[alright, thanks c: also I had chaos interact with burn c:]
╔════════════╗nickname; paris
age; eleven years
rank; lone mare
stallion; ---
in heat/pregnant; stage two
mood; teasing
tags; none - open
╚════════════╝ City Of Romance a cute palomino overo mare pranced about in an open meadow, the long stalks of grass tickling her long legs. she let out a high-pitched whinny, her small barrel vibrating in unison. she flicked her white and black tail against her haunches, spreading her light heat scent into the air. she wasn't normally very outgoing but, she loved to tease stallions with her heat scent, that was why she was calling out for one. all just for fun.
╔════════════╗nickname; shamara
age; five years
rank; lone mare
stallion; ---
in heat/pregnant; stage three
mood; curious
tags; desert & red
╚════════════╝ Sweet Promisea pretty little buckskin mare walked along the shone, the salty, cold water rushing up over her hooves. snorting gently, the mare inhaled, a stallion and mare's scent catching her pink and grey nostrils. shamara let out a high-pitched whinny, flicking her heavily scented tail to intrigue the male. she continued to walk on, the two scents growing stronger by the minute.
╔════════════╗nickname; chaos
age; nine years
rank; bachelor
mares; ---
coverings; zero
mood; interested, calm
tags; burn
╚════════════╝ Pandemic Devotiona handsome red roan overo stallion grazed by the shore, plucking the long strands of grass with his rubbery pink lips. he flicked his brown tail against his haunches, the flies irritating him. he stopped his grazing, lifting up his head to scent the air around him. a mare's scent came into his nostrils but, it was very faint. well, maybe he could go and look? tossing his head, the stallion let out a loud bellow, starting to trot off in that direction.
╔════════════╗nickname; knight
age; thirteen years
rank; bachelor
mares; ---
coverings; zero
mood; annoyed
tags; no one - open
╚════════════╝ Faraway Kingdom a thick-boned mature grullo stallion cantered along the beach, his brown tail flowing behind him like a flag. he was on the search for mares, once again. wasn't every stallion? anyway, he continued down his path, a low call spilling from his white and grey lips. pricking his ears forward, the male pushed into a canter, hoping to impress some mares along the way. he was handsome and he for sure knew it, you could tell by the way he held himself.