Wild  Horses  of  Utasis  v.5 | not accepting new members

For roleplaying regular/real-world species with real-world limitations, e.g. cats, dogs, wolves, lions, bears.

Re: Wild Horses of Utasia | Accepting mares

Postby sava. » Wed Jul 15, 2015 7:08 am

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
hail

genderstallion
ageseventeen
breedpurebred shire
coveredzero
maresnone
foals--
taggedsebastian, cloud,
wildflower, sitka, seneca,
dia
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
THE STORM BEGINS TO DOWNPOUR
                Legs striding forward with strength flowing through his body, the scarred shire watched in sick satisfaction as the lesser stallion seemed to accept the unfair fight. The eyes that were narrowed observed as the mares took off in a frenzy, as if Hail was a wild fire gaining at their heels. He liked that- after a well fought battle he could enjoy his victory by snaking his mares and making them his. What else could be even remotely close to as satisfactory as that? Maybe the fact that there was a pair of strongly scented duo of beautifully painted mares watching form the side lines at the upcoming battle, or was it the fact he had an audience of three- another mare came to join the field in which would soon be tainted with his victim's defeated blood. Any small flicker of hope for the shire cross flew from Hail's mind, he was fighting for not two- but five mares now. There was no chance in the world that he would let the stallion leave in well enough shape to get within feet of one of the mares nearby witnessing the horrid acts about to happen. The raspy scream that tore through the stallion's throat fell upon deaf ears as Hail only moved his hooves at a faster rate, the grass and dirt kicking up behind him made him feel sorry for the land more so than the stallion that would soon become part of it. The distance closed quickly as the two charged, and upon meeting it would be a shock to see in any battle that Hail did not slow or falter in his gallop, unlike the other stallion had moments before done- but he kept his pace as he slammed his weight into the stallion's chest, hooves burying into the ground as they sliced each and every bit of the terrain they could. Blood-curling and bone chilling screams emitted from his murderous lungs, body rearing up as he took advantage of the clashing situation. The opponent's hooves were wild, but they were also unstable. It didn't seem that the stallion had organized enough of a plan to follow through- and just relied on mere luck to bring him out of the fight on his fours. Legs striking out, his hooves didn't go for his neck or head; and bluntly forced themselves upon the shoulders of the rival, tips of the hooves hoping to slice through the open skin. He felt the violent blows to his neck, but only few managed to do harm as Hail shifted his body on his back hooves, front hooves lowering as they striked out at the spot between the leg and torso, aiming to rip the slim shred of skin that connected and protected the muscles. The fight was far from over, the adrenaline and rush from the battle flowing through Hail's veins as he let out a satisfying snort, and this time; moving his body as close as possible to the other stallions, torso hitting against his with a thud, the feeling of his pelt upon his own sickening yet appealing as he knew the take down would be completely worth the few seconds of disgust. Lips lifting to reveal the blunt, blood stained teeth from his previous fights, Hail dove his head forward as he snapped his jaws dangerously, just waiting for the pieces of flesh upon his sensitive neck to come into contact- so he could shake his head vigorously to leave his opponent in agony and regretting the decision to challenge against him.





xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
savior

genderstallion
ageten
breedmustang x thoroughbred
coveredthree
maresdani, raven, broken
autumn

foals--
taggedautumn, broken,
dani, raven
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
HEAVEN'S HUMBLE SAVIOR
                Ears staying aloft, Savior began to move from Autumn's side, a soft nicker coming from his throat as he approached Broken. She was in a strong heat, in which no doubt tempted him; but he wanted the mares to get acquainted with Dani and Raven. Moving his muzzle, he bumped at Broken's rear, nudging her forward as he gave a soft nicker to Autumn, knowing she would come easily. Trotting ahead with his tail swaying behind him, he bobbed his head as he approached Dani and Raven, a snort leaving his moist nostrils as he moved forward, coming to Dani's flank as he soothed his muzzle over her neck, lipping at her mane affectionately. She was the lead mare to the others as far as he knew, and knew he wanted to give her some well-needed attention, in which she of course deserved. A huff left through his moist nostrils, lowering his head to the grass that seemed oddly dry. Ears twitching at the factor, he bumped his muzzle against hers, knowing they would be moved soon.






xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
temper

genderstallion
agefourteen
breedmustang x shire
coveredthree
maresnix, stella,
pocahontas, maelstrom

foals--
taggedmaelstrom, stella, herd
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
THE TEMPERATURE DROPS COLD
                The small amount of affection that the obsidian mare granted Temper was enough to keep his satisfaction in place. He could tell she was different from the other mares; at least, she seemed to scream respect and authority- elegance clearly placing her upon a hierarchy that many didn't come close to seeing. As she picked her hooves up and pushed her body forward, he clearly admired her gliding movements, a huff of air leaving his nostrils at the sight. Coming to the mares, his eyes moved to Stella- the one that always seemed to be welcoming him back. Her muzzle extended, he went to meet hers but stopped short at the sounds coming from Maelstrom. He took a step back and let the mares be mares- though he had a clear conclusion that Maelstrom would be taking the lead. As she did so, she returned to his side with a push on his neck, an indication to move forward; something he would easily comply with for he wanted to get out of the distance of the rival stallion he had faced. Eyes flicking from each of the mares, he let out low nickers, head bobbing before his hooves began to take steps, trotting after the new lead.





xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
carmel

gendermare
agefive
breedandalusian
heatfour
stallion--
foals--
taggedhoney
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
A CARAMEL DROP TO SWEETEN THE POT
                A squeal left her lungs as Honey's blunt teeth met with her flank, though only a gentle and playful nip was received. Head throwing to the side, Caramel tossed her frame forward, hind legs bucking her rear up, a playful look upon her eyes as she bounded around Honey. Her mane flew with her movements, the creamy white hairs tangling, but of course; Caramel could care less about that issue. She was too busy enjoying her play time with Honey- the mare she traveled with constantly, not once leaving her side since the ruining of their birth herd. It was a sad memory for Caramel, she had many bonds with the mares in the herd- but of course life can always throw a curve ball; she was just lucky enough to of found Honey to run off with. Another joyful squeal left her lungs, tail slapping against her rump as her hooves trotted in circles, her strong heat scent spreading through the land. Her heat was one thing Caramel had always been scared of, having not been covered before, she was new to the experience, and would like it to be as delayed as possible. Removing the thoughts from her head, Caramel focused back on the creatively colored appaloosa she circled, head moving forward while her lips moved, giving the well known mare a blunt yet playful nip to the side.



xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
honey

gendermare
agesix
breedappaloosa
heatthree
stallion--
foals--
taggedcaramel
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
A HONEY BEE'S SPECIAL TRICK
                Soft brown eyes glistened as they watched hr close friend circle around her, dealing with the nip she had just dealt out. Hooves stomping on the ground in a smooth rythm, Honey bobbed her head, tail flagging behind her as she circled in the opposite direction of Caramel, a playful game they would always do. Though, worry bubbled deep inside of Honey, for the thought of spring being the current season. Honey was already reaching the peak of her heat; knowing Caramel was already there. She and Caramel had yet to been covered, or let alone been apart of another herd since they ran from their birth one. It was a scary factor for the duo, and Honey didn't feel like having to deal with any stallions soon, but how could they avoid them when they were literally sending red flags up wherever they moved? A blunt nip to her side caught her attention as Honey halted her body, eyes peering to Caramel in a devious way. She extended her muzzle, a low whinny coming forth as she acted injured. Just as Caramel took notice and approached, the mare suddenly bucked herself forward, lips grasping at her creamy mane, tugging it just hard enough before leaping away, front hooves lifting her body before she took off in a swift canter, squeals leaving her mouth in a joyful rhythm.



xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
beauty

gendermare
agefive
breedmustang
heatthree
stallionhaunt
foals--
taggedhaunt, herd
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
BEAUTY'S END
                Lips plucking at the tender, jade-colored grass beneath her, she kept her ears perked. She could hear few of the sounds of battle and mares- making her curious. It had seemed what turned into a simple snaking for Haunt, may of spiraled into something bigger. A huff left out of her moist nostrils, her weight evening off of her sore leg. She hated the fact she had taken the sharp turn- she should of known better than to try and out smart such an determined stallion. In turn, she got the raw end of the deal, a stallion whom seemed to have a cold heart, and a leg that bothered her to no end. As to top things off, her heat was growing stronger. Against her logical thoughts, she actually wanted Haunt to return quickly so she could get covered- she hated the pains and distresses of heat, they bugged her to no end, and she constantly dreaded each spring. She has had two foals in her past, though each had died from lack of strength. It may of been because her stallions had been weak and immature, and with Haunt- she had high hopes, to say the least.




xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
grace

gendermare
agefour
breedandalusian
heatthree
stallion--
foals--
taggedRythan
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
GRACEFUL WINTER SLEET
                The sounds of battle rang through her ears as her hooves tore over the ground. She could hear Wildflower calling for her- and even felt the nip or two at her hind, though she bucked them away- too spooked for her own good. Ears pinned to her skull from the fright of the sudden attack, he stormed over the hill and made sure her pace kept even. Once she knew she was far enough from the battle and mares that she left behind, she slowed herself to an easy canter, head bobbing as she let her irritation sooth away slowly. The moment didn't last as she felt water drops on her back, raing pouring from the sky as her pelt became damp- the ground soiled. Ears perking, she could hear noises coming from ahead- eyes roaming the land to spot a stallion and two mares off in the distance. A short, shrill whinny left her lungs through the sound of the rain, hooves stomping as her heat spread, but she doubted the stallion could scent such.





xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
miracle

gendermare
ageseven
breedappaloosa
heatthree
stallion--
foals--
tagged--
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
ARTIST'S PAINTED MIRACLE
                Hooves planting themselves at the ground, Miracle plucked at the grass under hear body, ears perking as she listened to the sounds around her. She had been alone for the past while, an agonizing thing for the somewhat social-mare. Though she won't admit it, Miracle longed to find a stallion and join in with a herd, she was tired of grazing the land alone and simply waiting for one to come across her. Tail flicking as it slammed across her hind, her heat scent flagged out- as she was almost fully at her peak. She was bugged constantly with it, a nagging in her mind as she wished for it to just be over. A sigh left from her lungs, head still lowered as she had nothing else to do but graze, and so she did.





xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
queen

gendermare
agesixteen
breedquarter x mustang
heatcovered
stallionaztec - lead mare
foals--
tagged--
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
THE FALLEN CROWN OF A QUEEN
                A huff of air left her wet nostrils as Aztec landed back to his fours, her brown tail flicking as it returned to proper place. Feeling his velvety muzzle run along her flank, she snorted slightly- though she nipped at his muzzle roughly, scolding his younger behavior. He was a stallion now- not a young colt, Queen disliked the playful behavior; she was docile and dominant, there wasn't much more to her. She returned to her previous nature as his head hung over her back, and she of course didn't mind it. Lowering her head, she calmly plucked at the tender jade-colored grass, content at the moment as she savored it all. Shortly she would move the herd- there were too many stallions looming around, and she didn't want to have to deal with getting overthrown and given a new stallion, only to have her foal killed at birth. She shook out her mane as she grazed, lifting her head she turned, lipping at Aztec's shoulder affectionately, eyes noticing the bruises he had laying about. Her mind went to her unborn foal, wondering how it would come out. Blind to the reality, she hoped it would have more quarter horse in it than her small part of mustang, and had the strength to survive just like Aztec had in his battle. [waiting for aztec/itami]




xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
harmony

gendermare
agesix
breedthoroughbred x quarter
heatthree
stallion--
foals--
taggedtollak
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
SPIRITS LIVE ON IN HARMONY
                Feeling his muzzle grooming at her neck and withers, a content sigh escaped from Harmony's lungs, ears neutral as she stood peacefully. She enjoyed the affections from the stallion- she was a very social and loving mare, and having the favors returned to her was more than what she could ask for. Feeling Tollak stiffen, Harmony let out a snort, eyes peering to him while she flicked her tail purposely, spreading her scent more and more. She was a foolish mare, and enjoyed to add a bit of tease into a stallion, an entertaining sight to watch play out. Though, as his question was voiced into the air, Harmony's ears perked once more, a pleased snort coming from her. "First one to the top wins." She squealed out, nipping at his neck playfully before she pushed her hooves into a gallop, challenging the stallion as she moved her body up the hill.
User avatar
sava.
 
Posts: 2722
Joined: Sun Jul 21, 2013 6:45 am
My pets
My items
My wishlist
My gallery
My scenes
My dressups
Trade with me

Re: Wild Horses of Utasia | Accepting mares

Postby eleutheromania » Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:13 am

══════════
[ aztec ]
[ stallion ]
[ four years ]
[ band stallion ]
[ mares; lilari, azure, queen,
stephany ]
[ coverings; four ]
[ tags; Itami, Azure ]
══════════
Aztec
                The stallion was not in the mood for the three year old's suspicion over the other stallion and himself. He was older than her and the fact that he had kept the herd meant he was able to protect them and keep them for the time being. Pinning his ears, he removed his head from over Queen's back and planted a nip on Azure's flank, a clear warning to back off. Why should it matter? They were safe, they were with him, nothing else should really matter. The fact that he had covered all of his mares, minus one, proved that a stallion wouldn't be too keen on taking them, hopefully. "Azure chill. You're here aren't you. Those two mares took off in the other direction, I wasn't going to just leave the entire herd for them." he said in response, stomping a black hoof on the ground before his attention was still redirected towards Itami. The conversation was over and the four year old made that pretty clear.
                --waiting Hoofy replies with Itami.--


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ clue ]
[ mare ]
[ eight years ]
[ band stallion fenris ]
[ position; lead mare ]
[ status; covered ]
[ tags; fenris, ebony ]
══════════
Clueless Nights
                It seemed Fenris was done with Shadow now and was coming to investigate the situation at hand. The blood bay snorted as he showed her some affection, bumping his side with her muzzle once he passed her and went to greet Ebony. Seeing as the stallion was interested, she held back and allowed him to do so, still slightly unsure of this mare for the time being, especially with the way she had approached her. Remaining where she was, Clue dropped her head to graze as she waited for the mare to greet her stallion and possibly become a part of this herd. [nothing much to do here....]


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ nix ]
[ mare ]
[ six years ]
[ band stallion temper ]
[ position; mare ]
[ status; covered ]
[ tags; herd ]
══════════
Nix
                She was rudely awoken by that obsidian mare and Temper. Removing her head from Stella's back, she pinned her ears as the much older mare approached. The spotted mare cocked a leg, ready to strike Maelstrom if the mare attempted to plant a bite or nip anywhere on her flank. Nudging Stella's side much as Maelstrom seemed to do something similar to Temper to get them moving, she hoped her friend would just pick up a trot and get to moving. Nix knew she was not the lead but she would lead Stella, regardless of the other mare's wishes and thoughts. Nix was not one to simply follow without some reason, though she held no trust over the new mare, even if she seemed older and more experienced. The six year old snorted, ears still pinned as she stuck with Stella rather than moving towards the mare and stallion.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ freyja ]
[ mare ]
[ ten years ]
[ band stallion; misery ]
[ position; mare ]
[ status; covered ]
[ tags; herd ]
══════════
Let Them Fall into Hell
                The sudden events not a few moments ago let Freyja dumbstruck. The dappled beauty snorted, pinning her ears as she watched Vagabond lay with Tuka. Unsure of what to do with the situation, she broke into a trot towards Misery, seeking the stallion for protection rather than investigating the situation. She was not stupid, she had seen the predator and Vagabond had attacked it though Freyja was not going to approach the duo. She was not one for bonding and comforting, unless of course it was a foal of hers.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ chaos ]
[ mare ]
[ three years ]
[ band stallion Enama ]
[ position; mare ]
[ status; stage four ]
[ tags; Lila ]
══════════
Hunted by Chaos
                Chaos paused in her grooming and pinned her ears at the words. Did this mare not understand her disliking of speaking. She snorted, hot air blowing against the other mare's flank. Nudging Lila's side, she hoped the mare would take the hint and move, there should would have her question answered. Tossing her head, Chaos turned to look towards the two mares not far from herself along with Enama. Flicking her tail, she looked back to Lila, hoping that would answer the mare's question.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ electra ]
[ mare ]
[ twelve years ]
[ band stallion Solider ]
[ position; lead mare ]
[ status; covered ]
[ tags; open ]
══════════
Hot Wired with Power
                The mare's ears flattened when she felt his teeth on her withers before she watched him move off towards Crystal. With a snort, she flicked her tail, swatting at the flies that were bothering her before she started to graze on the lush greenery. Electra would not be moving them until the stallion finished his rounds. Though she was not surprised when her daughter was suddenly beside her. A irritated stomp of a hoof came from her as she reached out and nipped at the mare's legs. The young mare needed to learn that she could not shadow her mother all the time and needed to learn to be by herself rather than attaching herself to the older mare's hip and following her everywhere. When the three year old mulberry grey backed off, Electra seemed satisfied as she ripped up a mouthful of grass with her teeth, content with grazing until Solider finished his rounds with each mare.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ juliette ]
[ mare ]
[ three years ]
[ band stallion Solider ]
[ position; mare ]
[ status; stage three ]
[ tags; open ]
══════════
Love Letters in Rome
                The young three year old watched as the older stallion left her mother, leaving the chestnut alone. Juliette immediately walked over and pretty much brushed sides with her mother. The older mare did not enjoy this one bit and showed her displeasure, causing the three year old to squeal, not expecting the harsh nip. With a snort and pinned ears, she moved away but not very far, she was still in reaching distance of her mother. Flicking her scented tail, she shook her head before dropping to the ground and rolling in the grass a few times. Satisfied, she pushed herself back up to her hooves with a heavy exhale before she looked around at their surroundings, they weren't too exposed but she could pretty much see anything that planned to approach them from a good distance away if there was anyone out there.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ mare ]
[ nine years ]
[ band stallion none ]
[ position; lone mares ]
[ status; stage 3 | stage 4 ]
[ tags; seb's herd, hail. seb. ]
══════════
SitkaxxxSeneca
                A loud squeal could be heard from Seneca as the mare reared up and sparred with her sister. The mare snorted and nicked Sitka before landing on all fours again, bucking at the other bay tovero. She pinned her ears before tossing her head and prancing away, tail flagging out behind her, spreading her heavy scent. As she thought she was clear from any antics from Sitka, the other mare bolted forward and landed a nip on Seneca's rump. Another squeal escaped the taller mare before she bucked and settled. After only a few minutes of their normal antics, the two mares were settled and now grooming one another. Sitka's nostrils flared slightly as she took in her sister's scent, head lifting when she heard the battle cry of a stallion. The two mares glanced towards each other before Seneca broke into a canter, leading the way with Sitka not far behind her. The two nine year old paint mares stopped when they reached their destination, seeing two stallions and a group of mares. Snorting, Sitka pulled at her sister's forelock before tossing her head. In response Seneca nipped at the mare's chin and stomped a hoof. Turning her attention back to the two stallions, both mares watched with curiousity, though as Seneca seemed completely focused on them, Sitka took the role of look out as she slung her head over her sister's back and kept an eye out for anything or anyone who decided to approach them.
User avatar
eleutheromania
 
Posts: 31909
Joined: Sat Jun 04, 2011 6:40 am
My pets
My items
My wishlist
My gallery
My scenes
My dressups
Trade with me

Re: Wild Horses of Utasia | Accepting mares

Postby Henry is Bae » Wed Jul 15, 2015 9:18 am

Henry is Bae wrote:
Ezra♢Mare♢6 yrs♢Band Stallion:Haunt♢Percheron Draft Cross♢

Ezra watched them she snorted and reared she looked at the mares and the stallion. She had enough and they needed to stay where they are. Or never come back. She wanted to be lead mare. She would fight
User avatar
Henry is Bae
 
Posts: 14832
Joined: Wed Nov 06, 2013 11:44 am
My pets
My items
My wishlist
My gallery
My scenes
My dressups
Trade with me

Re: Wild Horses of Utasia | Accepting mares

Postby cat;; » Wed Jul 15, 2015 11:30 am

L I L A ;; tags - chaos

The spring air around them felt nice, but it was a bit too cold for her to handle. The hot air of Chaos' breath felt nice on her flank, but the shove afterwards didn't. She stepped to the side and watched the mare " Hey.. what the heck?" She said just as she saw her pointing to some mares nearby. Lila hasn't even noticed them before. I guess that's her herd. " Oh. Uh sorry" She said to the mare, feeling bad for lashing out at her. " They seem nice, why aren't you with them?" Lila asked the mysterious mare, obviously not getting the no talking hint.
User avatar
cat;;
 
Posts: 14214
Joined: Tue Jun 26, 2012 11:17 am
My pets
My items
My wishlist
My gallery
My scenes
My dressups
Trade with me

Re: Wild Horses of Utasia | Accepting mares

Postby caeleste » Thu Jul 16, 2015 9:24 am

colors of the wind
-----
Wind laughed once and fell silent. "Anyways... should we move?" she asked the older mare. She had been grazing for a while, and now she was neither hungry nor thirsty. Yawning, Wind stretched each of her legs as she waited for the mare's reply.
Slowly coming out of a hiatus! Shoot me a PM if anything is needed!
User avatar
caeleste
 
Posts: 1933
Joined: Sat May 31, 2014 2:36 pm
My pets
My items
My wishlist
My gallery
My scenes
My dressups
Trade with me

Re: Wild Horses of Utasia | Accepting mares

Postby sava. » Thu Jul 16, 2015 10:25 am

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
hail

genderstallion
ageseventeen
breedpurebred shire
coveredzero
maresnone
foals--
taggedsebastian, cloud,
wildflower, sitka, seneca,
dia
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
THE STORM BEGINS TO DOWNPOUR
                Legs striding forward with strength flowing through his body, the scarred shire watched in sick satisfaction as the lesser stallion seemed to accept the unfair fight. The eyes that were narrowed observed as the mares took off in a frenzy, as if Hail was a wild fire gaining at their heels. He liked that- after a well fought battle he could enjoy his victory by snaking his mares and making them his. What else could be even remotely close to as satisfactory as that? Maybe the fact that there was a pair of strongly scented duo of beautifully painted mares watching form the side lines at the upcoming battle, or was it the fact he had an audience of three- another mare came to join the field in which would soon be tainted with his victim's defeated blood. Any small flicker of hope for the shire cross flew from Hail's mind, he was fighting for not two- but five mares now. There was no chance in the world that he would let the stallion leave in well enough shape to get within feet of one of the mares nearby witnessing the horrid acts about to happen. The raspy scream that tore through the stallion's throat fell upon deaf ears as Hail only moved his hooves at a faster rate, the grass and dirt kicking up behind him made him feel sorry for the land more so than the stallion that would soon become part of it. The distance closed quickly as the two charged, and upon meeting it would be a shock to see in any battle that Hail did not slow or falter in his gallop, unlike the other stallion had moments before done- but he kept his pace as he slammed his weight into the stallion's chest, hooves burying into the ground as they sliced each and every bit of the terrain they could. Blood-curling and bone chilling screams emitted from his murderous lungs, body rearing up as he took advantage of the clashing situation. The opponent's hooves were wild, but they were also unstable. It didn't seem that the stallion had organized enough of a plan to follow through- and just relied on mere luck to bring him out of the fight on his fours. Legs striking out, his hooves didn't go for his neck or head; and bluntly forced themselves upon the shoulders of the rival, tips of the hooves hoping to slice through the open skin. He felt the violent blows to his neck, but only few managed to do harm as Hail shifted his body on his back hooves, front hooves lowering as they striked out at the spot between the leg and torso, aiming to rip the slim shred of skin that connected and protected the muscles. The fight was far from over, the adrenaline and rush from the battle flowing through Hail's veins as he let out a satisfying snort, and this time; moving his body as close as possible to the other stallions, torso hitting against his with a thud, the feeling of his pelt upon his own sickening yet appealing as he knew the take down would be completely worth the few seconds of disgust. Lips lifting to reveal the blunt, blood stained teeth from his previous fights, Hail dove his head forward as he snapped his jaws dangerously, just waiting for the pieces of flesh upon his sensitive neck to come into contact- so he could shake his head vigorously to leave his opponent in agony and regretting the decision to challenge against him.





xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
savior

genderstallion
ageten
breedmustang x thoroughbred
coveredthree
maresdani, raven, broken
autumn

foals--
taggedautumn, broken,
dani, raven, karma
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
HEAVEN'S HUMBLE SAVIOR
                Ears staying aloft, Savior began to move from Autumn's side, a soft nicker coming from his throat as he approached Broken. She was in a strong heat, in which no doubt tempted him; but he wanted the mares to get acquainted with Dani and Raven. Moving his muzzle, he bumped at Broken's rear, nudging her forward as he gave a soft nicker to Autumn, knowing she would come easily. Trotting ahead with his tail swaying behind him, he bobbed his head as he approached Dani and Raven, a snort leaving his moist nostrils as he moved forward, coming to Dani's flank as he soothed his muzzle over her neck, lipping at her mane affectionately. She was the lead mare to the others as far as he knew, and knew he wanted to give her some well-needed attention, in which she of course deserved. A huff left through his moist nostrils, lowering his head to the grass that seemed oddly dry. Ears twitching at the factor, he bumped his muzzle against hers, knowing they would be moved soon. Though as his head lifted to gaze the area- his nostrils flared at the strong heat scent entering them. Eyes snapping to where it seemed to come from, he could see a figure far off on a hill, making his ears perk. A soft snort came from his moist nostrils, lips nibbling softly at Dani's neck, before he let out a low nicker and departed himself from her, and began to make his way to the mare. He let his hooves carry him in a confident manner, head high while his mane flew back in the countering breeze. Her heat scent got stronger as he came closer, though he didn't mind. A nicker emitted from his vocals as his head bobbed, stopping on the hill as he extended his muzzle to her.






xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
temper

genderstallion
agefourteen
breedmustang x shire
coveredthree
maresnix, stella,
pocahontas, maelstrom

foals--
taggedmaelstrom, stella, herd
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
THE TEMPERATURE DROPS COLD
                The small amount of affection that the obsidian mare granted Temper was enough to keep his satisfaction in place. He could tell she was different from the other mares; at least, she seemed to scream respect and authority- elegance clearly placing her upon a hierarchy that many didn't come close to seeing. As she picked her hooves up and pushed her body forward, he clearly admired her gliding movements, a huff of air leaving his nostrils at the sight. Coming to the mares, his eyes moved to Stella- the one that always seemed to be welcoming him back. Her muzzle extended, he went to meet hers but stopped short at the sounds coming from Maelstrom. He took a step back and let the mares be mares- though he had a clear conclusion that Maelstrom would be taking the lead. As she did so, she returned to his side with a push on his neck, an indication to move forward; something he would easily comply with for he wanted to get out of the distance of the rival stallion he had faced. Eyes flicking from each of the mares, he let out low nickers, head bobbing before his hooves began to take steps, trotting after the new lead.





xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
carmel

gendermare
agefive
breedandalusian
heatfour
stallion--
foals--
taggedhoney
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
A CARAMEL DROP TO SWEETEN THE POT
                A squeal left her lungs as Honey's blunt teeth met with her flank, though only a gentle and playful nip was received. Head throwing to the side, Caramel tossed her frame forward, hind legs bucking her rear up, a playful look upon her eyes as she bounded around Honey. Her mane flew with her movements, the creamy white hairs tangling, but of course; Caramel could care less about that issue. She was too busy enjoying her play time with Honey- the mare she traveled with constantly, not once leaving her side since the ruining of their birth herd. It was a sad memory for Caramel, she had many bonds with the mares in the herd- but of course life can always throw a curve ball; she was just lucky enough to of found Honey to run off with. Another joyful squeal left her lungs, tail slapping against her rump as her hooves trotted in circles, her strong heat scent spreading through the land. Her heat was one thing Caramel had always been scared of, having not been covered before, she was new to the experience, and would like it to be as delayed as possible. Removing the thoughts from her head, Caramel focused back on the creatively colored appaloosa she circled, head moving forward while her lips moved, giving the well known mare a blunt yet playful nip to the side.



xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
honey

gendermare
agesix
breedappaloosa
heatthree
stallion--
foals--
taggedcaramel
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
A HONEY BEE'S SPECIAL TRICK
                Soft brown eyes glistened as they watched hr close friend circle around her, dealing with the nip she had just dealt out. Hooves stomping on the ground in a smooth rythm, Honey bobbed her head, tail flagging behind her as she circled in the opposite direction of Caramel, a playful game they would always do. Though, worry bubbled deep inside of Honey, for the thought of spring being the current season. Honey was already reaching the peak of her heat; knowing Caramel was already there. She and Caramel had yet to been covered, or let alone been apart of another herd since they ran from their birth one. It was a scary factor for the duo, and Honey didn't feel like having to deal with any stallions soon, but how could they avoid them when they were literally sending red flags up wherever they moved? A blunt nip to her side caught her attention as Honey halted her body, eyes peering to Caramel in a devious way. She extended her muzzle, a low whinny coming forth as she acted injured. Just as Caramel took notice and approached, the mare suddenly bucked herself forward, lips grasping at her creamy mane, tugging it just hard enough before leaping away, front hooves lifting her body before she took off in a swift canter, squeals leaving her mouth in a joyful rhythm.



xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
beauty

gendermare
agefive
breedmustang
heatthree
stallionhaunt
foals--
taggedhaunt, herd
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
BEAUTY'S END
                Lips plucking at the tender, jade-colored grass beneath her, she kept her ears perked. She could hear few of the sounds of battle and mares- making her curious. It had seemed what turned into a simple snaking for Haunt, may of spiraled into something bigger. A huff left out of her moist nostrils, her weight evening off of her sore leg. She hated the fact she had taken the sharp turn- she should of known better than to try and out smart such an determined stallion. In turn, she got the raw end of the deal, a stallion whom seemed to have a cold heart, and a leg that bothered her to no end. As to top things off, her heat was growing stronger. Against her logical thoughts, she actually wanted Haunt to return quickly so she could get covered- she hated the pains and distresses of heat, they bugged her to no end, and she constantly dreaded each spring. She has had two foals in her past, though each had died from lack of strength. It may of been because her stallions had been weak and immature, and with Haunt- she had high hopes, to say the least.




xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
grace

gendermare
agefour
breedandalusian
heatthree
stallion--
foals--
taggedRythan
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
GRACEFUL WINTER SLEET
                The sounds of battle rang through her ears as her hooves tore over the ground. She could hear Wildflower calling for her- and even felt the nip or two at her hind, though she bucked them away- too spooked for her own good. Ears pinned to her skull from the fright of the sudden attack, he stormed over the hill and made sure her pace kept even. Once she knew she was far enough from the battle and mares that she left behind, she slowed herself to an easy canter, head bobbing as she let her irritation sooth away slowly. The moment didn't last as she felt water drops on her back, raing pouring from the sky as her pelt became damp- the ground soiled. Ears perking, she could hear noises coming from ahead- eyes roaming the land to spot a stallion and two mares off in the distance. A short, shrill whinny left her lungs through the sound of the rain, hooves stomping as her heat spread, but she doubted the stallion could scent such.





xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
miracle

gendermare
ageseven
breedappaloosa
heatthree
stallion--
foals--
tagged--
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
ARTIST'S PAINTED MIRACLE
                Hooves planting themselves at the ground, Miracle plucked at the grass under hear body, ears perking as she listened to the sounds around her. She had been alone for the past while, an agonizing thing for the somewhat social-mare. Though she won't admit it, Miracle longed to find a stallion and join in with a herd, she was tired of grazing the land alone and simply waiting for one to come across her. Tail flicking as it slammed across her hind, her heat scent flagged out- as she was almost fully at her peak. She was bugged constantly with it, a nagging in her mind as she wished for it to just be over. A sigh left from her lungs, head still lowered as she had nothing else to do but graze, and so she did.





xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
queen

gendermare
agesixteen
breedquarter x mustang
heatcovered
stallionaztec - lead mare
foals--
taggedaztec, azure
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
THE FALLEN CROWN OF A QUEEN
                The lead's ears flicked slightly as one of the mares approached. Queen had witnessed the mares actions- rearing and snorting, making quite the commotion that they didn't need. Ears pinning back as she got right into Aztec's face, Queen didn't appreciate how close her body was to her own, and stomped her hoof dominantly onto the ground, eyes glaring at her. The accusation that left her lips started the bubbles of irritation within her stomach. What was it with this stallion's mares? She already had to teach one of them a lesson, and now this mare was trying to step up? As Aztec's head lifted off of her back, Queen turned her body to face the mare, ears still pinned flat against her head. It made her think though- could Aztec have lied? But he didn't lie- he never said he won the fight, she had just assumed. Removing her thoughts, she knew if he was able to keep them in the least, he was still worth it. Watching as he nipped at her, Queen raised her head, looking at the mare. Silent, she moved forward; body turning as a whinny left her throat, airy but stern. It was time to get a move on- the commotion the two loud mares had made was sure to alert some stallion nearby, or even something else. Muzzle nudging into Aztec's side, she knew he would be the one to make sure the mares kept behind her and kept them together. With that, she began to move her hooves forward in a slow but steady trot.




xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
harmony

gendermare
agesix
breedthoroughbred x quarter
heatthree
stallion--
foals--
taggedtollak
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
SPIRITS LIVE ON IN HARMONY
                Feeling his muzzle grooming at her neck and withers, a content sigh escaped from Harmony's lungs, ears neutral as she stood peacefully. She enjoyed the affections from the stallion- she was a very social and loving mare, and having the favors returned to her was more than what she could ask for. Feeling Tollak stiffen, Harmony let out a snort, eyes peering to him while she flicked her tail purposely, spreading her scent more and more. She was a foolish mare, and enjoyed to add a bit of tease into a stallion, an entertaining sight to watch play out. Though, as his question was voiced into the air, Harmony's ears perked once more, a pleased snort coming from her. "First one to the top wins." She squealed out, nipping at his neck playfully before she pushed her hooves into a gallop, challenging the stallion as she moved her body up the hill.
User avatar
sava.
 
Posts: 2722
Joined: Sun Jul 21, 2013 6:45 am
My pets
My items
My wishlist
My gallery
My scenes
My dressups
Trade with me

Re: Wild Horses of Utasia | Accepting mares

Postby xGoldenTiger » Thu Jul 16, 2015 11:12 am

Swift|Stallion|Thirteen Years|Mustang|Mares; Hurricane and Riot|Coverings; None|Tagged; Herd
The stallion snorted slightly annoyed as one of his mares almost murdered his face off with a kick. He flicked his mane side to side before slowing down to a calmer slow trot, adrenaline was still rushing through his veins making a him bit antsy. Swift whipped his head around looking for other stallions, specifically the one he stole them from he knew younger stallions have a tendency to always try to get their mares back from an older stallion but it was never successful. Swift looked over at Riot he would need to cover her soon to avoid another stallion arriving to steal them. Swift moved over by Riot calmly grooming her mane as a sign of affection, the stallion might seem like a jerk at first but he is a total sweet heart to his mares.

Autumn|Mare|Thirteen Years|Paint|Savior's Herd|Status; Covered|Tagged; Savior's Herd
The mare quickly obeyed Savior as he nudged her toward his other mares. Before watching him trot off to greet another mare she rolled her eyes with a laugh before turning her attention to the other mares that Savior claimed. She snorted swishing her mane around getting flies off of her face that were very annoying. The paint looked over at the over mares before turning around grazing, she knew Savior was busy so she didn't care much about speaking to the other mares.

Azure|Mare|Three Years|Gypsy Vanner|Aztec's Herd|Status; Covered|Tagged; Aztec and Queen
The gypsy horse snorted at Aztecs reply before kicking her hind legs in frustration. "You didn't answer the first part of my question, did you win the fight" Azure snorted loudly scaring a couple of birds away. The mare hated horses who lied with passion, the black and white gypsy snorted before galloping a good distance away from the herd. Queen would have done this herself if she stayed over there anyway.

Aurora|Mare|Five Years|Mustang|No Herd|Status; Stage 3|Tagged; Rhythan
"Oh uh sorry about that, i'm Aurora" the Mustang muttered quietly looking down. She hated what her mind does to her during storms it drives her completely insane. She felt rain drops landing on her coat she snorted annoyed but it seemed like she was rejecting the stallion. Quickly Aurora galloped over to where the thicker trees were currently to not much rain would get on her.

Dia|Mare|13 Years|Gypsy Vanner|No Herd|Status; Stage 4|Tagged; Hail, Sebastian, Sebastian's herd, Scarlett, Sitka, and Seneca
Her head bobbed up and down with approval as she watched the older stallion attack the younger one with such strength and power. Head head turned as she looked at two paint mares, she lowered her head slightly moving over towards them. Grazing on the sharp blades of grass without a care in the world, she knew those mares weren't foolish enough to annoy a larger and older mare but Dia wanted them to get the memo.

Scarlett|Mare|4 Years|Paso Fino|No Herd|Status; Stage 3|Tagged; Hail, Sebastian, Sebastian's Herd, Dia, Sitka and Seneca
The Paso Fino smiled devilishly at the scene before her as she watched the two stallions clash before emerging out of the thick forest. Other mares were present to watch the bloody duel, she looked over at the two as the younger stallion was struggling to keep fighting. She reared up excitedly like she was cheering the larger stallion on, before settling down on her fours once again. She trotted up a bit close to the fight Scarlett loved the sight of blood some would say that she was a mad mare but she didn't care she loved it anyway.

Nightshade|Mare|17 Years|Appaloosa|No Herd|Status: Stage 1|Tagged; Warrior, Open
The old mare snorted looking at her young colt that was born a few days ago, her eyes showed that she was stressed and over worked. Days before several stallions tried to kill her precious foal the mare snorted looking down at the ground sadly, Nightshade was still mourning over the loss of her last stallion. She looked over at Warrior he was chasing the butterflies she smiled slightly when he turned to look at her. Her ears shot up in alert she could he stallions yelling out in a battle. Quickly the mare nudged her baby to start moving with a rough nip, she knew the colt was stubborn on galloping but they needed to get moving before a stallion caught their scent.

Warrior|Colt|4 Days|Appaloosa|No Herd|Coverings; Not yet|Tagged; Nightshade, Open
The young colt lifted his head up looking around after taking a short nap laying on his side. He awkwardly got of the ground stumbling quite a bit before regaining his balance in about five minutes. He watched as colorful bugs danced around in the skies he neighed in a playful manner before he started chasing them like it was a game. He could hear others horses in the distance but the young colt didn't think much of it until his mother nipped him very hard it get him moving. He kicked up some dust highly annoyed, before complying with his mothers commands. Trotting side by side he could her his mothers hoof steps thunder on the ground as his just sounding like little clicks.
User avatar
xGoldenTiger
 
Posts: 1695
Joined: Mon Aug 25, 2014 12:44 pm
My pets
My items
My wishlist
My gallery
My scenes
My dressups
Trade with me

Re: Wild Horses of Utasia | Accepting mares

Postby eleutheromania » Thu Jul 16, 2015 12:24 pm

══════════
[ aztec ]
[ stallion ]
[ four years ]
[ band stallion ]
[ mares; lilari, azure, queen,
stephany ]
[ coverings; four ]
[ tags; Itami, Azure ]
══════════
Aztec
                The stallion was not lying as he had never really been asked. Nor would he lie about anything. He did not feel these mares needed to know anything other than the fact he was still here, indicting very well he could keep a herd. Pinning his ears at Azure, he watched the mare move off before he could get a chance to respond. Fair enough. The stallion then realized Queen wanted to move them. As the lead began to move, the black quarter horse broke into a trot behind his mares as he made sure no one lagged behind.
                --waiting Hoofy replies with Itami.--


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ clue ]
[ mare ]
[ eight years ]
[ band stallion fenris ]
[ position; lead mare ]
[ status; covered ]
[ tags; fenris, ebony ]
══════════
Clueless Nights
                It seemed Fenris was done with Shadow now and was coming to investigate the situation at hand. The blood bay snorted as he showed her some affection, bumping his side with her muzzle once he passed her and went to greet Ebony. Seeing as the stallion was interested, she held back and allowed him to do so, still slightly unsure of this mare for the time being, especially with the way she had approached her. Remaining where she was, Clue dropped her head to graze as she waited for the mare to greet her stallion and possibly become a part of this herd. [nothing much to do here....]


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ nix ]
[ mare ]
[ six years ]
[ band stallion temper ]
[ position; mare ]
[ status; covered ]
[ tags; herd ]
══════════
Nix
                She was rudely awoken by that obsidian mare and Temper. Removing her head from Stella's back, she pinned her ears as the much older mare approached. The spotted mare cocked a leg, ready to strike Maelstrom if the mare attempted to plant a bite or nip anywhere on her flank. Nudging Stella's side much as Maelstrom seemed to do something similar to Temper to get them moving, she hoped her friend would just pick up a trot and get to moving. Nix knew she was not the lead but she would lead Stella, regardless of the other mare's wishes and thoughts. Nix was not one to simply follow without some reason, though she held no trust over the new mare, even if she seemed older and more experienced. The six year old snorted, ears still pinned as she stuck with Stella rather than moving towards the mare and stallion.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ freyja ]
[ mare ]
[ ten years ]
[ band stallion; misery ]
[ position; mare ]
[ status; covered ]
[ tags; herd ]
══════════
Let Them Fall into Hell
                The sudden events not a few moments ago let Freyja dumbstruck. The dappled beauty snorted, pinning her ears as she watched Vagabond lay with Tuka. Unsure of what to do with the situation, she broke into a trot towards Misery, seeking the stallion for protection rather than investigating the situation. She was not stupid, she had seen the predator and Vagabond had attacked it though Freyja was not going to approach the duo. She was not one for bonding and comforting, unless of course it was a foal of hers.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ chaos ]
[ mare ]
[ three years ]
[ band stallion Enama ]
[ position; mare ]
[ status; stage four ]
[ tags; Lila ]
══════════
Hunted by Chaos
                The made snorted and just dropped her head to graze. Obviously she couldn't take a hint. The town made was tired of trying to get it through her thick skull. Chaos was near her herd but not too close. The mare was fine where she was and didn't plan on explaining that to anyone.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ electra ]
[ mare ]
[ twelve years ]
[ band stallion Solider ]
[ position; lead mare ]
[ status; covered ]
[ tags; open ]
══════════
Hot Wired with Power
                The mare's ears flattened when she felt his teeth on her withers before she watched him move off towards Crystal. With a snort, she flicked her tail, swatting at the flies that were bothering her before she started to graze on the lush greenery. Electra would not be moving them until the stallion finished his rounds. Though she was not surprised when her daughter was suddenly beside her. A irritated stomp of a hoof came from her as she reached out and nipped at the mare's legs. The young mare needed to learn that she could not shadow her mother all the time and needed to learn to be by herself rather than attaching herself to the older mare's hip and following her everywhere. When the three year old mulberry grey backed off, Electra seemed satisfied as she ripped up a mouthful of grass with her teeth, content with grazing until Solider finished his rounds with each mare.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ juliette ]
[ mare ]
[ three years ]
[ band stallion Solider ]
[ position; mare ]
[ status; stage three ]
[ tags; open ]
══════════
Love Letters in Rome
                The young three year old watched as the older stallion left her mother, leaving the chestnut alone. Juliette immediately walked over and pretty much brushed sides with her mother. The older mare did not enjoy this one bit and showed her displeasure, causing the three year old to squeal, not expecting the harsh nip. With a snort and pinned ears, she moved away but not very far, she was still in reaching distance of her mother. Flicking her scented tail, she shook her head before dropping to the ground and rolling in the grass a few times. Satisfied, she pushed herself back up to her hooves with a heavy exhale before she looked around at their surroundings, they weren't too exposed but she could pretty much see anything that planned to approach them from a good distance away if there was anyone out there.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

══════════
[ mare ]
[ nine years ]
[ band stallion none ]
[ position; lone mares ]
[ status; stage 3 | stage 4 ]
[ tags; seb's herd, hail. seb. Dia ]
══════════
SitkaxxxSeneca
                At first it was Sitka noticing the older mare inching her way towards them. With pinned ears, she nudged her sister roughly, earning herself a harsh nip. Seneca snaked her head around and nipped at her sister, cocking a leg, ready to kick at the other nine year old. With a short she followed Sitka's line of sight and stomped a hoof with pinned ears, showing very well she was not too keen on this older made approaching them. Snorting, she tossed her head before pawing at the ground. Seneca was the more aggressive of the two along with protective and right now she charged forward, bucking towards the older made before she trotted back with a squeal, showing off you could say but this was to let Dia know that Seneca did not care over the mare in the very least. The paint made returned to her sister's side before she began to groom the other paint's mane, her show of obvious defiance and irritation clear. To Seneca, she was the boss, the nine year old did not care who you were or how old you were, she'd judge you right off the bat and make her thoughts known.
User avatar
eleutheromania
 
Posts: 31909
Joined: Sat Jun 04, 2011 6:40 am
My pets
My items
My wishlist
My gallery
My scenes
My dressups
Trade with me

Re: Wild Horses of Utasia | Accepting mares

Postby * Born Free * » Fri Jul 17, 2015 7:32 am

•• Little Indian[ Pocahantus ] •• 7 years •• band stallion: Temper •• heat stage: covered•• tags: Herd
Pocahantus lifted her head from the grass as Temper and a black mare came towards them. She snorted softly and slapped each hip with her dark tail before picking up a trot as the mare had directed them in the direction she wanted them to go in. She stayed behind Stella and Nix and watched the new lead. She may or may not have problems with this mare depending on how much she got pushed around. [ can't say much for her sorry. :c ]

•• Dancing Dreams[ cloud ] •• 4 years •• band stallion: Sebastian •• heat stage: stage 3 •• tags: wildflower, Grace, Sebastian, Hail
Cloud jumped as Wildflower had began to nip at her heels pushing her away from the stallions. She looked behind her at Wildflower before picking up a swift canter and branching away from Grace whom had already sprinted away from the two. She wasn't one for moving around a lot but there was nothing to be done when stallions challenged each other. She snorted softly and began to slow when she was a good distance away coming to a stop shortly after. She flicked her heat scented tail turning her body to watch the fighting stallions. [ keeping this as well ]

•• Dash of class[Dakota] •• 8 years •• mares: Mirror, Charlotte •• tags: Mirror, Charlotte , Miracle••
Dakota watched the two mares before he stepped away, looking in the distance for a mare or two for him to bring back. He wanted to grow his herd to at least 4 or 5 mares but most mares were being snaked by other stallions and or being courted by them. He let out a snort and pinned his ears some in annoyance, slapping his thick tail against his hips. Hopefully he'd find another mare soon and be able to cover her before it was time for them to come out of their heat stages. When the pintaloosa turned his head to check on his new mares once more he spotted another mare a little ways away. He snorted and bumped Charlotte's shoulder to tell her that he would be back before he picked up a trot and let out a soft nicker to the mare as he came closer to her. When he reached her he stopped and bumped her muzzle with his.

•• Something bad is about to happen[ Karma ] •• 12 years •• band stallion: -- •• heat stage: stage 4 •• tags: Savior
Karma lifted her head as she heard a soft nicker aimed for her. She let out a nicker of her own as the stallion approached her and bumped her muzzle. She reached her muzzle out and lipped at the ends of mane gently. The palomino was happy to finally have a stallion come and find her so she could finally be covered. Soon, she was positioning herself in front of him, picking up her blonde tail and moving it to the side inviting the stallion to come and cover her happily.

•• Wild Annie[ Annabelle ] •• 9 years •• band stallion: -- •• heat stage: stage 3 •• tags: Haunt
Annabelle jumped as the stallion nipped at her before he took off. She got the hint and stayed put, her heat scented tail warding off flies as they gathered around her rump. Her heat stage was progressing rather fast and soon she'd be getting impatient. While she waited for the stallion to return she turned her head to look at his other mares. She didn't want to go interact with them just yet but she would eventually. [ keeping this for now ]
User avatar
* Born Free *
 
Posts: 6990
Joined: Mon Jun 24, 2013 5:51 am
My pets
My items
My wishlist
My gallery
My scenes
My dressups
Trade with me

Re: Wild Horses of Utasia | Accepting mares

Postby sava. » Fri Jul 17, 2015 8:06 am

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
hail

genderstallion
ageseventeen
breedpurebred shire
coveredzero
maresnone
foals--
taggedsebastian, cloud,
wildflower, sitka, seneca,
dia
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
THE STORM BEGINS TO DOWNPOUR
                Legs striding forward with strength flowing through his body, the scarred shire watched in sick satisfaction as the lesser stallion seemed to accept the unfair fight. The eyes that were narrowed observed as the mares took off in a frenzy, as if Hail was a wild fire gaining at their heels. He liked that- after a well fought battle he could enjoy his victory by snaking his mares and making them his. What else could be even remotely close to as satisfactory as that? Maybe the fact that there was a pair of strongly scented duo of beautifully painted mares watching form the side lines at the upcoming battle, or was it the fact he had an audience of three- another mare came to join the field in which would soon be tainted with his victim's defeated blood. Any small flicker of hope for the shire cross flew from Hail's mind, he was fighting for not two- but five mares now. There was no chance in the world that he would let the stallion leave in well enough shape to get within feet of one of the mares nearby witnessing the horrid acts about to happen. The raspy scream that tore through the stallion's throat fell upon deaf ears as Hail only moved his hooves at a faster rate, the grass and dirt kicking up behind him made him feel sorry for the land more so than the stallion that would soon become part of it. The distance closed quickly as the two charged, and upon meeting it would be a shock to see in any battle that Hail did not slow or falter in his gallop, unlike the other stallion had moments before done- but he kept his pace as he slammed his weight into the stallion's chest, hooves burying into the ground as they sliced each and every bit of the terrain they could. Blood-curling and bone chilling screams emitted from his murderous lungs, body rearing up as he took advantage of the clashing situation. The opponent's hooves were wild, but they were also unstable. It didn't seem that the stallion had organized enough of a plan to follow through- and just relied on mere luck to bring him out of the fight on his fours. Legs striking out, his hooves didn't go for his neck or head; and bluntly forced themselves upon the shoulders of the rival, tips of the hooves hoping to slice through the open skin. He felt the violent blows to his neck, but only few managed to do harm as Hail shifted his body on his back hooves, front hooves lowering as they striked out at the spot between the leg and torso, aiming to rip the slim shred of skin that connected and protected the muscles. The fight was far from over, the adrenaline and rush from the battle flowing through Hail's veins as he let out a satisfying snort, and this time; moving his body as close as possible to the other stallions, torso hitting against his with a thud, the feeling of his pelt upon his own sickening yet appealing as he knew the take down would be completely worth the few seconds of disgust. Lips lifting to reveal the blunt, blood stained teeth from his previous fights, Hail dove his head forward as he snapped his jaws dangerously, just waiting for the pieces of flesh upon his sensitive neck to come into contact- so he could shake his head vigorously to leave his opponent in agony and regretting the decision to challenge against him.





xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
savior

genderstallion
ageten
breedmustang x thoroughbred
coveredfour
maresdani, raven, broken
autumn, karma

foals--
taggedkarma
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
HEAVEN'S HUMBLE SAVIOR
                As his hooves moved his lean body closer, he couldn't help but to appreciate the feel of their muzzles bumping. A snort left his moist nostrils, the feel of her lipping at his mane had him extending his head as he returned the gesture. Though as she began to position herself for him, he bobbed his head happily, a huff of air leaving him- followed by a soft nicker. He let his velvety muzzle trace over her hip, lipping slightly until he met her dock- nudging against it he then took a few steps forward- and proceeded. -fade- unfade- Returning to his fours, Savior was delighted to have covered a forth mare- and with the season now summer, he knew his herd was off to a wonderful start. He moved his body to her front, head rubbing against her neck until he pulled at her mane- grooming it softly before his ears perked. A nicker left him as he nudged her shoulder gently, though with a bit of playfulness- he then departed his body from her, making sure she knew to follow- and bounded his way back to his mares.






xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
temper

genderstallion
agefourteen
breedmustang x shire
coveredthree
maresnix, stella,
pocahontas, maelstrom

foals--
taggedmaelstrom, swift,
hurricane, riot
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
THE TEMPERATURE DROPS COLD
                The small amount of affection that the obsidian mare granted Temper was enough to keep his satisfaction in place. He could tell she was different from the other mares; at least, she seemed to scream respect and authority- elegance clearly placing her upon a hierarchy that many didn't come close to seeing. As she picked her hooves up and pushed her body forward, he clearly admired her gliding movements, a huff of air leaving his nostrils at the sight. Coming to the mares, his eyes moved to Stella- the one that always seemed to be welcoming him back. Her muzzle extended, he went to meet hers but stopped short at the sounds coming from Maelstrom. He took a step back and let the mares be mares- though he had a clear conclusion that Maelstrom would be taking the lead. As she did so, she returned to his side with a push on his neck, an indication to move forward; something he would easily comply with for he wanted to get out of the distance of the rival stallion he had faced. Eyes flicking from each of the mares, he let out low nickers, head bobbing before his hooves began to take steps, trotting after the new lead. With his body trailing and making sure the mares stayed with him- he couldn't help but to catch a scent not too far off, ears perking as a snort left him. His head lifted high as his eyes narrowed upon the scene, a stallion with two obsidian mares- oddly reflecting the appearance of Maelstrom, but he disregarded that factor. Hooves picking up in pace, he passed Maelstrom in a canter, head bobbing before his ears pinned back aggressively; eyes on the stallion with a fierce glint that intended harm. Suddenly, his hooves that were in a canter lept into a gallop, strong and full as a shrill- loud and chilling scream left his lungs, directed to the stallion with the two mares; intention set upon taking the black beauties all for himself- and leaving no room for adjustment in his plans.





xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
carmel

gendermare
agefive
breedandalusian
heatfour
stallion--
foals--
taggedhoney
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
A CARAMEL DROP TO SWEETEN THE POT
                A squeal left her lungs as Honey's blunt teeth met with her flank, though only a gentle and playful nip was received. Head throwing to the side, Caramel tossed her frame forward, hind legs bucking her rear up, a playful look upon her eyes as she bounded around Honey. Her mane flew with her movements, the creamy white hairs tangling, but of course; Caramel could care less about that issue. She was too busy enjoying her play time with Honey- the mare she traveled with constantly, not once leaving her side since the ruining of their birth herd. It was a sad memory for Caramel, she had many bonds with the mares in the herd- but of course life can always throw a curve ball; she was just lucky enough to of found Honey to run off with. Another joyful squeal left her lungs, tail slapping against her rump as her hooves trotted in circles, her strong heat scent spreading through the land. Her heat was one thing Caramel had always been scared of, having not been covered before, she was new to the experience, and would like it to be as delayed as possible. Removing the thoughts from her head, Caramel focused back on the creatively colored appaloosa she circled, head moving forward while her lips moved, giving the well known mare a blunt yet playful nip to the side.



xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
honey

gendermare
agesix
breedappaloosa
heatthree
stallion--
foals--
taggedcaramel
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
A HONEY BEE'S SPECIAL TRICK
                Soft brown eyes glistened as they watched hr close friend circle around her, dealing with the nip she had just dealt out. Hooves stomping on the ground in a smooth rythm, Honey bobbed her head, tail flagging behind her as she circled in the opposite direction of Caramel, a playful game they would always do. Though, worry bubbled deep inside of Honey, for the thought of spring being the current season. Honey was already reaching the peak of her heat; knowing Caramel was already there. She and Caramel had yet to been covered, or let alone been apart of another herd since they ran from their birth one. It was a scary factor for the duo, and Honey didn't feel like having to deal with any stallions soon, but how could they avoid them when they were literally sending red flags up wherever they moved? A blunt nip to her side caught her attention as Honey halted her body, eyes peering to Caramel in a devious way. She extended her muzzle, a low whinny coming forth as she acted injured. Just as Caramel took notice and approached, the mare suddenly bucked herself forward, lips grasping at her creamy mane, tugging it just hard enough before leaping away, front hooves lifting her body before she took off in a swift canter, squeals leaving her mouth in a joyful rhythm.



xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
beauty

gendermare
agefive
breedmustang
heatthree
stallionhaunt
foals--
taggedhaunt, herd
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
BEAUTY'S END
                Lips plucking at the tender, jade-colored grass beneath her, she kept her ears perked. She could hear few of the sounds of battle and mares- making her curious. It had seemed what turned into a simple snaking for Haunt, may of spiraled into something bigger. A huff left out of her moist nostrils, her weight evening off of her sore leg. She hated the fact she had taken the sharp turn- she should of known better than to try and out smart such an determined stallion. In turn, she got the raw end of the deal, a stallion whom seemed to have a cold heart, and a leg that bothered her to no end. As to top things off, her heat was growing stronger. Against her logical thoughts, she actually wanted Haunt to return quickly so she could get covered- she hated the pains and distresses of heat, they bugged her to no end, and she constantly dreaded each spring. She has had two foals in her past, though each had died from lack of strength. It may of been because her stallions had been weak and immature, and with Haunt- she had high hopes, to say the least.




xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
grace

gendermare
agefour
breedandalusian
heatthree
stallion--
foals--
taggedRythan
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
GRACEFUL WINTER SLEET
                The sounds of battle rang through her ears as her hooves tore over the ground. She could hear Wildflower calling for her- and even felt the nip or two at her hind, though she bucked them away- too spooked for her own good. Ears pinned to her skull from the fright of the sudden attack, he stormed over the hill and made sure her pace kept even. Once she knew she was far enough from the battle and mares that she left behind, she slowed herself to an easy canter, head bobbing as she let her irritation sooth away slowly. The moment didn't last as she felt water drops on her back, rain pouring from the sky as her pelt became damp- the ground soiled. Ears perking, she could hear noises coming from ahead- eyes roaming the land to spot a stallion and two mares off in the distance. A short, shrill whinny left her lungs through the sound of the rain, hooves stomping as her heat spread, but she doubted the stallion could scent such.





xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
miracle

gendermare
ageseven
breedappaloosa
heatthree
stallion--
foals--
taggeddakota
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
ARTIST'S PAINTED MIRACLE
                Ears perking while her head lifted from his blissful grazing, her eyes caught sight of a stallion approaching. Curiosity glinted in her eyes while her tail flicked- heat scent strong. As the nickers flowed from his lungs, she gave a soft and short whinny, head bobbing as they bumped muzzles. She had been waiting far too long for a stallion to come and find her- and Miracle had lost her paitence within herself. He seemed suited enough to care for her; but she didn't really mind, she was docile enough and wanted any memory of spring to be gone, and to dive fully into the new summer. Positioning herself in front of him- her silky tail lifted as it pulled to the side, hitting against her dotted rump before she snorted, allowing him to cover her easily.





xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
queen

gendermare
agesixteen
breedquarter x mustang
heatcovered
stallionaztec - lead mare
foals--
taggedaztec, azure
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
THE FALLEN CROWN OF A QUEEN
                The lead's ears flicked slightly as one of the mares approached. Queen had witnessed the mares actions- rearing and snorting, making quite the commotion that they didn't need. Ears pinning back as she got right into Aztec's face, Queen didn't appreciate how close her body was to her own, and stomped her hoof dominantly onto the ground, eyes glaring at her. The accusation that left her lips started the bubbles of irritation within her stomach. What was it with this stallion's mares? She already had to teach one of them a lesson, and now this mare was trying to step up? As Aztec's head lifted off of her back, Queen turned her body to face the mare, ears still pinned flat against her head. It made her think though- could Aztec have lied? But he didn't lie- he never said he won the fight, she had just assumed. Removing her thoughts, she knew if he was able to keep them in the least, he was still worth it. Watching as he nipped at her, Queen raised her head, looking at the mare. Silent, she moved forward; body turning as a whinny left her throat, airy but stern. It was time to get a move on- the commotion the two loud mares had made was sure to alert some stallion nearby, or even something else. Muzzle nudging into Aztec's side, she knew he would be the one to make sure the mares kept behind her and kept them together. With that, she began to move her hooves forward in a slow but steady trot. [will post after itami]




xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
harmony

gendermare
agesix
breedthoroughbred x quarter
heatthree
stallion--
foals--
taggedtollak
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
SPIRITS LIVE ON IN HARMONY
                Feeling his muzzle grooming at her neck and withers, a content sigh escaped from Harmony's lungs, ears neutral as she stood peacefully. She enjoyed the affections from the stallion- she was a very social and loving mare, and having the favors returned to her was more than what she could ask for. Feeling Tollak stiffen, Harmony let out a snort, eyes peering to him while she flicked her tail purposely, spreading her scent more and more. She was a foolish mare, and enjoyed to add a bit of tease into a stallion, an entertaining sight to watch play out. Though, as his question was voiced into the air, Harmony's ears perked once more, a pleased snort coming from her. "First one to the top wins." She squealed out, nipping at his neck playfully before she pushed her hooves into a gallop, challenging the stallion as she moved her body up the hill.
User avatar
sava.
 
Posts: 2722
Joined: Sun Jul 21, 2013 6:45 am
My pets
My items
My wishlist
My gallery
My scenes
My dressups
Trade with me

Who is online

Users browsing this forum: No registered users and 3 guests