F R E E | Draft Horse RP | Accepting

[bambi-loon]

(Okay, sorry!)

[Claw.]

{Sure}

|Pitch black darling|Pitch|8|♀|tags: none|stage 3|

Pitch grazed under the protection of a tall pine tree, she wafted her tail and let her heat scent spread far and as freely as it cared, she wanted a stallion yes, but they would have to come to her first. It was spring and she could hear stallions calling in the distance, she wondered how many would be like her, draft. It had be strange but the place she had escaped to seemed to have more draft horses like her than she had expected which was making it easier for her to fit in. Memories flooded back to her of when she was a show horse, she had always heard stallion calls in the distance from her stables, the stallions that were show horses were always separated from the mares for some reason. As is the humans wanted to eliminate every thing they had left of true wild and nature, but that was then and this was now, she was no longer a pretty little show horse, she was wild, free and looking for a herd.

|I'm not dead, just floating|Tattoo|13|♂|tags:none|

Tattoo scanned the area, in search of mares, this spring he had come very close to finding mares to build a herd, but not quite, the new heat scents excited him, he was happy to be wild and to try to build up a herd. He started to move up into a trot, keeping a look out the whole time for any mares that would be good for building a herd with. His left back hoof was becoming sore because his past owner had left a shoe on that he hadn't managed to walk off yet and was becoming loose and dragging on the ground and was hard to ignore. He kicked a nearby rock and it loosened but still a nail was strong in his hoof connecting the shoe onto him still.

|Mirror mirror|Reflection|6|♀|tags: Chrystal|stage 2|

Reflection looked fearfully out onto the horizon, her tail clamped between her legs, trying to hide any trace of her heat scent to protect her filly, she didn't know what stallions were out there, would they want Chrystal and her mother? Would they still want Chrystal when she was 2, and want her for breeding? Or would they not want Chrystal and try to hurt her? Who knew, but they needed a herd if they were going to survive, and although she hated to admit it, she would have to take a risk for the sake of survival, she nosed her filly forward and could sense that she was coming into heat herself also though she probably didn't know it yet, "Come on we must go find a herd" She explained trying to give away as little information about that as she could. But of course her filly was to curious and immediately asked, "Why?" Reflection tried to nudge her forward while talking, "So that we can be safe and have a big family, and survive the wild"

|Chrystal clear|Chrystal|6 months|♀|tags: reflection, Grima|stage 1|

Chrystal cantered happily through the long grass, chasing a butterfly which she could easily reach because of her tall legs, she leaped up and snapped with her long yellow stained teeth, but the butterfly saw her first and fluttered high up into the sky and far away from any horses reach. She trotted up to her mothers side in hope of a nurse, but as soon as she flanked her side, her mother nudged her forward and hurried her onto move, "Why?" She asked and she explained it was so they could survive as wild horse. She didn't quite understand why they couldn't just live on a farm like they used to, but she remembered how bad things got when she got older, that was why they had to leave, but still why would a herd protect them. Her mother was to busy nudging her a long and probably wouldn't notice if she asked the question or not. Suddenly as she trotted further on a figure of a tall Clydesdale came into sight {Grima} , was this a herd? She tried to remember as bells were ringing in her head, no this is how to start a herd, perfect, "Hello," She called out excitedly, "Who are you?" She asked not showing any fear or aware of any danger which this stallion might bring if he rejected a filly.

|Nuclear chemicals|Chemical|11|♂|tags: none|

Chemical stopped as he noticed a mare in the distance, he could smell her heat scent from the distance, and she instantly caught his attention, he pinned his ears and faced her to see if she would slow down, she clearly hadn't noticed him yet and it would be perfect timing once she stopped next to the river to drink, this was his Que. He moved into a canter and sped towards the paint mare, his tail held high and while running he gave off small bucks and rears to show off to her while neighing to grab her attention. When he finally reached her he snorted loudly and thumped his front hooves on the ground and a small cloud of dust circled around them, he waited a little to catch his breath before speaking, "Hello, what is the name of the pretty mare who stands before me?"

|The sun shines brightest|Summer|4|♀|tags: none|stage 4|

Summer snorted excitedly, as she was moving into full heat and was in eager search for any stallion that would sire her first foal for her, she snorted happily, knowing that spring would only make this easier, she was so happy to be wild. She swished her tail letting her heat scent swim off in any direction and catch all close by stallions attention. Her hooves thundered on sandy grass as she looked around excitedly for stallions, she could see a few silhouettes of horses in the distance so galloped excitedly towards them. Hopefully her strong heat scent would have caught there attention already and they should have noticed her enough to be intrested.

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[iceland.]

Moon
Gender: mare
Age: 4 years old
Heat stage: 3
Tags: nuclear chemicals

Moon looked at the stallion in surprise and took a step back. "I'm flower under the silver moon, but most call me moon," she said staring at him. She looked around and made sure no other stallions were around. She said nothing more and moved no more she just stared. The wind blew her name into her face and her heat towards the stallion. She felt nervous about this and tossed her head to move her mane out of her face.

[Blumenkranz]

Hearing a voice, Grima's ears swiveled towards the sound the the dark stallion turned his head to see who spoke. His gaze rested on two horses, a filly and her mother. At first he didn't react, he stood quietly and studied the two carefully. They were obviously not a part of a herd, as no stallion was following them, but why was a mare walking around with a foal but no stallion? Maybe they lost their stallion or something, or maybe they weren't even wild like Grima was. Whatever it was, he didn't really care. All he cared about was having a large herd and many foals, and these two could be the start of his herd. Remaining silent, the stallion turned his body to face the pair and he began to trot over. He was an unusually quiet horse, he did speak, but he didn't do it often. His focus was on Reflection, as he was more interested in her and he ignored the fact that Reflection may not want him to come close because she was with a foal. He didn't plan on hurting Chrystal, but if Chrystal was a colt then Grima would have.

[r e d.]

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>Alone
>Nervous, slightly impressed
>Lone Mare
>Heat stage 4
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She soon saw a big stallion, a handsome one. She nickered slightly and kept grazing, she didnt want to bother him. She flicked her heat scented tail as a calm reaction. She didnt want to attract attention to herself from other mares, nor stallions. Though she was deep in heat, she still had her stubborn personality. She walked out of the shade of the oak calmly, though carefully. Her black coat stood out from the hills of grass. The fae shook her mane and looked around. She wanted to find a stallion that would fit her, though that would be near impossible

[landofmakebelieve]

Ｔｈｅ Ｂａｓｉｃｓ.

Name :: My Darkest Days
Nick name :: Cailou
Gender :: Mare
Age :: 12 years

Ｏｎ Ｔｈｅ Ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ.

Breed :: Mustang/Belgian

Personality :: WIP
History :: WIP

Ｄｉｇｇｉｎｇ Ｄｅｅｐｅｒ.

Sire :: Here
Dam :: Here
Foals :: Here

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Band Stallion :: (delete if stallion)
Mares in Herd :: (Delete if mare)
Loner :: here

[azhefa.]

{{My two other mares are still open!

Ｃｕｒｓｅｄ Ｎｉｇｈｔｍａｒｅ
{Bᴀᴄʜᴇʟᴏʀ - Pᴇʀᴄʜᴇʀᴏɴ Cʀᴏss}
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Nᶤᵍʰᵗᵐᵃʳᵉ ⋮ 14 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 0 ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 0 ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Bailey/Gambler

The dark bay stallion wasn't very surprised when the mare charges him in an attempt to drive him away, her shove and nips did nothing to change his mind about her though, she will still be his. Nightmare gives a snort as Bailey backs up and snaps some words at him, once again unsurprised by her choice of words. The whole 'you'll kill my baby' line was one of the first things a mare says to him when he approaches one who has a foal and most are actually right to be afraid since he was a kind of stallion who will kill colts who aren't his own, but it normally has to do with the mother, if she's against joining him due to the foal then he'll just get rid of the problem, simple.

Nightmare takes a few steps forward, purposefully invading her space to show her she wasn't in the least bit intimidating to him, he's spent too many years with mares even more angry than the one before him. The stallion flicks his pitch black tail and lifts his head a little, turning his gaze towards the young foal who was curled up by the bushes near his mother. He looks back to Bailey with his eerily red-brown eyes which were rather void of emotion, making them all the more scary, "The death of your colt will only be caused by your lack of cooperation." Nightmare takes another step forward, motioning with his head towards the lake that was on the other side of the valley from them, "His safety will be guaranteed as long as you keep from using him as a reason for your lack of cooperation. If he becomes a problem, I will simply solve it, now let's go get some water, I'm sure you're as thirsty as I am."

Ｍｏｏｎｌｉｇｈｔ Ｍｅｌｏｄｙ
{Lᴏɴᴇ Mᴀʀᴇ - Pᴇʀᴄʜᴇʀᴏɴ}
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Mᵉˡᵒᵈʸ/Mᵉˡ ⋮ 4 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : None ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Heat (2-3) ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Quintus

She grazes quietly, her tail flicking lightly behind her to spread the growing scent that comes from her. Melody moves her ear as a light sound of hoofbeats reaches her, but it was so slight that she ignores it, returning to her grazing. As she goes to move to a better grazing spot, a voice catches her attention and has her turning to face whoever it was that spoke. Her gaze lands on a stallion who was slightly smaller than herself, his thick legs and stocky body shows his heavy draft blood which interests her since she was of a lighter draft breed.

Melody nickers to Quintus and turns her body to face him, her tail still flicking behind her as she moves which spreads her scent around her as she moves. She perks her ears at his question and happily answers it, "I'm Moonlight Melody, but just Melody is fine, what's your name?" The young mare looks around a little, looking for any other mares who may be trailing after him, but there weren't any standing around waiting for his return so he must be a bachelor which was perfectly fine with her, even though she would prefer to join a herd that already had a few mares for her to chat with, "You don't have any other mares?"

Ｓｕｎ-Ｋｉｓｓｅｄ Ｒｏｓｅ
{Lᴏɴᴇ Mᴀʀᴇ - Gʏᴘsʏ Vᴀɴɴᴇʀ}
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Rᵒˢᵉ ⋮ 16 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : None ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Heat (2) ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: None

She grazes peacefully under a tree near the center of the vast vally that the many herds call home. Rose flicks her ear as a fly starts buzzing around near it, making her lift her head to gaze around a bit before returning to her eating. The mare looks around and then drops her head to graze once more, ripping up the sweet grass hungrily, not really paying attention to the drama that was unfolding between some bachelors across the valley. She rips up another mouthful before looking around once more in boredom, there wasn't much to do besides graze at the moment.

The older mare snorts and decides to move from her spot to a better one a few hundred yards away. A tall tree provides some shade as she moves to the new spot which was a blessing since the sun was starting to get a bit too hot. Rose shakes out her pur white mane as she glances around before returning to her grazing, she doesn't want anyone to suddenly appear and try to snake her into a herd or something. The mare flicks her tail and grazes contently under the new tree, her ears twisting around to keep herself on alert for any signs of movement or hoof-beats approaching.

Ｗｈａｔ Ｇｏｅｓ Ａｒｏｕｎｄ Ｃｏｍｅｓ Ａｒｏｕｎｄ
{Lᴏɴᴇ Mᴀʀᴇ - Sʜɪʀᴇ}
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Kᵃʳᵐᵃ ⋮ 12 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : None ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Heat (2) ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: None

The mare trots across a hill, her pitch black mane and tail flowing out behind her as she goes, her head lifted high in a show of dominance and a bit of vanity since she knows just how beautiful she was with her deep coal black pelt that has not one speck of white on her, but she does have a few scars on her rump and shoulders which only makes her presence all the more scary. Karma snorts as her large draft body storms down the hillside, her heavy hoof-beats were hard to keep silent, but then again she wasn't trying to. The mare tosses her head as she gets close to a water hole that was surrounded by a few lone mares (random), the sight of the mares makes her pin her ears flat against her head before driving the lesser mares from the water, her large size and hostile demeanor keeps the smaller mares from fighting back as does her much older age which many of the lesser mares were in awe of.

Karma takes her time in drinking and splashing in the water, cooling her dark body in the lake before getting out and shaking off. She snorts at a mare who got too close, sending them running in the opposite direction so they don't get attacked by the big female who was clearly the boss. She shakes her wet mane out and then moves away from the water hole, not interested in hanging around the other mares to answer the many questions that were clear in their eyes. Karma speeds up to a trot and moves down the valley and towards another hill, not really aiming to go anywhere just yet.

[LilHoneyBee]

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name ;; angel of mine

nickname(s) ;; angel, mi

age ;; five years old

gender ;; mare/female

height ;; sixteen hands

dam ;; angel's hope

sire ;; california king

offspring ;; n/a

herd/stud;; n/a

rank ;; lone mare

▊ Ｓｐｉｒｉｔ ▊

▊ ｏｆ ▊

▊ ｔｈｅ ▊

▊ Ｌａｎｄ ▊

name ;; spirit of the land

nickname(s) ;; spirit

age ;; nine years old

gender ;; stallion/male

height ;; eighteen hands

dam ;; spirit rider

sire ;; king of the lands

offspring ;; n/a

rank ;; bachelor

▊ Ｂｌｏｏｄｙ ▊

▊ Ｍｉｓｔａｋｅ ▊

name ;; bloody mistake

nickname(s) ;; missy

age ;; eight years old

gender ;; mare/female

height ;; seventeen hands

dam ;; n/a

sire ;; n/a

offspring ;; mirror image

herd/stud;; n/a

rank ;; lone mare

▊ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ ▊

▊ Ｉｍａｇｅ ▊

name ;; mirror images

nickname(s) ;; mirror

age ;; 5 months

gender ;; stallion/male

height ;; ten hands

dam ;; bloody mistake

sire ;; n/a

offspring ;; n/a

herd;; n/a

rank ;; lone foal

[paint.]

They gypsy vanner backed up more as he stepped into her personal space. She wasn`t having this stallion threatening her. She turned to her colt, nudging him up and then pinning her ears towards Nightmare. "Show me some respect and it won`t be a problem. I`m not going to be baring any foals of yours until I can trust you and that my colt is safe. He`s six months. Give him at least another six until you take it to drastic measures." She snapped harshly, nipping his muzzle in warning. Gambler stuck to her side, on the side where Nightmare would have to step around his dam to touch him.

Bailey nudged him closer, a little nervous being around Nightmare. Stepping forward, she took to an immediate trot, kicking out at Nightmare to put that final warning in place. She then moved into her graceful trot, her muscled rippling underneath her shadowed and white coat. Bailey trotted towards the lake, Gambler trotting right in front of her.







Gambler was scared for his life. He stuck close to his dam, shaking his head and moving into a canter, kicking out shortly after his mother did. Once at the late, both mother and son, waded into the water. He dropped his head by his mother`s side, asking to nurse. It was a security thing he did every once in a while. When things got bad like they did, he would bond with his mother just a little more. The gypsy colt finished nursing before grooming Bailey`s side, and she grooming his.

Gambler was only six months, meaning, his dam could be bred and by the time she had her foal, he would most likely be ready to be drove out. But being as young as he would have been, Bailey would probably sneak him back in and keep her distance from the herd in order to make sure he matured and wouldn`t die. But, Nightmare wasn`t stupid enough to think that Bailey wouldn`t do that. The young colt reared upwards suddenly, pinning his ears back and splashing around, playing with his dam. Bailey responded by tossing and dropping her head into the water, splashing her colt back, backing up and half rearing. Gambler noticed that she didn`t move more than a few feet away, one ear always turned towards Nightmare, watching, no listening to him.

[Blumenkranz]

(Accepted)

Quintus studied Melody curiously, his ears pricking at her heat scent, which like any stallion he was interested. However he could control himself and keep from doing anything rash, well at least for now. He didn't always make the smartest decisions and was known for jumping into things without even considering the consequences, but after all this time he managed to find a mare who may be willing to join him and he didn't want to mess this up. When she introduced herself, he grinned "Well it's nice to meet you. You can just call me Quintus." He nickered, swishing his tail to get rid of an annoying bug. When she asked if he had any mares, the roan pinned his ears a little bit. He did have a group of mares before, it was a small group, only three mares but he loved them all. He managed to get them last year and stayed with them for a few weeks, but a stallion came by and drove him away. "Ah...I did have a herd, but they aren't with me anymore...maybe you would like to start one with me?"