestrel splashed him. Once he had shaken his head of the water he saw her swimming across the river. Woods smiled as he then looked around at his surroundings. Then like a sudden wave Kestrel had charged back in at him and once again he had been splashed. Not like it made a difference - he was already standing in water. His forelock lay wet and dripping sown his face. Yet he smiled, "Me neither. A long, long while." He replied with a nicker. As the mare waded out he splashed around in the water some more. He started to go back to the swaying grass after Kestrel laid down in it. His brown - now more blackish - body emerging from the water. He got to where it was hooves length and looked down at her, something was on her mind he could tell. As he picked the water grazed grass out of the ground inbetween his hooves he looked up at her with deep brown eyes.

ooc ;;; my stallion isn't open right now. and crimson equation is in a different role play, I meant your character woods if that's okay.

[dakotaawolven]

{I could make another horse to Rp with your charries, Aussie}

[paw;]

[Well, I don't mind if Clover runs into Woods, its up to Dakota (Sorry if that's not what you like to be called.) to though.]

{ Lives in the Woods }

Gender; Stallion
Age; 6 years
Breed; Clydesdale
Crush/Mares; Crushing on Kestrel
Mood; Curious, Happy

Woods looked down at her and lifted up his head when she asked her question. Thinking about it for a few seconds, he spoke. "Honestly, I'm not sure." He nickered almost sadly. "Probably because I look for the perfect mare to lead the herd with me. Also a bit nervous about what happened to my last mare." He added, deciding he shouldn't say anymore. His head nodding to her slightly his eyes focused he looked at her. "Why do you ask?" (wb)

[dakotaawolven]

{ A K e s t r e l ' s D r e a m }
{Nickname→Kestrel, Kes}
{Gender→♀}
{Age→7 years}
{Crush→Woods}
{Mate→No one}
{Feeling→Curious, Worried}

Before the mare can answer, she hears a small nicker. When she turned her head, she saw a tiny filly. Then, lowering her head with soft eyes, she smiled at the youngster. "Hello, little one," she glanced around but saw no other horses anywhere. "Where's your mum, darling?" she asked softly. Kestrel didn't want to frighten the poor thing, but she needed to know if her Dam was nearby. Obviously, there was no one in sight, so could the young filly have wondered away? she asked herself. She kept her thoughts to herself though.

[paw;]

{ Lives in the Woods }

Gender; Stallion
Age; 6 years
Breed; Clydesdale
Crush/Mares; Crushing on Kestrel
Mood; Curious, Happy

Wood's ears perked up hearing the tiny neighs for help and the pounding of little hoofs. Looking over he spotted the filly and saw Kestrel began to talk. His eyes soft he looked at the little horse and let out a caring nicker after Kestrel had asked where her mom was. "Its ok, we can help." He gave the filly a soft nuzzle to tell her she would be okay to trust them. He glanced around for any horses - nothing. Getting a bit worried for the filly, well at least she found them, he starting wondering if her mother was even around. Or if something more then her just wondering off happened. He let out a soft sigh to himself. He knew he would do his best and thought that Kestrel would help to, hopefully. But he really didn't think that she would just walk out of something like this. He didn't want her to.

[skyguy]

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As they spoke to her, she began to grow confused. No, she didn't have a dam or a father. All she ever did was hang out with Miami, and never really thought about her real parents. When they told her they'd help her, she slowly shied away. She thought that they may have wanted to look after her. "I have an adoptive sire but..." she began, but her voice trailed away as she began to wonder where in the world he was. Her eyes shone as she looked up at the twosome and thought that perhaps they could take care of her while she looked for him.
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[dakotaawolven]

{ A K e s t r e l ' s D r e a m }
{Nickname→Kestrel, Kes}
{Gender→♀}
{Age→7 years}
{Crush→Woods}
{Mate→No one}
{Feeling→Curious, Worried}

Kestrel smiled softly and glanced up at Woods. "Where is he, sweetheart?" she asked the small filly. Then, Kestrel shook out her mane a little and spoke again. "I'm Kestrel, and this is Woods. We can help you find your sire if you want," she told the youngster with a caring smile. She let herself take in the filly's scent and there was indeed somewhat of a stallion's scent still on her. That meant that he might not be too far away, she thought to herself. She looked up at Woods again and hoped they would be able to help the filly.