by LilHoneyBee » Sat Mar 08, 2014 5:22 am
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|*| Angel of Mine |*| Mare |*| In Heat |*| Loner |*| Foal(s): --- |*| Tagged: Raven |*| Doing: Resting |*|
I perk up to a response. I could tell right there and then, he was young. I snort as I see him, I knew what he was thinking. As he came closer, I snorted a warning to not come any closer. I wasn't a mare to be pushed around, no, no. As he circled me, my bright blue eyes followed his every move closely. As he finally touches me, I lash. I buck out, not knowing what I hit, but I hit something, and my kick wasn't nice. I snort, rearing and bounding off. I wasn't about to be caught up in some young stallion's herd, being pushed about through herds. I look back occasionally as I ran, seeing if he was running after. Really, in reality, I knew in my right mind he wouldn't. He knew, good and well, that he wouldn't catch me, nor did that matter. I was in a younger stallion's herd before, and it was literally the worst herd I have ever been in. I make zig zags in between trees making my scent harder to follow. I was a good runner, my race horse genes helped out a lot in the wild.
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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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