♘ Sanctuary (Wild Horse RP) Open and Accepting!

[Lavellan]

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Wash ● Stallion ● American Warmblood ● 10 Years ● Mares: Dove ● Coverings: 0 ● Tags: Dove

Chuckling lightly at the mare's reaction to his question, Wash swelled with pride. He had been captive all his life, and show horses are usually kept separate from mares until they are retired, as they might prove to be a distraction, but still, some deep rooted instinct told him that he had done well, that this was something to be proud of. And, that instinct told him what was to be next. The mare was already standing close to him, but he closed the distance anyway, moving his muzzle to her shoulder. Beginning to groom her pelt gently, he moved his touch from her shoulder, down to her flank, then to her rear, nudging her hip gently in a small movement to ask her permission to cover her. If he dealt with her heat now, there was less of a chance of another stallion stealing her from him, and, anyway, she was so far into her cycle that, chances were, she wouldn't refuse him. He could always get to know her afterwards.

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Stallion ● Lusitano ● 6 Years ● Mares: Ohanzee/Taylor/Pepper ● Coverings: 0 ● Tags: Herd

Feeling the pressure from Ohanzee's muzzle telling him to move away, Riff obliged with a light dip of his head. At least she hadn't injured him - that was a start. Nodding, telling her that moving was a good idea, his attention was caught by the other mare - Taylor - lashing out. That wouldn't work in his herd. Pinning his ears with a snort, he planned on moving in, but Ohanzee moved faster, bringing herself to Taylor's side. Riff raised his head, ears still pinned, but his face held an expression of amused shock. Ohanzee was proving to be a great lead mare. As Ohanzee and Taylor moved off, he noticed that Pepper seemed to hesitate, not wanting to move with the rest of the herd, and that wouldn't work for Riff. With a stern nicker, he rounded her up, pushing her to a trot towards his other mares. His stance was not one of snaking, however, and he moved with the regal elegance of his breed, almost floating along the ground. With a more playful nicker to Pepper, he sped up, extending his trot so he would catch up to the other mares. Cream mane and tail billowing behind him, the proud stallion flew across the terrain, the feeling of power, pride and strength that he held clear on his movements.

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Elfie ● Mare ● Knabstrupper ● 8 Years ● Stallion: None ● Heat Stage: 2 ● Tags: Secret/Legend

Listening to the horses in front of her, ears still flicking, Elphaba dipped her head, looking from one horse to the other. Legend and Secret - two wonderful names. Hopefully, she would be able to remember which one was which. Smiling sweetly as the pair confirmed that she was not intruding, she relaxed lightly, not much, but enough for her fidgeting to subside lightly. Shaking her bicoloured forelock out of her eyes, she looked to the stallion with sad eyes as he asked her the question. Her pink nostrils twitched lightly, then she lowered her head with a small sigh. "I'm not a wild horse," she admitted, tail clamped sadly to her rear. "I don't know if you've heard, but the humans have disappeared. I've never been alone before, and I am just so afraid of everything that's out here. I had heard stories about captive horses that got out, and then died in the wild, and I was so afraid that I might end up like one of those stories..." Her voice close to breaking, she looked away, ears drooping lightly. These seemed to be wild horses, they might think her a fool for being so upset by the human's disappearance. Taking a little step back, she flicked her tail nervously. Approaching strange horses was one of her biggest fears, and these two could so easily leave her out here to die - she considered herself to be more of a problem than a help.

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Riz ● Mare ● Kathiawari ● 12 Years ● Stallion: None ● Pregnant ● Tags: Open

Nostrils quivering with excitement, Rizzo picked up her large hooves daintily, crossing the terrain at an eager walk. She had always wanted to know the taste of freedom, and now, she had the chance. Her rounding belly - not yet noticable, but still growing - swam with the soft feeling of her foal moving inside her, and her heart was full to bursting. She was having her first foal, she was finally free, and the weather was brightening. Stopping at the crest of a hill, she looked out over the land beneath her. So much space to travel, so little time.

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Mare ● Paint Mare ● 3 Years ● Stallion: None ● Heat Stage: 2 ● Tags: Cerberus/Salem/Ivy

Completely ignorant of the stallion's mood, Inez watched him with bright eyes and a flagged tail, a small smile gracing her features as she looked from the stallion to the mare and her foal. The little colt was the cutest thing she had seen in a long time, and she couldn't comprehend why they wouldn't come closer. She longed to bound forward, to introduce herself to the little colt, but she didn't, something in the back of her mind telling her to stay put. The stallion moved closer to the mare and foal, and, sure enough, Inez was on his heels, barely a few paces behind him. The mare came forward to greet the pinto stallion, and, noting that the colt hesitated, Inez took her chance. Lowering her muzzle, she took a few strides forward, nickering softly to the little thing. The pinto colt was a sweet thing, wide eyes watching his dam carefully. Stopping so she didn't intrude in the colt's bubble, Inez extended her nose, eager to greet him.

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Kairi ● Mare ● Mixed Breed ● 6 Years ● Stallion: None ● Heat Stage: 0 ● Tags: Open

With a heavy heart, the unusually coloured Kalokairi trudged across the terrain. She had foals taken when they were old enough to leave, she even had foals taken from her after they were born, ... But she had never had any die. And to go through hours of painful labour, only to find that the filly that she had held so dearly laying lifeless in the shade beneath her... Well, that broke the nervous Kairi's spirit. She didn't care about the world around her anymore. A mountain lion could come up right now and touch her nose, and she would not care. Her nose almost touching the hard, dry dirt beneath her, she plodded along, the image of absolute sadness.

[Tornassuk]

Pepper | Mare | Arabian | 6 Years | Riff's Herd | Heat Stage: 1 |
Tags: Riff, Ohanzee, Taylor

Pepper perked up when Riff came over to her, but she saw that he had a commanding stance and tone and wanted her to move. Didn't need to tell her twice, Pepper was up and moving away from Riff towards the rest of the herd at a floating trot. Looks like she'll have to be near Taylor. Pepper shook her head while trotting. That's fine. Maybe Taylor will have calmed down a little by now. If not, Pepper won't be backing down as willingly as last time. Pepper's ears flicked back hearing Riff nicker. She turned her head slightly to see him picking up the pace, his beautiful tail flowing behind him. Pepper smiled slightly, starting to feel playful she shook her head side-to-side, picked up her pace and bucked twice. Pepper slid to a stop a couple of meters behind Ohanzee and Taylor. she turned around to face Riff and performed a tiny, playful rear.

Hera | Mare | Friesian | 2 Years | Herdless/Unclaimed | Heat Stage: 2 |
Tags: Silence

Hera grazed underneath an oak tree's shade, swishing her black and red tail to shoo away the flies landing on her. The mare kept flashing back to the events that happened a few days ago, when the human's disappeared. Being tied up to a trailer. Straining to break free from her halter. The menacing growls of starving dogs.
Hera still had her long, plush winter coat. The fur around her armpits were matted with the sweat she accumulated from running so much. Normally her human would brush it out with a metal curry comb, but she wasn't here anymore. The matted fur annoyed her, it pinched her skin, but she could do nothing. All she could hope for was the possibility that another horse could groom them out, and if that didn't work, she'd simply have to wait till she shed her winter coat and ignore it for now.
Hera's ears flicked forward and she paused her grazing. She could have sworn she heard something, but it was so quiet, too quiet to know what it was. She didn't hear anything else. Maybe it was nothing,but Hera was curious. She wanted to know for sure if she did hear something, and where that sound came from. Besides, what'd she have to lose by taking a little walk?
Hera moved away from the tree, in the direction of the noise at a trot. She thought about calling out into the wind, see if she would get a response, but she decided against it. Maybe it was something dangerous, she didn't want to signal her position to a potential predator. She wasn't the fastest runner, and she was all alone.
Hera crested over several hills before finally, she spotted what she assumed was the source of the noise. A blue roan stallion struggling to climb up an adjacent hill. He really didn't look too good. Hera whinnied to the stallion before loping over to the horse. She stopped just a couple feet away from the stallion. She lowered her head slightly and nickered, "Hey, you okay?"

Fable | Mare | Arabian | 10 Years | Herdless/Unclaimed | Heat Stage: 2 |
Tags: Jericho, Candy

Fable finished snacking on her grass and continued trotting on her merry way. Up and over several hills, crossing another field of made of young oat grass and up over some more hills before she finally reached her destination. The lake she had smelled earlier. It was nice size, appeared healthy. The Arabian mare spotted two horses not terribly far away, a large brown horse with stockings and a smaller, tovero patterned horse. Fable called out to them before carefully making her way down the hill to the lake. She stopped at the edge of the lake to take a quick drink before trotting her way over to the pair.

[eleutheromaniac.]

◤ Clashing of Thunder ◥

~Thunder~tagged;Merlot & friends~
◣~heat;(3)~mare~age;13◢

After watching the dog run around for a while, I continue on my journey of nothingness. I trot through the terrain at a good, even pace, trying to think positively. In all honesty, I don't feel so hopeless right now. Something about that dog gave me enough energy and excitement to carry on with my day. I neigh again, wondering if there is even a point to calling out into the crisp air. Then I see it. Three horses. I slow my pace, collecting my thoughts. It seems to be a stallion and a mare with a foal. They seem to be at ease, and I get a good vibe from the trio. I walk towards them slowly, my ears pricked in their direction. I whinny to the stallion. He seems strong but younger than myself, which doesn't bother me. I take note of the mares stance, and make sure not to get too close to her foal. I keep a safe distance away from the stallion, even though every bone in my body urges me to run to them.

ϟGuardian of Hell's Gatesϟ

Cerberus~tagged; Inez,Salem,Ivy~
ϟ~coverings;0~stallion~age;15ϟ

This young mare just keeps making me happy. I hardly have to worry about her leaving at all. She may be a little childish for my taste, but a mare is a mare and thats what matters. I lean out my own muzzle to the mother mare, trying to not look at her colt. I don't want to frighten her off. I watch her carefully, hoping that she would just relax already.

┌ Sweet Like Candy ┐

~Candy~tagged;Mark,Fable,&Jericho~age;12
└~in heat;(3)~mare~┘

The second stallion surprises me when he approaches. I back up toward Mark, checking him out before I decide to trust him. I look between the two stallions, expecting some sort of fight. That is what the legends said would happen, but I guess I'm in the real world now. A slight feeling of disappointment arises in me as Mark walks away. I pin my ears slightly and move to approach him when I hear the second stallions words. He's right. Though Mark is kind, he is injured and much younger. I'd be better off this way. Mark! I call after him. I nearly ask him to stay, but decide against it. It was nice meeting you. Good luck with your leg. I hope we run into each other again.With a soft sigh I turn to Jericho. I feel heat rise in my face when he compliments me. How kind of you! You're not to bad yourself. I reply. I glance up as another mare calls to us.

↘Sometimes Quiet is Violent↙

Silence~tagged;Hera~age;5
↗~coverings;0~stallion↖

By the time I am halfway down the hill and to the water, a mare comes near me. I perk my ears in her direction, pushing every thought of water to the back of my mind. I don't want to look week in front of her, and I try to stand up straight, but it doesn't work to well for me. Sweat dampens my coat, my mouth feels as if it is filled with sand, and my vision is starting to blur. I can't help it anymore. I need to get to the water. I'm okay, I just need... water. I reply in a breathless yet soft and soothing tone. I manage to stumble toward the water and take large gulps of it. I walk up to my chest in it, feeling the cool waves lapping at my body. I close my eyes and try to relax for a moment, then turn back to the mare and kindly beckon her to come closer with a nod of my head.

[-Floflo le floo-]

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|| Male/ Stallion || Loner || 8 years old ||Looks:Click || Crush: None right now || Tags: Cricket ||

He looked over the field and seemed to stare at something. It was a small baby deer. It seemed to be lost. ''Sure.'' He replied looking back at the mare. ''I see a baby deer. It will probably die since it's lost and it's pouring with rain. And it's also quite cold.'' He said and let out a small sigh.

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|| Female/ Mare || Loner || 7 years old || Looks: Click || Crush: None for now || Tags: OPEN||

The mare walked around grazing calmly. She flicked her tail from left to right and then put her head up, scanning her surroundings. She then put her head back down and continued grazing without no worries at all. She didn't really like the stallion who came a while ago- he seemed quite flirty and he might actually be quite greedy for mares in the end.

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|| Stallion/ Male || Loner || 9 years old || Looks: Click || Crush: None for now || Tags: OPEN||

Mark looked back at the two for a second. ''Hmph. Player.'' He said to the stallion before he completely walked away. ''even though i do have a injured leg, that doesn't mean i can't protect or defend...'' He said out loud to himself and lets out a sigh. He finally gets somewhere far away from the two. He sat on the soft grass and moved his leg a bit closer to his front legs. He then breaks the base of the flower in half and stretched his neck to his back leg, trying to put the now wet base on his injury. The flower had some sort of liquid in it's base. It was quite good for helping wounds to heal faster. It did begun to sting a bit more now- but it should be fine soon. He ate the rest of the flower since he didn't need it anymore and then stood up. He then begun walking around. Later, he will have to find the stallion and show him a thing or two. Mark didn't give up. Until he got what he wanted, he wouldn't stop.

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|| Female/ Mare || Loner || 6 years old || Looks: Click || Crush: None for now || Tags: OPEN ||

The female walked around and slowly scanned her surroundings. She stood alert in case of any
dangers and snorted. She decided to graze a little, so she did. She ate the grass and after she filled up her
tummy a little, she slowly lifted her head up looking at a herd quite far away- she could only see their silhouettes.
Electra then turned around, and went back to grazing calmly.

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|| Female/ filly || Loner || 6 months old || Looks Click || Crush: Lol no || Tags: OPEN ||

The small filly ran around the fields happily. She begun chasing a butterfly and let out a very happy and sweet neigh. Sweetie slowly stopped chasing it as she got tired. She stopped and watched the beautiful butterfly fly away. She then quickly turned around and begun hopping around the fields.

[lovestruck]

Ivy
-Mare • -10 years • -With foal, Salem, stage 3 heat • -Lone mare • -tags; Salem,Inez,Cerberus
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Ivy relaxed a bit, reaching out her muzzle and taking in the tovero stallion's scent. He seemed- okay. He hadn't looked at her colt yet- so maybe he didn't care. She cocked a hoof, a bit more relaxed now. The black mare watched the young mare warily as she approached her colt. The mare wouldn't harm a colt though, so Ivy's attention returned to the stallion. "I'm Ivy." Not wanting to draw attention to her colt again, she didn't introduce him.

Salem
-Colt • -3 months old •- no mares, too young • -tags; Inez,Cerberus,Ivy
_________________________________________________ Salem curiously looked at the mare approaching him with his ears perked forwards. Maybe she'd want to play! He nickered back excitedly and reach his muzzle out to her. He ran a few feet away, and ran back, before running further away agin on his long, thin legs. The pinto then stopped to see if she wanted to play and chase after him. He whinnied towards her excitedly. The little thing was always so playful.




Jericho
-stallion • -14 years old • -herd stallion- • tags; Candy,Fantasy
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Pride reached Jericho's chest. His very first mare! He'd always been on top at his old barn, getting all the mares, but they weren't hard to earn. He was glad the mare had accepted him. But- even better, and other mare called to them in the distance! Jericho gently gave Candy a nudge towards the new mare- an Arabian by the looks of her.
When hey had reached the mare who was heading towards them, Jericho decided to observe them both. He hadn't checked Candy yet and still needed to. The bay stallion trotted around the pair, smelling for any signs of other stallions. None. Foals? None. They both seemed to be in heat though. Jericho slowed and reached his nose out to the new mare in greeting, offering his scent.



Dove
- mare • - 4 years old • - no foals, stage 4 heat • - Washington • -tags; Washington
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Dove was glad to finally have a stallion. He would be able to protect her. The pinto mare watched as Washington moved closer to her. Dove let the stallion groom her eagerly. The pinto mare let out an excited huff. She moved her tail to the side and bumped her rump into the dark stallion's chest, giving him clear permission.

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[-Floflo le floo-]

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|| Male/ Stallion || Loner || 8 years old ||Looks:Click || Crush: None right now || Tags: Cricket ||

He looked over the field and seemed to stare at something. It was a small baby deer. It seemed to be lost. ''Sure.'' He replied looking back at the mare. ''I see a baby deer. It will probably die since it's lost and it's pouring with rain. And it's also quite cold.'' He said and let out a small sigh.

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|| Female/ Mare || Loner || 7 years old || Looks: Click || Crush: None for now || Tags: OPEN||

The mare walked around grazing calmly. She flicked her tail from left to right and then put her head up, scanning her surroundings. She then put her head back down and continued grazing without no worries at all. She didn't really like the stallion who came a while ago- he seemed quite flirty and he might actually be quite greedy for mares in the end.

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|| Stallion/ Male || Loner || 9 years old || Looks: Click || Crush: None for now || Tags: Rizzo||

As the injured stallion walked around, he saw a river. He needed to cross that- there seemed to be quite good-looking grass. And there were also more horses in the distance. He had no idea how to cross it though. He saw a older mare in the distance. Wow, the mares around here really were a bit older. There were quite a lot of them. He walked up to her and slowly approached her, trying not to scare her. ''Hello.'' He said and let his injured leg relax. ''I'm sorry to bother you- but do you know how to cross that river over there?"' He asked, looking at a river in the distance.

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|| Female/ Mare || Loner || 6 years old || Looks: Click || Crush: None for now || Tags: OPEN ||

The female walked around and slowly scanned her surroundings. She stood alert in case of any
dangers and snorted. She decided to graze a little, so she did. She ate the grass and after she filled up her
tummy a little, she slowly lifted her head up looking at a herd quite far away- she could only see their silhouettes.
Electra then turned around, and went back to grazing calmly.

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|| Female/ filly || Loner || 6 months old || Looks Click || Crush: Lol no || Tags: Kairi ||

As she trotted around the fields, she saw a mare in the distance. She let out a cute and sweet neigh, and trotted over to her, cutely. ''Hello!'' She said happily as she trotted around the mare, scanning her. She seemed pretty nice. Sweetie let out another neight with a tone of cuteness in her voice. She begun shaking her small mane and blinked a few times as she looked up at the mare.

[sharklord]

KAIA|4 years|Lone Mare|Heat: Stage 3| Tags:Jericho
Kaia had seen the stallion in the distance and had decided later to talk to him. She trotted over, trying to be as slow as possible, but it was hard to not go fast, when she hadn't seen another horse in days. She needed someone to talk to, and she was so lonely. Anyways, she had to go find a stallion, she needed a band, and it looked like this stallion, unlike the other she had seen weeks ago, had a band. She approached slowly and neighed a greeting. "Hello?" She called.

[eleutheromaniac.]

◤ Clashing of Thunder ◥

~Thunder~tagged;Merlot & friends~
◣~heat;(3)~mare~age;13◢

After watching the dog run around for a while, I continue on my journey of nothingness. I trot through the terrain at a good, even pace, trying to think positively. In all honesty, I don't feel so hopeless right now. Something about that dog gave me enough energy and excitement to carry on with my day. I neigh again, wondering if there is even a point to calling out into the crisp air. Then I see it. Three horses. I slow my pace, collecting my thoughts. It seems to be a stallion and a mare with a foal. They seem to be at ease, and I get a good vibe from the trio. I walk towards them slowly, my ears pricked in their direction. I whinny to the stallion. He seems strong but younger than myself, which doesn't bother me. I take note of the mares stance, and make sure not to get too close to her foal. I keep a safe distance away from the stallion, even though every bone in my body urges me to run to them.

ϟGuardian of Hell's Gatesϟ

Cerberus~tagged; Inez,Salem,Ivy~
ϟ~coverings;0~stallion~age;15ϟ

This young mare just keeps making me happy. I hardly have to worry about her leaving at all. She may be a little childish for my taste, but a mare is a mare and thats what matters. I lean out my own muzzle to the mother mare, trying to not look at her colt. I don't want to frighten her off. I watch her carefully, hoping that she would just relax already.

↘Sometimes Quiet is Violent↙

Silence~tagged;Hera~age;5
↗~coverings;0~stallion↖

By the time I am halfway down the hill and to the water, a mare comes near me. I perk my ears in her direction, pushing every thought of water to the back of my mind. I don't want to look week in front of her, and I try to stand up straight, but it doesn't work to well for me. Sweat dampens my coat, my mouth feels as if it is filled with sand, and my vision is starting to blur. I can't help it anymore. I need to get to the water. I'm okay, I just need... water. I reply in a breathless yet soft and soothing tone. I manage to stumble toward the water and take large gulps of it. I walk up to my chest in it, feeling the cool waves lapping at my body. I close my eyes and try to relax for a moment, then turn back to the mare and kindly beckon her to come closer with a nod of my head.

┌ Sweet Like Candy ┐

~Candy~tagged;Fable,&Jericho~age;12
└~in heat;(3)~mare~┘

I whinny in surprise when Jericho nudges me. I have to say, I didn't know that herds would work this way. He didn't even mention joining his her before moving me, for pete's sake. Not that I really mind, it just shocked me a little. I begin to trot with him to the new mare. She seems younger than me, but not by a lot. I assume I will have to take the position of lead mare then. I nicker sweetly to her and watch Jericho reaching out to her, waiting my turn.

[Lavellan]

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Wash ● Stallion ● American Warmblood ● 10 Years ● Mares: Dove ● Coverings: 1 ● Tags: Dove

*fade*
Moving to the mare's side, Wash bumped muzzles with the mare, ensuring that she was alright. After a quick groom of her mane, he looked out to the horizon, checking for any dangers. There were no horses nearby, and no immediate dangers, so he looked back to the beautiful pinto mare at his side. "Should we try to move on? Go find some water?" He asked softly. Barely waiting for an answer, he pushed himself forward into a floating trot, one ear flicked to the mare at his side, the other straight ahead. Soon enough, the keen eyed stallion spotted a small lake, and, with a soft nicker to his mare, changed direction, aiming straight for the small body of water. Slowing in plenty of time to check for dangers, once he spotted that it was safe, he lowered his head to the crystalline water, drinking his fill, then stepping back to allow Dove to take a drink too. Back to the lake, he scanned the area, dark ears flicking occasionally. Inside, pride bubbled - his first mare! While an instinct inside told him to gather more, he ignored it - he was more than content for now.

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Stallion ● Lusitano ● 6 Years ● Mares: Ohanzee/Taylor/Pepper ● Coverings: 0 ● Tags: Herd
(Gonna wait for Ohanzee and Taylor to post c; )
Feeling the pressure from Ohanzee's muzzle telling him to move away, Riff obliged with a light dip of his head. At least she hadn't injured him - that was a start. Nodding, telling her that moving was a good idea, his attention was caught by the other mare - Taylor - lashing out. That wouldn't work in his herd. Pinning his ears with a snort, he planned on moving in, but Ohanzee moved faster, bringing herself to Taylor's side. Riff raised his head, ears still pinned, but his face held an expression of amused shock. Ohanzee was proving to be a great lead mare. As Ohanzee and Taylor moved off, he noticed that Pepper seemed to hesitate, not wanting to move with the rest of the herd, and that wouldn't work for Riff. With a stern nicker, he rounded her up, pushing her to a trot towards his other mares. His stance was not one of snaking, however, and he moved with the regal elegance of his breed, almost floating along the ground. With a more playful nicker to Pepper, he sped up, extending his trot so he would catch up to the other mares. Cream mane and tail billowing behind him, the proud stallion flew across the terrain, the feeling of power, pride and strength that he held clear on his movements.

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Elfie ● Mare ● Knabstrupper ● 8 Years ● Stallion: None ● Heat Stage: 2 ● Tags: Secret/Legend

Listening to the horses in front of her, ears still flicking, Elphaba dipped her head, looking from one horse to the other. Legend and Secret - two wonderful names. Hopefully, she would be able to remember which one was which. Smiling sweetly as the pair confirmed that she was not intruding, she relaxed lightly, not much, but enough for her fidgeting to subside lightly. Shaking her bicoloured forelock out of her eyes, she looked to the stallion with sad eyes as he asked her the question. Her pink nostrils twitched lightly, then she lowered her head with a small sigh. "I'm not a wild horse," she admitted, tail clamped sadly to her rear. "I don't know if you've heard, but the humans have disappeared. I've never been alone before, and I am just so afraid of everything that's out here. I had heard stories about captive horses that got out, and then died in the wild, and I was so afraid that I might end up like one of those stories..." Her voice close to breaking, she looked away, ears drooping lightly. These seemed to be wild horses, they might think her a fool for being so upset by the human's disappearance. Taking a little step back, she flicked her tail nervously. Approaching strange horses was one of her biggest fears, and these two could so easily leave her out here to die - she considered herself to be more of a problem than a help.

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Riz ● Mare ● Kathiawari ● 12 Years ● Stallion: None ● Pregnant ● Tags: Open

A wide yawn splitting the mare's lips, Rizzo continued her travels, content to be alone. Her unusually curved ears flicked lazily - she didn't much care for listening to anything in particular. Born and bred in captivity, she would be the first to admit that she knew nothing about being wild, but she was sure that she'd spot something approaching her a mile off - just like that horse in the distance. Pausing, ears touching at the tips as she watched him approach, Rizzo let out a low nicker as the stallion arrived. He was handsome, with a black tail that seemed incomprehensibly long. "Hello!" She nickered in return, and, as he relaxed, she noticed that he seemed to be injured. Almost ignoring his question, she stepped around, her motherly instincts kicking in. "Are you alright?! What happened?" She asked, lowering her nose to inspect his injury. Remembering that this horse was a stranger then, she raised her head, moving to look to him once more. "Apologies. I seem to have forgotten myself. My name is Rizzo, but you can call me Riz." Turning her head to look at the river, she pondered his previous question. "I am afraid that I don't, but I can help you look for a safe place to cross, if you'd like?" With a smile to the stallion, she paused for his answer, whole body relaxed.

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Mare ● Paint Mare ● 3 Years ● Stallion: Cerberus (Whether he likes it or not) ● Heat Stage: 2 ● Tags: Cerberus/Salem/Ivy

Giggling softly at the colt's excitement, Inez watched the colt speed of, smiling softly at his playfulness. She had never some across a foal this close before - her owners had never let her near them, and if they were all this sweet, she couldn't wait to have one of her own. That was an odd thought - nothing like that had ever crossed her mind before. Perhaps she was just getting broody in the presence of this little guy. As the colt raced away for the final time, she strode forward with a toss of her long forelock. Nickering gently, she pawed playfully, almost challenging the colt to come back. Spinning, she trotted playfully back to where she had come from, pausing at the stallion's hip, not realizing that she might be putting the colt in danger by doing so.

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Kairi ● Mare ● Mixed Breed ● 6 Years ● Stallion: None ● Heat Stage: 0 ● Tags: Sweetie

Dark nose dragging across the dirt, Kalokairi almost missed the high pitched neigh calling to her from the distance. Almost. Raising her head, she scanned the horizon for what she was sure was a figment of her imagination, some twisted image of what might have been if -
With a start, she heard a sweet voice coming from her side. Looking incredulously down to the foal that suddenly appeared at her side, blinking numbly. This was definitely a foal - it wasn't hers, but it was a foal. Lowering her nose to the youngster, she allowed the filly to catch her scent, then glanced around the area. No mare would allow their foal to approach a stranger so openly. Heart breaking for the second time that day, Kairi looked back down to the foal, pain and sadness in her eyes. "Where's your mamma, sweetie?" Kairi asked, almost afraid to hear the filly's answer.

[lovestruck]

Ivy
-Mare • -10 years • -With foal, Salem, stage 3 heat • -Lone mare • -tags; Salem,Inez,Cerberus
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Ivy relaxed a bit, reaching out her muzzle and taking in the tovero stallion's scent. He seemed- okay. He hadn't looked at her colt yet- so maybe he didn't care. She cocked a hoof, a bit more relaxed now. The black mare watched the young mare warily as she approached her colt. The mare wouldn't harm a colt though, so Ivy's attention returned to the stallion. "I'm Ivy." Not wanting to draw attention to her colt again, she didn't introduce him.

Salem
-Colt • -3 months old •- no mares, too young • -tags; Inez,Cerberus,Ivy
_________________________________________________ Salem chased after Inez, even when she neared the scary stallion. He didn't care, he was playing. The little pinto ran to catch her- but accidentally barged into the stallion. He pinned his ears, scared and nervous now. What would the late stallion do? Salem wondered why Inez would do this to him. She'd lured him right into the stallion! Now he's surely be killed, if the legends about herd stallions were true!



Jericho
-stallion • -14 years old • -herd stallion- • tags; Candy,Fantasy
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After greeting the new mare, he nickered to her softly and kindly. It was the voice he used to lure mares to him. It was a deep voice with a tint of humor to it. "I'm Jericho- hello love." He flicked an ear, backing up to give Candy a chance to greet her. He could her a neoh in the distance and turned, seeing a beautiful mare trotting towards them. He waited her her to be nearby and walked out to greet her. She had no scents of stallions. She was a lone mare. Joy filled Jeirxho's chest. He'd have three mares now if he claimed her! The bay stallion could tell she was deep in her heat cycle and would most likely accept a covering- even more so being claimed. He nickered, and greeted her. "Hello. I'm Jericho."



Dove
- mare • - 4 years old • - no foals, stage 4 heat • - Washington • -tags; Washington
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-fade- Dove trotted after her stallion before she was even able to answer. Soon they came upon a lake. She could see a small herd across the lake (Jericho's herd since they're at a lake too). Dove parted her lips and drank the crystalline water thirstily. She then began to graze. The grass near the lake was always freshest and greenest. It was thawed too- just right! She was super content at the moment, having a stallion and everything she wanted.