Equus- Wild horse rp - OPEN

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The Paint Mare Snorted, Coming across Buck and a mare. She pinned her ears, but stood her ground. She wasn`t going to be charmed, or didn`t want to be snaked. Her muzzled Arrowed to the grass, plucking a few blades.


(( WB ))

[Catastrophic]

[yeahh sorry I'm quitting :l I'm just bored.]

[the roleplay has barley begun :l it really annoys me when people do that, what's even the point in joining?]

~ B u c k ~ S t a l l i o n ~ 1 0 . y e a r s . o l d ~ S p a n i s h . M u st a n g ~

As Buck watched over his mare his glance darted past 2 lone mares, both look more familiar to him than Rain the gypsy, vanser, or banner no no it was vanner. He watched them both carefully it was unlikely he could get them both so he started to make a choice, one didn't seemed phased by him or Rain whilst the other seemed to be rather nervous. He turned to Rain who he was beginning to trust, she didn't seem like the kind of mare who would leave him. "Please don't move from here, I won't be far if another stallion comes along."He said confidently as he moved towards the mare closest to the water [Royal] she seemed nervous but along as he could get close enough he figured she would be easy to snake rather than the other mare who would probably stand there and ignore him.

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The Paint Mare sighed, Bringing her head up, looking less submissive. Her ears perked forward, But then back at the draft horse. She stuck her muzzle out, Sniffing her scent before taking off with a buck. She stopped at the river, Laying down and Rolling.

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[Sʈɑrry Ɲɩght Skɩə]

Working on a tight schedule here but I'll finish these asap. And sorry they aren't my best forms I just needed to do them very fast}

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✦ Ｊｕｓｔ Ｓｋｉｍｍｉｎｇ ｔｈｅ Ｓｕｒｆａｃｅ ✦

This is Bird. Not *Enter something here* Bird, just plain Bird. Nothing added or taken away. Any who Bird is a mare, surprise surprise. She is a good age, neither older or younger. Birds age rest somewhere between six and seven years of age. With her it's hard to tell exactly when she was born but it's thought to be somewhere around those numbers. Though Bird's exact breed is unknown and will probably never be known, she is a paint. She holds an odd version of the paint tabiano patter. her body shape is also similar to that of a mustang so she must have some in her blood. Bird has a pelt of very light, chestnut bay with clear, white tabiano spots. Though her main and tail should be darker they are both a light blond color. Her face is caped with a war bonnet and the white across her face makes her looks like she has a bald face, though both of her eyes are covered by a chestnut spot. Thus her eyes are not blue but brown.

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❦ Ｌｏｏｋｉｎｇ Ｄｅｅｐｅｒ Ｗｉｔｈｉｎ ❦

Bird has a very distinct personality. Obviously it isn't like a human personality since she is a horse, but you can tell that it's there and it's her. Bird is a very independent horse, or as independent as a horse can get. She obviously doesn't like to be totally alone for a long period of time, but she does tend to graze and stay a bit away from other horses. She takes care of herself, when aloud. Though she isn't really a dominant mare, she doesn't take kindly to being tolled what to do. She is much like a cat, she has to do something on her own terms, not on someone else's. She tends to fight back on many things, being snaked is definitely one of them. Bird is not a kind mare to stallions. It's nothing personal, though it kind of is, she just hates them. She isn't a mare to run from being snaked, she's stubborn enough to stand her ground and fight. Yeah, she stubborn and she isn't the bright when it comes to certain things. Over all she is one interesting mare.

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☪ Ｇｅｔｔｉｎｇ ｔｏ Ｋｎｏｗ Ｙｏｕ ☪

So Bird really does have a limited family. Her Sire is unknown, she never met him and she doesn't really care all that much. Maybe one day maybe never, it doesn't concern her. Bird's Dam was a mare who was called Falling Skies. She was a good mother to Bird and Bird still thinks of her dearly. If Bird has any siblings or half siblings she has never met them. And even then the chances or running into them are low. Bird is not in a heard right now, she is a lone and wandering mare. Frankly she doesn't care to be in a heard, maybe a heard of mares but not with a stallion. As of now Bird has no foals either.

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✦ Ｊｕｓｔ Ｓｋｉｍｍｉｎｇ ｔｈｅ Ｓｕｒｆａｃｅ ✦

His name is Lost Soul. Most simply just call him Soul though, as it makes life easier. Soul is in fact a stallion; it's kind of hard to miss that fact. He is a ripe age for a stallion about nine years of age, give or take a bit. Again, its hard to know these things for sure. When you first look at Soul it's very easy to tell what breed he is. By his body shape and the way he holds himself he is an Arabian, a pure blooded Arabian. His coat is a light bay coloring. This makes his legs mostly black, despite the white socks of three legs and his white pastern on the other. He also has a very small white star perched between his brown eyes. Soul's main and tail are a dark black as well, making him a perfect picture of a bay Arabian.

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❦ Ｌｏｏｋｉｎｇ Ｄｅｅｐｅｒ Ｗｉｔｈｉｎ ❦

When the time comes to describe Soul as a stallion he is neither cruel nor charismatic, he is just a horse. Soul isn't really a gentleman but he's no devil either, he does what he does and he does it to survive and thrive. Soul is a very calculating horse, his mission is to live with as few scares as possible. He knows that the only real way to survive is to form a nice large herd, and he will do that by force. The stallion is not afraid to snake mares from where ever is needed, in terms he is quite bold. He tends to speak his mind no matter how painful the truth is. He figures the truth is better then a bunch of lies that just build up on one another. He is a very dominant horse when it comes to hierarchies. He refuses to take no from anyone, he does what he wants and he will not be tolled what to do. In that sense he is quite stubborn. He's also not a big flirt, really he rarely shows any emotion what so ever its hard to get his 'shell' to crack, if there is one. Sometime's it hard to tell if he's protecting himself by showing little to no emotion of if that is really how he is.

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☪ Ｇｅｔｔｉｎｇ ｔｏ Ｋｎｏｗ Ｙｏｕ ☪

Like most horses Soul's family is also quite limited. Soul's Sire was a stallion by the name of Dyami. He was the leader of Soul's birth herd. Soul honestly has no feeling for or against the other stallion, he was just doing his job that's it. Soul's Dam on the other hand was a mare named Summer Wind. Though Soul knows he'll never see her again he does like her and thinks of her as a good mother. As of right now Soul has no herd, his last her was overrun by some young bachelor stallions so now he is looking for mares once more. Soul has fathered many foals in the past but as of right now has no foals.

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I read the rules.
*I own none of the picture used.
**Forms are my own, as are characters.

[Sk8terGal98]

r o y a l • c l a s s

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"I find
b e a u t y
in things that are
o d d and i m p e r f e c t
they are much more
i n t e r e s t i n g."

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Glancing back over her brown shoulder as she glared at the stud with her golden eyes, she turned to him with confidence and watched as he made his way towards her. Royal looked calm and collected, she hid her emotion well but her eyes were the one thing that gave her up. Her eyes gave away her feeling, allowing others to see her true feelings. "How about her..she'd make for a much better prize." The words flowed from her mouth with ease as she spoke to the stranger, obviously talking about the over lone mare despite how nervous Royal actually was. Shaking her blond mane as she turned her back, hoping he would take her words in consideration and take the other mare instead while Royal took a few steps forward, ready to leave.

[downtongabby]

Name: Le Cheval, named by the french cowboys that round up her type. Literally means "The Horse" in French.
Nickname: Cheval
Gender: Mare
Age: 9 years
Breed: Camargue, a breed of small, feral, grey horses that live in the wetlands of Camargue in France.
Height: 15hh
Color: Grey
Markings: None
Conformation: Poor
History: Captured when she was 3 years old because of her potential as a children's horse, she quickly and steadily changed hands as families found her practically unrideable. She was sent across the ocean to a world-renowned trainer, who let her free when he realized that she could never serve a purpose besides cheap dog meat. She arrived here by swimming.
Personality: Cheval feels comfortable on the island, since living in saltwater and swimming has always been her strong suit. She doesn't have the best conformation or personality, but these help her survive in the wild.

Name: Seattle Winnings, a two-part name originating from her mother, daughter of Seattle Slew (Seattle's Alexandra), and her father, It's All About Winning.
Nickname: Seattle
Gender: Mare
Age: 5 years
Breed: Thoroughbred
Height: 16.1 hh
Color: Chestnut
Markings: A blaze, socks on her two hind feet, and coronets on her two front feet.
Conformation: Very good
History: Seattle Winnings was destined to be good racer the moment she was born, judging by the bloodlines of Rachel Alexandra on one side and Seattle Slew on the other. Although she never ended up being a Triple Crown Winner, let alone winner of a major race, she still had enough winnings to make her a brood mare. On the way south to be bred to a stallion in Brazil, the boat was shipwrecked and she was cast on to Equus.
Personality: Seattle can barely skate by at the moment on the island- she has never been wild before, let alone turned out to pasture without a fly sheet on. She is obedient, yet high-strung; the only thing that has prevented her from being eaten by predators so far.

*I have read the rules

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(( So many Mares.... And only 2 stallions XD I`m making a few studs... ))

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Name:
This Stallion`s Name is Apollo.
Age:
He is 2 years old
Gender:
Stallion
Breed:
Mustang X Lusitano
Height:
Apollo is at least 16.5 Hands, But will remain this height.
Personality:
offspring:
Apollo has yet to sire any foals.

[pleasedelete..]

Mist stayed where she was, loyally. She moved a few steps but that was about it. She had another quick drink and then started to pull up the green grass by the water's edge. She had her front hooves in the water, and it swirled around her ankles. It felt nice after walking around so much. Rain lifted her head once or twice to see what Buck was doing.

[Catastrophic]

[actually it's not too bad with so many mares the rules say around 3 or more mares to a stallion it's nicer to have big herds but a few young bachelors wouldn't be missed, I'm going to make one try to make them around 2-4 years old oh and accepted.]

~ B u c k ~ S t a l l i o n ~ 1 0 . y e a r s . o l d ~ S p a n i s h . M u st a n g ~

He made his way towards the mare slowly. Stopping when she spoke and listening he raised his head slightly to show dominance, he wanted the other mare in his herd too but he had chosen her and he was never one to give up "I disagree."He replied in his very simple way of speaking before taking another few steps he felt like he was close enough to catch up with her if she did decide to run at this point but he was never the best at judging distances.

~ R u m m y ~ M a r e ~ 1 0 . y e a r s . o l d ~ A p p a l o o s a ~

The mare raised her head whilst grazing after she heard a whinny echo through the forest, it didn't concern her and it was probably just a group of bachelors. She lowered her head once again and swatted a few flies with her tail as she grazed plucking out the freshest blades from under a large tree bordering the forest and meadow. She had found this was the best spot to avoid stallions.If they come near her she would dart into the forest where it would be considerably harder for them to follow.

~ C a n d a c e ~ M a r e ~ 3 . y e a r s . o l d ~ Q u a r t e r . H o r s e ~

The young mare moved slowly down to the lake she saw a young yearling who didn't bother her all that much. As she approached she saw a large stallion and 3 mares he ears perked and she snorted loudly before turning tightly and galloping away up the trail and into the meadow. Her hooves pounded against the ground leaving perfectly formed hoof prints on the slightly damp ground. When she reached the meadow she looked around and slowed gradually to a stop her eyes scanned around her checking for stallions. Her young mind didn't know how to react to stallions or how to behave around them so she found the best option was to avoid the completely and standing in the middle of a open meadow was just one way to draw attention to herself.