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ROMAN
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rank; band stallion
location; valley
mood&thoughts; tired, hurting, impatient
mares; cherokee, infinity, canyon, natalie, midnight
tagged; cherokee, freedom
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the clydesdale stallion watched through glittering brown eyes as the dark mare approached, rain drizzling over his velvet coat. the cold drops felt like pinpricks against his torn, sore flesh, but at least the rain was not coming down in heavy sheets, falling from the sky as though it weighed a thousand pounds like it had been earlier. no, finally it was starting to edge away. the dark clouds crawling endlessly across the sky, taking the heavier storm elsewhere. roman lifted his head even higher as the high-pitched, furious squeals of stallions fighting somewhere farther down the long valley echoed through the air. he had no patience to deal with conversation, nor the strength to snake the mare, so as she opened her soft maw to speak roman strode forward on sore legs, the feathers of one hoof matted with blood. his lips vibrated, sides rumbling ever so slightly as he let out a soft nicker, lipping at freedom's dark mane and nudging her forward, towards his mares. if she decided to turn and run he would let her, he didn't have the energy to deal with another disobedient mare.
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JACKAL
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rank; band stallion
location; stream
mood&thoughts; furious
mares; night
tagged; night, sylar
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it was almost an instant reaction. two hooves lifted off the soggy earth by merely a foot, mud and tufts of grass staining and covering what once had been a gun smoke gray. a low, angry nicker erupted from the stallions open maw as he tossed his mane, shaking his neck to be rid of the feeling of the rabicano stallion trying to latch himself onto what little skin there was there. the hair was ripped from his neck, bringing with it a few small bubbles of blood and a sharp pain as the embedded fur was pulled out by its roots. jackal took no time in responding to the stallions' scream, letting a short, high-pitched squeal erupt from his scarred muzzle, swinging his head around to keep his one good eye fixed on the stallion. he would not lose his night. not right after he had found her. sharp hooves dug into the ground as jackal propelled himself forward to close the distance sylar had created between them, neck reaching out and maw hanging open as he went into gather a clump of the rivals' mane.