Mood: Good enough
Age: 18 years
Status: Band mare
"Feels so good being bad, there's no way I'm turning back.
Now the pain is my pleasure, nothing can measure."
Dark Light II
Dark nudged her stallion as they moved off, her muzzle brushing along his neck before she edged into the lead. Her foal was a lively one and a fast grower. The mare felt it kick as she slowed a moment and she snorted. She was only heading for the valley now, considering the weather and the late season, it was time to get their butts down there. Dark set the pace at a medium trot, the fastest she could do with her expanding belly and unhelpful passenger.
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Mood: Distant
Age: 13 years
Status: Band stallion
"I'm a beast, I'm an animal, I'm that monster in the mirror.
The headliner, finisher, I'm the closer, the winner.
Best when under pressure, with seconds left I show up."
Shetan
Shetan's expecting gaze set in his high held head dimmed with the heaving of his chest. The proud anticipation, the want of her approval was like that of a young foal to his mother. But it was dripping out of his gaze, leaving only the empty haze of insanity. His mind was gnawing on itself, or it had been. Now it was ravenous, attempting to consume itself completely. Yet, yet there was a part of it that disliked this increased pace.
Not yet, not yet. I'm always late, remember? Bah, but no matter, he had to focus here. Here and now, his mind wasn't gone.
The spotted stallion looked down over his body, now aware of the stiffness of his fur due to the dried blood on him. His mare did take care of him that was for sure. With a groan and a stumble, he moved closer to Story. His head dipped down, the feeling that he had disappointed her hitting him through that same strange pathway that the urge to please her did. Shetan's head hit her shoulder, resting there as he resigned himself to this mindlessness for a moment. Then, following suit with this foal-like string of behavior, he gave her belly a nudge, let out a hoarse ghost of a nicker to Rosie, and turned to wander towards water without protest.
Shetan made sure to keep the herd near water, so he was soon wading into the starting-to-freeze water. The shock from the cold rippled through him, and he snorted as he shook himself out, trying to avoid a shiver. The stallion briefly rolled, keeping it very practical, and was soon back by his mares' sides. But then again, he could hardly stay still and in one spot now. The tips of his fur curled with frost that quickly dissipated under the crackle of electricity in the air. All that foal behavior, it was a recovery. He'd gone to take care of his blood-thirst and he needed a little play to even out with the violence. But now he was at a paused moment, and his eyes crawled over his two mares. He had two tugs pulling away at him, one was taking him out into Utasia again to look for his enemy, while the other was pulling him to his mares. And Shetan, being the way he is, decided he could have both. He planned on seeing if the mares were thirsty then taking them with him exploring.
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Mood: Relatively fine
Age: 9 years
Status: Lead mare
"If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?"
Xanthos
Xanthos knew, just knew, that something seemed wrong. But it was something she didn't bother herself with right now.
"Galaxy..." She began, moving closer to him with a shy smile.
"I'm sorry. Sorry that it took me so long to come around. But I have, and I'm here, here to stay." She phased, hesitating a tad and forcing herself to take it a bit more causally.
"If you still want." It was obvious she wanted to be with him, but there was still that doubt creeping in, the fear that he'd deny her as she'd denied Scream.
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Mood: Decent
Age: 8 years
Status: Lone mare
"So I put my faith in something unknown,
I've been living on such sweet nothing,
and I'm trying to hope with nothing to hold."
Sweet Abandon
Bandy had collapsed a little bit after she'd realized that Shetan had left with her daughter. Both grief and exhaustion had driven her to the ground. The Pintaloosa mare was curled around herself, her large barrel was what she was really protecting. It all had come crashing down around her; her worst nightmares realized. Shetan had come and taken what he wanted. But why, why hadn't he taken her? Because she was pregnant? It made no sense, but then again why would she even try and apply logic to him? Her eyes closed and she held back a scream, placing her muzzle on the ground. What really killed her was that all she could do to help her daughter now was pray that she would be safe.
When a voice called out, her head shot up and she attempted to stand quickly. It was difficult though with her belly and she nearly fell back down. She spotted the caller, and while she did seem like a member of her family, she dismissed her as a threat due to the fact that she was a mare and Bandy just didn't even really care anymore. Her daughter and stallion were gone, there was little point left in this life. The mare sighed, her head lowering as she settled back on all four of her feet. Her response was a whinny back to the other mare, as she couldn't muster words.
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Mood: Fine
Age: 6 years
Status: Band stallion
"Know what I've done wrong,
Left your heart torn.
Is that what devils do?"
Kumar
Kumar had been following Lotus when his mares slowed and expressed concern over the weather. As both got on edge, he began to consider snaking to keep them on track.
"It does look bleak, but the valley should be better in general. Besides what type of a place is a cave for a horse?" He didn't even really have caves in his homeland, and he'd never liked them. He gave them both a nudge to speed them up on their way to the valley.
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Mood: Fine
Age: 5 years
Status: Lone mare
"I'm about to go astray,
my inhibition's gone away.
I feel like sinning."
Corona Vestige
Corona reached her new stallion's hips, pausing her grooming a moment. He wasn't much of a talker, so that meant she knew him very little. But she was his and they were expecting a foal, it'd be nice to know him a bit. She wasn't one to love unconditionally anymore, so this was more of an arrangement of convenience. A way for her to survive and try and find a connection again. Her head slipped over her Titan's back and she watched the skies hesitantly.
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Mood: Amused
Age: 4 years
Status: Lone stallion
"They can keep me out, 'til I tear the walls,
'Til I take your hearts. And to take your souls,
What has been done cannot be undone.”
Horkos
Horkos smiled and tipped his head as the mare spoke, but his smile dissipated as she coughed. But her health seemed to be her own problem, after all, she was very frail. Besides, she'd agreed to him.
"Ah, that condition I can deal with. Can't blame me if he decides to take the initiative." He said with the return of his smile.
"Hate to keep adding onto my faults, but if you don't mind, I'd like to head out." Well, head back to his other mare. Rune had been waiting a while/
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Mood: Slightly bored
Age: 3 years
Status: Lead mare
"Now, I know I'm not a saint,
I've been a sinner all my life.
I ain't trying to hide my flaws,
I'd rather keep them in the light."
Sky Spectre
Spectra smiled back and looked to the sky as he mentioned a storm.
Appears so, you want to take the lead?" She asked, wondering if he had a place in mind. It was cold and it was going to get harsh, it was good that she had her new stallion by her side to help keep her safe and warm.
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Mood: Good
Age: 2 years
Status: Band mare
"Quote pending"
Malikah Ceto
Ceto smiled at Harmony, thinking her to be a lovely young filly and quite interesting.
"I wouldn't mind the company if I do go." She told the younger mare with a nudge. How was Ceto an old soul already? It seemed wrong, but she had already bore a foal and seemed to be in a solid band for now.
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Mood: Scared
Age: 2 years
Status: In granddaddy's band
"Where there's desire, there's gonna be a flame.
Where there's a flame, someone's bound to get burned.
But just because it burns doesn't mean you're gonna die."
Rosen Flames
Rosie could only numbly follow Shetan and his mare, finding that so far that Story was callous as well. The young mare was too much in shock to do much else but follow along as Shetan wandered off. She'd lost it all and despite the fact that she could probably escape fairly easily, it simply didn't make it through the haze of fear in her mind.
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Ladon looked over his brother with a twitch of his muzzle.
"Naw, doesn't seem like it." The foal agreed, feeling the wind blow his short mane and tail all around. The young horse had no real idea of what it all meant, having never really encountered a heavy storm.
(What I got for now, ages might be a bit off xP)