escaped . wild horse rp . accepting

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[[thanks! yes, daenerys is my favorite I LOVE her!
so, is there anyone free right now? I'll post soon, I just need to figure out what I'm going to do exactly lol]]

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[ i have daenerys and chaos open, and jackal is open if you want to start a fight xD. ]

[gam]

[awesome. I'll have Sylar pick a fight with Jackal lol.]

Sylar

Sweat rolled down the stallion's leg as he walked on. The heat, even though it was fairly mild, was proving to be tough on the once-domestic Sylar. After all, he was kind of new to this whole wild horse spiel. It had only been a month and a half since he had broken out, and it hadn't been easy on him; his muscles ached and his coat was crusted with dried dirt and sweat. Luckily for him, food wasn't a problem. The landscape was painted green once more, and fresh new grass sprouted from below. Sylar supposed he was doing alright for himself.
The trail he walked along had a plethora of animal tracks on it, everything from deer to wolves, and even humans. A soft spring breeze swept by, stirring up dandelion fuzz and rustling the grass; Sy took a deep breath and kicked up his heels, taking off at a lazy canter. He felt good--just simply happy to be alive. Another breeze rolled past him, this time bringing with it the scent of other horses. Sylar stopped suddenly, and his nostrils flared dramatically. It was hard to tell what kind of horses they were, but he knew where they were. He trotted through the field, branching off from the path and heading towards the scents' source.
Can't be Oliver, he's back down the other way, he mused. Sylar continued on, and climbed up a small, grassy hill. It started to drizzle, and the rain felt soothing on his skin. From the top he could see two horses off in the distance; they were both dark, and from here he could tell it was a mare and a stallion. He could also tell the mare was in heat. Feeling a surge of confidence, the stallion snorted and half-reared, pawing the ground to show his prowess to this potential challenger. Sylar was practically asking for a fight in the way he was cockily showing off, nearly making a fool of himself, throwing his head around and stomping his hoof. Finally, he decided to cut out the theatrics and let out a raspy scream, a thunderous battle cry, directed straight to the other stallion. Sylar felt his adrenaline starting to pump and his blood starting to boil. He was interested in that mare and was itching for a fight.

[chemical.]

[does this post make sense? sorry if it doesn't make sense/is repetitive, i'm very tired XD.]

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rank; band stallion
location; stream
mood&thoughts; angry
mares; night
tagged; night, sylar
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the dark grullo stallion moved faithfully after his new mare, ears twitching against the drizzle that was still falling from the sky. hopefully the rain would let up soon, it had been storming since early morning and the dark stallion was tired of it. a sharp cry filled the air behind them, a battle scream. an obvious challenge. and he was the only stallion around. ears pinned against his dark head, jackal whipped his scarred muzzle to the side with a low bray, a warning as his light brown eyes landed on a chestnut rabicano in the distance. a stallion, very obviously challenging him for night. jackal had just started his herd, and more than that was already attached to the dark mare, and was more than willing to fight for her. one wet leg stomped against the soggy ground angrily, tearing up a clump of grass and mud that stuck to the inside of his hoof. rain poured over his velvet back, turning his grullo coat an even darker shade, his black mane lay in a tangled wet mess against his muscled neck. a loud, raspy squeal forced its' way out of his dark muzzle, his lips vibrating and broad chest rumbling with the high-pitching noise. an angry noise. a furious one. a warning. if this chestnut stallion wanted a mare so badly that he would challenge an older horse, jackal would gladly entertain him, though he was not about to give up night. especially not to a younger horse.

[Cooluser1615]

Mist Over Connacht

Rank: Mare
Location: River
Mood: Relaxed
Herd: Chaos' herd
Is with: Karigan, Blazing Chaos

Misty returned Chaos' smile. "Well, I was once a competition horse, belonging to humans." she told him. Misty was happy that Chaos was getting to know them. It made her feel like he cared about them. "Well, Karigan and I are the only mares in his herd, he'd be pretty negligent if he didn't care about us." Misty thought. But Chaos didn't strike as negligent. He was brave, and he was kind. That was enough for Misty.

Karigan

Rank: Mare
Location: River
Mood: Happy
Herd: Chaos' herd
Is with: Mist Over Connacht, Blazing Chaos

"I'm noisy!" Karigan told the stallion, a bit louder than she intended to. "Er, sorry, I didn't mean to yell." she apologised. Still, she was excited. "Come here." Misty told her. "What?" Karigan asked, wondering if she'd done something wrong. "Your coat is filthy again." the older mare told her. Karigan looked at her reflection in the river. Twigs and leaves were tangled up in her mane and tail, and she was very dirty. Misty began to groom the young mare and Karigan groomed Misty. Finally, Karigan didn't resemble a walking leafpile. She smiled and began to graze on some grass near the edge of the river.

[.edawnie.]

Singing Arrows
-fade- Arrow muzzled his mare and began to groom her mane. He knew it would take many months for the foal to be born but it excited him anyways. He couldn't help but nuzzle his mare once more before lifting his head to look around. In the distance he could hear the calls of stallions but he knew it wasn't close enough to pose any threat.

Blazing Chaos
Chaos smiled at Karigans out burst and couldn't help but give an amused neigh. "That was noticeable" he neighed happily. Looking back over at Misty he couldn't help but raise and eyebrow. "What was that like" hr asked, his eyes wide and curious. "Are they as horrible as everyone pins them?" he continued.

Whispering Willow
She lifted her grey head just as the calls of stallions broke out not to far from her. She couldn't help but prick her ears in curiosity and take a step towards it. She trotted slightly forward but knew better than to try to get near enough to watch it. The two were probably fighting over a mare, she thought to herself.

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(Sorry, I had to go watch The Book Thief)

Midnight waited for Cherokee's reply.

Maple bent her head down to grase. She was bored out here, she was tired, and lonely. In a far distance, she heard a lot of angry snorts and squeals. She was guessing stallions were trying to fight for a mare, but she didn't want to be in it. The dark chestnut mare trotted slowly away towards a rushing river, it looked deep, and cool. Maple lowered her maw to lap up some of the water, but her hooves slipped from under her and she fell right into the rapid current, with a startled cry for help.

[.edawnie.]

Singing Arrows
Arrow continued to groom his mare until he heard a strangled cry from further up the stream "Honey, I think someone's in trouble" he said dashing off towards the sound. Getting to the bank of the river he could see a mare in the river, struggling against the current. Stepping in, he used his weight to sturdy himself before reaching out his long neck and hooking onto her mane. He had to find a way to get her out now.

[Babicted]

Honeysuckle watched as he helped an unknown mare, she pricked her ears back worry flooding her sense's that they both could get swept away. She inched forward, so at least if somehow he was swept up she had enough time to grab him.

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Maple struggled against the rapid current, her hooves scrapped the bottom of the river as she tried to keep her head a float, letting out terrified whinnies, her muscles tense.