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[Tigermay]

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The First & the Last
Age: 7 years
Status: Bachelor
Trying to make contact
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Timo had to smile at her continued aloofness. He did admit that as her flank swung towards him his muzzle had reached out. But, he held off on daring to touch her dazzling golden coat and instead decided to get a better read on her heat scent. He had determined that she was earlier in the cycle but now he became reassured that she wasn't that early. It wasn't that he minded waiting: it was just that the mares usually were more snippy overall before they actually wanted to be covered.
Anyway, he was making 'progress', if you could call it that. You see, he'd gotten Juniper to flick an ear his way and give him a response. "I didn't fancy it too much earlier in the season, but you're quite right now. I suppose everything has its potential." Those near-black eyes of his trailed down from that one attentive ear down to her muzzle and then back up to settle on her own hidden gaze. "My name's Timo, by the way. You know, incase you were wondering. I know I'm wondering after yours." The black stallion then took a select few steps closer to her, not daring to reach for her just yet.

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Join Me By the Riverside
Age: 6 years
Status: Lone Mare
In heat (3)
Wandering too close
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Janet was just looking to move on, really. She'd combed through the last field she had been in and wanted to remove herself further from the bustle of the watering hole. This was a bit more than she bargained for. Perhaps she was overreacting a bit, the dapple grey stallion (Samael) hadn't quite spotted her yet; or so she thought. He looked a tad rough and the red roan mare was inching along the edge of his view, grabbing mouthfuls of grass to try and be less of a sore thumb. If she was just traveling through at a trot, that might catch his attention. So she forced herself to be in his view for longer than necessary because of this tactic she had chosen. Her heat scent drew her towards him though, but she wasn't in her final stage quite yet so besides not really keeping her tail clamped or well even just not letting flow as it pleased. Really that was something she should address, a heat scent would likely be more of a magnet to stallions than her red roan coat or really anything else about her.

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Tollak
Age: 5 years
Status: Bachelor
More than friend?
Enjoying himself
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Tollak had seemed to do something right luckily as Harmony seemed to content to just stay there and receive his attention for as long as he would give it. Still. she wasn't without a more... flirty side. By now it was apparent that she was swatting her tail at him purposefully and she probably knew the full effect she and her scent had on him. However, it also rilled his more aggressive side. But given how swell this was going, he made sure to keep a tight rein on himself. Even as she perked up at his question, he wasn't quite prepared for what happened next.
Surprised by both her quick answer and her teeth meeting his flesh, the stallion let out a sharp whinny before taking off after her. That take off of his hadn't been clean, he'd just reacted after she had coiled and released before him. Now he worked on cleaning up his sloppy and headlong galloping, lowering his head and blanking himself. Now he redirected that reckless energy into his cleaned up run, but still there was not much hope. Not only had Harmony gotten the drop on him a bit, the mare clearly came from horses meant for some form of speed. Fjords like himself weren't so slim but maybe he could outlast her... But that didn't matter now did it? It was just to the top of this hill. Still, it would be foolish of him not to give it his all. Thus as she stretched out in front of him, he used her scent as a motivator to pull closer to the nearly white mare.

[kaotically]

Star~Lone mare~5 years~ Heat stage three~ Tagged: Savior

Star was grazing peacefully in a dry meadow. She raised her large head in distaste, this grass was to dry. With a swish of her long elegant tail and a snort she trotted off to look for better grazing. After trotting for a good 10 minutes, she picked up the scent of a stallion and stopped, looking around to pinpoint the scent. Her unusual dark green eyes locked on a stallion and his herd. "Should I go over?" She thought. "Yes, I'll go check it out" With that she started walking towards the stallion, keeping watch of the mares, worried one might chase her away. Star nickered a greeting to the stallion, then once about a yard away stopped and waited for the stallion's response, was he friendly?

[paradise,]

( posting for Itami shortly, just wanted to get this up. )

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--------( xìnrèn | cendres )
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--------( lone mare | lone mare )
--------( herd ) none | none
--------( status ) stage two | three
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a surprised squeal left the tobiano's lips as she lurched her body forward as a hard nip was placed onto her painted flank. cendres pinned her ears back as a hoarse scream filled her ears, making her small body tremble slightly. this stallion was strong, powerful, and it seemed like he always got what he wanted. squealing, xìnrèn kicked her back legs out at an instant as the male's blunt teeth snapped at her hocks, her sharp hooves making contact with the with male's strong chest. she drove her silver muzzle against her sister's thighs, wanting her to proceed faster ahead of her. the dark bay filly was conflicted, should she obey her sister or the stallion? deciding it would be better to not get killed by the stallion, she veered off to the right, heading herself back towards his herd. with a loud snort, the filly slowed her pace to a trot, lifting her head and flagging her tail as she stood a few feet away from ezra. xìnrèn let out a demanding squeal towards her sibling, but it was already too late, she was gone. now clearly angry, the dunalino bucked out multiple times before dragging her hind hooves into the dirt, then launching her body to the right before stopping on a dime. she planted her hooves firmly against the wet soil, lashing her tail angrily against her haunches.

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[Name] sebastian
[Gender] stallion
[Age] fourteen
[Breed] shire x thoroughbred
[Mares] grace, cloud, wildflower
[Foals] none
[Covered] none
[Tagged] herd, hail

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A shocked scream left Sebastian's scarred velvet maw, hoarse and shrill and dripping with rage and loathing as the stallion rammed his bulky body directly into his stomach, causing the large black Shire cross to slip in his delicate footing and go crashing to the ground. Rolling to his opposite side, Seb recovered quickly, pulling his heavy body back up onto all fours and whirling around to the side, sharp, untrimmed back hooves flying out towards the rival's chest. This rival was no larger than Sebastian- he did not have size on his side, but he certainly had age and energy. Seb had just moments before returned from his extended chase and was still weary from the run- he wasn't ready to take on a fight at this point. Defeat was eminent, but Sebastian was not letting this stallion get away without a few scars to show for it. The feeling of sharp hooves digging themselves into the taught skin across his withers drew forth blood-curdling screams from the black stallion, lowering his head to the ground and kicking out violently at Hail's chest and stomach with hind hooves once again, his shoulders burning as drops of a bright red liquid trailed down his front legs, but he had no intention to step away just because he'd gotten injured. He wasn't so weak hearted as that. Sebastian whipped his body to the side, jerking his head back as far as it would go and dancing backwards as Hail lashed out with a front hoof to slice through the delicate skin at the base of his leg. He let out a bone chilling squeal as the rival slammed his body against Seb's side, but the ever determined stallion met the male full-force, rolling himself to the side and throwing his stocky black body right back against Hail, whipping his head to the side with jaws hanging open, aiming to latch his blunt stained teeth on the rival's crest. Sebastian may be going down, but he would fight until his last breath. He was a better stallion than to just lay down and roll over and accept his defeat.

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[Name] haunt
[Gender] stallion
[Age] thirteen
[Breed] thoroughbred x oldenburg
[Mares] callisto, beauty
[Foals] none
[Covered] none
[Tagged] cendres, xìnrèn, ezra,
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Haunt danced his sharp black hooves against the grassy earth, splattered with his defeated rivals blood. His own dripped slowly down his chest and neck and legs, small cuts from flailing hooves, though he was proud of them. More scars to add to his collection- to prove that he had been in fights and come out alive and strong as ever. He gave a happy nicker as the mare up on the hill made her way down to him, extending her muzzle to greet her, however, his attention was ripped from the black and white mare as the sound of one of the fillies screaming for another stallion distracted him. Haunt turned just in time to see the older of the two racing after Cendres, snaking her away. He was living fury then; his eyes burned livid, his ears pinned against his skull and one large hoof stomped harshly against the earth, sinking into the moist ground from the force. He had just fought for these mares, he had won them fair and square, and they were trying to leave? No. That was not the way these things worked, and Haunt had no intention to let the fillies get away. With a hoarse, raspy, agitated scream the dapple stallion swung his body around, throwing himself after the duo. His head was low, jaws snapping at their legs insistently, without relent, and he knocked his silver muzzle against the dunalino's legs, demanding her turn around and return to the rest of his mares. They were not going to escape him- Haunt was never one to let go of a prize. He wasn't very good at sharing, see, and before him he saw the chance to expand his herd by up to four mares.

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[Name] fenris
[Gender] stallion
[Age] eleven
[Breed] american mustang
[Mares] clue, shadow
[Foals] none
[Covered] two
[Tagged] herd, ebony

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Fenris pulled his head back when the mare seemed tense, not understanding why she was so scared of him. His dark brown eyes were curious and confused as he gazed at Ebony, desperately wanting the mare to relax. He had only been kind, after all. Throwing his head back with a playful whinny, his front hooves came off the ground a few inches as he turned his body to the side, prancing a few feet away and looking back at Ebony with a happy glint in his chocolate eyes, bobbing his head up and down. Large, wet nostrils were flared, ears twitching this way and that as he waited for the mare's reaction to his initiating a game and trying to get her to relax. Fenris wanted this mare to understand he meant her no ill will, but if she would not settle he would have to snake her if he truly wanted to keep her. That is, is Clue let her into the herd in the first place. The way his pretty little lead was looking at the mare spoke volumes of her uncertainty and distaste, and Fenris was honestly surprised she had not driven Ebony away already.

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[Name] vagabond
[Gender] mare
[Age] fourteen
[Breed] american mustang
[Rank] lead mare
[Stallion] misery
[Foals] none
[status] covered
[Tagged] tuka

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Vagabond's eyes peeled open as an abrasive snap filled her long oval ears, drawing her out of her light slumber. A heavy wet snort left flared nostrils, and the short roan mare stomped one sharp cream hoof against the earth in irritation as she watched Misery move off to investigate the culprit perched atop a nearby hill. Lifting her head from Tuka's back the older mare trotted around her side, deciding she wanted space from even her darling Tuka for a few minutes. Head lowered to graze, she had barely begun plucking at the grass when something scared her. Actually scared her, and Vagabond did not scare. Her head shot up like a rocket, a shrill scream leaving her muzzle instantly as a curdling cry of pain filled her red ears; Tuka's cry. Nothing terrified her more than the thought of losing her closest friend, her daughter, her Tuka. Absolute horror overcame her features as what could only be a nightmare met her heterochromia eyes. The young mare had been foolish enough to wander from the herd, and she had payed for it. Just yards from where Vagabond stood near to Freyja, Tuka lay victim to the fangs of a large, bleeding brown predator. With a curdling scream Vagabond shot forward without a second thought, ears pinned against her skull and desperation in her eyes as she flailed out wildly with sharp front hooves, fighting to drive the big feline away from her fallen Tuka. Hoof met skull with a horrifying crack in a blind kick, and both cat and mare crumbled to the earth. Vagabond shoved her body as close a psychically possible against Tuka, placing her head against the young mare's neck, eyes shut tight and body shuddering with each heavy breath as the sorrel mare ceased breathing. [leaving this until either hoof posts or mosh comes in with her new mare. c:]

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[Name] tuka
[Gender] mare
[Age] six
[Breed] american mustang
[Rank] herd mare
[Stallion] misery
[Foals] none
[status] covered
[Tagged] vagabond

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Tuka lifted her head curiously as Vagabond moved away, irritation flooding from her roan pelt. It was not often the two were away from each other, even by just this small a distance, so it worried the young mare. Pinning her ears, Tuka let out a wet snort and turned, trotting a few paces from the other two mares and dropping to the ground, rolling in the grass with a playful whinny, tossing her long legs into the air. It was the sound of a deep, hoarse, rumbling growl that startled the young mustang, rolling over onto one side and popping her head up to look out through the grass curiously. Always curious. That was always her one big flaw, she went poking into things and got herself in trouble often because of her nagging curiosity. Instead of standing and running, the mare stretched her muzzle forward, wet nostrils flared to figure out what was lurking nearby, but it had a less friendly agenda. A raspy, curdling screech of pain erupted from Tuka's lips as the object of her interest flung it's long, muscular body through the air. Claws pierced skin and fangs met neck and instantly a harsh challenge was issued; Vagabond. Vagabond? She didn't make any sound. Ever. At all. For anyone. Everything was hazy for the sorrel mare, she couldn't keep track of the events happening all too quickly around her clouded vision, but soon the familiar pressure of Vagabond was against her side. Tuka lifted her head to look at her friend, a soft nicker leaving her rubbery lips before she rested her head back down against the grass, and peacefully let her eyes slip shut for a final time as Vagabond nibbled at her mane, bringing her comfort. [leaving this until either hoof posts or mosh comes in with her new mare. c:]

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[Name] charlotte
[Gender] mare
[Age] twelve
[Breed] american mustang
[Rank] lead mare
[Stallion] dakota
[Foals] none
[status] covered
[Tagged] herd

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Charlotte picked up her black tail, swatting it against her soft hips with a loud slap, blowing a puff of warm air from flared wet nostrils. Her dark eyes watched as the handsome Pintaloosa pranced off to woo himself a third mare, and she seemed quite receptive to his advances. Digging one sharp hoof into the earth the painted mustang mare turned her head to the side, watching the surrounding landscape with little interest. Her new stallion was young and it could be dangerous for him to grow his herd beyond a handful of mares, though if he played he cards correctly he could also keep a strong herd for years to come. Charlotte was interested to find out if he was competent enough to keep his darling mares away from the clutches of other stallions. She had high hopes for Dakota, however, and expected much from him. This was saying something, considering the mare was incredibly distant and uninterested in stallions at all times. Her mind wandered to their future foal- she figured it wouldn't be a big horse, considering Charlotte and Dakota were virtually the same height, and that was not tall.

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[Name] stella
[Gender] mare
[Age] eight
[Breed] mustang x arabian
[Rank] herd mare
[Stallion] temper
[Foals] none
[status] stage three heat
[Tagged] herd

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Stella lifted her head as she heard the sound of approaching steps, pleased to see Temper prancing happily behind the onyx mare that, quite frankly, scared little Stel. Something about her was just... Intimidating, maybe it was the glassy look of her empty eyes. Regardless, her stallion appeared more than pleased with himself and so the young Arabian cross was happy to have the new member. Stel stretched her muzzle forward to welcome the duo back, though at the dark mare's rather unsavory glare she pulled back, huffing quietly and lowering her muzzle back down to the earth, grazing around Nix's hooves as the mare remained asleep against her back. Stella was the type of mare to hone in on one specific mare in a herd, and while she would be friends with every single one of them if given the opportunity, she would always end up back with that one mare. It seemed that in this herd, Nix was shaping out to be said mare. The calm presence of the young spotted horse comforted her. Swatting her scented tail against one velvet hip, she lowered he ears half way as Maelstrom made her rank known to the group of young equines. A surprised snort left her wet nostrils as the mare snapped at her hind legs, but she turned to nudge Nix and slid obediently into a swift canter nonetheless. [I'll just leave this until after the fight for Hurricane and Riot cx]

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[Name] raven
[Gender] mare
[Age] nine
[Breed] thoroughbred x shire x
appaloosa
[Rank] herd mare
[Stallion] savior
[Foals] none
[status] covered
[Tagged] herd

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Dani seemed to respond to her actions well, to which Raven was pleased to discover she was calm and friendly. She could put up with mares of a more... Brash or sensitive demeanor just fine, but if it was the lead mare who was this way there was always bound to be trouble. Satisfied with her decision, Raven lowered her dark head to graze beside Dani as the rich bay stallion pranced off to win himself some more mares. She intended to get on her new leads' good side now and form some sort of a band in case anything arose to cause trouble in the future; as a young mare she was driven out of many herds by lead mares who couldn't stand her cynical, sarcastic point of view so if she made friends early, she might get some slack later on down the road if an argument broke out. At least she could easily say that past experiences have made her all the wiser, instead of going right over her head. And, to be fair, this was a decent way of testing the waters to see just how much Dani would put up with. Where she was crossing a line.

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[Name] sparrow
[Gender] mare
[Age] six
[Breed] lipizzaner x arabian
[Rank] herd mare
[Stallion] rhythan
[Foals] none
[status] covered
[Tagged] herd, aurora, grace

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Sparrow danced her small grey hooves against the earth, tossing her head with a happy whinny. She was more than thrilled that another mare had found her darling stallion- he deserved to grow his new herd. Bobbing her head up and down she pranced a few feet off the side to give them space, her sweet chocolate eyes catching sight of yet another equine in the distance. Sparrow froze for a moment before she came to the realization that it was yet another mare, watching quietly from nearby. She had the same pure, snow white coat as Sparrow herself. The sweet, naive young mare trotted forward, lingering on the edge of the tree cover as to not get soaked. She stretched her muzzle forward out into the rain, shaking her nose back and forth with a loud nicker, inviting the other alabaster equine closer. She wanted to give Rhythan every chance to gain more mares. She did hope, however, that both of these mares were friendly. She'd found herself a good stallion- she didn't want it spoiled by angry, pushy mares.

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[Name] maelstrom
[Gender] mare
[Age] sixteen
[Breed] friesian
[Rank] lead mare
[Stallion] temper
[Foals] none
[status] covered
[Tagged] herd

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Maelstrom trudged on through the summer meadow, warm sun dancing over her glossy obisan body, making it look more purple than black. Dark eyes watched for a suitable place for them to linger, at least for a time, until they needed to travel to the watering whole .Her gliding movements, however, slowed to a slow walk as Temper sped up and surpassed her, ears pinning briefly before she took notice of what he was after; a small herd resting nearby. It was a stallion and a pair of onyx mares; two that looked incredibly familiar. A look of realization and pure anger spread across her elegant face after a moment, and Maelstrom stomped one grey hoof against the grassy earth angrily, pinning her ears and letting out a low, rumbling nicker. She had rid herself of these nightmares just two years ago; was she destined to be thrown back together with them? Lashing her thick black tail against her velvet hips she lowered her head with a thick snort, glittering eyes boring angrily into her stallions' back as he soared proudly towards the herd, issuing a loud challenge.

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[Name] hurriane | riot
[Gender] mare | mare
[Age] eleven | eight
[Breed] friesian | friesian
[Rank] lead mare | herd mare
[Stallion] swift
[Foals] none
[status] covered | stage three
[Tagged] herd, temper

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Hurricane slowed her pace to a stop as their new stallion did, shaking her head and letting out a low nicker to her sister. Soon the younger mare arrived back at her side, and Hurricane took her wavy forelock between blunt teeth, tugging playfully at the dark hairs. When Swift moved around to Riot's side she gave a low snort, but pranced off to leave the two be for the moment. Riot, on the other hand, was pleased that she was the one getting the attention finally. Letting out a delighted squeal with a toss of her elegant head, she bumped her muzzle against the stallion, blowing a huff of hot air against his neck. It was short lived however, as furious, bone chilling scream boomed through the air, issuing a challenge. Whipping her head to the side she let out a second squeal- this one less than pleased, and kicked out with sharp hind hooves before bolting away from Swift's side to rejoin Hurricane. Ducking around her older sister's side and looking over the mare's curved back with wide eyes, she saw the black stallion thundering across the landscape straight towards their stallion. It seemed the duo was desired once again by a different stallion- then again, they had always been a popular pair with stallions. Of course, that is until they were actually in the stallions herd. Then it was a different story.

[Ginger~]

Rhythan | Bachelor Stallion | Tagging Sparrow, Aurora, Grace

Rhythan was just about to pursue the new mare when he heard the drumming of hooves. He whipped around with his ears perked, expecting another stallion, but was astounded to see yet another mare. He had no clue which one to pursue, the mustang or this new white beauty, and was glad when Sparrow stepped up. He whinnied eagerly to the new arrival, then turned and trotted over to Aurora. He let out a loud snort, quickening his pace and blocking off her path. He reached out to nuzzle her neck. He was trying to be kind, but she didn't have a choice.

Lucy | Lone Mare | With Medusa, Althea

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Wildflower | Lead Mare in Sebastien's Herd | Tagging Cloud

Wildflower stared down at the fight in horror. Things were not going well for her new stallion. She wondered if she should run off while she still could; the challenger did not seem nearly as kind or easygoing as Sebastien, but a dark part of her knew he'd hunt her down anyway. It was best to come willingly, no matter how much she hated the thought. At least she could protect Cloud. She'd grown attached to the mare, and wouldn't willingly leave her alone with a stallion this vicious.

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Star~Lone mare~5 years~ Heat stage three~ Tagged: Savior

Star was grazing peacefully in a dry meadow. She raised her large head in distaste, this grass was to dry. With a swish of her long elegant tail and a snort she trotted off to look for better grazing. After trotting for a good 10 minutes, she picked up the scent of a stallion and stopped, looking around to pinpoint the scent. Her unusual dark green eyes locked on a stallion and his herd. "Should I go over?" She thought. "Yes, I'll go check it out" With that she started walking towards the stallion, keeping watch of the mares, worried one might chase her away. Star nickered a greeting to the stallion, then once about a yard away stopped and waited for the stallion's response, was he friendly?

Shadow~Fenris's herd~Herd mare~4 years~Covered~Tagged, Fenris, clue, ebony

Shadow turned to clue, still watching the new mare carefully, and started to groom her mane in a friendly manner."Do you think she'll stay?" She murmured quietly, more to herself then to clue. Her mind was whizzing with questions about the new mare. Who was she? What was her name? Was she going to join the herd? She shook her head to clear all the questions and settled her self on removing a bur from clue's mane.

[Ariana Black]

Ebony watched him prance away curiously. She blinked seeing he wane o play. She relaxed a little an pranced forward slightly he ark feathering around her legs fluttered. She trotted past him swishing her tail wanting him to follow.

Medusa walked over o Lucy an Althea. "I seems we need o ind a new stallion. Would you care to ravel with us still?"

[caeleste]

colors of the wind
name: wind
gender: mare
tags: sonatina
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Wind cantered away from the river, her thirst satisfied. She trotted for a bit and began to graze in a large open meadow. Flicking her tail at a fly, the mare slowly lifted her head and snorted. Back to being alone, she thought. Well, it was only the start of summer- if Wind got desperate, she could try and find a stallion.
Suddenly, she scented a sharp whiff of a mare in heat nearby. Swiveling her ears, Wind focused on the smell until she saw silhouette of a mare come into view. Picking up a brisk trot, she sauntered up to the new horse and nickered a greeting. "Hey- I'm Wind. Who are you?"
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sonata in c
name: sonatina
gender: mare
tags: wind
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Sonatina had begun to graze when a buckskin mare appeared over the horizon. A friend?, she thought hopefully. Since being kicked out of her herd, the laced mare had been on the lookout for another horse. Preferably a stallion, but whatever. As the mare neared her, she lifted her head and looked at her. The mare- Wind- asked her name. "Pleased to meet you, Wind. I'm Sonatina. Nice to see another face around!"

[sava.]

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gender → stallion
age → seventeen
breed → purebred shire
covered → zero
mares → none
foals → --
tagged → sebastian, cloud,
wildflower, sitka, seneca,
dia

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ＴＨＥ ＳＴＯＲＭ ＢＥＧＩＮＳ ＴＯ ＤＯＷＮＰＯＵＲ

Sinister gaze casted upon the shire cross, he witnessed the stallion loosing it's balance, large framing crashing to the ground like a tree getting chopped down. Huffs left his nostrils as Hail slammed his front hooves down, just inches from the rival stallion's muzzle, wishing he could've made impact- but he had moved too soon. Hail's muscular build reared back as the stallion began to fight once more- throwing his hooves all about, and Hail could feel their sting upon his body as drops of crimson leaked down his chest- but he embraced the pain and appearance like a true warrior. Lips lifting with a crazed and raspy scream, he yanked his body away from Sebastian as his blunt teeth made impact with his shoulder, pulling the skin and adding a new scar to his body. Fury and rage seethed through Hail's eyes as he took a deep breath, nostrils flaring before his head extended upwards; body charging forward as his hack front hooves violently went into a fit of rage, lashing out in all directions with fury being the only guide. Hail was tired of this stallion- he wanted the mares that were witnessing the acts; he wanted them to see who the real champion was- what a real stallion looked like. Without mercy, Hail's body quickly shifted, backing far enough away to avoid the rival's hooves, but then bucked his back legs out, hooves hoping to land with a brute force upon the male's legs, instead of the neck or shoulders. If he could break a bone or even tear a tendon in the stallion's legs, it was a certain death- for movement was everything for them in the wild.

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gender → stallion
age → ten
breed → mustang x thoroughbred
covered → four
mares → dani, raven, broken
autumn, karma
foals → --
tagged → herd, Star

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ＨＥＡＶＥＮ'Ｓ ＨＵＭＢＬＥ ＳＡＶＩＯＲ

Hooves moving proudly over the land- Savior couldn't help but to think that he had five mares in his herd- five mares that seemed to be somewhat cooperative. He couldn't wait for his foals to come along; he'd have an even bigger herd then, and Savior was pretty content with what he had now. A snort flew from his nostrils as a nicker was placed into the air. Ears perking, his trot slowed to a halt, head turning to peer over at the mare not too far off. Savior wasn't the one to pass down a chance at gathering another mare to be with him- and so his lips peeled upwards, a soft and calm nicker flowing from his vocals as his hooves led him over to the mare. Head bobbing with his movements, he stopped as he was within feet of her- muzzle extending to meet hers, hoping she'd accept him, and let him court her fully.

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gender → stallion
age → fourteen
breed → mustang x shire
covered → three
mares → nix, stella,
pocahontas, maelstrom
foals → --
tagged → maelstrom, swift,
hurricane, riot

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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 leapt 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. (leaving this till swift posts)

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gender → mare
age → five
breed → andalusian
heat → four
stallion → --
foals → --
tagged → honey

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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.

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gender → mare
age → six
breed → appaloosa
heat → three
stallion → --
foals → --
tagged → caramel

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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.

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gender → mare
age → five
breed → mustang
heat → three
stallion → haunt
foals → --
tagged → haunt, herd

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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.

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gender → mare
age → four
breed → andalusian
heat → three
stallion → --
foals → --
tagged → Rythan, Sparrow

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ＧＲＡＣＥＦＵＬ ＷＩＮＴＥＲ ＳＬＥＥＴ

Eyes wide as she still had the spook in her, Grace bobbed her head, eyes narrowing on the similar alabaster figure in the trees- calling her over. The stallion she had saw seemed busy with another mare, and Grace huffed. All she had wanted from the start was attention- and instead she got spooked out of it by a stallion who screamed trouble. If she couldn't have this stallion's attention at the moment; Grace was fine with settling for the friendly mare's. Hooves picking up and moving her body forward, the rain dripped from her body, tail soaked and mane tangled- but as she reached the cover of trees, she gave out a snort, muzzle extending as she pushed it against the other mare's muzzle. Grace finally got logical thoughts- and if she could make a bond with a mare or two; she'd be able to have attention wherever she went- along with company and companionship. Moving closer, Grace let her lips go for the white mare's mane, pulling at the tangles that the rain formed in her feathery hairs, easy to remove because of the wetness.

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gender → mare
age → seven
breed → appaloosa
heat → three
stallion → --
foals → --
tagged → dakota

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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.

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gender → mare
age → sixteen
breed → quarter x mustang
heat → covered
stallion → aztec - lead mare
foals → --
tagged → aztec, azure

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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]

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gender → mare
age → six
breed → thoroughbred x quarter
heat → three
stallion → --
foals → --
tagged → tollak

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ＳＰＩＲＩＴＳ ＬＩＶＥ ＯＮ ＩＮ ＨＡＲＭＯＮＹ

She let out loud whinny of joy as her hooves carried her up the hill. She wasn't as fast as what she could be- maybe for the fact she had just been doing this continuously until he had shown up. Head bobbing, she could hear his thundering hooves as he approached from behind, and Harmony let her strides slow slightly- his body coming into her line of sight from the side; until she let him pass her fully. After all- the top was close and once Harmony's hooves landed on it, she had clearly let the stallion win; but it would be a prize for both him and her. A snort left her nostrils as she flipped her mane, moving closer to him with a nudge on the neck, before turning around as her tail moved- offering to him his prize of having her in his herd.

[kaotically]

Star~Lone mare~5 years~ Heat stage three~ Tagged: Savior

Star relaxed at the sound of his soft nicker. The stallion was friendly. She extended her strong neck and bumped her marbled muzzle to his, her nostrils flaring to gather his scent. Star was pretty content as a lone mare, but a stallion and a herd to protect her sounded good right now. She swished her long tail, unknowingly spreading her heat scent, and waited to see what the stallion would do next.

Shadow~Fenris's herd~Herd mare~4 years~Covered~Tagged, Fenris, clue, ebony

Shadow turned to clue, still watching the new mare carefully, and started to groom her mane in a friendly manner."Do you think she'll stay?" She murmured quietly, more to herself then to clue. Her mind was whizzing with questions about the new mare. Who was she? What was her name? Was she going to join the herd? She shook her head to clear all the questions and settled her self on removing a bur from clue's mane.