The Higher Calling ♫ Wild Horse RP ♫ Open and accepting!

[La Esmeralda]

( I edited and frost she is beautiful ,and can we start)

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(we can start soon, when i post)

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Season •• Spring
Weather •• Sunny, scattered clouds, no chance of rain today




♫ Majority rules ♫
Call me • Majority
Page • #1
Herd • None
Rank • Loner
In heat/pregnant • In heat

The black mare trotted along quietly, following the south river to the south meadow, about 20 kilometers from where she stood now. Ears pricked forwards the pretty black mare trotted along happily bobbing her head briefly as she pranced happily finally reaching the meadow and then lowerng her nose and grazing quietly listening for stallions the mare shook out her mane again and then kept grazing, pulling up the long green grass. Spring was here now, it had been about 3 weeks and every mare was at the highest peak of their heat cycle. Ears flicking and shook out her mane and then kept grazing quietly.


♫ Take The Devils hand and God will make you pay ♫
Call me • Devil
Page • #1
Herd • None
Rank • Loner
In heat/pregnant • In heat

The paint mare shook out her mane and grazed silently beside the creek, the water thudded lightly against the small rocks and pebbles bits of water splashing up, every detail taking her mind off everything smiling at the dropplets before bobbing her head lightly and then nipping at the sweet grass by the creek.


♫ Raven ♫
Call me • Raven or Grinna
Page • #1
Herd • None
Rank • Loner
Mares in herd • In heat
Mares covered • 0 mares

The three year old stallion pranced along with a big grin on his face, ears pricking forwards he called out loudly hoping for a mares reply, he was young, so his main goal was, get mares cover them, and not be to upset if a stallion stole them and took them away. He let loose another loud whinny and bobbed his head shaking out his mane.

[Shep]

♫ Name ♫
The Burden of Pompeii
♫ Nickname ♫
Pompeii
♫ Age ♫
Four years and one month
♫ Gender ♫
Mare
♫ Breed ♫
50% Quarter Horse | 50% Thoroughbred
♫ Height ♫
14.7 hands

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♫ Personality ♫
Pompeii is your typical mare. However, one trait that stands out is her overall kindness. She has a terrible need to give others affection, and has the tendency to put others before herself. This mare is probably one of the kindest mares you'll ever meet, with a generally shy and laid-back temper. Also, her nature is generally calm.
♫ History ♫
Pompeii was born and destined to be a racing horse. However, the veterinarian predicted that Pompeii was going to be a colt. Delighted, the family prepared their home for the arrival of their new race horse. When Pompeii was born, the owners of the dam were enraged when they learned that Pompeii was a filly rather than a colt, like they expected. The family wondered whether they should kill Pompeii or give her away, but the daughter convinced them to keep her. Pompeii was raised mainly by the daughter, easily comforted by her soft and soothing voice. At the age of one and a half, the daughter, named Amy, decided to have her begin lunging. So there the two were, training in secret. But about a year later, Amy's father caught them training once and decided to simply take Pompeii into the wild for her to fend for herself. Since the incident, Pompeii has been living a rough life alone.

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♫ Band Stallion/Mares ♫
Titan's Rage
♫ Herd or Loner ♫
herd
♫ Rank ♫
lead mare
♫ Foals ♫
expecting

The Burden of Pompeii [Pompeii] ♫ 3.1 ♫ Page#4 ♫ The False Sheperd

♫ Name ♫
Bioshock
♫ Nickname ♫
Prefers full name, but some have given her the nickname "Shock."
♫ Age ♫
Five years and three months of age precisely.
♫ Gender ♫
mare
♫ Breed ♫
Appaloosa
♫ Height ♫
16.4 hands

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♫ Personality ♫
A very quiet and reserved mare. Bioshock is a laid-back lady. She is somewhat anti-social, though she plans on joining a herd for protection. Adding on, Bioshock is more of a follower and a listener rather than a leader. She isn't hot-headed, but more calm and caring. Her nature in general is sweet and quiet. However, she isn't timid or shy at all.
♫ History ♫
Bioshock was born as a wild mare. She was born into a fairly large herd, consisting of about four mares including two foals. The stallion, however, was a pretty old one. Her father was about fourteen years old- an experienced mustang. At the age of about two and a half, she was snaked out of the herd. She stayed there for awhile, and was constantly rejected the stallion who tried to court her. Once again, she was snaked after awhile. The third lead stallion she knew was then captured by humans, who strategically used lassos and ropes to bring the stallion in. Bioshock and the other mares, three total, each went their separate ways. Since then, Bioshock has been a lone mare.

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♫ Band Stallion/Mares ♫
none
♫ Herd or Loner ♫
loner
♫ Rank ♫
lone mare
♫ Foals ♫
none

Bioshock [Shock] ♫ five years, three months ♫ Page#4 ♫ The False Sheperd

♫ Name ♫
Renaissance
♫ Nickname ♫
Ren
♫ Age ♫
Five
♫ Gender ♫
mare
♫ Breed ♫
American Paint
♫ Height ♫
15.8 hands

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♫ Personality ♫
Renaissance is a highly mature and intelligent mare. She is a wise female, despite her fairly young age. Ren knows from right and wrong, and she is a very civil and fair horse. Anger isn't a high problem with her, for she never really shows her emotions. Although it doesn't really seem like Renaissance has a colorful personality, she truly does. She is a loyal mare, and is full of selflessness. Renaissance tends to put others before herself; maybe a bit too much.
♫ History ♫
Renaissance was born into a small barn by two average horses. The family was poor, and decided to sell her. At the age of a year and three months, Renaissance was put on the market. However, Renaissance fled from the barn in pure terror. The barn owner, who was an adult male human, had whipped her several times for being disobedient. As a result, Renaissance learned from her mistakes and decided to keep them in mind. She has lived a lone life for about four years, roughly.

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♫ Band Stallion/Mares ♫
-
♫ Herd or Loner ♫
loner
♫ Rank ♫
-
♫ Foals ♫
-

Renaissance [Ren] ♫ ♫ Page#4 ♫ The False Sheperd

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[La Esmeralda]

The young white leopard spotted appaloosa stallion cantered quietly though the plain. his pure white ears were priced forwards listening to every sound around him. He went down the steep hill and came a rushing river. He was thirsty after, all the walking that he'd done. he bent down to quench his thirst.
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The golden buskin mare was racing frantically to escape her former stallion's sons. She was tired she'd had been running for three days straight. she looked back , and saw no trace of the two sons of her former stallion no longer following her. she finally stopped to rest. she bent down to graze silently.

[~Last of Us~]

(Updated the front page so that everyone who is accepted is there. If I miss someone please let me know!)

.:Chocolate Diamonds:.
|Diamond|Lone Mare|6 years old|In Heat|

The silver dapple mare trotted along the lake. She had stop by for a drink and was now looking for a sweet spot of grass. She soon stopped and listen to the surroundings. Dark ears swiveling at the sounds of other horses echo through the air but Diamond stayed quiet for now. Though she was deep in heat, she wasn't to deep to be running around looking for a random stallion, she still wanted to see what was out there and who was the best for her future foals. So for now she waited. She lowered her head to graze on the sweet green grass and her scented tail flicked behind her at the pesky flies that were bothering her. Diamond continued to graze. Her ears moving atop her head as her tail and mane gently swayed in the light breeze. She moved slowly along as she clear little patches of grass along the way.

.:Champagne Callie:.
|Callie|Lone Mare|9 years old|In Heat|

The champagne mare trotted through the meadows by herself. She luckily survived the winter with a few other horses but they decided to go their separate ways. Callie moved gracefully, not forgetting her training and the different gaits the humans taught her. She finally slowed to a halt as she glanced around, wondering if their were any horses around. She couldn't see or hear any but their was a faint smell of some. She decided to stop and rest here for awhile after she had been moving for quite some time. She lowered her head and grazed a bit on the fresh green grass as her ears swiveled I'm different direction for any different or unusual sounds.

.:Cloud Nine:.
|Klaus|Bachelor|9 years old|No Mares|

The large dark palomino stallion canter through the fields not caring if another stallion was there and if he thought of this place as his own. He shook his long mane, his thick powerful neck extending and flexing. So far, Klaus hasn't seen any other horses in the area but knew there were some around, the scent of both stallions and mares was in the air. He lifted his head as he scan the horizon looking for others then he let out a loud whiny for any lone mares. Spring was in the air and that ment mares were in heat and stallions would be looking for them. He had to watch out for band stallions since they would be edgy around bachelors, but if they were young then Klaus had a good chance of snaking a mare or two.

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|*| Angel of Mine |*| Mare |*| In Heat |*| Loner |*| Foal(s): --- |*| Tagged: --- |*| Doing: Resting |*|
I walk, black hooves throbbing in pain from all the traveling I had been doing in the past time. My blue eyes full of tired. I finally lay down, eyes closing, with a large relieved sigh to finally rest. My tail flicked, sending annoying heat scents in the air. I snort, watching the inside of my eyelids, as I finally drift into slumber.


After about 20 minutes I wake up fully rested, my hooves finally feeling better, I stand, flicking my back to get flies off of me and I shake my white mane. My ears flick to a familiar call but I ignore it, trotting, bored along the plains. I raise my head to the air, whinnying for any stallions with, hopefully, smaller herds. I didn't want a herd where I would always have to share 24/7. I found it annoying. I stop, ears perked as I listen the air, waiting for a response.


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|*| Paint the Wind |*| Mare |*| In Heat |*| Loner |*| Foal(s): --- |*| Tagged: --- |*| Doing: Running |*|
I run across the plains, wind pushing in my mane and tail, my hooves carrying me as a wide smile grows on my face. I whinny out in happiness as I skid to a stop, rearing in the air, kicking my front legs as I land down with a large THUD. I shake out my now tangled cream and black mane, while looking around with deep, dark brown eyes. I listen as mares and stallions call back and forth to each other, I simply ignore them. I didn't like calling attention to myself. I trot over to a lake, dipping my head into the cool water, lapping it up into my mouth, it ran down my dry throat, calming me. My tail flicked, sending large amounts of heat scent into the air. I was carefree right now, the calls from stallions were pretty far away, so I could walk alone. For now.


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|*| Dreams' Nightmare |*| Stallion |*| Mare(s): --- |*| Foal(s): --- |*| Tagged: --- |*| Doing: Calling for Mares |*|
I stomp a large hoof as I raise my head to the sky, neighing out to any lone mares or unhappy mares in bands I could snake. Being alone was now working on my nerves, ears twitching, I listen to any calls back, black tail flicking as I wait patiently. After listening for a bit and hearing nothing, I begin walking again, calling out again, this time louder and stronger. My tail lashes as I wait, ears perked again, hopeful for a call back. I paw at the ground with my hoof in boredom, shaking my black mane.



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[La Esmeralda]

Dreamweaver finished his drinking and begun his search for any free mares in the area. he trotted around for a bit and nickered softly. he flicked his ears, forwards, hoping to hear a mare's response.
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The golden buskin mare looked up from grazing and pinned her ears upon hearing various calls from stallions. she was a easy target ,since she was tired. Zaria muttered," Go away... you.. monsters." She reared and trotted across the river and moved into that valley to find peace.

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Raven|stallion|no mares

Raven trotted off coming to a halt at the sound of a whinny, he called back happily he pranced along until he could smell her (angle of mine) ears pricked forward the youn male called out to her again and rushed down to her ears pricked forwards he whinnied a hello and bobbed his head briefly watching the pretty mare carefully. Steady for if she kicked or anything he knew he'd have to move quic, being young hed probaly get hurt by the mare some point in time. Ears flicking the young grey male whickerrd gently and tilted his head watching the mare to whom he circled once then came to her shoulder and nudged her flank and lipped her wither letting her know she was his. He feared shed run ad hoped she wouldn't because he would snake but he would give up because he was too young to hold a chase.


(Cloud nine can bump into majority or my other mare?)