Paint Horse Role play - accepting

[winner10111]

Shadow grazed on a hill and was watching the valley below her

Silver drank from a river

[Deletingaccount]

(i'll post soon? for some reason it won't allow me to reply. i've posted about 10 posts replying to you all, and trying to accept people (Speakign of which, accepted ) and now i'm a little annoyed so i'm going to have my post done by tonight, also won't be on tomoz, i'm going to PC tomorrow and having a lesson, then some trick riding people are going to come and and give us a lesson of some sort dunno lol, but hey it will be fun )

[aseling]

(recap/repost's for Storm?)

[hortus]

Name
Lyrical Legend
Nickname
Lyric
Age
3
Gender
Mare
Height
15.2
Personality
Lyric is a loving mare. She is very motherly, and friendly. She is natural born leader. Lyric tends to be overprotective of her herd. Sometimes she's too clingy because of the past and fears of separation. She tends to spoke a lot depending on what is going on around her. At times she has no fears and won't back down, but sometimes she leads the herd away from danger/whatever scared her. She is strong and very smart.
History
She was born in a very large and powerful herd. The stallion's name was Sargent and he mother's name was beauty. When Lyric was 1 her mother was captured by wranglers, so at the age of two he stallion of the herd chased Lyric and a few other yearlings away to prevent interbreeding. Lyric fought of cougars and was alone for some months. She soon joined a herd and got a herd to call home/family.
Rank
Lone Mare
Band Stallion
None
Mares in herd
None
Coat colour
palomino and white paint
Mane colour
long thick blonde mane and tail
Eye colour
her right eye is a bright blue while her left eye is brown
Scars
a cougar scratch on her lower left leg
Disabilities
None
Password
Life of a Horse

Was I accepted?

[Deletingaccount]

that is what i said so yes accepted )

[aseling]

(recap/repost's for Storm?)

[Deletingaccount]

no idea, i've been busy)

[hortus]

Lyrical Legend

Mare | in heat stage 1| Lone Mare | Tagged Open

Lyric calmly nibbles on grass and flicks her tail. Her ears twitch listening for any neighs of a stallion. For she wanted to be in a herd not alone out her she didn't feel safe alone. After some time of not hearing anything Lyric gets impatient. She starts to loudly neigh and nicker for a stallion.

[spring.]

•°• apache's bald eagle •°• eagle •°• three years •°• pg 2

A young palomino and white mare snorted and trotted into the open. She lifted her tail, whinnying to any stallions. She was somewhat interested in them, being in stage three heat. She snorted again as she looked around. She nickered again, perking her ears. Her best friend walked to her side, and Eagle nickered a greeting.

•°• apache's destined journey •°• apache •°• three years •°• pg 2

A chestnut mare whinnied as she galloped around. She was looking for the mare that could be considered her sister. She heard her friend's whinny and trotted to her. She nibbled her friend's shoulder. She looked around, in stage three heat as well. She lowered her head and plucked at the grass below with her teeth, hungry and bored.


•°• hildalgo •°• hilly •°• ten years •°• pg 2

A typical looking paint walked through the plain, her head high in dominance, but not dominant over anything. She snorted as she looked around, her stage two heat not bothering her. She wasn't seeking out stallions, and certainly would try to be picky if possible. She whinnied in response to several mares, a powerful and somehow feminine sound.

•°• paint me navajo •°• navajo •°• page two

A solid dun made trotted through the fields, yet to come into heat. The made was actually happy to be out of heat. Every other made was in heat, making them all the same to stallions. But a made in heat after most of the loners were gone meant that she had a chance to perhaps choose her stallion when she came into heat. She was content. Yes she was.

•°• cherokee freedom •°• cherokee •°• four years •°• page two

Cherokee watched him as he spoke. 'My name is Hunter. I hope I didn't hurt you, but I really want you in my herd. You are a beautiful and strong mare.' He spoke to her, nickering and gently taking her mane. She snorted and looked up at him.
"My name is Cherokee. No, you didn't harm me." She snorted as she looked over to him. She watched him, snorting quietly.



•°• iroquois •°• page two

The dark bay mare watched him. "I didn't say I wouldn't be open to a herd." She snorted, pushing her ears back as she backed up. Why was he being so assuming? She whinnied, nervous at this point.

[AHS_Freak]

Name ; Buck
Age ; 3 and a half
Mares Covered ; 0 Mares
Mares in herd ; 0 Mares

Buck's eyes grew soft and he pinned his ears a little as he sensed her anxiety and saw her backing up. " Hey, hey, it's alright, I am not going to hurt you. I don't snake." he said softly.

Name ; Swift
Age ; 3 Years Old
Rank ; Lone Mare
Band Stallion ; None
In heat/Pregnant ; Stage 4

Swift heard a stallion whinny, calling out any mares. (Demon Shadow) She spread her scent harder, hoping it would spread really far. She then let out a few loud whinnies, calling out to him. She waited to see whether he would call back again or not. And whether he would try to find her. She took a few steps toward where the sound of the whinny was.