Brumby Lands - Wild Horse RP - OPEN

[DandyLoops12345]

ᑭᗩIᑎTEᗪ ᗰᗩᔕᑫᑌEᖇᗩᗪE
TᕼE ᐯEᒪᐯET ᖇOᔕE

"Maybe we could roam......together" Her voice trailed off by the end. Painted Masquerade was confident but she knew this would be her first and ikf not only friends. However, she couldn't shake the constant feeling of awkwardness.

[ordinary people]

Hail Storm - Lone Mare - Valley - Painted Masquerade??

She though for a second that built tension "Why not" she ginned. She as alone herself and had enough of it... For some reason it was still all felt awkward.

[DandyLoops12345]

ᑭᗩIᑎTEᗪ ᗰᗩᔕᑫᑌEᖇᗩᗪE
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Painted Masquerade nodded, looking about unsure where to go. "Where should we go...?"

[ordinary people]

Hail Storm - Lone Mare - Painted Masquerade

"What about the river, i hear the grass is longer there, or we can stay here" She looks at the stallions then back at Painted Masquerade. then rips bit of grass from its roots, munching onto it...

[DandyLoops12345]

ᑭᗩIᑎTEᗪ ᗰᗩᔕᑫᑌEᖇᗩᗪE
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"Sounds like a nice idea... lets head to the river." The thought of bigger supplies of food sounded great, as the mare's stomach growled loudly.

[ordinary people]

Hail Storm - Lone Mare - Painted Masquerade

She starts making her way dont to the river. "hopefully, no stallions will see us and suddenly get intrested now we are leaving"" Turning her head

[Izellah]

Faith,even though older than Destiny,was more shy around stallions. She lowered her head politely and took a small step back,her eyes flitting to Destiny. She had no idea how to act around this horse. Most of the time,Faith purposefully avoided any stallions.

Destiny knew how her cousin was and despite knowing her fear,she stood her ground and smiled sweetly. She extended her own neck in a hello and as she slowly pulled back,she began wondering if this stallion could really lead and protect like he is supposed to.

[DandyLoops12345]

ᑭᗩIᑎTEᗪ ᗰᗩᔕᑫᑌEᖇᗩᗪE
TᕼE ᐯEᒪᐯET ᖇOᔕE

The mare nodded, looking back. She hoped the stallions would notice them but knew it was too good to be true. Following Hail Storm, she arrived at the river. Lowering her muzzle, she gulped down a few mouthful of water before lipping the moist grass on the fringes of the water.

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(was i accepted)

[ellie!]

(( @paper obsession - [...] that horse is not a friesian. [...] ))



I'm fully aware of that fact, I dunno what I got into to think of that... c: oh, yes, he can be an andalusian?