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[EmilyB]

Whisper of the Wind

{Mare} {3 Years Old} {Single} {Straight} {Unknown Rank - Loner} {With Xavier} {Feeling good}

When Whisper let off a whinny, she didn't think someone other than Xavier would reply. Now, she was a little discomforted to here another stallion's voice. She scanned the area for Xavier, but couldn't see him anywhere in sight! Worried, the young mare lay down on the peak of the hill, waiting for him. It was only then that she saw the fiery chesnut colour of another stallion in the grass below...

[TheCryptid]

[- which mare did she bump into? :3 -]

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Gender: Stallion
Age: Four Years
Herd: Own
Mares: None

❊ＣＯＵＲＡＧＥ doesn't always roar,
sometimes its the quiet voice at the
end of the day saying,
"I will try again tomorrow" ❊

Xavier came onto the hill with Whisper, he looked down with her and smiled when she offered to run. He pawed the ground and made a very small rear, before charging down in a slow canter, cantering in an even pace just beside her hindquarter. He kicked his front legs forward and spend up a little, running just beside her as the wind picked up his mane which flew behind him like a black cape. He suddenly tricked over a root which was sticking up from the ground and almost fell over. But managed to get up again. He shook off the slight pain and started trotting back to Whisper, slightly winching each time her put pressure onto his left hoof. He saw her on top of the hill and slightly sped up, hoping nothing happened.

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Gender: Mare
Age: Four Years
Herd: Loner
Sexuality: Straight

❊ＬＩＦＥ is short,live it. Love is rare, grab it.
Anger is bad, dump it.
Fear is awful, face it. memories are sweet,
cherish them ❊

Flicka walked down a field, the grass not a lush green but a dry yellow, which blended her in with her golden palomino coat. She shook her mane and snorted, throwing a glance at the sky, which was white with clouds. Clouds meant a possibility of rain, which she hated. Snorting again, as he continued walking down the field, to no where really. Just walked where the wind blew and her eyes looked.[/quote]

[EmilyB]

(It was Lady!)

Whisper of the Wind

{Mare} {3 Years Old} {Single} {Straight} {Rank Unknown - Loner} {With Xavier} {Feeling Frightened}

Whisper gazed around the field, desperately searching for any sign of Xavier. She almost cried when she saw him cantering steadily up the incline. When he reached her, Whisper walked up to him and nuxxled him, placing her head on his muscular shoulder.
"I thought I lost you! One minute you were there and the next, you were gone!" Whisper sobbed into his black coat. Over his back, she could see the chestnut stallion walking the field.
"Xavier, look!" Whisper said shakily, watching the chesnut...

[TheCryptid]

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Gender: Stallion
Age: Four Years
Herd: Own
Mares: None

❊ＣＯＵＲＡＧＥ doesn't always roar,
sometimes its the quiet voice at the
end of the day saying,
"I will try again tomorrow" ❊

Xavier nuzzled her shoulder when he reached her, "Don't worry Whisper, I only tripped, thats all." he said trying to calm her. He pricked up his ears as the scent of a stallion hit his nostrils. He stood strong on his legs as he spotted the chestnut in the distance. Shaking his head, he watched him, ready to strike if he shows any danger or does any sudden movements.

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Gender: Mare
Age: Four Years
Herd: Loner
Sexuality: Straight

❊ＬＩＦＥ is short,live it. Love is rare, grab it.
Anger is bad, dump it.
Fear is awful, face it. memories are sweet,
cherish them ❊

Flicka walked down a field, the grass not a lush green but a dry yellow, which blended her in with her golden palomino coat. She shook her mane and snorted, throwing a glance at the sky, which was white with clouds. Clouds meant a possibility of rain, which she hated. Snorting again, as he continued walking down the field, to no where really. Just walked where the wind blew and her eyes looked.

[Quitting1015]

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Meet Final Fantasy. Yeah, she has a very creative name. Her mother named her this because, Final Fantasy was her first, and last foal. It took months to come up with a name for her, and when the 13 year old mare got sick, Final Fantasy was it. Later, Final Fantasy`s dam died. But anyways, Final Fantasy is mainly called Final, or sometimes Fantasy. Either is fine. If you do happen to come up with any other names, ask before you say.

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Apparently you are blind! Between Final`s small build, light tone, and elegant movement, her gender is easy to tell. Mare!

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Final Fantasy is a crossbred pretty much. Her sire was a Quarter Horse X Mustang X Warmblood stud, and then her dam was a, Thoroughbred X Quarab. So, she is a heavily mixed mare. But either way, she is really nicely built. She has a long back, with a higher croup, and wide hips. Her shoulders are medium spaced, really nice for dodging things. She has a long, angled head, with a very small dip characteristic of the Arabian. She has long, muscley legs, both physical traits of the Warmblood and Thoroughbred.


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Straight. She doesn`t have anything against gays, or bi-sexual horses, but she just doesn`t like them, and doesn`t think it should be allowed.

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Final Fantasy doesn`t know anybody well enough to have a crush on them, and rarely sees anybody anyways, so it is quite pointless.

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Final Fantasy once had a mate. A kind, loving stallion who cared very much about her, and what she was. But, he died years ago from a fire, leaving Final and his few mares behind to suffer his lost, leaving Final in a lot of pain.

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Final Fantasy would love to have foals. But, the only foal she had fallen pregnant with, died when she was in stress after losing the sire.

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Final Fantasy is a 4 year old mare. She was born July 12, 2009. Her sire is a Stallion named, Final Countdown, a stallion who was caught by a local Shelter to use as a stud for their own mares. Final`s dam was a very old mare, her name was,

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Here is a few things about you, likes/dislikes, facts, background, etc.


WIP

[EmilyB]

(Using the phone)

Whisper of the Wind

Whisper watched the chestnut warily. She started to relax, knowing that she was protected. Luckily, Whisper wasn't in heat and she was thankful for it! She didn't want stallions crowding her, competing for her like she was a prize and nothing more than that. She guessed that, in some stallion's eyes, she was just another prize to be won. She hoped that Xavier wasn't like that. Then a thought hit her: What happens when she is in heat? Whisper remembered an old friend of hers. When she was in heat, every stallion around was competing for her. It was like a switch had been flicked and every stallion's mood changed. Whisper glanced fleetingly at Xavier, praying that he wouldn't change, that he thought of her as a friend over a chance to mate. That he wasn't using her...

[ryukrem]

{I'm not really sure how she would of bumped into her since Storm was right behind her, but i'll go with it}

Lady turned around to look at Storm when something smacked into her, almost knocking her off her feet. She pinned her ears and nipped at whatever it was, which she soon realized was a mare. Her ears went back to a normal position recognizing no threat, but pinned back again as she smelled another stallion. Pushing herself close to Storm, she nudged him, making sure he could smell it too.

[Ellie Marie]

[[@a u s s i e: You have a lovely form, and are accepted, and it's okay if she doesn't like characters that aren't straight, but please no offense slurs in the RP please :) Just to let you know.
Who bumped into Lady?
And if you guys could check the front page and see if I got your info right it would be awesome! If you click info on each of my replies you can now see what my horses look like! :D I've been trying to do my forms. Sorry for being busy all day aha. New character by the way :P]]

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Info
Gender: Male
Mood: Relaxed; Content
With: No one
Sexuality: Bisexual; Leaning to males
Crush: None

Storm whinnied loudly, curling his body around Lady so he was between the two mares. The smell of another stallion was present, and Storm was very tense. His body stood rigid, ears back and tail whisking. "Who are you?" He asked carefully, eyes flicking back constantly to make sure Lady was alright. His nostrils were flaring in controlled anger as he picked up the stallions scent. If he meant to harm or snake Lady he would fight tooth and hoof for her. There was the hope in Storm he was no threat, and even if it was wrong to others he wanted another lead stallion alongside him.

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Info
Gender: Female
Mood: Curious; Calm
With: No one
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Crush: No one

"Okay then, just wondering, you're the only horse I've seen for days. It would have been nice to have some company." Indiana replied, trying to hide a giggle at his clumsiness, and starting to walk along the beach and away from the stallion. He didn't seem too keen on having her around. Hopefully there would be another herd she could have joined. Indiana didn't need a stallion that was going to order her around and talk to her like she was a brick wall. But, who knows, the stallion could have just been having a bad day.

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Info
Gender: Female
Mood: Curious; Calm
With: No one
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Crush: No one

Gold Runner ran smoothly along the grass, hooves thudding loudly. Her golden mane whipped out behind her and her tail swished. Black painted along her nose and stuck out on her golden brown coat. Moving faster, she could see a stream she knew had fish swimming along in it. A tree hung over the edge, apples hanging from it that looked perfectly ripe. Gold turned swiftly around a large boulder, her shining coat twitching. The muscle that she did have was present, and she slowed once she got closer to the stream. Gold came to a complete stop and controlled her heavy breathing. She flicked away flies as she bent her head to take a much needed drink. She knew stallions could smell her heat, and she was usually a well wanted mare. Gold like to test them first, making sure they were capable of taking care of a herd and one she could get along with.

[broken*]

(Perhaps el dorado could be the stallion that lady and storm are talking to/seeing? Unless you have someone else In mind))

[Ellie Marie]

[[If you're talking to me, I don't mind, but you may have to ask the others :3]]