[ border collie// alright! i shall add them :3. ]
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ROMAN
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rank; band stallion
location; meadow
mood&thoughts; pleased
mares; cherokee, infinity, canyon,
midnight,
tagged; cherokee, twins
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roman twitched his ears, head high as he watched over his herd calmly. he was happy- all but one of his mares were carrying his foals, and better yet two of them would be giving birth soon. two rich, empty brown eyes found canyon almost instant as she moved, trotting away from the herd, and the only thing that stood the dark stud from following was the sight of her over-swollen belly. she must have been leaving to birth. fantastic. soon there would be a foal to join them, and the thought pleased roman. the black clydesdale stallion swung his head to the side as cherokee moved away from his side as well- though instantly calmed as his faithful lead settled onto her side in the lush grass. two foals! roman twitched his ears, lowering his head to graze as he waited patiently for his mares to return with his foals. it wasn't long before he heard the low, pained cries of cherokee stop, and she called out in a high-pitched, excited tone. his heavy skull instantly shot up, two brown orbs fixing on the beautiful buttermilk mare, only to see two little foals laid beside her. two? he moved forward quickly, toward his ever-faithful mare, and lowered his head to sniff at the pair. a filly and a colt. his first foals, at least his first foals in this new herd. roman moved his muzzle slightly to lip at cherokees' mane happily.
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BIOSHOCK
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rank; mare
location; valley
mood&thoughts; calm
herd; kodaks'
status; in heat[stage four]
tagged; kodak, snowflake
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bioshock twitched one ear as the stallion moved ever closer, though she didn't shy away. the mares' heavily scented tail swished against her hocks, one hind hoof was rested under her heavy percheron body. the dappled mare listened as the dark stallion asked her to join his herd, though she remained still, quiet. if she had intended to leave she would have long ago- could he not see this? she was not hanging around for the kicks- why did her feel the need to ask? bioshock did not stretched out her muzzle to touch him, she simply flicked her tail once more, leaning to the side as she looked at him. the mare was incredibly deep in heat- and was on the verge of asking for a foal herself.
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SKYRIM
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rank; mare
location; meadow
mood&thoughts; happy, tired, pained
herd; --
status; nursing
tagged; lomadia
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soft pains started in the beautiful mares' stomach, gripping her sides like angry jaws. skyrim let a soft squeal fall off her velvet maw before she lowered herself to the ground, instincts kicking in, telling her it was time. time for this foal to come. [fade] it took but a mere thirty-five minutes for a long-legged, pale buckskin filly to have joined her in the lush grass. her little hazel eyes blinked open, looking up at her mother with two glittering orbs. skyrim was so very, very happy to have another foal. she had raised two before and was more than ecstatic to have another. but she knew neither of them would survive if they didn't find a herd before winter. the heavy sooty buckskin mare hauled herself to her hooves, tired from the birth and wanting rest, but she had to find a safe place for her and her filly. a herd. she knew no stallion would kill her foal- any stud in his right mind would be happy to find a filly. two for the price of one. once her little lomadia was grown, the stallion would surely keep her as his. a low, tired, pleading call left skyrims' muzzle- calling to any stallion nearby as her filly struggled to get the hang of her long legs.
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→ Drⓔⓐms & Rⓔⓐlity [ ❅ Ⓖнσѕт ❅ ] ←
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❝Please - be - soft - and - sweet - to - me, - this - life - has - not - been - good - you
- see,❞
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[ "← Ⓣнє » ❅ « Ⓞⓤтcαѕт →" ]
rank// lead mare
age// seven
location// meadow
mood// defeated
status// in heat[stage four]
herd// bandits'
tagged// bandit, freedom
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ghost stomped one heavy black hoof against the ground as she looked at the other mare, freedom, asserting her dominance. the bay roan mare was making herself the lead of this herd- if she had to be here she was going to be in charge. she was sick and tired of being pushed around, of being low in the pecking order. her heavily scarred and marred bod spoke clearly of this- and now she was done. finished. she would lead. the thickly muscled, dusted roan mare turned as bandit started to groom her, nosing him away from her. she didn't want him touching her- not yet. she did not trust him. but she did want a foal. her instincts, her drive, made her lift her scented tail as he stood close to her, tempting him with the scent.❝It's - hard - with - such - a - history - buried - in - misery.❞
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→ [ ღ Ⓡσυℓєттє ღ ] Dⓐяⓔѕ ←
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❝I'm - scared - to - get - close - and - I - hate - being - alone,❞
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[ "← Ⓣнє [ ღ Bⓔⓐⓤту ღ ] →" ]
rank// lone mare
age// five
location// meadow
mood// curious
status// in heat[stage three]
herd// --
tagged// --
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a soft, interested whinny dripped off the pretty mares velvet maw, calling out to any stallion in the area. it hadn't been long ago, just weeks earlier, that she had lost her humans. just weeks earlier that the stupid trailer had broken, spooking the heavy palomino mare and sending her rushing out into the plains. now, she was lonely. curious. she had explored this land and all it had to offer, but she had recently entered the final stages of her heat. the scent was heavy, thick, hanging in the air around her and alerting any passing creature to her presence. she was bored. she wanted the company and safety of a herd now, and she was sure it wouldn't be hard to find one.❝I - long - for - that - feeling - to - not - feel - at - all.❞