As Wild as the Wind V3 (dead)

[Sheerclaw]

Idris started to gallop to the horse. When he reached her, he slowed to a stop.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Obsidian curiously walked over to get a good sniff "who are you?" she asked. The only other time she has been with a horse was when she was scared half to death by that stallion. She cautiously started to sniff, keeping her distance

[Sheerclaw]

"I an Idris. May I ask who you are?" He said, dipping his head.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

"my name is obsidan" she replied, shaking out he white mane, her heat scent spreading as she licked he tail

[Sheerclaw]

"Do you need...?" He asked, afraid to ask, but hoping she would understand.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Obsidian sighed "I would like one. I have been alone for some time now" she looked at him

[Sheerclaw]

"Oh. Um..." he said, uncomfortable. He looked at Obsidian.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Obsidian flattened her ears. Although she was alone, how could she join with a horse who was uncomfortable around her? She slowly backed up

[Quitting1015]

( Well, Paris, Backseat Serenade, Priest Creek, and the unborn foal of Paris is kinda in a small band, plus Revenge. And I have Revenge now, I`m making a form here in a little while. )



Paris-



The framed overo snorted, tossing her head. She was the leader of this small band. She wasn`t going to wait for a stallion to come take them, and let Paris dominate, she was going to take charge. Her stomach was very large, probably twins, but this didn`t matter right now. She tossed her head, sniffing the air, and let out a very high pitched whinney.


Backseat Serenade-



The silver bay mare snorted, nuzzling her colt forward. She was in front, Paris leading from the back and directing them where to go. IDRIS was in sight. "Paris! Stud!" She said softly, but loud enough to warn the stallion ahead. Priest walked in front now, as they began to graze. Soon, Revenge approached.



Revenge-


The black overo snorted, nipping Priest lightly. He was 3 years now, so it was going to be easy for him to get a herd, but for now, he`d stay here and let a stallion chase him out.

[trickybiskit]

(Libra is open)

~Libra~
I wandered around, quite lonely. Horses are social creatures and I wasn't getting my share! So I gave out a whinny once in a while and let my scent waft around.

-Tyme-
I kept on galloping on. Mares to me still seemed mean and scary. I am a young stallion, and I should smarten up, but I am a prey animal after all, and they just scared me!