Brumby Lands - Wild Horse RP - OPEN

[DandyLoops12345]

ᑭᗩIᑎTEᗪ ᗰᗩᔕᑫᑌEᖇᗩᗪE
TᕼE ᐯEᒪᐯET ᖇOᔕE

Masquerade quietly grazed, being alone was becoming a tradition. Having being kicked from several herds for her aggressive behavior it was becoming somewhat second nature. The sabino paint mare, lifted her head, loose strands of grass falling from her bottom lips. She hoped to find a stallion who would like her for her but that wasn't coming round anytime soon. Instead she lazed the days away, wandering from place to place following the scents of herds or lone stallions. The mare flicked her tail contently, lowering her head now without hesitation knowing there was no danger present at this point in time.
Soft, fuzzing, creme lips plucked the grass from the moist soil. Roots and earth alike were eaten.
Deciding that was enough, Painted Masquerade broke into a trot and stopped on top of a hill. A loud whinny escaped her muzzle, hoping to attract the attention of anyone. A mare could get sick from being alone.... a sigh escaped her partially open mouth before she lowered her head down again to graze on a fresh patch of grass. Her solid black tail flicked pesky insects away and her muddied coat was in great need of a dust bath then a dip in the river, as there was no one around to groom it for her. Although that would come later.

[jinixe]

ＩＴ ＡＩＮＴ ＷＯＲＴＨ ＧＯＩＮＧ ＡＦＴＥＲ ＳＯＭＥＴＨＩＮＧ ＡＬＲＥＡＤＹ ＧＯＮＥ

Hearing a whinny,she followed it. As she saw the other mare,
she thought she should be friendly. Walking up to her,she said,
"Hello. How are you?" Finishing,she laid down in the soft green
grass.

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[DandyLoops12345]

ᑭᗩIᑎTEᗪ ᗰᗩᔕᑫᑌEᖇᗩᗪE
TᕼE ᐯEᒪᐯET ᖇOᔕE

The mare stepped back, raising a hind leg, warning of a kick when a voice suddenly arose next to her. "Fine..." Masquerade muttered, this wasn't the company she was expecting. Turning her large head, she watched as the mare rolled in the grass. Her muddy coat twitched as flies landed and flew away. "Who are you..?" She began to question. Painted Masquerade narrowed her eyes, studying the mares movements, was she competition? A hostile? these questions bounced back and forth across the paint mares mind.

[jinixe]

ＩＴ ＡＩＮＴ ＷＯＲＴＨ ＧＯＩＮＧ ＡＦＴＥＲ ＳＯＭＥＴＨＩＮＧ ＡＬＲＥＡＤＹ ＧＯＮＥ

Seeing the mare's face,she said,"Oh!
I'm not hostile,just bored,and who are you?"
She got up, and shook off the grass.

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[DandyLoops12345]

ᑭᗩIᑎTEᗪ ᗰᗩᔕᑫᑌEᖇᗩᗪE
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Masquerade twisted her left ear back, unsure about the situation. "I asked you first..." She retorted, lifting and gently placing one her her front hooves. Snorting, Painted Masquerade stepped away uneasily.

[ordinary people]

Hail Storm - lone Mare

She grazes at the top of a hill, looking down at the world "If only lif was this simple." Bieng thirsty, she trots to the lake...

[ｂｒｏｋｅｎｑｕａｒｔｚ]

Name: Eagle that Flies Trough Sand Storm
Nickname: Eagle
Age: 2 years
Gender: Stallion

Personality: Brave, Clever, Quick, Eager to please, fearless, loyal.
History: Nothing too important, other then his mother was killed by a pack of dingos when he was a yearling.
Herd: Alone, searching for a mare.
Rank: Bachelor

Offspring: None at the moment.
Other: Nope.

[Izellah]

Faith turned her head,her mane flitting about behind her. She snorted and lowered her head once again to graze. She looked around as she heard hooves and saw Destiny. Destiny was a friend of Faith's,practically cousins. She smiled and trotted to the other mare. "Hello,Destiny. How are you today." The two began a conversation.

Storm whinnied and shook out his mane. His eyes were narrowed as he stood on a hill and watched the mares below. Soon,some of these would hopefully be his. He wasn't sure whom he liked more,but he knew he needed a Lead Mare soon.

[horse .]

Gender... Stallion
Age... 7 Year's Old
Mood... Relaxed, curious & Excited
With... Himself
Doing... Wandering, searching for mares

The sun had risen early for this time of year, the start of Summer.
Most animals were making their way out of their deep slumbering holes or already
sunning themselves on rocks or open fields of grass, upon one of the largest
mounded rocks in the valley, stood the great silver horse. Standing still like a statue,
his body never moving or twitching the slightest, he was watching the sun through
deep brown orbs, his harks flicked back and forth to each and every sound he heard.

Down below he could already see mares gathering around one another, greeting others.
He could also see bachelours like himself putting themselves out there or sneaking
up on mares to court or snake them. Stepping forward into the sunbeams on the rock
he was almost sparkling silver, his mane and tail moving like flowing water,
his body an almost translucent looking silver colour. Striking his front hoof
on one of the rocks he let out a bellowing call, rearing and soaking up the spotlight
for himself, he wasn't greedy, but he wanted to put himself out there once again this year,
seeming like the ghostly horse he was...

Gender... Mare
Age... 5 Year's Old
Mood... Nervous and Flighty
With... Nobody really...
Doing... Grazing, wandering alone

Her eyes were wide and alert, her tail raised and then clamped
every few seconds, water dripped from her muzzle from when she had just
taken a drink down by the watering hole. The Sky's The Limit grazed,
she wasn't in peace however, for every where she went for the past few days,
stallions everywhere seemed to follow! She had kicked several, and run a long
way from her last home, where she had a herd and was happy until a group of
bachelours killed her stallion and took over the herd, they were ruthless and had sick games!
She managed to escape, and has been on the run from almost ALL stallions ever since,
those inhumane animals had struck fear in the little mares heart, she was petrified from such beasts...

Yet here she was, directly in the open in the biggest valley in these wild lands.
Where every summer and spring stallions came to fight each other over
mares and for strength and who ever was the strongest stud seemed to have
a different view on life, as if the other stallions were his little minions or something,
but then again, that was only coming from the small, fragile mare who had been
spooked so often by such horses, she had grown to believe that all stallions were bad,
no matter what they said, she thought she never could be convinced, not even if
another mare who was like herself tried to tell her everything was going to be okay!

Gender... Stallion
Age... 4 Year's Old
Mood... Tingling with Excitement!
With... Himself
Doing... Looking for mares!

Nostrils curling, then flaring, muscles tensing then relaxing,
eyes wide with excitment! This was Romeo's reaction to all the mares in
the large valley, his body tingled with excitment, his breath came in loud
furious and excited snorts, his lips quivered as he wondered which ones to go for,
he would be lucky if all of the mares weren't taken by the time he got around to
getting the ones he had decided on! He pranced forward on strong, firm legs,
his muscles relaxed as he moved forward into a breathtaking trot all the way
into the middle of the valley, there he spotted a group of mares (Faith & Destiny).
Letting out a tremendous stallions cry at the two he pranced forward to greet them,
his handsome head and neck arched and his ears pricked happily.
He halted near the two mares, extending his neck out to greet the two,
yet his eyes always moved across the valley landscape just in case other
stallions were coming toward him!

Gender... Mare
Age... 3 Year's Old
Mood... Out-going
With... Only Herself
Doing... Putting herself out there for studs to see

Grazing on a tall peak in the valley was a shiney chestnut mare.
Her body was shimmering gloriously in the sunlight as she stood on top of a
fairly big mound of grass. Though she was young and new to the herd and
wild life she thought it might be a good idea to test her ability to wrap studs
around her with her smooth talk. She had a habit of flirting with ever stallion, and colt!
Moving with elegance down the hill she flagged her tail out just like a proud banner,
letting of a strong heat scent that trailed in almost every direction, and would lead itself
to loads of stallions near enough to smell her.
Smirking slightly she let out a loud ringing mares neigh.
Stating that she was here!

[ordinary people]

Hail Storm - Lone Mare

She had done drinking, she thought she would go see some of the other mares! "There all probably in the valley, but then you hsve stallions..." She chuckles about this idea, making her way down to the valley.