♘ Sanctuary (Wild Horse RP) Open and Accepting!

[Tornassuk]

Adella | Mare | American Paint Horse | 8 Years | Stallion: Aden | Heat Stage: 4 | Covered
Tags: Aden and Herd, Wildfire and herd

Adella nuzzled her stallion, quite happy he had noticed and taken care of her heat without having Adella get obvious and vulgar. Adella thinks they'd produce a very interesting foal for sure. Adella nickered hello to the rest of Aden's mares before taking up the rear as Aden led the herd away. She saw he was going to challenge another stallion, a very young stallion with two mares. He snaked the younger mare to his herd and stood defiantly between his herd and the other stallion. Adella hoped the younger stallion would have the sense not to fight with Aden, being so young he'd lose hard and would lose his other mare.
Adella watched, partly confused and partly amused as the old grey mare tried to fight Aden off and how the other poor mare would get shoved back and forth. Adella didn't say anything, but she thinks the stallion and old mare should just give in. They won't win.

Fantasy | Mare | Appaloosa x Knabstrupper | 3 Years | Stallion: Diablo | Heat Stage: 4
Tags: Diablo, Ella

Summer had arrived and Fantasy was now in her final heat stage. She no longer cared about what Rizzo said or did, hormones were making her crazy. Fantasy stared at Diablo, who was grooming Ella and asking to cover her. He got distracted and Fantasy wrung her tail. She was hoping he'd finish with Ella and move onto her.
Now, normally Fantasy wouldn't do this, but her hormones were controlling her. Fantasy nickered to Diablo and trotted up to him. She nibbled at his muzzle briefly before turning around and backing to him with her tail held to the side. Ella also backed into Diablo. Fantasy pinned her ears and pushed away Ella's rump a little with her rump, backing into Diablo once more.

Arya | Mare | Appaloosa x QH | 6 Years | Stallion: Thowra | Heat Stage: 4 | Covered
Tags: Thowra

Arya turned her head back and forth, Thowra had called out to a new mare and Caribou's heat scent was quite strong, she looked like she may possibly want to be covered. Arya thought Thowra should get on that, the longer she goes without being successfully covered the more likely she is to draw other stallions. Thowra seemed focused on the new older mare though. Arya decided to stop grooming, the mare pulling one last twig out of Thowra's mane before moving away to graze.

Willow | Mare | Appaloosa | 14 Years | Stallion: Endeavour | Lead Mare | Pregnant
Tags: Endeavour, Copper

Willow touched her nose to the pinto stallion's taking in his scent. "Willow" The mare introduced herself simply. She wasn't much one for words. Willow listened to the stallion's command obediently, moving towards the rest of his herd at a walk. She eyed each one of them over. Willow decided she'd be the best fit for lead. She nipped at Yukon's muzzle to assert herself as dominate. She looked at Marion, who was now being groomed by Endeavour. Willow decided against nipping her for now, she was busy with Endeavour. She pinned her ears at the mare though to show she was dominant. She looked at Paige, the young mare with the foal. She didn't think the mare would need a nip being so young, so she just pinned her ears and swung her rump towards her before grazing. This way if Paige decided to be dominant Willow could easily give the mare a swift kick.
No one challenged her and Willow took position of highest mare. Willow walked away a little to graze, swishing her tail and stomping her hoof to shake the flies off her. Summer was now here and they were out in full force. Willow will be happy when they next get water, she'll roll around in the mud to help keep the flies off her.

Ameena | Mare | Arabian | 14 Years | Stallion: None | Heat Stage: 4
Tags: Reserved for Mark, Diana

The mare kicked at the water, splashing some of it onto Ameena. Ameena twitched her ears uncertainly. She could tell the mare was in a somewhat playful mood, but Ameena wasn't really one to play. Ever since she was born Ameena almost never played. She'd only play when she was hyped up and had lots of energy. Ameena didn't really have that energy right now. Ameena lowered her nose into the water and halfheartedly splashed water at Diana before stopping and looking away. Ameena was feeling a little lazy and irritable. They were still all alone, where are the stallions!? Maybe Lucy had the right idea leaving.

Fable | Mare | Arabian | 11 Years | Stallion: Griffin | Heat Stage: 3 | Covered
Tags: Petrova, Niah

Fable winced slightly as the mare kicked her shoulder once, but Fable quickly disengaged and moved away from the mare's rapid fire kicks. Fable glared at the mare and backed down for now. She'll have to use that move next time. Fable gave one last kick at the mare before trotting off to the small appaloosa mare, Niah. Fable pinned her ears at the mare and nipped at her nose before moving on. Niah was young and heavily pregnant, Fable doubted she'd fight much, or even if she did, Fable knew she would beat her. Fable stopped, looking around for Alouette she spotted her adopted foal playing with Pilgrim. Fable flicked her tail and lowered her head to graze, watching the two of them play.
Pilgrim was getting old, Fable thinks he can even breed now. Fable absolutely did not want him to try anything with her Alouette. If he did she'd be the one to chase him out, not Griffin.

Pepper | Mare | Arabian | 7 Years | Stallion: Riff | Foal: Menhit | Heat Stage: 0
Tags: Riff, Romeo

Pepper's heart melted seeing Riff react to his foal for the first time. She remembered him telling her he'd never seen his foals, Menhit should be his first one. Now some or even most mares may not allow a stallion so close to their foal, but Riff had shown nothing but kindness to her and Pepper knew nothing about stallions other than what she's experienced with Riff. Now, Ohanzee she'd be wary about, and Pepper will never let Taylor near her foal, but Riff. Riff she felt safe with, she trusted him fully. He asked for her name and Pepper nickered, "Menhit. That's what I've been calling her." Pepper doesn't really know where she got the name, it just kind of popped into her head, but maybe she heard it somewhere once.
Pepper's ears flicked back, hearing a small and short whinny. She disregarded it at first, thinking that Secret had just given birth to a noisy foal. A little while passed with Secret still gone and she heard another short whinny. It piqued Pepper's interest. Pepper nuzzled Riff and told him she'd be back before leaving to go investigate with Menhit. A short walk through the woods later and there he was. A newborn chestnut colt lying beside a dead Secret. Pepper's heart sunk. She hadn't known Secret for long, but she had come to like her a tiny bit. She mostly felt bad for the foal. It would grow up motherless. Unless, well. Pepper supposed she could take it in, treat it like her own. Yeah, she can do that. Pepper walked up to the small colt, nickering softly to him she nudged the colt, encouraging him to get onto his feet.

Menhit | Filly | Half Arab | Newborn | Stallion: Riff | Sire: Riff | Dam: Pepper
Tags: Pepper, Riff, Romeo

The stallion approached her quickly, he was much bigger than she originally thought. He even scared her a little and Menhit clacked her gums at him, the clacking a way of saying 'I'm a baby, I submit, don't hurt me!' Her mother did not seem concerned and the stallion was gentle. Menhit's ears flicked forward and the filly began to imprint on him believing he was her dad. Menhit booped Riff's nose with her nose before turning around to nurse on her mother, small pale tail flicking back and forth.
Her mother said some words and started to walk away. Menhit trotted after her mother in a high stepping trot. She was stronger now, more coordinated and could move in such a way now. She enjoyed the change in pace, much better than a wobbly walk. They came across a mare lying down in the forest with a small colt. Menhit had no concept of death yet, so she was not concerned about the mare, but the colt was very interesting to her. Menhit trotted forward and lowered her head to stare at the colt, nickering in her high-pitched voice, "Hi! I'm Menhit!"

Riot | Stallion | Arabian | 16 Years | Coverings: 6
|| Mares: Harley, Revolution, Hope, Aria, Lucy, Dusk, Echo, Nihna || Foals: Annabelle, Rebel, Sonata ||
Tags: Herd

Riot enjoyed the mutual grooming, but his joy faded away when Hope collapsed to the ground. Riot split away from Lucy and got ready to sprint over to the mare, the stallion deeply concerned for the well being of his mare. Revolution was already by her side and Harley was heading over. Harley told him to stay back with the herd. Riot didn't want too initially, but giving it a second thought, he decided that would be the best thing. Riot needed to protect the herd with both lead mares gone. Riot gently herded Lucy to the rest of his mares. He then went around pushing all of his mares closer to each other. He trotted a few circles around them before stopping in front. One ear and eye was kept on his lead mares, while the other ear and eye were focused on the rest of his mares.
He wondered what was wrong with Hope. Was she sick? With what? His eye looked at Nihna. She had been sick last fall, was Hope sick from the same thing too? Riot doesn't think so considering how close Harley and Revolution was, but then, what was wrong with his mare?
He glanced at his foals who were playing together when the older one, Annabelle's leg fell into a hole and the filly flipped over. His heart leapt to his throat and Riot took a couple of steps forward, extremely worried for his foal. Tripping like that could mean a death sentence if you were to severely injure your front leg. The filly sprung back up to her feet and trotted around like nothing happened. Riot let out a long sigh of relief. His mares got Hope to stand up. She looked to be fine from here, if a little bit uncomfortable. Riot nickered to her, wanting to go over and comfort her and make sure she was alright, but he had to stay by his mares.

Hera | Mare | Friesian | 3 Years | Stallion: Silence | Pregnant
Tags: Silence, Lexie

It was now in the warm spring months, almost summer. Summer was when she met Silence, and the pond she's drinking from is where they met. Where they had played. Hera wanted to play now, but she was too heavily pregnant carrying their foal. Since Hera had met Silence she had grown another two inches, making her sixteen hands. She was now slightly taller than Silence. She wondered if she would grow anymore, probably not. She was three now, after three you don't grow much more in terms of height.
Hera's ears flicked forward and she lifted her head, water dripping down from her muzzle she spotted a bay Arabian in the meadow with them. It smelt like a mare, they could use another mare. Hera glanced back at Silence and nickered to him to notify him of the new mare's presence.

Crystal | Mare | Gypsy Vanner | 13 Years | Stallion: Sunset Boulevard | Pregnant
Tags: Sunny, Princess
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Crystal followed after her stallion, agreeing to his proposition she told him her history as they walked. "Well, I was a brood mare, owned by these famous Gypsy breeders. My life wasn't very interesting with them, but it was nice. I mostly just grazed in a pasture with other mares, geldings, and foals. Occasionally I would be shown off, and even rarer, I would be ridden..." Crytal paused for a moment, the mare carefully making her way down a hill before resuming, "For the past year I traveled with a gelding as my companion. He was sweet. He died this last winter..." Crystal's voice had a hint of sadness as she spoke of her gelding friend, she did miss him very much.
The river was now in sight of them, and a little ways away was a graying Hanoverian mare. She was quite young, Crystal guessed she wasn't even three years of age. She was beautiful however, and smelt of no other horses. She'd make a fine edition to the herd. Crystal noticed Sunny hadn't called to her yet, that's fine, she'll do it. Crystal whinnied to the mare, inviting her to come closer if she'd like. Crystal looked back at Sunny and asked, "So what about you?" They can talk some more until the mare decides to come over.

Atarah | Mare | Knabstrupper Cross | 10 Years | Stallion: None | Heat Stage: 3
Tags: Open

Atarah moved through a valley of flowers. She moved with confidence, she knew she was pretty, she knew she was desirable. What stallion wouldn't want her? She held her silver colored tail high, flicking it occasionally to spread her scent. It was very pretty out here, there were many different kinds of flowers of all different colors. Blues and reds, yellows and purples. Atarah thinks every color in the rainbow is here in this one spot.
Atarah tossed her head, whinnying loudly to inform any nearby stallions that she was here and available. She fired off some playful bucks and picked her pace up into a lope.

Foxy | Mare | Trakehner | 12 Years | Stallion: None | Foal: Admiral | Heat Stage: 3
Tags: Admiral, Karlos and herd

Foxy watched the stallion cover the over two mares, she could feel her own hormones flaring up, wanting to take control. She felt her colt mount her and Foxy pinned her ears at him, warning him to back off. The stallion walked over to Foxy once more and she turned her atenttion back towards him, nickering excitedly to the pinto. She notice him glance at her colt and Foxy pinned her ears and nipped at his muzzle. When he looked away, she calmed slightly and allowed herself to be pushed into his herd. Foxy's ears flicked forward and she introduced herself, "I'm Foxy, the little one is Admiral." She paused for a few seconds, glancing at her colt and the two new mares. Foxy stepped in closer to Karlos and groomed his neck, flagging her tail slightly as she did so.

Admiral | Colt | Trakehner | 1 Month | Dam: Foxy | Herd: None
Tags: Foxy, Karlos and herd

Admiral watched as Karlos mount and claim his mares, it was interesting to the young colt, it was something he hadn't seen before but had felt to do sometimes when he played. Admiral felt to do it now and mounted his dam for practice but a pin of her ears sent him skittering away. Admiral trotted around in a small circle, looking at Karlos' mares before lowering his head to graze. He watched Karlos interact with his mother, soaking everything up so he'd know what to do when he was of age.

[-Floflo le floo-]

♛𝓐𝓜𝓐𝓓𝓔𝓤𝓢♛

| Only brave kings sacrifice their queens |

|:|Stallion|:|8 Years|:|Akhal- Teke|:|Tags: Herd|:|Herd members: Cricket, Omusa, Chase & Rain|:|

Amadeus was pretty happy that they finally reached a sunflower field. This would make Cricket happy. The stallion trotted around, happily as he looked around. The area was pretty indeed. Chase did a very good job on leading them to the perfect place. He lowered his head down to graze a little bit, but he soon lifted it up and scanned his surroundings. He flicked his tail to get rid of the annoying flies and then trotted over to Chase and he begun to groom her. He thought Chase did a very good job in being lead mare. He was glad to have her.

♛𝓜𝓐𝓡𝓚♛

| I'm sweet when you make me happy, but i'm a killer when you make me angry |

|:|Stallion|:|14 years old|:|Appaloosa|:|Tags: Herd, Arabella|:|Herd members: Lady, Marielle, Pandora, Felicity|:|

The stallion saw a mare with a foal lying beside her. He snorted and then saw another draft mare with a foal approaching the mare that just gave birth. Great. A stallion was nearby. He hoped he wouldn't bump into him though. He didn't have time for fights,
especially if he just lost a giant amount of mares. ''We should get moving. I think there is a stallion nearby.
I don't mind a fight, but i really just lost a huge amount of my mares and i don't want anyone to steal any other one.'' Mark said. He looked at Marielle who was lead of course. He then looked at the other mare in the distance that seemed to stand still there for a second. He nickered to her once more before he turned around, back to his mares. Of course, here came the thing..
He needed to cover them. He trotted up to Felicity and he begun to gently groom her mane, and then her back. He flicked his long tail and soon asked for her permission to cover her.

♛𝓓𝓘𝓐𝓑𝓛𝓞♛

| Devils are not the only sinners |

|:|Stallion|:|18 years|:|Friesian|:|Tags: Herd|:|Herd members: Elena, Riz, Kenickie, Jolene, Lyric|:|

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Diablo dismounted the draft mare and snorted. He suddenly felt the arabian mare bump into him, really wanting his attention. He begun to trot behind her as he could see that her heat scent was beginning to really drive her crazy. So, he'd do her a favor and get rid of it. He looked at Kenickie who seemed to stare though. He snorted and fist of all, he pushed the colt away from him. He felt like the colt already saw too much. His push was gentle though as he didn't want to annoy his mother. Though, if the colt would indeed get interested in covering, Diablo would have to teach him a lesson on how NOT to touch his mares. Ever. And that lesson would scar him for life probably. He turned back to Fantasy and trotted back to her.
-fade again lol-
He dismounted his mare and walked beside her. He pressed his muzzle against hers to see if she was okay. After all, he probably was really heavy. He really thought that the mare would find it hard to support him, but in the end, things worked out. Now, here comes the hope... He hoped that none of his mares would die from giving birth. Or none of his foals would die...

♛𝓡𝓞𝓜𝓔𝓞♛

| Roses are red, violets are blue, you're my obsession and i love you |

|:|Colt|:|Newborn|:|Rocky mountain x paint|:|Herd:Riff's|:|Tags: Pepper, Menhit|:|

Romeo looked up at a mare who seemed to be indeed really gentle with him. He pressed his muzzle against hers, cutely, wanting some love and attention. As he was encouraged to get up, Romeo tried his best. After a few failed attempts, he finally managed to get up. He blinked 3 times cutely and looked at a filly. Someone to play with! Wasn't that great? Romeo let out a soft snort. He looked up at the amazingly pretty mare who seemed to really want to take care of him. He walked right beside her and he begun to rub his coat against hers, trying to get some affection from his 'mother'. He did love attention a lot and would do anything for it. He saw a filly with a palomino coat trying to talk to him. Romeo stood silent for a second, trying to think of what he could say. ''I'm uh...''He stood silent for a moment trying to think. He did hear the lifeless mare whisper a name before she died. So that was his name then. ''Romeo...''He whispered shyly. The colt was really shy and he had no idea how to talk clearly to anyone. He'd have to get used to them first.

♛ 𝓟𝓡𝓘𝓝𝓒𝓔♛

|We will ever be royal |

|:|Colt|:|Newborn|:|Purebred Spanish horse x friesian|:|Herd: Aden's|:|Tags:Herd|:|

Prince let himself get groom by his mother. With all honesty, he enjoyed the attention and love. He begun to trot around his mother and bucked playfully. He let out a short whinny which was high- pitched of course. Prince looked around him as his mother begun to trot around. He let out a soft snort and then ran straight at her- but suddenly, he stopped. No, he couldn't just simply charge into her and knock her of. It's not like he could anyway... He let himself get groomed by his mother again. Prince watched his sire trying to claim more mares. Maybe he'd have to try it one day.

♛𝓐𝓝𝓖𝓔𝓛♛

|Friends are kisses blown to us by angels|

|:|Mare|:|8 years|:|Purebred Spanish horse|:|Herd: Aden's|:|Tags:Herd|:|

Angel walked over to her colt and groomed his short mane. She loved him so much already and she felt the need to protect him. If any other stallion or any other unknown mare gets too close to her foal, she'd have to kick! She flicked her tail and looked at Aden as he was trying to claim another mare. As her colt begun to buck playfully, Angel let out a soft snort. She trotted around her colt and then suddenly... From playing, it got to another grooming session. All with care. She couldn't help it but show so much affection to him. Prince was her main priority for now, and it will continue to be like that for a long time. Although, she wasn't happy that he will get chased out of the herd once he'd grow up.

♛𝓜𝓞𝓡𝓖𝓐𝓝♛

|Mornings have no sunrise without you by my side|

|:|Mare|:|14 years|:|Sabino|:|Herd: None//UNCLAIMED|:|Tags: Tyler |:|

As she was trying to cross the river, she heard a voice behind her. She looked at the stallion for a second and then back forwards. She didn't have time for interactions- especially when she was crossing a river with such strong current! ''Sorry, i'm crossing this river. I don't have time for sweet talks.''She yelled, as the water was quite loud.
She could barely even make out what the stallion said but whatever. Morgan took a few more steps forward into the water as she tried to cross the opposite side the stallion was on.

♛𝓛𝓘𝓛𝓨♛

|Flowers blossom only when you smile|

|:|Mare|:|13 years|:|Gipsy Vanner|:|Herd: Basilo's|:|Tags: Herd|:|

Lily begun to groom her foal's short mane and flicked her tail. She soon saw Juliette walk away. Maybe she wanted some time alone, or... A foal? The mare got really excited at first, knowing that there would be a foal to be born soon. After a while, she decided to find Juliette. She trotted around, Making sure her filly would follow her. Maybe it was better that there would be another foal, because Ziva would have someone to play with. She soon found Juliette and smiled sweetly as she saw a small colt lay beside her. ''Oh, wow Juliette. He is one handsome colt.''She complimented the mare and her foal.

♛𝓢𝓐𝓥𝓐𝓝𝓝𝓐𝓗♛

|Don't be like a pray. Be smooth like a snake|

|:|Mare|:|12 years|:|Gipsy Vanner|:|Herd: Cerberus'|:|Tags: Herd|:|

The mare nodded and begun to trot back to Cerberus. ''Oh, Cerberus~''The mare said, in a sing-song voice. ''Look what little Inez has~ I believe he's yours? If so, congrats boy!~''She said and stopped trotting. She walked beside her stallion and then looked at Inez, approaching with her colt. ''Isn't he sweet? Just imagine having more foals on their way soon. That includes ours~ Just imagine how cute it would be.''The mare said. ''I personally want a filly...~''She whispered smoothly in his ear.

♛𝓐𝓜𝓐𝓡𝓐♛

|The truth is out there but the lies are still in your head|

|:|Mare|:|13 years|:|Gipsy Vanner|:|Herd: Karlos'|:|Tags: Karlo's herd|:|

Amara looked around her and she hoped a stallion would try to snake her away. She wanted to be gone from this herd! She completely hated the two and she thought that the Irish draft was stupid for not giving up and trying to take the mares for himself. He must have some brain damage or something. She really disliked most mares in this herd. She only liked the mares from Jericho's herd because she has gotten used to them. Amara snorted impatiently and pawed the ground, waiting. She let out a whinny, trying to catch another stallion's attention. Preferably one that was watching. She stopped and refused to follow the herd. She remained right where she was. It was weird for stallions to move the herd away- wasn't the lead mare supposed to do that? She lowered her head to graze, refusing to follow at all. This herd was messed up. No lead mare, and there were two stallions leading it- along with tons of mares that were entering her personal space! But now, thinking about it, she missed Jericho. He was so sweet and gentle. She got kinda attached to him and also, she was carrying his foal. She wanted to go back to him, but she had no idea how.

♛𝓖𝓗𝓞𝓢𝓣♛

|Your soul will always be free|

|:|Mare|:|18 years|:|Mustang|:|Herd: Wildfire's|:|Tags: Wildfire, Aden's herd|:|

The mare snorted and kicked the tall friesian. She begun to trot away from the two herds annoyed. She went far away from the two and lowered her head down to graze. She spotted a white mare in the distance that was from the bigger stallion's herd.
She must be as fed up as she was, of course. Ghost snorted angrily and pinned her ears back. She already hated the tall stallion and his whole herd. And Wildfire... He was judged because he was ''too young'' to even have mares. It was true, he was young, but the friesian totally wasn't even half smart like he was. Why was such a stallion so weak and scared to fight stallions his size and leave the youngster alone? Probably because he had some brain damage or something.
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[Limestone]

Dakota

Dakota | Stallion | 10 year | Quarter horse | curious |Herd; none yet | Foals; 0 | Mares; 0| Tag; open

Dakota, skipped to a graceful attentive stop with his ears pricked forward listening. He thought he saw another horse, a mare. Dakota nickered to the other horse in the distance. (He is bickering to Raven. Hope that's ok.) he took a slow but confident step forward, stretching his neck out to the other horse off in the distance as a greeting.

[sharklord]

Luna|Mare|Heat: 0|Stallion: Washington|Tags: Herd, Sarah
Hudson|Colt|Dam: Luna|Sire: Mark|Mares: Too Young|Tags: Herd, Sarah
Luna stumbled and quickly nodded to the mare. Luna found a nice spot, away from her herd but close enough. Her foal kicked again. Luna groaned. -fade-

Hudson blinked. The world was bright! Hudson saw a mare beside him, and laid his muzzle on her back. The mare raised his head, and he knew it was his mother. "Mama!" He squeaked out, and tried to stand. After a few fails, he managed to stand, and wobbly made his way to his mother's head and stomach. Hudson nursed for a bit, then blinked up at his mother. "My little colt. You would make your father proud. I'm going to call you Hudson River, but mainly Hudson. Do you like that?" Luna nuzzled her colt. "Hudson! I am Hudson!" The little colt neighed, and nudged his mother. Luna weakly stood, and flicked her tail. "Do you want to meet my herd?" Luna asked her son, and after a gleeful neigh, Luna slowly nudged Hudson towards the herd, supporting him when he stumbled. Luna stopped when she saw her old friend from the barn not far off. Sarah disappeared after a minute, she had been galloping, like she was being chased. Luna kept Hudson going, and after a minute or two, they reached the herd..

[redbonnet6]

⦕𝕮𝖔𝖊𝖚𝖗 𝕯'𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙⦖

| 𝕮𝖔𝖊𝖚𝖗 | Mare | 5 years | Akhal-Teke | 15.3hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; N/A |

❝I've always loved the idea of not being what people expect me to be.❞

Coeur placed one hoof in front of the other. She was completely and utterly bored out of her mind. Her ears constantly alert; swiveling around, even if the rest of mind was drifting in the clouds. Today, had been so boring. In fact, she thought, she had not had any fun since the humans disappeared. She could no longer go to shows; meaning she could no longer show off to the other horses how much better she was than them. For each show her owner would groom her to the best of her ability, braid her hair in uncomfortable but complimentary braids, and she would make sure Coeur was eating and exercising regularly. Now, she was stuck in the wilderness; with no one paying attention to her she might add. Coeur pinned her ears back in an annoyed fashion before beginning to bite at a hotspot she had formed on her whither. She had not exactly noticed it for the fact that she thought she was just getting a fly. But in actuality she had been so anxious in this new environment. The mares hotspot had become red the moment she touched it, then the pain finally set in. Coeur nickered in frustration, "Ouch!". She stopped touching it and scowled; now upset with herself and her situation. She would so much rather be jumping, Even though she prefered dressage to jumping she would jump if that would make the humans return. Coeur lifted her head and though about the past year. She had heard other horses ever once and a while, but every time she searched for them she got lost on the rolling hills of plain. Hard to get lost on, she knows, but some how she had succeeded in getting herself lost every single time. She was ready to give up on trying to survive off the minimal food provided, she was left to grazing, and their was never oats.

⦓𝔻𝕖𝕠𝕣𝕔 𝔸𝕖𝕝𝕗𝕤𝕔𝕪𝕟𝕖⦔

| 𝔸𝕖𝕝𝕗𝕤𝕔𝕪𝕟𝕖 | Mare | 4 years | Russian Saddle | 15.2hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; (reserved) |

❝You don't need a reason to help people.❞

Aelfscyne trotted down a hill to see a nearby river. The mare came closer. She knew she would no longer be able to drink from a bucket... but the river looked so terrifying. She was so thirsty. She couldn't take another second without a drink. She pinned her ears back warily. She reached the waters edge and drank to her hearts content; quickly. Soon she had her fill and lifted her head. But just as she did she looked forward to see a giant fish jumping out of the water towards her. The frightful mare squealed in fear as she was splashed with a decent amount of water. She quickly darted away from the river in order to escape from her peril. Her withers shook in fear, as the semi-soaked horse began to breathe deeply through her nostrils. "I am never doing that again" she thought, but she knew she would need to.

⦑ αєƒяє αяѕση ⦒

| αяѕση | Mare | 7 years | Akhal-Teke | 16.1hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; (any herd that wants to notice her) |

❝A bully is playing a game, one that he or she enjoys and needs. You're welcome to play this game if it makes you happy, but for most people, it will make you misrable.❞

Arson stood atop a ledge looking down on a group of horses about a thousand yards away. The only reason she could tell they were horses was because of her elevation. The mare smirked but stood still. If they would notice her watching. It would be on their own accord. Her tail flicked in excitement. She had not had anyone to play trick on in so long. She was ready to put her plan in action. First she would get a sense of names and personalities, then she would pick the weak links to test for hidden traits, and last of all she would test for high quality. She dipped her head half way to get a better view, the question she had on her mind was whether or not the stallion would suit her liking. It had been a challenge at first to get use to her new surroundings, but after a few days of watching herds, she had realized that within each group their was a pecking order. And each group stallion had a rank based on age, experience, and how many mares they had. A younger stallion with few mares was at the bottom of the totem pole. If he had formed a herd with another bachelor he was higher up. If the stallion was experienced and evenly aged, he would likely be in the middle. Then the older stallions with a lot of muscle mass and many mares were at the top, because of the amount of intelligence and strength. Now the old stallions would have the most mares most likely, but get picked on frequently by young stallions snaking mares because he is too weak to fight. Slowly this stallion would become older and older with fewer mares until passing away. Or at least most times, she thought. A few times she had seen a younger stallion win in a battle. Or a bachelor be left behind by his allied bachelor, because of his lack of strength after battle.

Crystalline Image

| Crystalline | Mare | 10 years | Andalusia | 17.0hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; N/A |

❝Stay strong and make them wonder how you are still smiling.❞

Crystalline huffed in anger as she trotted across the field. Her haunches following nicely behind her, it pleased her she still remembered some of the tricks her mother had taught her. Her mother had said that they were human tricks. Her mother had been a human horse; used to teach the smaller humans how to ride. Crystalline let her eyes fall to the ground and her eyes water, why did her mother have to die? Maybe if she was faster she could have pushed her out of the way of that pot hole. Her mothers vision had been going, and she had not noticed the dip in the ground. After her mother died she never felt the same. She felt bitter. She strived for perfection rather than excellence. She put herself down for things she didn't have control over. She hated herself because she wasn't normal. Because she wasn't as great as her mother. Her mother was respected by the stallions, while every stallion she had met had tried to take advantage of her.

Deep Copper

| Copper | Mare | 3 years | Akhal-Teke | 16.2hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; Reserved(Aesthetic) |

❝I love it when i catch you looking at me.❞

Copper walked slowly across the plato. She felt so tired and warn out from running around. Even though she was alone she still got a slight kick out of racing to beat her record. She measured her record by placing a stick at either side of the plato. She would count how long it would take her to race across each time to entertain herself. She had noticed she would just get slower each time. Duhhh, she though, i'm stupid. So short story shorter, she pooped herself out, and now she was gonna graze for the rest of the day. Unless, she saw a stallion. Now that would be interesting. Since last stallion she saw was fighting, so she got scared off. At least this time if their was a fight she would watch for the winner.

The Silver Arrow

| Arrow | Mare | 5 years | Hanoverian | 15.0hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; Don Felipe |

❝My Shyness has ruined so many opportunities.❞

Arrow pressed her pretty pink nose to the soil and took in the scent with her nostrils. The fragile cream colored mare would make sure she didn't smell any others before she became relaxed enough to eat. Her ears swiveled backwards to hear if anyone came up behind her when something flashed infront of her eyes. She reared up in the air and squealed in fear. Her eyes quickly followed after the butterfly that had spooked her. Arrow landed back on the ground with a sigh, and with that she felt very ashamed of herself. With a slight sob, Arrow thought about how pathetic she was, she felt helpless. Helpless to the harsh environment, and to the herds probably lurking around. They were probably just waiting to find a helpless mare to capture into their clutches. They could so easily put her through so much panic, just by speaking. She wondered if they realized what they were doing.

The Rogue of Night

| Blood | Mare | 8 years | Hanoverian | 16.0hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; N/A |

❝People only get jealous when they care....❞

Blood lay on the ground staring into the distance, her bay tail flicking side to side. She supposed it was irregular for horses to lay on the dirt, since most slept while they stood. But she wanted to try it; take a nap on the ground. Her vision blurred before blinking away her sleepiness. She had been so hungry, but her sleepiness overwhelmed her. Blood was to lazy to go and find a good spot to graze in, so instead she placed her ears back in a comfortable position and laid her head back down. Any animal would be stupid to mess with a mare like her. So she guessed she had nothing to worry about for a while till after her nap. A sudden burst of wind blew her hair in front of her eyes, and annoyed she huffed. The bulky mare stood and prepared to resume her duties of looking for a herd. Their was no rest until she found a home, she supposed.

The Subtle Silhouette

| Silhouette | Mare | 1.5 years | Hanoverian | 13.2hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; Feather and Thowra |

❝It hurts when i want to express what i feel but all i can do is stay quiet.❞

Silhouette had drifted off staring into the distance. A flicker in her blurry vision began to run her way. "Thats odd...", so Silhouette blinked a few times. Maybe there was something in her eye. Her eyes focused and the flicker turned into a huge palomino stallion. The young mare's eyes widened in fear. Silhouette pinned her ears back and stood their in shock. Once the stallion got close enough to touch he circled her. She thought up a plan quickly. If she bolted now he would catch her in seconds, but maybe... The large stallion stopped in front of her. Silhouette looked up to stare him in the eye. A look of fear, fear of the unknown. She took a step closer, then when she got close enough so she was practically under the tall stallion. She nipped his shoulder roughly, then quickly bolted. He was going to get her. It was useless. She was so small and young. She paused once she reached her sister; pooped out from running. She hung her head in defeat, she wouldn't dare to look at him. She flared her nostrils and quickly sucked air in then out. Faster and faster.

The Gold Tipped Feather

| Feather | Mare | 5 years | Hanoverian | 15.3hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; Silhouette, Thowra |

❝Fortune favors the bold.❞

Feather frowned the stallion had directly ignored her for her sister. She felt pained. The stallion must be blind, she thought. When her sister reached her side she deliberately ignored her. Turning her rump towards the filly. This would be interesting. Having the both of them in the same herd. The golden mare started to graze and acted like she didn't notice the stallions disrespectful actions. Feather raised her head and walked towards the other mares. The palomino would probably be busy asking her sister about her life story.

Purely Royal

| Princess | Mare | 2.5 years | Hanoverian | 15.0hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; Sunny and Crystal |

❝We can't all be princesses, because someone has to clap when i go by.❞

Princess bowed to the stallion. "I am Purely Royal, or Princess for short." She stood back up and smiled. "Its nice to finally find someone to talk to.", she gratefully got close enough to touch him, then nuzzled his neck with her soft nose. She watched his movements in case he were to pull away in surprise, or worse, he could kick her. Crystal might be annoyed, she suspected, some horses didnt like new mares. Princess did not expect she was doing the introduction right. He probably thought she was weird. She has not seen another horse since her mother when she was a filly.

[Insignia.Peril]

Poetry in Motion | Serena | Filly | 1 year | Arabian | Herd; none | Foals; 0 | Heat stage; not in heat | Tag; open

Reserved for Jericho

Keep on Keepin' on | Kepner | Mare | 4 years | Appaloosa | Herd; none | Foals; Cody | Tag; Aden and Aden's herd (Angel, Dahlia), Cody | Heat stage; not in heat

Reserved for Aden

Long Lost | Lexie | Mare | 6 years | Arabian | Herd; none | Foals; 0 | Heat; not in heat | Tag; Silence, Hera

Lexie swiveled her ears toward the sound of another horse. It sounded near, but the mare did not mind as she had tired of being alone. Perhaps they wished to claim her and have her be of some use. She longed for the days she was a companion mare for others - there was not much use for a pasture puff without a pasture. The bay flicked her tail as she lifted her head, chewing on the bite of grass that was in her mouth. It appeared as though she had been spotted by a smaller herd of two; a mustang stallion and a heavily pregnant friesian mare. Both looked younger than herself, and she was a bit skeptical of the stallion for now, so she hoped he would convince her that he was worthy of her time.

Sunset Boulevard | Sunny | Stallion | 15 years | Gypsy Vanner | Mares; Crystal | Coverings; 1 | Tag; Crystal, Princess (mention)

Sunny listened to Crystal's story, noting the hint of sadness in her voice as she spoke of her lost companion. He nodded in understanding. It must have been terrible to lose such a close companion. The stallion groomed her comfortingly. "I am so sorry for your loss. It had been a brutal winter and how terrible it must have been to lose a companion in that manner." He turned his ears as he heard the mare by the stream approach, and the stallion turned to greet the new mare. Not wanting to be rude to Crystal by not answering her question, he nickered reassuringly, letting her know he would continue after he greeted the mare. He had noticed Crystal had called her over, he hoped the mare would not find that odd. It was usually the stallion that did that, but Sunny didn't mind. He was inexperienced, although his age would say otherwise, in the way of courting mares although he had many foals from his life before. This was all different for him. "Hello," he replied to Princess. "My name is Sunny, and this is Crystal," the stallion said humbly. He turned his head to point out the dappled gypsy vanner to the newcomer, showing off a few old scars by doing so. "Who might you be?" He could sense something was a bit different about this mare but he couldn't quite figure out what it was, exactly.

Under Seattle's Lights | Merideth | Mare | 7 years | Arabian | Herd; Basilio's (Juliette, Lily, Ziva) | Foals; 0 | Heat stage; stage 4| Tag; Basilio and herd(Juliette, Lily, Ziva

"Hello, I'm Merideth," the mare replied, noting her behavior was a tad too much. She backed off slightly, standing just far enough away to get a look at the other mares in his herd. One of them looked very unhappy that she was flirting with her stallion. The mare was jet black, and Merideth learned that her name was Juliette. She might be the lead mare of the herd, which would be vital information for Merideth in the future. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Basilio." she added with a sweet smile.

Dash of Class | Daesi | Mare | 20 years | Arabian | Herd; Thowra's |
Foals; Diana, Lucy, Merideth, Lexie, Serena | Tag; herd

The mare noticed a couple of mares trying to get the stallion's attention, so she decided to make herself comfortable for the time being. She flicked her tail before making her way to the rest of the herd's mares. Keeping her body language relaxed so they wouldn't perceive her as a threat, she walked up to the mare called Caribou and nickered a hello to her. The younger mare was obviously in heat, and wanting attention. Daesi knew that she might be agitated and aggressive in this state, so she tried to keep a little ways away from her just in case.

Dancing in the Rain | Diana | Mare | 12 years | Arabian | Herd; none | Foals; Zola | Heat stage; stage 3 | Tag; Reserved for Mark, Ameena

Ameena was right. A lone horse was a dead horse. The mare sighed deeply, thinking of her yearling filly. Would she still be alive after such a harsh winter? She had nothing to her - the filly was so small and fragile... Diana shook out her mane, looking for a distraction from her thoughts. She saw Ameena wading into the water and decided to follow, walking slowly into the cool water. It felt so nice on her hot skin. She whinnied to Ameena in a playful tone, using her front leg to splash in the water.

Zodiac Princess | Lucy | Mare | 9 years | Arabian | Herd; Riot's | Foals; 0 | Heat stage; pregnant (1/4 seasons) | Tag; herd

The mare nuzzled her nose into the stallion, letting him know she was alright. She would find out soon if she was carrying their child. It made her feel happy, knowing that she was now a part of his herd. Not only a part of the herd, but she might even be carrying Riot's foal. She was finally on her way to building a family of her own just like her mother had done. She nickered softly as the stallion groomed her and she scratched his back gently, carefully avoiding his wounds. "I would love to meet the herd," she replied calmly, looking forward to meeting the rest of her new family. She smiled, waiting for him to herd her back to the rest of the mares as was the polite thing to do. Horses must wait for the more dominant horse to move the less dominant horse's feet.

Grand Legend | Zola | Filly | 1 year | Arabian | Herd; Riff's | Foals; 0 | Heat stage; not in heat | Tag; Herd

The filly saw the pained look in Pepper's eyes and nodded her head slightly as she said she needed to go. She watched, confused as the mare waddled away. She knew the mare was about to foal, but was unsure why she had chosen to leave the safety of the herd. Perhaps she would need to wait until she was older to fully understand. After the lead mare had showed her dominance, she nickered in a friendly tone and Zola responded with one of her own before she bent her head to graze. Although she wasn't particularly hungry, the filly found herself alone now that the two mares had left to foal. She picked her head up to find Ohanzee and Riff grooming each other while she chewed the mouthful of grass. She let her mind wander a little, thinking about her future in the herd. Perhaps she'd make a fine mother some day, but for now the thought made her cringe slightly. It was scary to think that a foal would grow in her belly someday... The filly's ears pricked when she noticed Ohanzee had approached her. "Thank you," she nickered in reply. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well. I'm very thankful that your stallion and herd found me. I'm not sure how much longer I could have made it on my own.." Her voice showed a hint of sadness and she bent to scratch an itch, merely as an excuse not to look at the mare. It made her feel ashamed to think that she wasn't able to survive without the help of others. Maybe this was how a yearling was supposed to feel.
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[Lavellan]

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Wash ● Stallion ● American Warmblood ● 11 Years ● Mares: Dove/Flannery/Luna ● Coverings: 1 ● Tags: Dove/Flannery/Genesis/Luna

Smiling lightly as the paint mare spoke, Wash listened carefully. Turning his head as she spoke of Muerto, he nodded. "Yes, he's mine." He said softly, pride bubbling behind his words. "His name is Muerto, his mother is Dove." Nodding to the gray paint mare as he spoke her name, he looked back to Luna as she spoke again. Chuckling as the mare spoke again, Wash nodded his head, smiling. "Of course, you are more than welcome to join." He nickered softly. Looking to the other mare, who had been quiet this whole time, he dipped his head. "Of course, Miss, you are more than welcome to join us, as well." Smiling, he turned, facing his herd once more. Spotting Flannery, a look of delight on her face, he chuckled, striding forward. Touching his muzzle to hers, he began to groom the spotted mare's shoulder, glad that she had remained, and hadn't left with the other stallion. With winter now two seasons behind them, Wash had built up his bulk once more, his muscles fine trimmed and no sign of his skeletal structure any longer.

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Stallion ● Lusitano ● 7 Years ● Mares: Ohanzee/Taylor/Pepper/Secret/Zola ● Coverings: 1 ● Tags: Herd

Pale eyes almost glued to Menhit, totally adoring of the little filly, Riff's ears shot up as he heard a frantic call. Was that Secret's foal? Was it alright? Where was Secret? He was ready to move away to find out, but Pepper moved first, nudging him to tell him she would investigate. Nudging her neck as she moved away, Riff watched her leave for a moment, before travelling back to where he had left Ohanzee and Zola. He heard the filly's last words, about how she wouldn't have lasted out there alone, and so he paused at the filly's side, ruffling her mane playfully. "Well, we couldn't just leave you there, could we, Miss Zola?" He said softly, smiling down to the bay filly. Looking to Ohanzee, an easy smile on his face, he considered the difference in their relationship over the last year. The relationship between he and his lead had turned from one of icy distrust to an ease that resembled an early friendship. Bumping Ohanzee's muzzle sweetly, Riff cast a glance back in the direction the foal's cry had come from, hoping all was alright.

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Elphie ● Mare ● Knabstrupper ● 9 Years ● Stallion: None ● Heat Stage: 3 ● Tags: Mark's Herd

Entire body flinching as the stallion nickered to her, Elphaba felt her body breaking out into a cold sweat. There'd be no way to get away from the stallion now, he'd snake her and hurt her and make her join him. Breathing quickly, the nervous mare's muscles bunched as the stallion moved, but he was merely... showing off? Blinking quickly, Elphie glanced around her. Was he showing off... for her? She watched his movements, ears pricked and head tilted lightly. He stopped, looking to her again, and so Elphie took a number of tentative steps forward, returning a nicker to him. She paused a little bit off from his herd, watching carefully in case any of his mares tried to attack him. Her pulse raced in her ears, her knees trembling, but the spotted mare didn't run, waiting to see what this herd would do with her.

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Riz ● Mare ● Kathiawari ● 13 Years ● Stallion: Diablo ● Heat Stage 4 ● Tags: Jolene/Diablo

With a sharp squeal, Rizzo dodges the mare's nip, the other mare's teeth not connecting with skin, but rather plucking out the hairs on her neck. Pinning her curved ears, Rizzo retaliated right back to the mare, teeth bared and moving towards the other's withers. Aiming a bite to her shoulder - much more force behind it than a mere nip - Riz' large hooves churned up the dirt as she wheeled away from the mare, tail flagged and ears pinned. Moving several paces away, the exotic mare reared up, attempting to butt the other mare with her knees. Despite the ferocity of her act, Riz didn't lash out with her sharp hooves. The mare had a young filly, and doing damage that might become infected might lead to a whole lot more trouble than she was trying to cause. Landing with all four hooves on the ground, ears pinned and head snaked, Rizz turned away with a snort. What she was doing was worthless. She was annoyed and flustered, but shouldn't take it out on this mare. Grunting to the lead mare, ears still pinned, she then moved away, lowering her head to graze. Flicking her heavily scented tail, she suddenly realized that the reason she was so heated was... well, her heat. Finding her gaze landing on the stallion, she noted that there would be one easy way to rid herself of this annoyance... No. Not him. Anyone but him.

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Nick ● Colt ● Kathiawari ● 1 Year ● Stallion: Diablo ● Tags: Diablo/Elena

Snorting lightly as the stallion pushed him away, Kenickie huffed, taking a high stepping trot around the outskirts of the herd. Mark used to talk to him, used to tell him things. This stallion just pushed him away. Stopping as the stallion nudged the arabian mare's muzzle, the youngster tilted his head, looking around him. This stallion was successful, almost as successful as Mark had been - well, before they were taken. Letting his curved ears droop lightly, the colt looked around, spotting the pretty bay mare that he had been interacting with earlier. Skittering up to her, nose outstretched, he noted her disturbed nature. "Are you alright?" He asked sweetly, head tilted lightly to the side.

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Mare ● Paint Mare ● 4 Years ● Stallion: Cerberus ● Heat Stage: 0 ● Tags: Savannah
Colt ● Paint/Shire Cross ● One Season ● Stallion: Cerberus ● Tags: Savannah

Watching Savannah trot easily to Cerberus, announcing their arrival, Inez dipped her head sheepishly. Lowering her nose to Baltimore's side, grooming her foal lightly, she chuckled as the youngster hid behind her, the colt's bright eyes peeping out from behind her rear. The young mare watched the colt, wonder burning behind her eyes. Her little son, the not-so-small bundle of fluff that she and Cerberus had created, that was real and healthy. Looking over to the large stallion, some sort of love burning behind her heart, she lowered her head, beginning to graze to gather her strength back.

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Kairi ● Mare ● Mixed Breed ● 7 Years ● Stallion: Santos ● Heat Stage: Covered (1 Season) ● Tags: Sweetie/Santos

No longer feeling hoofbeats alongside her, Kalokairi slowed, spotting Sweetie lowering her head to graze. Her heart sank, seeing the filly moving so far away. She hadn't wanted this -she had just wanted Santos to join them. Lowering her head, ears flicked to the side. Moving back towards the stallion, nickering softly, Kairi moved her nose to his shoulder, grooming him gently. She didn't want Sweetie to leave, but Santos' earlier actions had ruled the possibility of the filly staying with him. Tugging gently as Santos' mane, she moved away, looking to the stallion with worry in her eyes. "Should we move on?" She asked, tilting her head lightly, "Try to find some new herd members?"

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Nina ● Mare ● Hackney Mare ● 7 Years ● Stallion: None● Heat Stage: 3 ● Tags: Royal

A chestnut ear flicked back as Eponine heard the stallion approach, and, with a cute flag of her tail, she paused, turning to look to the handsome stallion. She pricked her ears forward, holding her head high - her millimeter perfect show stance, practiced for the last number of years of her life. "Greetings." she nickered, allowing her gaze to travel shamelessly over the stallion. "Aren't you in luck, sir. I just so happen to be unclaimed by any herd just yet." She spoke in a low tone, her entire body oozing confidence. He wasn't the first stallion she'd encountered, and she wanted him to know that. Lowering her nose to allow the stallion to catch her scent, she curved her neck perfectly as she raised it once again. "My name is Eponine." She said, speaking her own name as though she were royalty.

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Mare ● Arabian Cross ● 6 Years ● Stallion: Karlos ● Heat Stage: Covered ● Tags: Kenai/Karlos and Herd

Huffing to Kenai as she tried to steal her attention, Daae huffed to her sister as the stallion granted her the attention she needed first. Lifting her tail almost obediently, she stood still, patiently waiting for him to make his move.
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Shaking out her mane as the stallion moved away, Daae lowered her head, the green grass tempting below her nose. Raising her head as the stallion finished with Kenai, Daae bumped her sister's shoulder, teasing the other mare with the fact that she got her attention first. Hearing the stallion introduce himself, she dipped her head, to him first, and then the mare and foal. "My name is Daae." she purred, her voice deliberately too-sweet. Noticing the mare with the colt move towards the stallion, her tail flagged, Daae looked away, giving them some privacy. Her eyes falling on the small chestnut colt, she nickered softly to him. He was a cute little thing, alright.

[nat13]

Elena

| Mare | 3 years old | Form | Kabarda breed | No foals |

tags: Diablo, Lyric, Jolene, Rizzo, Kenickie, Fantasy, Ella, Avril

Elena's eyes widened as a small filly approaches her from Jolene's side and attempts to suckle. She pricked her ears down to the small filly, studying her. Opening her mouth, she begins to ask for her name when she begins to whinny. The mare quickly realizes that the fight for lead mare was about to begin and jumps forward to stand in front of the little foal. "I'm so sorry, darling, but I can't let you get closer while they fight. If they start bucking, they may accidentally kick you, and I can't let that happen." She nickered, lowering her head down to her. "I'm here to protect you. I know you might think that you wont get hurt, but I'm here to make sure you stay safe, just in case." Glancing back at Jolene as she nipped Rizzo, Elena turned back to the foal. "I'm Elena." She said with a smile, her ears still pricked towards the mares. She may have to protect Kenickie too, but Elena would not do so without Rizzo asking her to. She looked down and saw just how excited the filly was. Taking a step back, she allowed the foal to watch what was happening, but also stayed close to her to make sure she didn't interfere.
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The mare sighed in relief when Rizzo backed away from Jolene. She considered both of the mares her friends and would hate for either to get hurt. She stood back a little, giving the filly space so she could go to her mother. She watched Rizzo, sensing she was in heat. She was sure Diablo would eagerly take care of it, but would the mare allow it, considering her reactions towards him before? She doubted it, but maybe she'd let him. Elena heard a voice beside her and turned her head towards the colt. "Yes, I am. Thank you for asking." She nickered with a smile. He was definitely a sweet little thing, and it made her happy to know he cared for her. "It's just... a lot's been going on. But I'm alright." Elena smiled again, flicking her tail. She bent her head down to graze, inviting Kenickie to do the same.

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Texas Rose > mare > 9 years > Herd; Merlot's > heat stage; in foal(pregnant) > tags; Morning Glory, Merlot, Herd and Milly

Texes Rose sighed as she grazed. Her stomach has gotten bigger from the goal growing inside of her. She would be foaling sometime between the ending of summer and the beginning of fall.

Morning Glory > mare > 1 years old > herd; Merlot's > heat stage; 0 > tags; Texas Rose, Merlot, and herd

Morning Glory watched her mom, Morning Glory was gonna have a new brother or sister soon. The yearling was now weaned from her mother. She started to nibble at the grass by her hooves

Xena > mare > 15 years old > herd; none > heat stage; 3 > tags; Riot and his herd

Xena started to move close to the herd. The friesian sport horse let out a on unsure winnie to the herd. She has watched the stallion fight and he came out on top. Xena then stopped as to not invade, she was ready to run if anyone made one wrong move.

Taffy > mare > 15 years old > herd; none > heat stage; preggo but foal will die > tags; Jericho and his herd

Taffy looked at the Clyde stallion, she then spoke "I am Taffy, nice to meet you Jericho" she answered as she looked at the other mares in his herd. They looked good, and the Clyde looked good, she saw him fight and he could protect his mares.

Don Felipe > stallion > 15 years old > herd; none > tags; Kathida

Don Felipe looked at the mare, and listened to her talk. The stallion shook his mane out as he answered the mare "I am half friesian half paint horse, my father was the paint horse he he won many world championships, and thats a nice name, and I don't know what my mom was thinking, but it's my name and I guess I am stuck with it all my life" the stallion answered the mare as he looked at her "if the Foals have my ears and not yours, will you still love the foal?" the stallion asked.

Stella > mare > 12 years old > herd; Griffin's > heat stage; 3 > tags; Griffin's Herd

Stella then squealed and kicked out a little as the stallion mounted her. She braced herself with his weight bearing down on her, he was a little heavy but not much. She then flicked her tail as he dismounted as he nuzzled her shoulder and asked if she was okay. Stella nodded as she saw him go off after another mare. Stella lowered her head as she started to graze

Felicity > mare > 5 years old > herd; Mark's > heat stage; 4 > tags; Mark and his herd

Felicitystarted grooming Mark back, as he continued to move down her back she let out a squeal as she turned to him giving him permission to cover her.

[-Floflo le floo-]

♛𝓐𝓜𝓐𝓓𝓔𝓤𝓢♛

| Only brave kings sacrifice their queens |

|:|Stallion|:|8 Years|:|Akhal- Teke|:|Tags: Herd|:|Herd members: Cricket, Omusa, Chase & Rain|:|

Amadeus was pretty happy that they finally reached a sunflower field. This would make Cricket happy. The stallion trotted around, happily as he looked around. The area was pretty indeed. Chase did a very good job on leading them to the perfect place. He lowered his head down to graze a little bit, but he soon lifted it up and scanned his surroundings. He flicked his tail to get rid of the annoying flies and then trotted over to Chase and he begun to groom her. He thought Chase did a very good job in being lead mare. He was glad to have her.

♛𝓜𝓐𝓡𝓚♛

| I'm sweet when you make me happy, but i'm a killer when you make me angry |

|:|Stallion|:|14 years old|:|Appaloosa|:|Tags: Herd, Arabella, Elphabia|:|Herd members: Lady, Marielle, Pandora, Felicity|:|

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Mark trotted beside the mare and gently pressed his muzzle against hers to see if she was okay. He begun to gently groom her mane with care and he lifted his amazingly long tail up, happily. He then trotted around his mares and begun to shake his fluffy mane. He trotted around, dragging every single one of his mares' manes playfully. He then let out a nicker to the mare in the distance who still seemed to be quite far away. Mark snorted and decided to trot up to her. He didn't get too close though, he needed to give her the personal space she needed. He smiled sweetly at the mare and tried his best to not make her stressed. ''Hello.
I'm Mark~''He said sweetly with a small chuckle at the end. He also kept an eye on his mares. He wasn't too far from them. Actually, he was really close but a bit further away from the mare.

♛𝓓𝓘𝓐𝓑𝓛𝓞♛

| Devils are not the only sinners |

|:|Stallion|:|18 years|:|Friesian|:|Tags: Herd|:|Herd members: Elena, Riz, Kenickie, Jolene, Lyric|:|

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Diablo dismounted the draft mare and snorted. He suddenly felt the arabian mare bump into him, really wanting his attention. He begun to trot behind her as he could see that her heat scent was beginning to really drive her crazy. So, he'd do her a favor and get rid of it. He looked at Kenickie who seemed to stare though. He snorted and fist of all, he pushed the colt away from him. He felt like the colt already saw too much. His push was gentle though as he didn't want to annoy his mother. Though, if the colt would indeed get interested in covering, Diablo would have to teach him a lesson on how NOT to touch his mares. Ever. And that lesson would scar him for life probably. He turned back to Fantasy and trotted back to her.
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He dismounted his mare and walked beside her. He pressed his muzzle against hers to see if she was okay. After all, he probably was really heavy. He really thought that the mare would find it hard to support him, but in the end, things worked out. Now, here comes the hope... He hoped that none of his mares would die from giving birth. Or none of his foals would die...
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♛𝓡𝓞𝓜𝓔𝓞♛

| Roses are red, violets are blue, you're my obsession and i love you |

|:|Colt|:|Newborn|:|Rocky mountain x paint|:|Herd:Riff's|:|Tags: Pepper, Menhit|:|

Romeo looked up at a mare who seemed to be indeed really gentle with him. He pressed his muzzle against hers, cutely, wanting some love and attention. As he was encouraged to get up, Romeo tried his best. After a few failed attempts, he finally managed to get up. He blinked 3 times cutely and looked at a filly. Someone to play with! Wasn't that great? Romeo let out a soft snort. He looked up at the amazingly pretty mare who seemed to really want to take care of him. He walked right beside her and he begun to rub his coat against hers, trying to get some affection from his 'mother'. He did love attention a lot and would do anything for it. He saw a filly with a palomino coat trying to talk to him. Romeo stood silent for a second, trying to think of what he could say. ''I'm uh...''He stood silent for a moment trying to think. He did hear the lifeless mare whisper a name before she died. So that was his name then. ''Romeo...''He whispered shyly. The colt was really shy and he had no idea how to talk clearly to anyone. He'd have to get used to them first.

♛ 𝓟𝓡𝓘𝓝𝓒𝓔♛

|We will ever be royal |

|:|Colt|:|Newborn|:|Purebred Spanish horse x friesian|:|Herd: Aden's|:|Tags:Herd|:|

Prince let himself get groom by his mother. With all honesty, he enjoyed the attention and love. He begun to trot around his mother and bucked playfully. He let out a short whinny which was high- pitched of course. Prince looked around him as his mother begun to trot around. He let out a soft snort and then ran straight at her- but suddenly, he stopped. No, he couldn't just simply charge into her and knock her of. It's not like he could anyway... He let himself get groomed by his mother again. Prince watched his sire trying to claim more mares. Maybe he'd have to try it one day.

♛𝓐𝓝𝓖𝓔𝓛♛

|Friends are kisses blown to us by angels|

|:|Mare|:|8 years|:|Purebred Spanish horse|:|Herd: Aden's|:|Tags:Herd|:|

Angel walked over to her colt and groomed his short mane. She loved him so much already and she felt the need to protect him. If any other stallion or any other unknown mare gets too close to her foal, she'd have to kick! She flicked her tail and looked at Aden as he was trying to claim another mare. As her colt begun to buck playfully, Angel let out a soft snort. She trotted around her colt and then suddenly... From playing, it got to another grooming session. All with care. She couldn't help it but show so much affection to him. Prince was her main priority for now, and it will continue to be like that for a long time. Although, she wasn't happy that he will get chased out of the herd once he'd grow up.

♛𝓜𝓞𝓡𝓖𝓐𝓝♛

|Mornings have no sunrise without you by my side|

|:|Mare|:|14 years|:|Sabino|:|Herd: None//UNCLAIMED|:|Tags: Tyler |:|

As she was trying to cross the river, she heard a voice behind her. She looked at the stallion for a second and then back forwards. She didn't have time for interactions- especially when she was crossing a river with such strong current! ''Sorry, i'm crossing this river. I don't have time for sweet talks.''She yelled, as the water was quite loud.
She could barely even make out what the stallion said but whatever. Morgan took a few more steps forward into the water as she tried to cross the opposite side the stallion was on.

♛𝓛𝓘𝓛𝓨♛

|Flowers blossom only when you smile|

|:|Mare|:|13 years|:|Gipsy Vanner|:|Herd: Basilo's|:|Tags: Herd|:|

Lily begun to groom her foal's short mane and flicked her tail. She soon saw Juliette walk away. Maybe she wanted some time alone, or... A foal? The mare got really excited at first, knowing that there would be a foal to be born soon. After a while, she decided to find Juliette. She trotted around, Making sure her filly would follow her. Maybe it was better that there would be another foal, because Ziva would have someone to play with. She soon found Juliette and smiled sweetly as she saw a small colt lay beside her. ''Oh, wow Juliette. He is one handsome colt.''She complimented the mare and her foal.

♛𝓢𝓐𝓥𝓐𝓝𝓝𝓐𝓗♛

|Don't be like a pray. Be smooth like a snake|

|:|Mare|:|12 years|:|Gipsy Vanner|:|Herd: Cerberus'|:|Tags: Herd|:|

The mare nodded and begun to trot back to Cerberus. ''Oh, Cerberus~''The mare said, in a sing-song voice. ''Look what little Inez has~ I believe he's yours? If so, congrats boy!~''She said and stopped trotting. She walked beside her stallion and then looked at Inez, approaching with her colt. ''Isn't he sweet? Just imagine having more foals on their way soon. That includes ours~ Just imagine how cute it would be.''The mare said. ''I personally want a filly...~''She whispered smoothly in his ear.
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♛𝓐𝓜𝓐𝓡𝓐♛

|The truth is out there but the lies are still in your head|

|:|Mare|:|13 years|:|Gipsy Vanner|:|Herd: Karlos'|:|Tags: Karlo's herd|:|

Amara looked around her and she hoped a stallion would try to snake her away. She wanted to be gone from this herd! She completely hated the two and she thought that the Irish draft was stupid for not giving up and trying to take the mares for himself. He must have some brain damage or something. She really disliked most mares in this herd. She only liked the mares from Jericho's herd because she has gotten used to them. Amara snorted impatiently and pawed the ground, waiting. She let out a whinny, trying to catch another stallion's attention. Preferably one that was watching. She stopped and refused to follow the herd. She remained right where she was. It was weird for stallions to move the herd away- wasn't the lead mare supposed to do that? She lowered her head to graze, refusing to follow at all. This herd was messed up. No lead mare, and there were two stallions leading it- along with tons of mares that were entering her personal space! But now, thinking about it, she missed Jericho. He was so sweet and gentle. She got kinda attached to him and also, she was carrying his foal. She wanted to go back to him, but she had no idea how.

♛𝓖𝓗𝓞𝓢𝓣♛

|Your soul will always be free|

|:|Mare|:|18 years|:|Mustang|:|Herd: Wildfire's|:|Tags: Wildfire, Aden's herd|:|

The mare snorted and kicked the tall friesian. She begun to trot away from the two herds annoyed. She went far away from the two and lowered her head down to graze. She spotted a white mare in the distance that was from the bigger stallion's herd.
She must be as fed up as she was, of course. Ghost snorted angrily and pinned her ears back. She already hated the tall stallion and his whole herd. And Wildfire... He was judged because he was ''too young'' to even have mares. It was true, he was young, but the friesian totally wasn't even half smart like he was. Why was such a stallion so weak and scared to fight stallions his size and leave the youngster alone? Probably because he had some brain damage or something.
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