Sweet Aspen
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aspen//nine years//stage one//tagged faraway kingdom//herd is knight
aspen would of jumped for joy, but she controlled herself into just nuzzling knight gently back. she hung her head next to his shoulder as they moved, leaning against him. even with her bad experiences with letting stallions take hold of her, aspen couldn't back away, no matter how mean or rude the stud could be. aspen sighed softly and huffed gently as they walked. aspen arched her neck slightly and picked up a nice slow jog, keeping her hooves off the ground and not bringing up dust. aspen stepped into a right lead lope, and then switched with a flick of her tail, circling back to knight and running her nose over his face, lipping at his nose and eyes with gentle affection.
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aspen//nine years//stage one//tagged faraway kingdom//herd is knight
aspen would of jumped for joy, but she controlled herself into just nuzzling knight gently back. she hung her head next to his shoulder as they moved, leaning against him. even with her bad experiences with letting stallions take hold of her, aspen couldn't back away, no matter how mean or rude the stud could be. aspen sighed softly and huffed gently as they walked. aspen arched her neck slightly and picked up a nice slow jog, keeping her hooves off the ground and not bringing up dust. aspen stepped into a right lead lope, and then switched with a flick of her tail, circling back to knight and running her nose over his face, lipping at his nose and eyes with gentle affection.
Lucky Punch
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lucky//fourteen years//zero coverings//tagged forget me not rosie//no herd
lucky kept up the lope until the mare had bit him on the rump. he didn't expect this, since, through his experiences, kicking was playing. her hooves landed on his hind-legs and knocked them from right under him. lucky fell down in a cloud of dust, snorting as the dirt got into his now bleeding bite on his rump. lucky kicked with his hind-legs for a moment to get them working again and using the dust cloud as cover, shot out like a blond bullet. he want to slam into her, but his right hind leg had taken damage. lucky stood far away just in case she decided to take him on when he was weak. lucky groom and cleaned the leg, and then the bite on his rump, going back to his leg. he stretched it out and made sure it worked before lowering his head and trotting towards the mare, biting her roughly on the hocks and shoving her with his shoulder, side stepping in case she wanted to kick. lucky's ears swiveled forward suddenly, and he raised his head, sniffing the air. the stud searched the open plains but didn't see anything, but moving grass caught his eye. he walked toward it slowly, and jumped back when a cougar lunged at him. lucky took off away from the large cat, forgetting all about the mare. he turned and let the lion chase after him, drawing it closer to rosie. the cougar lunged for rosie on the left, but lucky cut it off and struck at it with his front hooves. the cat then went to the right, and lucky followed, before cutting back to the left. lucky stretched himself out to slam into the cougar, letting it latch on to his withers. he dragged it away from the mare and then started to bite and kick it off, bucking and spinning until the cat flew from lucky to the ground. lucky showed no mercy. if he couldn't beat the mare he'd beat the cougar. he landed on the cougar with both front hooves, and then bit it on it's body. the cougar got up finally and limped away, leaving lucky to stand and watch it, his body dripping with sweat and blood and dirt.
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lucky//fourteen years//zero coverings//tagged forget me not rosie//no herd
lucky kept up the lope until the mare had bit him on the rump. he didn't expect this, since, through his experiences, kicking was playing. her hooves landed on his hind-legs and knocked them from right under him. lucky fell down in a cloud of dust, snorting as the dirt got into his now bleeding bite on his rump. lucky kicked with his hind-legs for a moment to get them working again and using the dust cloud as cover, shot out like a blond bullet. he want to slam into her, but his right hind leg had taken damage. lucky stood far away just in case she decided to take him on when he was weak. lucky groom and cleaned the leg, and then the bite on his rump, going back to his leg. he stretched it out and made sure it worked before lowering his head and trotting towards the mare, biting her roughly on the hocks and shoving her with his shoulder, side stepping in case she wanted to kick. lucky's ears swiveled forward suddenly, and he raised his head, sniffing the air. the stud searched the open plains but didn't see anything, but moving grass caught his eye. he walked toward it slowly, and jumped back when a cougar lunged at him. lucky took off away from the large cat, forgetting all about the mare. he turned and let the lion chase after him, drawing it closer to rosie. the cougar lunged for rosie on the left, but lucky cut it off and struck at it with his front hooves. the cat then went to the right, and lucky followed, before cutting back to the left. lucky stretched himself out to slam into the cougar, letting it latch on to his withers. he dragged it away from the mare and then started to bite and kick it off, bucking and spinning until the cat flew from lucky to the ground. lucky showed no mercy. if he couldn't beat the mare he'd beat the cougar. he landed on the cougar with both front hooves, and then bit it on it's body. the cougar got up finally and limped away, leaving lucky to stand and watch it, his body dripping with sweat and blood and dirt.
Baby Got Back
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fauna//four years//heat stage 4//no tags//no herd
fauna galloped right out of the forest at full speed, thundering across the open plains like a grey and white blur. her pure andalusian blood kept her from going at high speeds, but she could go long distances. her legs stretched far out, her muscles tense and her nostrils quivering. behind her, three wolves trailed, keeping themselves calm and collected as they sprinted after the young mare. fauna let out a shriek, and lifted her hind quarters off the ground, landing a kick in mid-air only nicking the ribcage of the leading wolf. fauna pivoted to the right, and burst off with speed and then abruptly turned to her left, grabbing a wolf by it's scruff and flinging it behind her. fauna pushed tired self into a full gallop, the wolves pressing on hot. fauna managed to dodge a attack, by snaking to the right, but with slowing down, the last wolf, silvery red, latched on to her back. fauna screamed, bucking as she ran before just taking off again. this was the last wolf of the pack, the other two had fallen behind. fauna bucked and barrel rolled until the wolf had almost detached itself, dangling by it's powerful jaws. fauna stumbled, tripping over her lanky legs and tumbling into the ground. the wolf let go and got a hold on fauna's neck. she got to her feet, but any retaliation or pulling, would allow the wolf to pull her throat out. fauna started to trot, the wolf holding onto her neck while the other two caught up.
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fauna//four years//heat stage 4//no tags//no herd
fauna galloped right out of the forest at full speed, thundering across the open plains like a grey and white blur. her pure andalusian blood kept her from going at high speeds, but she could go long distances. her legs stretched far out, her muscles tense and her nostrils quivering. behind her, three wolves trailed, keeping themselves calm and collected as they sprinted after the young mare. fauna let out a shriek, and lifted her hind quarters off the ground, landing a kick in mid-air only nicking the ribcage of the leading wolf. fauna pivoted to the right, and burst off with speed and then abruptly turned to her left, grabbing a wolf by it's scruff and flinging it behind her. fauna pushed tired self into a full gallop, the wolves pressing on hot. fauna managed to dodge a attack, by snaking to the right, but with slowing down, the last wolf, silvery red, latched on to her back. fauna screamed, bucking as she ran before just taking off again. this was the last wolf of the pack, the other two had fallen behind. fauna bucked and barrel rolled until the wolf had almost detached itself, dangling by it's powerful jaws. fauna stumbled, tripping over her lanky legs and tumbling into the ground. the wolf let go and got a hold on fauna's neck. she got to her feet, but any retaliation or pulling, would allow the wolf to pull her throat out. fauna started to trot, the wolf holding onto her neck while the other two caught up.

