escaped . wild horse rp . accepting

[.edawnie.]

Singing Arrows
Arrow gripped her mane with his teeth and heaved back, hoping he wouldn't cause he to much pain. Once he had her a bit closer to the back he moved himself so that he was deeper in the water and was on the opposite aide of her. His hooves barely touched the bank floor but he managed to find footing on a rock. With a heave he pushed her towards the bank, using his weight as an advantage.

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Maple's breathing was quick and short, she tried to help the stallion and fought against the current with all her strength. She reached it and scrambled up, but stretched out her neck quickly to grab the stallion, then she tried to pull him up.

[Dark Moon]

Midnight pinned her ears backward, "Cherokee, I just want to be friends, I havn't even gotton to intruduce myself yet." She said in a steady, calm, tone.

Canyon silently watched Cherokee and Midnight, a bit worried for Midnight. Cherokee seemed like an agressive mare and she probably wouldn't be very nice towards Midnight. Canyon's ears pinned with worry for both mares. She wondered if she should do something to diffuse the possibilty of a fight between the two mares. But deciding against it, atleast for now, she simply stood just behind Cherokee, watching them.

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Snowflake continued graze watching her stallion Try to get the new mare.
( anyone open?)

[Cooluser1615]

Mist Over Connacht

Rank: Mare
Location: River
Mood: Worried about the past
Herd: Chaos' herd
Is with: Karigan, Blazing Chaos

"Humans are strange creatures." Misty told Chaos. "There are good humans and bad humans, just as there are good horses and bad horses. But humans think very differently from horses. They meddle with the ways of the world. They shut themselves into stone buildings which most retreat into in the slightest fall of rain. They consider themselves to be masters of the Earth." Misty gave a snort of morbid amusement. "They are no masters. They are like leeches. Karigan and I have been fortunate enough to have not been badly mistreated by them." She sighed. "The humans did feed us, exercise us, give us a stable. But they did not view us as individuals. We were, I suppose, just another means of getting them that paper that they worship so much. The humans did not think that Karigan and I would protest when they decided to bring Karigan away. They did not succeed." Misty finished talking and wandered a little way off to graze.

Karigan

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

Karigan walked over to Blazing Chaos. "Misty gets a bit serious sometimes. She worries a lot, about the past and the present and the future. Personally, I think that there's no point in sacrificing the present happiness to worry about yesterday's woes." she said to the stallion. Karigan smiled as she inhaled the river air, which was cool and fresh. "So, now it's your turn to tell us a little bit about yourself." she commented.

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location: stream
mood: furious
mares: none
tagged: night, jackal

The rain came down in sheets now. The wind whipped it about violently, and the raindrops felt like little needles on Sylar's back. When the dark stallion returned his battle cry, his ears pinned back and he let out another scream, trailed by a series of snorts and stomps. The storm threw his mane around wildly, stinging his neck. The dark mare was cantering away a bit, and Sylar threw a glance her way, his sides vibrating as he let out a low rumble which elevated into another squeal. Finally, the chestnut stallion took off at a determined canter, the steadily intensifying wind deafening him. The thought that this wasn't really a good idea crossed Sylar's mind, but only for a second. He was too worked up now, and absolutely furious at this stallion for little reason at all. As he got closer to Jackal, he accelerated into a gallop and pinned his ears back, his teeth baring. At this point he didn't care that this stallion was nearly a whole hand taller than him, or older, or stronger than him. His fury clouded his judgement and the only thing on his mind was defeating him. Sylar was only feet away now, and he reached his nose forward, his mouth agape, ready to clamp down on whatever flesh he could get a hold on.

[ShadowStarFang]

[freedom's accepted, and sure echo. ^^

i'll wait for either demon or forever before i post :3.]

(Yay! Thank you! I'll jump in with her running on the open plains. She is open for anyone that is interested.)

Freedom's Wind
Freedom
Plains;Happy and searching;Herdless;alone

Freedom galloped, feeling the wind in her pitch black mane. Her hooves thumped against the fresh newly green grass and the solid dirt. She let out a whinny to any horse nearby to say that she was near and not taken. With a snort she slid to a stop and lifted her feathery front feet, her blue eyes looking around for any horses that heard her whinny.

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[you can have freedom run into roman's herd if you want, though he's not in a good mood xD. otherwise, there's a lot of stallions open. ^^

also, sorry for the crap posts, i don't know where my inspiration went but it's not here anymore xD.]

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rank; band stallion
location; valley
mood&thoughts; tired, hurting, impatient
mares; cherokee, infinity, canyon, natalie, midnight
tagged; canyon, cherokee
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the injured stallion let out a soft huff, pinning his ears briefly before nosing cherokee, telling the buttermilk mare not to start a fight. to defuse the situation. midnight hadn't been challenging her lead, and roman was tired. running out of patience. he didn't want any fights breaking out in his herd, not right now. he just wanted his mares to calm down and rest so he could get some sleep. he blew a low snort out of his nostrils, ears twitching each time a drop of rain hit his torn-up back. it was not a pleasant feeling in the slightest. it was like cold needles digging their way into his already sore, bloodied hide. the tired stallion lowered his head and gave cherokee a small push, more roughly than he intended, though he wanted to get moving. he wanted somewhere away from the squealing stallions in the distance, somewhere where he could get a few minutes sleep.

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rank; band stallion
location; stream
mood&thoughts; furious
mares; night
tagged; night, sylar
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two brown eyes glittered with fury as they watched the rabicano stallion advance, though jackal made no move to meet him. steadily closer and closer, the earth torn up by four sharp hooves as sylar galloped toward him, though jackal didn't flinch. didn't move. he was thinking, calculating, drawing his years of experience in battle back to mind. finally the stallion was just feet away, head thrust forward and muzzle hanging open. the grullo stallion threw himself into the air, the beginnings of a furious squeal rumbling in his sides as he lashed out with two front hooves, ears pinned against his head and stained teeth bared as the noise shoved its way out of his muzzle and into the chilly air. high-pitched, loud, threatening, drawn-out and angry. how dare this stallion challenge him in such a manner. idiotic.

[ShadowStarFang]

(Okay. Sounds good to me! Maybe she can walk right past him and his mares, not really taking notice of them)
Freedom~
On the plains; happy and searching for a new herd; herdless; alone and walking along

Freedom jumped, surprised by the sudden drop of water on her flank. She snorted and pawed the ground with her still clean feathers as she walked along the plains. She hesitated to enter a forest, so she sniffed the ground first, her velvet nose breathing in the dry scents. She shook out her dark coat and started through the forest, just twitching her ears and swiveling to the sound of a horse. She flicks her think tail at some flys on her wet flanks and legs, shaking herself again in discomfort. Freedom nosed her side to get rid of another fly and continued to go along the forest timidly.

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rank; band stallion
location; valley
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mares; cherokee, infinity, canyon, natalie, midnight
tagged; canyon, cherokee, freedom
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roman twitched his ears expectantly, waiting for cherokee to move the herd when he saw something out of the corner of his eye. turning with a huff, two light brown orbs landed on the figure of a pure black mare trotting along, seemingly oblivious. the heavy stallion stretched out his muzzle, letting a low nicker roll off his vibrating lips as he called to the mare. one heavily feathered hoof stomped roughly against the ground. he was tired and impatient, his fresh wounds stinging and his legs sore, though there was mare nearby and roman just couldn't let her go without at least trying. it was in his nature to work himself half to death when it came to getting a large herd. however, if the mare choose to ignore him or run he would just have to let her go. he was far to tired for a chase, and to impatient to deal with the disobedience of one.