ＢＲＵＭＢＹ ＶＡＬＬＥＹ || Horse Roleplay (Semi-Lit) Open

[EmilyB]

Whisper of the Wind

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

Whisper followed Xavier down the hill.
"So, would this be called protecting? Because it seems to me that you want to keep me safe! Is that so? After knowing me for an hour or so, you suddenly feel the urge to keep me safe? From other stallions! Am I that precious to you?" Whisper asked, loving that he wanted to protect her. She trotted to his side, so they were walking at the same pace. I...I...what's this feeling? her inner voice asked within her head, I'm not familiar with it... The pretty little mare realized that what she had said is what she had hoped he was doing, protecting her. Whisper shut her eyes and sighed.
"I'm...I'm falling for you..."She whispered, barely audible. She gasped when she said that out loud, and bless her, Whisper hoped he hadn't heard her say that...

[TheCryptid]

ＸＡＶＩＥＲ
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 walked by her side, smiling as she talked, "Well. Though I did only knw you for less than an hour, stallions can be different. I wouldn't want someone to snake you down into a herd with a stallion which will mistreat you" he said and swished his tail as the annoying flies landed on his back. He raised an eyebrow when she said she was falling for him, and gave a very short laugh, "Nice to know, Whisper" he smiled and nudged her.[b]

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[b]ＦＬＩＣＫＡ
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]

Whisper of the Wind

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

Whisper closed her eyes and sighed a shaky sigh. It's true what they say... the little voice in her head whispered venomously, Stallions don't want to get emotionally attached. He doesn't like you the way you like him. You're a fool. You don't deserve him...
"Xavier...I...I...I've got to go. Now! I'm sorry!" Whisper took off to the right, across the green field, the little voice in her head still going.
"He doesn't need me...He doesn't deserve me, he can do so much better..." Whisper cried, as she galloped. She came to a hedge, and jumped it with room to spare. She landed in a golden field, and spotted a tree. So, Whisper cantered to it, and lay in it's shade, as a heavy rain started. And then Whisper started to cry, a seeping cold entering her...

[TheCryptid]

ＸＡＶＩＥＲ
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 blinked when she said she needed to go, go where? He thought. "Whisper!" he called after her, for a second just stood there, then cantered after her. "Whisper!" he called again, kicking up and speeding into a gallop as she slowly turned into a dot in the background. "Whisper!" he stopped, and turned in a full circle, loosing her. He reared up and threw a whinny into the air, then listening and hoping she would reply.

[EmilyB]

Whisper of the Wind

{Mare} {3 Years Old} {Single} {Straight} {Crush - Xavier} {Rank Unknown - Loner} {With No One} {Feeling Blue}

Whisper heard Xavier's piercing whinny. But she lay there, shivering in the pouring rain. She replied, and tried to get up. Big mistake! The ground below her had become dangerously slippy, and as soon as she staggered to her feet, she slipped and fell hard on the ground again. Whisper tossed her head in defiance, and once again, tried to stand. Yet again, she had no such luck. Eventually, Whisper gave in. The heavy rain was slowly seeping inside, making her insides cold as well as her coat. Her legs were now covered in mud, and most of her left side. The white blaze had become dulled from mud splashing over her when she fell. Whisper gave a tired whinny, stretching her next out. She tried again. This time, slowly. Success! Her legs were wobbly, and she was caked in mud, but Whisper knew she'd be alright now. As long as she was standing upright, she was fine. She moved to a spot under an overhanging rock. It was dank, but was some shelter until someone would find her...

[Ellie Marie]

ＩＮＤＩＡＮＡ

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

"Why thank you, I think your name is quite interesting as well." Indiana smiled a bit, slowing her pace to a fast walk. She shook out her mane, successfully hiding her eyes. She was always bothered by them, her mother used to criticize her when she was just a foal. Her mother made her hide them, and it was just a habit now. Indiana swished her tail once more it stilled, only twitching to rid her of any flies that might of been near. Her heat was just beginning, and it wasn't too noticeable, just enough to often attractive any stallion that had gotten too close.





((Waiting for Kale_dragon_keeper to respond :)))

ＳＴＯＲＭ

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

"Hello." Storm replied warily, flicking his mane and shaking his mane away from his face. He had no idea if he was trustworthy. Storm curled closer to Lady and didn't bother to say much. "Is she your mare?" He asked calmly. He didn't want to seem rude, just protective. The stallion made no move to take his mare despite her heat, and for that he was thankful. But he didn't relax much.

ＧＯＬＤ ＲＵＮＮＥＲ

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 strong heat, and she was usually a well wanted mare, much to her surprise and confusion. She was nothing special. But nonetheless Gold liked to test them first, making sure they were capable of taking care of a herd and one she could get along with.

[ryukrem]

{Feel The Beat is EmilyB's mares stallion though right? not Kale_dragon_keeper}

[Ellie Marie]

[[Yeah Beat has the mare and Kale_dragon_keeper has the stallion :) I was waiting for them to respond.]]

[EmilyB]

Whisper of the Wind

{Mare} {3 Years Old} {Single} {Straight} {Crush - Xavier} {Rank Unknown - Loner} {With No One} {Feeling Blue}


Whisper heard Xavier's piercing whinny. But she lay there, shivering in the pouring rain. She replied, and tried to get up. Big mistake! The ground below her had become dangerously slippy, and as soon as she staggered to her feet, she slipped and fell hard on the ground again. Whisper tossed her head in defiance, and once again, tried to stand. Yet again, she had no such luck. Eventually, Whisper gave in. The heavy rain was slowly seeping inside, making her insides cold as well as her coat. Her legs were now covered in mud, and most of her left side. The white blaze had become dulled from mud splashing over her when she fell. Whisper gave a tired whinny, stretching her next out. She tried again. This time, slowly. Success! Her legs were wobbly, and she was caked in mud, but Whisper knew she'd be alright now. As long as she was standing upright, she was fine. She moved to a spot under an overhanging rock. It was dank, but was some shelter until someone would find her...

[Ellie Marie]

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