The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains | Accepting

[hortus]

♡Infinite Love♡
Nickname》Infinity
Gender》Mare
Age》3
Heat》3
Herd》Taming Cobras
Tagged》 herd

Infinite Love did watch the older mare for a second or two, before going back to her normal thing. The young mare was different than most young mares, since Infinity was much calmer and quiet. She then began to graze nearby her herd, swaying her scented tail at the annoying flies.
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[Blumenkranz]

Natsu was very interested in this mare, mainly due to we scent. It was very strong, and the chestnut wasn't going to let Bramble go. Her scent could also attract rival males, and the mustang didn't really want that. He reached out to her, sniffing and greeting her briefly. He took a step forward and began to groom her, nibbling her mane gently and working on her withers. He eventually moved to her side and groomed her flank, though after several moments he stopped. He bumped his muzzle against the mare's rump, silently asking.

[Claw.]

|Frosted Bramble|Bramble|4|Tags:Natsu|

Bramble followed the stallion as he began to groom her, moving from the tops of her mane and down to her flank, she let out a nicker of releif, and teased the stallion a little, wafting her heat scent towards him. She snorted before looking back at the stallion, "What is your name?" She asked quietly, so quietly that she might not have even said it all but she thought she did and that was good enough for her, so she waited for the stallion to reply, weather he heard her or not.

[ShadowStarFang]

»Anaconda«
Gender »Stallion«
Age »4«
Mood »Happy«
Location »Anywhere«
Herd »Rose«
Tags »Rose«

I snorted and looked at her when she backed away. I would respect her here. She deserved respect from any horse. He snorted and flicked his tail and shook his head, burrs in his front mane.

»Rodeo«
Gender »Mare«
Age »4 years«
Mood »Happy/protective«
Location »Dead end valley«
Heat »Foal by Side«
Herd »Dark«
Tags »Dark, Ginger«

The mare sniffed at a little bundle of cuteness. She went on instinct and started to lick the bay painted foal. She groomed her. "For one, you can't tell a colt from a filly, and two, she is a filly. I think I'll name her Ginger. Since that's the one color of brown she doesn't have in her coat." Rodeo was standing and nosed the little filly.

»Ginger«
Gender »Filly«
Age »Newborn«
Mood »Blank«
Location »dead end valley«
Heat »Too Young«
Herd »Dark«
Tags »Dark, Rodeo«

The bay painted filly looked up, nickering softly as her mother groomed her and nickered to this other horse next her. The filly put her legs under her and tried to stand, falling back onto the ground. She snorted and put her front legs up, shaking. She wasn't quiet as strong yet. With that, the laid back down from a moment before getting her back legs up and being on her front knees. She snorted and flicked her tiny tail as she lifted herself up and stood for a bit. She lifted a hoof to take a step, but toppled down. With that she repeated her efforts and was standing. Rodeo lead her where to milk and she swished her tail happily.

[fg05281]

Moon groomed her new stallion back. Her tail flicking, unscented, and gently. Her eyes were happy.

Snow flicked her own scented tail as she grazed.(wb sorry. TV. Detraction)

[Blumenkranz]

Natsu flicked an ear to Bramble when the mare spoke, hearing her say something. She said it quietly, though the chestnut heard what she said. "Natsu. I'm Natsu." He introduce himself "What about you? What is your name?"

Robin groomed Moon quietly, his ears laid back in a relaxed way. He was happy, happy that he had two mares and possibly a foal on the way. Eventually he stopped, nudging Moon with his nose before turning away from her and going to Snow. He nickered gently to the mare, nibbling briefly at her mane before beginning to groom Snow's withers.

[fg05281]

Snow warily watched the stallion. She snorted but continued to graze. She knew what he wanted.she desided, beyond her heat muddled mind, that he would not get it.

Moon nodded and watched for danger, as he tried to convince her friend. Her harsh searching eyes watched.

[Blumenkranz]

Robin was a bit unsure if Snow would even accept him, but he decided that he might as well try. He groomed her gently, making his was slowly down to her rump. Eventually, the mustang stopped grooming and he bumped his muzzle against her rump, bracing himself for a kick in case she refused.

[fg05281]

Snow kicked him and trotted further away. Her heat scent said yes, snowflake said no. She ignored the two as she grazed.

[Blumenkranz]

When Snow kicked, Robin raised his head and did a small rear, turning away from the mare who had now trotted away from him. He let out a snort and shook out his mane, turning his head slightly to look at Snow. He was interested in the mare but she said no, so he was going to have to wait.