Wild Horses- Open

[lynettetan1]

Rogue of the Night

Rogue smiled as Natasha nuzzled him, happy that she seemed to be feeling better. All she had needed was a bit of care, which Rouge was quite comfortable with giving. The paint mustang swished his tail, nuzzling her, before he let his head drop as he started to graze contentedly next to her.

[Deletingaccount]

She felt like telling him how happy she was, but she was to embarressed, instead she gave a soft smile which gave most of how happy she was. She smiled again and then looked to the lead mare then grazed.

(Gtg)?

[lynettetan1]

(Okay. See you soon! )

Rogue of the Night

As Natasha smiled, Rogue flicked his tail happily. He was a simple horse, he didn't need people to tell him how they felt, he normally could see through what their physical bodies were telling him alone. Not to mention with the physical body, it was harder to lie.

[Luna~tic]

Blue Sorrows
Blue nodded, understanding that Rogue's concern was for Natasha. The black mare sighed, looking around for danger, her ears twitching to catch any sound, yet mentally blocking out the conversation between Rogue and Natasha. Content that she'd found a safe place for now, the mare grazed, her ears twitching to turn at every sound. Only the echoing melodies from birds, the whispers between the trees, the sound of the calm river, and horses grazing met her ebony ears. There was no tell tale scent of danger, nor the frightening pad of a predator's step.

[lynettetan1]

Rogue of the Night

Rogue grazed quietly, watching over the herd, making sure no one got injured. Catching Blue's eye, he nodded with a small smile, thanking her for her efforts before he started watching again.

[Luna~tic]

Blue Sorrows
Blue flicked her ear in Rogue's direction before grazing, utterly content.
{{Sorry for retarded one liner.}}

[Kat~]

Name: Heather
Nickname(s): none
Gender: mare
Age: 2 years
Herd: Spartan's
Are you in heat?: no
Foals: one unborn
Lead stallion: Spartan
History: just left her heard
Personality: shy and kind
Breed: Paint Mustang
Coat Color: Palomino Paint
Eye Color: Brown
Markings?: Blaze
Tail/Mane Color: Flaxen
Hoof Color: Tan
other: wild horses (i had to read the rules over and over to find out what i did wrong...i seriously need to be more observant)
(i'm gonna keep this updated for fun )

[Asgard's Trickster]

Caspian
I grazed a few feet away.

Mia
I trotted over to mom. "Can we make a herd with Caspian?"

[Asgard's Trickster]

Name: Heather
Nickname(s): none
Gender: mare
Age: 2 years
Herd: none
Are you in heat?: yes
Foals: none
Lead stallion: none
History: just left her heard
Personality: shy and kind
Breed: Mustang
Coat Color: paint
Eye Color: brown
Markings?: blaze
Tail/Mane Color: flaxen
Hoof Color: tan
Other: shes looking for a herd or lone stalion

Read the rules please

[Deletingaccount]

Natasha lowered her head after looking around and grazed quietly. She swished her tail at a fly or two and then snorted gently as she heightened her head and rested a hind hoof. Her ears both dropped to the sides and she relaxed.