OOC
Masked Ball
Private/Keeps Things to Herself -- Fiery -- Sarcastic
In Heat
For Magic Magician/M a x x y (<3)
Mask affectionately nosed her daughter.
"Well, it's good to be back again," she said softly.
"I was heartbroken when I gave you up, you know. I still remember when I moved you towards Angel when you were a newborn." When she heard her daughter's question, she nodded.
"Yes; I'm alone." Runs like Clockwork
Follower -- Friendly -- Sweet-Natured -- Fear of stallions
In Phantom's Herd
For Phantom Menace/Horses.4.Life
Clocky shut her eyes as she saw the drama and the fight accelerate, wishing she was anywhere but here. Why was all the fighting going on? She wished she could fight, she wished she could run, but she couldn't - especially now that she was having this stallion's foal. She was practically a prisoner here, and she hung her head, scared to make any sudden moves.
When a mare asked her what her name was, she whispered very carefully in the mare's ear.
"Runs Like Clockwork. Clocky." After this, Clocky looked down at the ground again, only stirring when another female came; the stallion was evidently being through and was succeeding in his goal to get as many mares as he could. How many would escape? Clocky doubted that any would.