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[Dr.Holmes]

Desert Rain
Startled by the nicker Desert moved up slightly whipping lash to turn back towards the mare, but very apologetic."Sorry, You startled me,"He murmured bringing his muzzle up to hers and touching it softly as a form of apology. His ears pinned down, but back up hearing the others (animals,wind, whatnot) around them. "Forgive me, that was not what a lead stallion does,"He added.

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Red simply brushed her muzzle against his, "It's fine," The sorrel mare chuckled. She closed her eyes halfway and began to doze, her scented tail swaying slowly in the breeze.

[suzycu]

Classic walked up to Killer and laid her muzzle on his shoulder. She peeped through her fetlock towards where he was looking, trying to see the what he was looking at. Just as she was about to give up, the smell of another herd hit her and she backed behind Killer.

[Dr.Holmes]

Desert Rain
Blinking at Red's sleep state Desert put himself on guard ears perked at all and any sound with his muzzle to the ground grazing along some of the small animals that were there also. They didn't bother him none, and were a good set of extra eyes and ears. His tail swishing behind him with the occasional listening of the chatter smaller animals, but always back to his job of watching his lone mare.

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Killer didn't move at all for some time. The silver dapple just stared out to where the other herd was, ears pricked and nostrols flared. He blinked finally and gave a sigh, glancing at his mares before turning his attention back to the other distant herd.

Red's skin twitched ever now and then, and every so often she'd let out ann almost silent nicker, showing she was dreaming. In her "dream-scape" a small foal danced through her legs, Desert had aquired a few more mares and they too had mares. She let out a soft sigh.

[suzycu]

Classic nibbled at the grass absent mindedly.Is it time to move the herd farther? I think I will move us on.
She walks to the water and takes a final sip before saying, "I think we've had our fill of water. It is time to move to grazing land. Follow me."

[suzycu]

Ｔｈｅ Ｂａｓｉｃｓ.

Name :: Burnt Memories
Nick name :: Burn
Gender :: mare
Age :: 6

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Breed :: Chincoteague Pony

Personality :: She is very quiet and reserved.Very loving towards her herd stallion and gentle with her fellow mares. Doesn't prefer to lead, but will if no other mare wishes to. Simple and down to earth. Likes to talk once comfortable with someone.
History :: She was purchased as a foal and taken away. When she was two, they brought her back and slipped her in with the captured herd. They had no longer wanted to have her and feed her. She stayed with that herd until they where taken again. She was separated during the chase and never found any of the ones who may have returned.

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Sire :: Holy Blazes
Dam :: Lost Memories
Foals :: Three, two mares and colt

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Band Stallion :: no one yet
Loner :: For now

[trickybiskit]

~The Phantom~

I rolled my eyes. 'If she wants to become lead mare, she's going to have to fight for it, since it is my destiny!' I thought to myself, trotting ahead of her and turned to her. "We better not be moving far, I'd prefer if we stay in the marshes, it's where I belong."

[Dr.Holmes]

Desert Rain
Quick sniff in the wind Desert lifted his head up staring back at clear water with small intent of doing something. He actually wanted to back to the lake that laid couple minutes to an hour away to enjoy the fresh water plants that grew there. They sounded taste at the moment but, he felt no need of urgently tog o there so, he stayed where he was laying down and enjoying the sun and watching the other herd.