Mountain Mustangs || Horse Role || Open & Accepting

[Perfect Polish]

Eternity snorted as he watched the stallion and are exchange words. He began a charge forward at the stallion, his hooves hitting the ground in a smooth easy rhythm. He let out a squeal when he got close and reared, kicking his forlegs out a the stallion.

Dixie reached nickered to her foal to be careful and then turned back to the stallion. "I would like to join, though not as lead mare. I would rather focus my attention on Spring instead of the herd." she told him.

Dawn moved through the fields, grazing on the lush grass that was beginning to appear. The dun mare nickered to her filly, Tigerlily to come along, that they would be moving soon.

Liberty trotted across the ground, heading toward a grove of trees. She saw a large, young colt nearby. The colt was large bay Clydesdale and young like her. The appaloosa filly called out to him, letting him know she was in the area.

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[memichoo]

Hidden in the Soil || Flint || Bachelor || Five and a Half || Appearance || Coverings:: 0 || Tag:: Willow, Eternity

Flint stepped back as the stallion charged, his hooves only doing a fraction of the damage they would've done. He lifted his front hooves off the damp ground in a rear, striking out with them. The stallion dropped back down, eyeing the light grey stallion, watching for his next move of attack. He snorted, suddenly glad that he had learned to dodge with fast reflexes.

Falling from the Sky || Acorn || Lone Mare || Five ||
Appearance || Heat Stage:: Stage Two || Tag:: Sumia

Acorn tensed as the mare came over, but relaxed a moment later. She seemed like a friendly mare, only longing for company. "Acorn. Call me Acorn." She said in simple words, her gaze flickering around the area. "I'm guessing you're a lone horse?" It felt obvious to Acorn, but asking was better than awkward silence.

Spring's Lullaby Song || Spring || Filly || Newborn || Current Appearance || Future Appearance || Tag: Dixie Sundown Dancer, Lightning Dexter

Spring heard her mother's nicker before she continued to quietly converse with the stallion. She snorted, water getting up her nose. It burns! It buuuuurnssssss! The thought flashed through her as she snorted again, scrambling out from water. He coat was dark, and was still dripping. The filly snorted again, head shaking. She began to run, ears flattening against her head in their usual way.

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Tags ;; Liberty
Aztec Temple ;; The colt twitched his ears as he turned to look at the mare. He nodded softly, he called himself a colt but he might as well be a stallion already. His ears pinned back as the male moving trotting up to the mare, he had not expected to have a mare come to him. Although he did amaze himself sometimes, "Good day miss" The stallion said his head pointed down as he gave a little bow, he learned from his older brother how to act around mares.

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Whispering Winds ;; The mares tail swished as he nickered softly, she was in heat stage three as she twitched her ears. Her nose reached to the sky as she nickered softly before pulling into a run as she twitched her tail before smiling softly. Her nose pointed to the sky as she scented the air for water, she was thirsty and was interested in finding some sort of water stream or anything. Her muzzle twitched as she sniffed again her lip curling as she trotted softly heading to a small stream.

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Tags ;; Open
Echo's Love ;; The mare was in heat stage one, she was right now not interesting in breeding and was far from willing to take a stallions words for protection. Pushing her feet into the ground as she softly begin walking trough the high grass, her neck bent down as the mare begin nibbling softly at the grass her ears still perked up for any danger. Her tongue pulled out as she softly grabbed a few blades of grass and pulling them into her mouth.

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Tags ;; Dixie & Spring
Lightning Dexter ;; The stallions looked to the foal chuckling slightly as he snorted. "Ah the joys of being a young foal" He said softly as he swished his tail before looking to Dixie as he head dipped softly. "Understood, we shall stay here for a while for this is where water is" The stallion nodded softly as he bent his head down to pull out a few blades of grass and nudging the mare softly as he attempted to give them to her.

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Tags ;; Flint & Willow & Eternity
Wild Wings ;; The mares ears flicked to the sound of fighting, "Must be stallions fighting for mares" She snorted softly, she never did like spring. The stallions where attempting to court more mares and the fighting was intense, she turned looking down the hill to see two seaming same colored stallions fighting. Her eyes traveled to the mares who seamed to just be watching it, shaking her head as the black mare trotted down the hill. She had no interest in being courted for now and was just attempting to take a soft drink of water.

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Tags ;; Colorado
Tiger Lilly ;; The young fillys ears flicked to her mothers nicker, she stood up her legs wiggling softly as she snorted. Her tail swished as she moved softly after her mother. Sniffing the ground as she moved her small legs following her mother as she begin bouncing softly. Her ears pushed back as the little animal bounced around turning to her mother as she smiled, for now she did not know any words for she had not been around any other horses but her mother.. But this little fully would learn.

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Alcatraz Run ;; The stallions ears pinned back as he reared up, it was spring the females would be in heat or giving birth to there last year or winter foals. Swishing his tail as he trotted softly down a small hill before moving as his ears flicked back and forth to the sounds of the grass. Hooves beating at the ground as dirt sprung behind him before nickering softly as he turned his head to sniff the air. He was an old stallion, so this might very well be is last few covering years. The male thought before turning his head as he nodded softly nibbling at a few blades of grass that covered the ground.

[astro.]

Cold-Hearted Snake-Cobra-Heat Stage 2-9-No Herd-Tags:Open

An oddly colored red roan mare grazed beside a quickly moving river, it's water rushing over the smooth rocks. Cobra snorted at the flies buzzing around her rear, and she flicked her tail. The mare was only partly glad for the change of season, for it also meant stallions fighting once again. Spring meant more food, so that was good. Cobra needed to stretch her legs, for over the winter the had grown stiff. Cobra took a quick drink, then set off at a trot over the meadow. The mare slowly moved her way up to a canter, then a gallop, then a full fledged sprint. It felt good, running again after the cold and long winter. She flew across the meadow, leaping over gullies and and logs.


Shakespeare's Tragedy-Othello-Pregnant-7-No Herd-Tags: Open

A light gray dapple arabian mare grazed on the light green grass; she could feel her foal kicking. Othello wasn't happy about having a foal, but when she was born, she would be a good mother. And it would come soon. Othello was and elegant mare, graceful too. Well, when she wasn't ready to pop. The stallion that had covered her was a hit and run bachelor, from her small herd of three horses, and then her stallion abandoned her over the winter. Great life she had, right?

[Blumenkranz]

Knight's Spear [Sumia]//13 years//Andalusian Mix//Lone Mare
"It's nice to meet you, Acorn." Sumia smiled. "And yes, I'm alone. I'm guessing that you're a lone horse too? I don't see any other horses?" She asked. It was kind of obvious, but you never know. She wanted to ask, just to make sure. Sumia wasn't a part of a herd now, but she did want to join one. Some mares didn't like stallions or herds, but Sumia did. In a herd you were safe and you had the company of other horses, if you're a lone horse you are more vulnerable to attack and you dob't really have anyone to talk to. She was a part of a herd, but her stallion was no longer around, so she was on her own now.

[memichoo]

Hidden in the Soil || Flint || Bachelor || Five and a Half || Appearance || Coverings:: 0 || Tag:: Willow, Eternity

Flint stepped back as the stallion charged, his hooves only doing a fraction of the damage they would've done. He lifted his front hooves off the damp ground in a rear, striking out with them. The stallion dropped back down, eyeing the light grey stallion, watching for his next move of attack. He snorted, suddenly glad that he had learned to dodge with fast reflexes.

Falling from the Sky || Acorn || Lone Mare || Five ||
Appearance || Heat Stage:: Stage Two || Tag:: Sumia

Acorn nodded, relaxing around the mare. Sometimes, you can just tell when you can trust someone. This felt like one of those rare moments. She offered a smile. "What do you like to do?" She asked. It was a small chat cliché, but it can alway work its magic in conversations. The mare flicked her tail, head turning to allow her teeth to snap at a bugging fly. Returning to look at Sumia, Acorn let out a shrug. "Flies." She said simply, the words sounding strangely dark. She lightened it a moment later with a smile.

Spring's Lullaby Song || Spring || Filly || Newborn || Current Appearance || Future Appearance || Tag: Dixie Sundown Dancer, Lightning Dexter

Spring heard her mother's nicker before she continued to quietly converse with the stallion. She snorted, water getting up her nose. It burns! It buuuuurnssssss! The thought flashed through her as she snorted again, scrambling out from water. He coat was dark, and was still dripping. The filly snorted again, head shaking. She began to run, ears flattening against her head in their usual way.

[Blumenkranz]

Knight's Spear [Sumia]//13 years//Andalusian Mix//Lone Mare
"Well, galloping and being able to stretch my legs is nice. I may not be the fastest horse around, but I like to race. Racing is always fun, even if I lose." Sumia smiled, remembering fun times she's had with friends in the past. "I also enjoy caring for foals, I've never had a foal of my own but I have always adored them. Caring or playing with them...I've always enjoyed just being around them." She swished her tail, swatting away a pesky bug before speaking again. "So, what about you? What do you like to do?"

[memichoo]

Hidden in the Soil || Flint || Bachelor || Five and a Half || Appearance || Coverings:: 0 || Tag:: Willow, Eternity

Flint stepped back as the stallion charged, his hooves only doing a fraction of the damage they would've done. He lifted his front hooves off the damp ground in a rear, striking out with them. The stallion dropped back down, eyeing the light grey stallion, watching for his next move of attack. He snorted, suddenly glad that he had learned to dodge with fast reflexes.

Falling from the Sky || Acorn || Lone Mare || Five ||
Appearance || Heat Stage:: Stage Two || Tag:: Sumia

Acorn listened to Sumia's interests with her her tilted, an ear occasionally flicking before resuming its pricked posture. When the older mare finished, she straightened. "That sounds fun." She agreed. "I love to run, the wind just makes me feel alive. Its kinda fun swimming, too. Most horses don't swim for fun, but I do." Acorn shrugged, though her eyes were shining with the thought of swimming. That was partially why her bay coat was almost always free of dirt or mud. "You've never had a foal? Usually older mares have had a few." She couldn't mask her surprise at this.

Spring's Lullaby Song || Spring || Filly || Newborn || Current Appearance || Future Appearance || Tag: Dixie Sundown Dancer, Lightning Dexter

Spring heard her mother's nicker before she continued to quietly converse with the stallion. She snorted, water getting up her nose. It burns! It buuuuurnssssss! The thought flashed through her as she snorted again, scrambling out from water. He coat was dark, and was still dripping. The filly snorted again, head shaking. She began to run, ears flattening against her head in their usual way.

[Blumenkranz]

Knight's Spear [Sumia]//13 years//Andalusian Mix//Lone Mare
"Ah swimming is always fun, especially during the summer. It's always nice to cool off on those hot summer days." She smiled. When Acorn showed her surprise for Sumia not yet having any foals, she gave the younger mare a small nod. "Yes, strange as it may sound, I've never had a foal." Sumia nickered. Most mares her age would have several foals by now, but she didn't have a single one. Maybe this year that would change. "My last stallion was pretty busy, he was always doing something. He also would ask me at the wrong time, when I wasn't ready to have one. I haven't had a foal yet, but I would like to have one someday."

[memichoo]

Hidden in the Soil || Flint || Bachelor || Five and a Half || Appearance || Coverings:: 0 || Tag:: Willow, Eternity

Flint stepped back as the stallion charged, his hooves only doing a fraction of the damage they would've done. He lifted his front hooves off the damp ground in a rear, striking out with them. The stallion dropped back down, eyeing the light grey stallion, watching for his next move of attack. He snorted, suddenly glad that he had learned to dodge with fast reflexes.

Falling from the Sky || Acorn || Lone Mare || Five ||
Appearance || Heat Stage:: Stage Three || Tag:: Sumia

Acorn gave a nod, finding it rather sad. She's a young horse, its udnerstandible if she doesn't have a foal yet. But Sumia was one of the older mares, never knowing what it's like to have a foal. "Well, this could be your magic Season." She put on an encouraging face. "We could go Stallion Hunting, if you want." The mare cracked a smile. Truth was, she wasn't as interested in stallions as she should be. Some temped her, but not as much as it tempted other mares. Acorn snorted, shaking her mane. "If you want.'' She added again.

Spring's Lullaby Song || Spring || Filly || Newborn || Current Appearance || Future Appearance || Tag: Dixie Sundown Dancer, Lightning Dexter

Spring heard her mother's nicker before she continued to quietly converse with the stallion. She snorted, water getting up her nose. It burns! It buuuuurnssssss! The thought flashed through her as she snorted again, scrambling out from water. He coat was dark, and was still dripping. The filly snorted again, head shaking. She began to run, ears flattening against her head in their usual way.