Ｗｉｌｄ Ｈｏｒｓｅｓ ｏｆ Ｅｕｒｏｖａ -Accepting-

[eleutheromania]

(( doesn't matter. Just post something for each horse to start them off, or for the stallion you can read through the posts for a open mare to approach. ))

[Spotted.Newt]

Tohopka
Age;; 7 years
Gender;;stallion
Rank;;bachelor
Tags;; Wings

Tohopka reared up briefly, shaking out his mane and also using this moment to search the air for the scents of lone females in heat. Detecting a scent close by, Tohopka began to make his way towards it. His hooves sounded like faint drums as he walked along the path of dirt and grass through the woods, following the scent. He soon came to a clearing, and spotted a pretty mare eating bitter blackberries off a bush. Tohopka snorted in greeting, trotting over to her.

Natalie
Age;; 5 years
Gender;; mare
Rank;; loner
Heat;; yes
Tags;;

Natalie swished her tail, trotting up a hill, so that she could have a clear view of the meadows. She soon reached the top, giving a snort of satisfaction as she looked out at the wide expanse of land. She knew it wouldn't be long before the wind carried her scent to the nose of some stallion, but she didn't much care. In fact, she enjoyed teasing the males, watching their reactions. She let out a whinny, a bit of a challenge to any stallion who wanted her in his herd.

Talia
Age;; 5 years
Gender;; mare
Rank;; loner
Heat;; yes
Tags;;

Talia flicked her ears, hearing her sister's feisty challenging call. She herself was not that bold, and preferred to stay away from the commotion. She walked through a patch of flowers, munching on the tangy buttercups as she grazed. She was of course interested in finding a herd, but was not going to just go calling out to the stallions. They were quite capable of coming to her, and she was quite comfortable waiting for them to do so.

[Mustanglover101]

Wings of the Wind-->Windy
Age-->2
Mood-->bored, calm
Herd-->no, but willing to join one if she must
Location-->open lands
Status-->in heat->stage 3
Tagged-->Defying Gravity

She watched the stallion approach more. They were only a meter apart one could estimate. She wondered what he had planned. If he snaked her she'd wouldn't fight at all. But she wasn't sure if a herd would even be the thing for her.
She shook her mane and with that relaxed more and looked at the stallion to see him grazing. Getting more and more bored just standing around she decided to graze too. Only she started walking a few feet away from him over to a patch of fresh clovers. She have a delisted nicked at the sight of one of her favorite treats which she only could find in spring. She immediately lowered her head and munched softly on the small clovers. She looked over to see what the bay stallion was doing before returning to grazing. She felt a stronger wind which blew around her mane and tail which also seemed to catch a bit of her scent which she didn't really notice. She was young and had never had a foal before, let alone be able to have one because it was only a couple years ago she was considered one..

[chemical.]

[ i'm so sorry for not posting much recently! i have been busier the last couple days than i have been the last couple months- my school years ends on the 30th, so until then i may be very inactive. ]

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→ [Ⓗαυηт]є∂ Ｂⓔⓐⓤту ←

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❝Ｂｒａｋｅ - ａｎｄ - ｂｉｎｄ - ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ - ｔｏ - ｍｅ,❞

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[ "Ⓣнє → [ ＢＥＡＳＴ ] ←" ]
rank// bachelor
age// thirteen
location// water hole
mood// aggressive, impatient, dominant
mares// --
tagged// storm
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it was low, angry, threatening, the raspy nicker that dripped off his muzzle as he gazed at the mare through livid brown eyes. haunt was unimpressed an threatened my the mares' reaction to him- though angered by it. he had little patience at best, and was not above drawing blood to get his way. they way he held himself- head high, ears pinned, swimming brown eyes fixed firmly on the mare, well it said everything it needed to. he had set his target. had found what would be his first prize. she would either run, or fight, that he could tell- but he didn't care. one bit. she had a heavier build, hinting at possible draft influence, however haunt didn't care about this either. strong mare or not, he was strong as well. he was mature. experienced. and oh so very stubborn, and cruel, and he would have his way no matter what he had to do. haunt scraped one sharp gray hoof against the ground, letting out a violent snort, before moving forward on long, powerful legs. his dusted roan coat slid easily over his muscled body- though he wasted no time trying to show off. he didn't care to. it was boring. typical. and it was so unnecessary. the mare had eyes, she could see him. he didn't need to flaunt every little detail as most stallions did. haunt positioned himself in front of the mare, out of reach of her sharp hooves, and stretched his muzzle forward to give her a harsh, violent nip to the muzzle. just like that. he claimed her as his own- and she would be his whether or not she decided to fight back.

❝Ｄｅｌｉｖｅｒ - ｗｈａｔ - ｙｏｕ - ｓｏｌｄ - ｙｏｕ - ｓｅｅ,

Ｔｈａｔ - Ｉ - ｗｉｌｌ - ｏｎｌｙ - ｔａｋｅ - ｆｒｏｍ - ｙｏｕ.❞

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→ Ⓗαυηтє∂ »[ ♆ Ⓓяєαм ♆ ]« Ｍⓔмσяιⓔѕ ←

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❝Ｄｏ - ｙｏｕ - ａ - ｒｅｍｅｍｂｅｒ - ｔｈａｔ - ｄａｙ - ｗｅ - ｍｅｔ,❞

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[ "Ⓣнє → ♆ [ ＬＩＯＮ ] ♆ ←" ]
rank// lone mare
age// twelve
location// meadow
mood// calm, dominant
status// in heat[stage two]
herd// --
tagged// rose, annabelle
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dream picked up her sharp peach hooves, letting them carry her away from the tree line where she had been sheltering. few stallions wandered to close to the predators' haven, so the aggressive mare found it the perfect place to rest. but now she needed a better area to graze. somewhere with long, fresh grass. and she found the just the place. as the beautiful sabino mare moved deeper into the meadow, she found a lush area in which it would be perfect to graze- but other mares hung nearby, obviously having found the same treasure. she snorted lightly, striding forward on confident long legs, asserting herself in the area before dropping her head to graze, visibly uncomfortable with the other mares' presences- though unwilling to leave the lush area. if either of them showed the same unease or even aggression, dream would waste no time driving them away. dream was more dominant, aggressive, protective even than one could ever guess, and would gladly strike up a fight with another mare for the best grazing or place at the river bank.

❝Ｙｏｕ - ｔｏｌｄ - ｍｅ - ｔｈｉｓ - ｇｅｔｓ - ｈａｒｄｅｒ - ｗｅｌｌ - ｉｔ - ｄｉｄ.❞

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→ Ⓑσяη ＴＯ ⒷⒺ »[« Ⓚнαℓєєѕι »]« Ｑυⓔⓔη ←

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❝Ｐａｉｎｔ - ｂｌｅｅｄｓ, - ｉｎｋ - ｒｕｎｓ, - ｉｍａｇｅ - ｏｆ - ｙｏｕｒ - ｌｏｖｅ,❞

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[ "← Ｓηⓞω » ☁ « ⓌⒽιтє →" ]
rank// lead mare
age// seven
location// watering hole
mood// calm, happy
status// covered
herd// shatters'
tagged// shatter, essence
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khaleesi twisted her long, curved neck to the side to nudge her stallions' chest gently, happily. her rich brown eyes glittered with the relief she felt. the relief of finally being away from those cruel humans, of having finally found a new herd. a strong stallion. a home. a family. it was all khaleesi ever wanted- the only thing she ever asked. a strong stallion. a capable one. a herd that made her feel safe. as shatter moved away, khaleesi lifted her head to look at his other mare, her ears twitching. it took but a moment for the first thing to cross her mind- who would be lead mare. it was natural, really. one of them had to take them somewhere bigger and better- with more mares for their stallion and good grazing. khaleesi had never really cared about the politics within herds- as long as there was a good lead and the strong stallion, however being a member in a herd this small, this new, meant things had to be decided. and while the little arabian had never challenged a mare for lead before- she knew she was the oldest mare here. the one with the most experience, and their stallion needed an experienced lead, so khaleesi lifted her head, nickering softly, asserting herself. if an older mare came along, or even just a more dominant one, the flaxen chestnut would give up the position happily- she had never cared nor thought about being lead. if this other mare had been just a bit older, a bit more experienced, she wouldn't have even questioned her.

❝Ｐａｉｎｔ - ｂｌｅｅｄｓ - Ｉ - ｃａｎ'ｔ - ｂｒｅａｔｈｅ - ｎｅｅｄ - ｙｏｕ - ｈｅｒｅ - ｗｉｔｈ - ｍｅ.❞

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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// lone mare
age// five
location// valley
mood// angry
status// in heat[stage three]
herd// --
tagged// roulette, titan
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the marred tobiano mare kept her pace, ears pinned. she all but ignored the stallion as he called out after her, letting a rough snort force its way out of her nostrils, dragging her sharp peach hooves against the ground. the one thing he could thing of was her scared. perhaps he wouldn't want her. perhaps he wouldn't give chase. her once beautiful, sleek coat was covered in thick, ragged white scars, from muzzle to ankles. the scars of her past. of her ever-abusive stallions. of course she wouldn't turn back. of course she wouldn't submit. or be easy. or obedient. if he wanted her he would have to snake her- would have to break her all over again. make her lose even more trust in the stallions she tried so hard to avoid.

❝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// mare
age// two
location// valley
mood// calm, pleased
status// in heat[stage one]
herd// titans'
tagged// ghost, titan
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roulette moved forward on sharp gray hooves to close the small gap between herself and the stallion- pressing her muzzle against his neck lightly as he returned her nicker. he had laid her claim over her- and she was perfectly fine with this. she was glad. happy to have what seemed like a capable stallion. her soft whinny, her relaxed posture, they all showed her acceptance. her happiness. her eyes, those rich, beautiful brown eyes, showed just how very naive she was. showed just how much she trusted him, with no former knowledge. but she was young. a filly. just two years old. of course she would still be naive. roulette turned her head to the side, watching as her mother retreated into the distance, though she fully expected the stallion to give chase. to snake the older mare. from what she knew, from what she'd seen, it always happened. and roulette really didn't mind one bit.

❝Ｉ - ｌｏｎｇ - ｆｏｒ - ｔｈａｔ - ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ - ｔｏ - ｎｏｔ - ｆｅｅｌ - ａｔ - ａｌｌ.❞

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❝Ｍａｙｂｅ - ｔｈｉｓ - ｉｓ - ｊｕｓｔ - ａ - ｗｏｒｋ - ｏｆ - ａｒｔ,❞

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[ "ρяιηcє → ღ [ ｃｈⓐｒｍⓘｎｇ ] ღ ←" ]
rank// bachelor
age// five
location// meadow
mood// surprised, friendly, unsure
mares// --
tagged// onyx, estella
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the young arabian stud jerked his dished face up as he heard the high-pitched, excited calls of a young horse, accompanied by the sound of rapid, beating hooves. two rich brown orbs landed on the figure of a little bay foal sliding to stop, narrowly avoiding colliding with his muscled chest. he was surprised, his heart fluttering with the sudden appearance, but before he could react the filly let out a high-pitch squeal and regained herself, galloping away. his gaze followed her curiously, his expression clearly confused, until he saw the dark mare in which she took shelter behind. her mother? of course it was her mother. but where was the rest of her herd? they couldn't possibly have been alone- though not even the scent of another stallion lingered in the air. perhaps they really where alone. perhaps he would be able to start his first herd? vagabond moved forward a few paces- his expression, his posture, every bit of him radiating calm. friendliness. though, he stopped short as the mare displayed her aggressive behavior. perhaps not. he was young, he had little to no experience in snaking. if the mare decided to run, would he even be able to give chase? the dappled arabian stallion pinned his chiseled ears, lifting his head in an unsure manner and letting out a soft, friendly whinny- trying to tell the mare he was no threat.

❝Ｓｃｒｉｐｔｅｄ - ｐｌａｙｅｒｓ- ｉｎ - ａ - ｐｌａｙ - ｏｆ - ｌｕｓｔ,

Ｈｏｐｅ - ｔｈｅ - ｅｎｄ - ｉｓ - ｗｅｌｌ - ｗｏｒｔｈ - ｗａｉｔｉｎｇ- ｆｏｒ.❞

[paradise,]

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nickname; whisper

age; eleven

gender; mare

stallion; no one

status; in heat - stage two

tags; no one

ooc; c;

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Ｗｈｉｓｐｅｒｉｎｇ  Ｓｐｉｒｉｔ

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an older dapple grey mare stood in the shadows of the forest, her presence almost unnoticeable. the only thing that made her known was her lingering heat smell, oh how she hated it. it made her feel so uncomfortable, always on alert while in her estrus. lightly dappled ears flicked back and forth with caution, dark brown eyes watching carefully. whisper is a very confusing mare, almost a bit bipolar. on the outside, she portrays to be a cold, vicious mare, while on the inside, she trembles in fear. she held her carriage low, a bit hard as she is pretty tall. the older mare just hoped, with all of her heart, that no one would ever find her...never.

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nickname; prim

age; six

gender; mare

stallion; no one

status; in heat - stage one

tags; no one

ooc; c:

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a somewhat young mare stood in the valley, lightly scented tail flicking lazily. the flies pestered her, the agitation showing in her rich, brown eyes. her muscles twitched under her multicolored coat, tail flicking back and forth. prim snorted unhappily, pawing the ground with her small, light grey hoof. she is currently alone, hoping to stay that way for a while. every time prim has come in contact with another equine, she has caused a fight. it's not because she likes fighting, it's that others don't like her personality. she is very headstrong and bratty, perfect right? prim lightly kicked out her back legs, popping her rump up into the air. she huffed softly, lightly lipping her flank.

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nickname; sky

age; four

gender; mare

stallion; no one

status; in heat - stage three

tags; no one

ooc; c;

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lavender sky flicked her heavily scented black tail around her hind legs, teasing any stallion within range. a soft nicker escaped from her lips, dark brown eyes looking around curiously. sky wanted a stallion, as soon s possible. she hated being alone, more than anything else in the world. her heart longed for a loving, caring stallion to watch over her. the ebony mare lightly bucked up into the air, her back hooves hitting on the ground once again. her pale grey nostrils flared, her soul filled with excitement. sky is a very young mare, her energy a bit overwhelming to most. another nicker escaped her lips, this time louder and more prominent.

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nickname; valen

age; eight

gender; mare

stallion; no one

status; in heat - stage two

tags; no one

ooc; :3

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a dark palomino dapple mare stood by the flowing stream, the water cooling her burning throat. valen was so thirsty, having just escaped her previous encounter with a bachelor. she hated them, despised them, hatred showing in her pure black eyes. the way they tore into any equine's soul, she made them tremble in fear. the mare knew her scent was becoming stronger, going to attract more vile bachelors to her side. valen lifted her head from the water, the cold liquid dripping from her dark grey lips. she made her way away from the river, pushing into a brisk canter. there was no time to rest, not even time to breathe unless, you wanted to be caught. her dark grey nostrils flared from exertion, her muscles aching.

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nickname; thunder

age; twelve

gender; stallion

mares; no one

coverings; zero

tags; dark harmony

ooc; :3

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days of thunder watched the mare with curious blue eyes, his black and white tail flicking. as she made no response, he huffed slightly before proceeding towards her. he lifted his tail high over his back, his ears perked forward. as he neared her, he stopped, taking her scent in from afar. thunder could tell she was deep in heat as she flicked her tail, making his eyes go wide. he stepped closer to her, his muzzle lightly touching hers. a light squeal escaped his lips, moving to her side with caution. he ran his velvety muzzle along her spine in a flirtatious way, gently smelling near her flank. he gently ran his teeth along the back of her legs, before nosing her hip, formally asking for a foal.

[eleutheromania]

Name: Shattered Titanium
Age: 13 years
Rank: Band Stallion
Mares: illuminessence, Khaleesi
Tagged:

He watched his two mares curiously before he simply lowered his head to graze. The stallion flicked his tail as he grazed, clearly content for the time being. (Wb)

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Name: Dark Harmony
Age: 7 years
Band Stallion: ---
In Season/Pregnant: Stage 4
Tagged: Thunder

The mare watched the stallion as he approached her. A snort escaped her velvet lips as he squealed. She flicked her tail as he moved his head along her back and then nipped her rump. Dark simply responded by lifting her tail and flicking it to the side, giving him a yes.

[paradise,]

} ;; @N i g h t, want to have shatter find one of my mares? :3

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nickname; whisper

age; eleven

gender; mare

stallion; no one

status; in heat - stage two

tags; no one

ooc; c;

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an older dapple grey mare stood in the shadows of the forest, her presence almost unnoticeable. the only thing that made her known was her lingering heat smell, oh how she hated it. it made her feel so uncomfortable, always on alert while in her estrus. lightly dappled ears flicked back and forth with caution, dark brown eyes watching carefully. whisper is a very confusing mare, almost a bit bipolar. on the outside, she portrays to be a cold, vicious mare, while on the inside, she trembles in fear. she held her carriage low, a bit hard as she is pretty tall. the older mare just hoped, with all of her heart, that no one would ever find her...never.

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nickname; prim

age; six

gender; mare

stallion; no one

status; in heat - stage one

tags; no one

ooc; c:

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a somewhat young mare stood in the valley, lightly scented tail flicking lazily. the flies pestered her, the agitation showing in her rich, brown eyes. her muscles twitched under her multicolored coat, tail flicking back and forth. prim snorted unhappily, pawing the ground with her small, light grey hoof. she is currently alone, hoping to stay that way for a while. every time prim has come in contact with another equine, she has caused a fight. it's not because she likes fighting, it's that others don't like her personality. she is very headstrong and bratty, perfect right? prim lightly kicked out her back legs, popping her rump up into the air. she huffed softly, lightly lipping her flank.

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nickname; sky

age; four

gender; mare

stallion; no one

status; in heat - stage three

tags; no one

ooc; c;

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lavender sky flicked her heavily scented black tail around her hind legs, teasing any stallion within range. a soft nicker escaped from her lips, dark brown eyes looking around curiously. sky wanted a stallion, as soon s possible. she hated being alone, more than anything else in the world. her heart longed for a loving, caring stallion to watch over her. the ebony mare lightly bucked up into the air, her back hooves hitting on the ground once again. her pale grey nostrils flared, her soul filled with excitement. sky is a very young mare, her energy a bit overwhelming to most. another nicker escaped her lips, this time louder and more prominent.

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nickname; valen

age; eight

gender; mare

stallion; no one

status; in heat - stage two

tags; no one

ooc; :3

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a dark palomino dapple mare stood by the flowing stream, the water cooling her burning throat. valen was so thirsty, having just escaped her previous encounter with a bachelor. she hated them, despised them, hatred showing in her pure black eyes. the way they tore into any equine's soul, she made them tremble in fear. the mare knew her scent was becoming stronger, going to attract more vile bachelors to her side. valen lifted her head from the water, the cold liquid dripping from her dark grey lips. she made her way away from the river, pushing into a brisk canter. there was no time to rest, not even time to breathe unless, you wanted to be caught. her dark grey nostrils flared from exertion, her muscles aching.

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nickname; thunder

age; twelve

gender; stallion

mares; dark harmony

coverings; one

tags; dark harmony

ooc; :3

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the paint stallion whickered happily before positioning himself behind the bay.
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thunder's front hooves hit the ground, gently lipping the underside of harmony's tail. a sweet nicker fled from his pink lips, his black and white tail flicking. the male gently pawed the ground with his cream hoof, digging up some vegetation. his ears flicked back and forth, then returning his attention to his new mare. he gently ran his muzzle along her spine, up to her withers, putting his scent on her, claiming her. after he did that, thunder let a loud neigh escaped form his lips, calling out to any mares in sound range. of course thunder was pleased to have found a mare but, what stallion wouldn't like more?

[orca-xing]

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Name: Morning Glory
Gender: Mare
Age: 4 years
Breed: Mustang
Height: 14.1hh
Herd: None
Rank: Loner
Foals: None yet
Personality: Morning Glory is a very interesting horse. She is usually outgoing and fun to be around, but causing trouble is her specialty. Older mares scold her very often for this, sometimes making it the most boring things traveling in a herd. She loves being around other horses, and feels safe in numbers. When she is alone, it makes her feel uncomfortable, but at least she has freedom. That was one of the reasons she is a loner, she just wants to be free, and run wild.
History: Morning Glory's history is super interesting, but it is worth listening to. She was born into a fairy large herd, with a strong stallion, and seven mares. She was one of the many fillies in that herd, making her feel trapped and un special. A bachelor stallion came, and stole a few mares from the band, including her mother. A few years after that, Morning Glory left, after her mother was killed by falling into a river and drowning. Now, Morning Glory is all alone, but looking for some friends.

[eleutheromania]

[[ Accepted ]]

Name: Shattered Titanium
Age: 13 years
Rank: Band Stallion
Mares: illuminessence, Khaleesi
Tagged:Sky

It wasn't long before the sound of a mare reached his ears. He stopped his grazing, swallowing the last bits of grass before he gave a loud nicker in respond. The stallion moved away from his two mares, clearly knowing that there were no stallions around as of her to steal them. He let out another nicker to Sky, hoping for the mare's response.

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Name: Dark Harmony
Age: 7 years
Band Stallion: Thunder
In Season/Pregnant: Pregnant
Tagged: Thunder

She looked back to the stallion as he claimed her. She knew a foal would be around come next year. The mare reached out and began to groom the stallion. Dark was clearly a pretty laid back and simple mare, she would follow Thunder where ever he went and she wouldn't really object to much.

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Morning Glory

Gender: Mare

Rank: Loner

Age: 4 years

Status: In heat~stage 2

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Morning perked her ears as she searched for anybody to talk to. Letting out a soft whinny, she continued to graze in the open land, still alert for a horse. Blinking, she ripped out another patch of grass, and lifted her head. She had seen many other horses, but never went up to any of them. She had also seen a few herds, but Morning was still undecided if she wanted to join one or not. She hated being under the rule of one horse, but it was safety in numbers, after all.