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[ stallion ]
[ sixteen ]
[ 18 hands ]
[ band stallion ]
[ mares ] soldier
[ foals ] knight
[ tagged ] herd
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The world around him looked like a painting; painted in vibrant greens and blues and earthy browns and yellows. The sky was a pale powdery blue, wispy white clouds floating gently across the serene backdrop. Blunt, stained teeth ripped up the fresh spring earth as Sebastian grazed. Winter was a mere three weeks behind them and while all of the snow and signs of death had fled from the land, all of them were still working to regain the weight and the the health they'd lost in the snowy months. Sebastian raised his velvet muzzle, thick black mane wrapped around his neck from a light breeze as his intense dark eyes found his little family- his brother was nearby, as always, as was his Soldier and their new colt, Knight. The large stallion let a soft nicker spill from between rubbery black lips as he made his way toward the buckskin mare. Before winter his herd had been six strong- Sebastian had laid claim three mares as had Jeremiah, but a late blizzard had taken all but Soldier, and surprisingly, her premature colt from them. The large black stallion lowered his muzzle to bump it gentle against her own, rumbling an affectionate greeting.
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x➵ ＨＥ ＳＡＩＤ ＨＥ ＨＡＤ Ａ ＳＴＯＲＹ ♔
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[ haunt ]
[ stallion ]
[ thirteen ]
[ 17 hands ]
[ bachelor ]
[ mares ] none
[ foals ] none
[ tagged ] open
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Haunt let out a curdling scream as he threw his chest against the younger stallion one last time, striking the colts' stomach with the edges of his sharp hooves several times before the three year old bachelor tore away desperately, fleeing into the moors with what would become his first scars and a lesson not to get in the way of someone better than you. The dapple grey stud snorted, ears pinned harshly against his skull as he stomped his front hooves down in the grass several times. The colt had done nothing wrong- but he had gotten in Haunt's way and slowed down his search for mares; he had justified attacking other stallions for even less than that. With the matter resolved, finally Haunt was back on the hunt. He craved mares- the few he had died off during winter, not that he spared even a second to morn for their lives but rather grew enraged that they dared die on him and leave him without any little trophies to breed and flaunt. The handsome stallion swung his body around with a loud, raspy, high-pitched neigh to call out to any mares in the area. Haunt operated on his own agenda- he would cover any mare he could find that would accept his advances, but he only collected those who were young and beautiful- preferably timid and obedient subjects, but if they were young enough he could push them around all the same. Long black legs broke into a swift canter across the grassy landscape, sharp eyes searching for mares.
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x➵ ＳＴＯＲＹ ＯＦ Ａ ＷＡＮＤＥＲＥＲ ♕
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[ vagabond ]
[ mare ]
[ fourteen ]
[ 15.2 hands ]
[ lone mare ]
[ stallion ] none
[ foals ] none
[ heat ] stage two
[ tagged ] tuka
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Vagabond pressed her soft muzzle against Tuka's shoulder gently, nuzzling her young companion affectionately. Vagabond didn't show any form of affection or kindness to anyone but her foals, though she considered young Tuka one of her foals. She was innocent and naive, this was her first week ever stepping foot outside captivity, but when a chance to escape her captors arose she couldn't leave little Tuka behind. A friendly, low rumble left the splashed mares' lips before she lifted her head back to full height and gazed out at the horizon. The sun had just risen over the distant mountains, and the sky was a pale blue streaked with yellow and pink pastels. Unlike the rest of the horses in this area, both Vagabond and Tuka were healthy and strong at their normal weight, maybe even plumper than usual, thanks being captive throughout all of winter. The beautiful painted roan mare let out a loud nicker, though she stayed put. She needed to get Tuka into a herd so she could learn how to survive properly out here, but if any stallion wanted them, they would have to come find them. Vagabond wasn't the type to throw herself at some stud's feet.
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x➵ ＣＡＳＵＡＬ ＡＦＦＡＩＲＳ & ＣＲＹＳＴＡＬ ＢＡＬＬＳ ♕
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[ tuka ]
[ mare ]
[ four ]
[ 16.1 hands ]
[ lone mare ]
[ stallion ] none
[ foals ] none
[ heat ] stage three
[ tagged ] vagabond
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The sound of squeals in the distance spooked Tuka into jumping to the side as her head shot straight up, ramming unintentionally into the mare who she had grown close with over the last four months- Vagabond. Tuka had been born and raised in human hands, and one day they brought in a wild mustang mare who was kicking and screaming her displeasure at the ropes and hands forced on her body. She had stayed with them through winter, and just a mere four days ago a part of the fence in their pasture had broken down. Vagabond snaked Tuka through the opening, and off they were into the horizon. The young, innocent mare calmed almost instantly as the roan's touch, settling herself into Vagabond's side in search of protection and comfort. The pretty palomino roan paint didn't so much as lift her head when her friend turned to call out to... Someone, instead pressing her white muzzle against the smaller mares' neck with a snort.
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x➵ Ａ ＮＩＧＨＴ ＯＮ ＴＨＥ ＴＯＷＮ ♕
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[ fancy ]
[ mare ]
[ three ]
[ 16.3 hands ]
[ lone mare ]
[ stallion ] none
[ foals ] none
[ heat ] stage four
[ tagged ] wraith
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Fancy let out a squeal as she broke into a flat gallop beside her half-sister, black tail flagged up over her back like a prize-winning ribbon, spreading her strong heat scent for any stallion who may be nearby. Wraith and Fancy had just struck out on their own from their fathers' herd a mere three days ago, and since then Fancy had quickly found herself in the last stages of her first heat cycle- desperate for a stallion to find her. The beautiful dark dun kicked out with strong back legs before shoving herself forward, faster and faster, the wind the duo created pushing her dark mane back and streaming her thick tail out behind her. Caught up in her excitement, Fancy's long front legs were tangled with her sisters' and in a second the two went tumbling to the ground in a mass of limbs and bodies slick with sweat. Carefully Fancy pulled herself away, rolling over onto her opposite side and raising to her hooves once more with a grunt. The little outburst would have hopefully drawn attention, at the least.
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[ wraith ]
[ mare ]
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[ 15.2 hands ]
[ lone mare ]
[ stallion ] none
[ foals ] none
[ heat ] stage two
[ tagged ] fancy
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Consecutive, short, high-pitched squeals erupted from Wraith's maw as the ghostly pale buttermilk mare jerked her head straight up and shot off at a gallop towards the lake; an act that obvious surprised her half-sister, Fancy, but the taller mare recovered quickly and threw herself after Wraith. Generally the pale mare was an incredibly laid-back and calm one; but every now and then you just needed to run. They didn't make it very far, though, for just a minutes after Fancy closed the gap between them the rather clumsy dun mare strayed too close and tangled her legs with Wraith's. The two crashed to the ground, startled squeals spilling from them both, though thankfully neither was really hurt. The pale silver mare waited for Fancy to pick herself up before doing the same with an agitated huff, pinning her ears and slapping her tail against her soft haunches.
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x➵ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ ＣＡＮ ＷＡＩＴ ♕
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[ mare ]
[ sixteen ]
[ 15.1 hands ]
[ lone mare ]
[ stallion ] none
[ foals ] none
[ heat ] stage four
[ tagged ] open
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Rhapsody snorted, pawing roughly at the earth with one sharp gray hoof and tearing up bits of grass and soil as she did so. He stallion had died during the dead of winter, and come spring his remaining mares had split up to go their own ways. That was three weeks ago, and still Rhapsody was without a stallion. She hated not having a herd, especially when she was this deep in her head cycle. The gorgeous black mustang mare let out what was her third loud, needy call of the morning, swishing her heavily scented black tail against her velvet haunches. Eventually she slid into a slow, easy walk, sparkling brown eyes watching for any sign of a stallion- no matter who they were or how terrible. She just wanted someone right now. Or rather, she wanted to be covered, and after that she would desire attention and the feeling of safety. If whoever covered her could not provide that, she would be back on the hunt.
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[ mare ]
[ twelve ]
[ 17.2 hands ]
[ lone mare ]
[ stallion ] none
[ foals ] none
[ heat ] stage three
[ tagged ] open
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[ 16.0 hands ]
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[ stallion ] none
[ foals ] none
[ heat ] stage three
[ tagged ] open
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[ eight ]
[ 16.2 hands ]
[ lone mare ]
[ stallion ] none
[ foals ] none
[ heat ] stage two
[ tagged ] open
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[ 15.3 hands ]
[ lone mare ]
[ stallion ] none
[ foals ] none
[ heat ] stage two
[ tagged ] open
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[ four ]
[ 14.2 hands ]
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[ stallion ] none
[ foals ] none
[ heat ] stage three
[ tagged ] open
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