As Wild as the Wind V4 (Wild Horse RP, Accepting)

[frost.]

Sheriff
I snort lightly, "All I ever want is for you to be happy and what do you do Paris? You shrug me off. I am not sure what to do anymore. I have had you for a long time and I still don't know what to do. If you just want have foals to make you happy then fine I will cover you. If you want me to leave you alone I will. I am tired of chasing Paris. Do you want me to leave or stay?" I say sincerely. I didn't want to go but (however many years ago) when I got her I just felt like I had to follow her around.... As if I couldn't let her go.....

[Quitting1015]

Paris pinned her ears. "I'm here to stay Sheriff. I am to old to fight anymore. I'm still surprised I'm alive. " She snorted. Her ears were flat against her skull, telling Sheriff to back off of this subject. "And you know me Sheriff. I am loyal to my stallion, but all I ever see myself is as a brood mare. Nothing more, nothing less." She said, softer in fact. She nuzzled his cheek, sighing softly. "I don't wan to do this Sheriff. Fightin is not for me anymore. I am old, and can't figh any longer. " She said. She walked past him, KodiK following closely as the two laid down.



Fantasy snorted, knowing now he would snake her. She tossed her head violently, reaching around and biting him to test how much he wanted her. She swiveled around on her heels, rearing and taking off again.


- revenge will come later!!

[blue.roses]

Reserving this post for my future mare and stallion character.
When I create them, Aussie, can my mare RP with your stallion Rebel (if he is open)?

[Quitting1015]

Reserving this post for my future mare and stallion character.
When I create them, Aussie, can my mare RP with your stallion Rebel (if he is open)?

He is open. But beware, he is a two year old and is arrogant xD.

[blue.roses]

[ exactly, I like a horse with a bit of attitude lol alright thank you ]

[frost.]

Sheriff
I follow Paris and nuzzle her after she lays down. "I will stay with you then. If you don't want to fight. Then I will fight for you." I say truthfully. I would try to keep Paris in my herd even if it involved me dying. She was my only mare except for Serenade and all of their foals. I didn't want to loose everything.



Sunlight's Dapple
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Cylvia
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{Here Sunlight's Dapple}
Leap Casso
I trot around, my tail flickering and my head up high. Flicking my heels up as I trotted. I was extremely happy, considering I lost my whole herd not long ago, but I was enjoying the feeling of carefree attitude. I arch my head and snort when I catch the scent of a mare-one in heat. I sigh, you want a herd and you know it..... But I just like this carelessness! Who cares? When you encounter a mare, your instincts would take over, and in fall and winter you will want to protection of a herd and the feeling of being a sire in Spring... All you've ever wanted is a herd.. A big one. I guess i can't argue with my inner self... I let out a huff and trot towards the scent, spotting a {What does she look like?} mare.

[frost.]

Sunlight's Dapple
I graze in the sun as the slight breeze cools me down. My mane hardly reacting to the wind at all. I was on a hill that gave me an advantage to see my surroundings. I spotted a stallion and suddenly became on my guard. I pawed at the ground lightly giving the stallion a small warning. I was perfectly happy where I was.

[shade.]

Leap Casso
I watched the mare, she had a white blaze running down her snout. It almost glowed in the sun of the day. The rest of her was a dappled bay brown. Her tail and mane were a slightly dull, dark brown. I watched the sun gleam off her pelt, taking note of her pawing in aggression. I still took a couple of steps up the small hill, and stopped a horse length or two away from the mare.

[frost.]

Sunlight's Dapple
I looked at the thoroughbred and knew he had a slight advantage but so did I. I was part Friesian which made me a little bit taller but my 3/4 thoroughbred gave me a fighting chance. I gave out a small snort and pawed the ground more this time. Choosing not to speak and to just let him play his game.