♘ Sanctuary (Wild Horse RP) Open and Accepting!

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Châšē
They Call Me Confidence ● Mustang ● 11 years ● Stallion - Amadeus ● Expecting (3 seasons)
Tags; Herd

She sighed at Amadeus's hesitance. She understood it, yet couldn't relate. "Amadeus, come on. It's good shelter and you know it. A good stallion would ignore their fear and do what's best for his herd." Chase didn't have the patience to convince her stallion to accept the good shelter, so instead she rounded up the herd and moved them down the bank, casting glances over at her adopted filly and making sure Rain was okay. Chase soon had the whole herd gathered next to the structure. She nudged the door but it wouldn't budge. This time she kicked with her hooves, making a crack but opening the door. "C'mon. Everyone in." The Mustang instructed, watching for Amadeus's reaction.


Grîffïń
On Noble Wings ● American Saddlebred ● 15 years ● Mares - Petrova, Stella, Storm, Grace, Selene, Serena ● 4 Covers
Tags; Herd

He watched the larger stallion move off with his herd, and the Saddlebred sighed. He had gotten wounds, and it was just before winter. This would be a tough winter, he could tell already from the sting in the air and from the sting of his wounds. He would make it, thought, somehow. Raising his head, Griffin triumphantly bugled for a moment. Then he lowered his head and spotted a mare that had gotten left behind from Jericho's herd. Griffin quickly snaked the Arabian mare into his herd. A yearling appeared from the tree line. Griffin led his herd to her, and he walked a tight circle around her, claiming her into his herd. His herd was still growing, but the loss of Pilgrim, Alouette, and Fable had been disappointing. At least Petrova had stayed and Griffin didn't have to worry any more about the trouble-causing young colt. The Saddlebred nickered to Petrova, a low, apologetic nicker. The nicker also asked for the mare to begin leading them to shelter. They needed shelter fast if they were going to do well.


Kêñåî
Daughter of Zeus ● Arabian x Unknown ● 6 years ● Karlos's herd ● Covered (2 seasons)
Tags; Herd

She was bored, and that often to go over too well. Karlos seemed to be paying attention to everyone but her, mares like Daae and Skye. Karlos was also coaxing an old gray mare into the herd. Kenai sighed. Some attention would be nice. The Arabian mare moved closer to her paint-colored beautiful stallion, lowering her head and nickered ever-so-softly. She moved closer to him, nibbling his mane and pulling out knots and clumps. Their foal was going to be beautiful, she thought. But, of course. The foal would have her blood, and with the fancy blood of her stallion. Kenai found his looks highly favorable, she thought as she groomed Karlos.


Høpë
Royal Hope ● Arabian ● 13 years ● Riot's herd ● Covered (2 seasons)
Tags; Herd

Hope moved along with the herd, quietly. She went unnoticed most of the time. Annabelle was different from her; more bouncy and loud. Hope was more flirty, playful, quiet, and kind. She didn't like the be the center of attention most of the time. Suddenly a sharp sting that reminded her of the human's whip struck her nose. She whinnied, squealed, and reared, side-stepping. What had caught her nose was a sharp thorn bush. The Arabian blushed and looked down at her filly, making sure Annabelle was okay. Hope moved closer to the front of the her subconsciously getting closer to the lead mares. It might come off as a threat to the lead mares's status, but the Arabian wasn't aware of that.


Āńńabëłłē
Mistaken for an Angel ● Arabian ● 4 months ● Riot's herd ● Too young
Tags; Herd

Bouncing along, Anna darted in and out of mares, squealing little filly squeals. She was bound to get nipped at by some mare, but she, being a young four-month-old filly didn't know this. Annabelle kept up with her mom, but darted away when her mother reared. The filly saw what had spooked her mother - a large thorn bush had stuck a thorn into her nose. Anna snorted - one of those had poked her earlier when she was playing with Rebel. Anna moved up with her mom, spotting another filly. She ran over to the other filly, tilting her head in play-stance.


Ädêń
Morning Glory ● Friesian ● 16 years ● Mares - Angel and her colt, Dahlia, Rhea, Adella, Denaria, Kepner and her colt● 3 Covers
Tags; Herd

He snorted and decided the herd needed to move out. The idiotic, inexperienced stallion wasn't worth his time. Besides, Aden wasn't going to get hurt just before winter or risk losing any of his mares. Denaria led out the mares, and in his mind she had become lead mare. The other mares could challenge the white mare, but it seemed that she was surely keeping her position. She was good at it for far, so he wasn't complaining.The Friesian stallion flicked his ears, huddling up to his mares. His warm, fuzzy black coat could serve as a blanket, especially to the mares with shorter coats, such as Denaria. A larger mare like a draft, Gypsy Vanner, or another Friesian like him in the herd would be nice, but he was fine with his herd at the moment. He bobbed his head to an overhanging that looked okay for shelter. He then looked to Denaria, giving her a small nod to lead the herd to wherever she thought was fit.


Jüłłīëttę
Running With Fire ● Knabstrupper ● 14 years ● Lead Mare - Basilio's herd ● Heat 0
Tags; Eragon, Sunny, Crystal, Princess, Lily, Herd

"Lily, sweetie, I've had enough. I'm lead mare, so accept that or leave. It's nearly winter, and injury would be bad for all of us." Juliette moved to the front of the herd, leaving the stubborn draft mare behind. "Basilio, we need to move quickly to better feeding grounds. The foals can play and nurse there safely, and we can graze and strengthen ourselves for winter." The Knabstrupper quickly started at a trot, finally slowing and stopping the herd a good grazing ground.


€rägôń
Lost Prince ● Andalusian x Knabstrupper ● 4 months ● Basilio's herd ● Too young
Tags; Herd

Giggling along with her, Eragon shook out his mane. He liked her very much. When they were both older, weaned, and eating grasses instead of their mother's milk, he planned to claim her and run off with her. For now, though, he was content with being her friend. "Well, I suppose so.. Do I really flatter you? How lovely that idea is to me, fair mistress." He shrugged but wasn't able to keep a sweet grin off his face. "Sure I do, but you like it, right? It's charming." He groomed her mane, batting his small colt eyelashes.


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Heaven Is All Around ● Gypsy Vanner ● 5 years ● Diablo's herd ● Covered (3 seasons)
Tags; Herd

Diablo's good side? Did that even exist? The way to get on his good side was to be a little rag doll and let Diablo throw you against a wall and order you around like a slave, it seemed. Ella raised a hoof threateningly, then lowered it.. "You'll think of everything, huh? And put 'as many eyes on us as possible'? Well, then you have nothing to be worried about, right?" She asked, her mood low. At least she had a chance of escaping after foaling. Diablo couldn't follow her while she was foaling; she would give him the hard kick in the ribs he deserved. Especially if her foal was a colt, she would be more worried for their safety. An idea came to her. She cast a glance to Fantasy, then moved over to Diablo towards the back. She nibbled his mane, lowering her head submissively, acting sincere. She then looked up and hoped Diablo would accept this type of apology.

[Ember1989]

Storm
Filly- 7 months old- Tags:Jiracho's herd

Storm watched Amara. She was so cool. No way would she ever get on this mares bad side. She shivered slightly, glad she was surrounded by other mares. So far Storm's first winter wasn't so bad. She did feel a bit cold but not bad.


Breeze
Mare - 1.5 Years old - Tags:Herd

The mare noticed Dove nipping Muerto and was confused. He hadn't done anything wrong. "Dove I think he's just being friendly. I have no intention of running away with him or anything foolish. I mean I can still be friends with Muerto, right?" She nickered. Her eyes never left the older mares. But she did wait patiently for Wash to speak.

[Stiles Hale]

Rain pinned her ears at the human eyesore that Chase and the herd were entering. She wanted nothing to do with it but it was a shelter from the cold, she shook out her short mane then took a few steps closer to the building before skittering over to Chase, staying as close to her as possible without being underfoot.

[Tornassuk]

Adella | Mare | American Paint Horse | 8 Years | Stallion: Aden | Pregnant
Tags: Herd

Adella watched with concern as Aden went after an Arab stallion's herd. Perhaps this wasn't the best idea so close to winter? He came running back with another mare. Perhaps that would be the end of it but no, the Arab didn't give in. He came rushing into the herd, giving Adella a nice nip on the rump. She squealed and bucked at him as he ran past, but she doesn't think her hooves connect with anything. Adella moved a few feet away, far enough to get away from the rival but not far enough as to be left open to be stolen herself. Adella moved compliantly as Denaria moved the herd out. When they stopped Adella munched on the grass a little, her blue eyes flicking between Denaria and Dahlia, wondering if Denaria had won lead mare when Adella wasn't paying attention.

Fantasy | Mare | Appaloosa x Knabstrupper | 3 Years | Stallion: Diablo | Pregnant
Tags: Herd

Fear consumed Fantasy as their lead mare took them to a cave. Fantasy knew well enough to stay away from caves, predators love them. Especially those orange and black ones, tigers, as Fantasy was taught. They like to raise their young in them. Fantasy refused to walk any closer to the cave. She stared at it for a little, snorted, pawed at the ground and then walked twenty meters away from the cave to go stand by a tree. She felt on edge being so close to that cave, she felt so unsafe and wanted nothing more than to just get away from it.

Arya | Mare | Appaloosa x QH | 6 Years | Stallion: Thowra | Pregnant
Tags: Silhouette

Arya didn't feel very calmed when Daesi mentioned how she is nervous as well. She watched her stallion interact with the old mare and feeling a little left out or unwanted as no one responded to her, Arya moved away from the pair. She looked around at the herd and noticed that the newest edition to the herd was crying. Arya's heart twisted, the mare feeling terrible for her even though she did not know yet what was causing her to be upset. Arya walked over the golden filly, lowering her head to show she's not a threat she nickered, "Hey, what's wrong?"

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

Willow had brought them deep into the forest, not a thing in sight for as far as eye could see except trees. So many trees. On her way there Willow had passed by Masir's skeleton. Not much remained of him except a couple of rib bones, coffin bones, and his small skull. Willow quickly looked away from it, her heart unable to bear the sadness that came from losing her colt. He was long behind them now and Willow had forgotten about him once more. Willow was happy she had chosen to find shelter when she did as now the air was cold and snow began to fall from the sky, but the trees in here protected them from most of that.
She grazed by her lonesome until the Russian Saddle mare, Aelfscyne, came over to speak to her. Willow's spotted ears flicked forward and she swished her bi-colored tail. "Sure we can, I don't mind." Willow replied simply. She wasn't much one for talking, but she did wonder what the young mare had on her mind.

Ameena | Mare | Arabian | 14 Years | Stallion: Mark | Lead Mare | Pregnant
Tags: Herd

Ameena followed after the herd, taking on the stallion's job as she helped keep everyone together. Ameena would pin her ears and wave her head threateningly at any mares who started to slow or stray or get distracted. They had to stay the course and get to shelter soon, no lollygagging was needed right now. Ameena noted that Marielle was quite happy to be in front, which Ameena takes as a good thing. No need for the herd to have a low morale at the worst time of year. When they reached the shelter Ameena did one little trot around the group, stopping at each and every mare, but not the foals as to not upset their mothers, to sniff their muzzles and check to see they were alright before putting herself into the middle. Large dark eyes scanned all around for any hungry predators that may be lurking.

Fable | Mare | Arabian | 11 Years | Stallion: Pilgrim? | Pregnant
Tags: Pilgrim, Alouette

Fable ignored most of the drama going on with the yearlings, her thoughts mostly on Candy. She hadn't seen the mare when Jericho had showed up, what does that mean? Had she simply not been in plain sight, or was it something more? A scary thought entered Fable's head, what if Candy had died? The thought scared Fable a little and made her even more sad, she doesn't know what she would do if Candy had died before Fable had the chance to speak to her again.
She was soon ripped away from her thoughts and brought back to reality as she saw Alouette move. Pilgrim had finally come to his senses and was moving her away from the other colts. He pinned his ears towards Fable, clearly having the intention to just leave her there. No, no, no, That wouldn't do with Fable. The mare spun around and galloped towards Pilgrim and her little Alouette, lying her ears flat against her neck in return she slammed her hooves into the ground on her last few strides, charging at Pilgrim in a somewhat challenging manner before veering away and coming to a stop next to Alouette. She nibbled at her daughter's neck, casting one last threatening glance at Pilgrim before ignoring him. Fable made it clear to the colt she did not like being left behind and disrespected in such a way.

Pepper | Mare | Arabian | 7 Years | Stallion: Riff | Foals: Menhit, Romeo (Adopt) | Pregnant
Tags: Herd

Pepper snorted and shook her head as a snowflake landed on her muzzle. It was blistering cold and annoying. Pepper groaned on the inside, dreading this year's winter. She was so happy when spring had arrived, happy that winter was finally over. That felt like only a few weeks ago yet here's winter again. The seasons moved far too fast for her liking.
Pepper nudged Romeo and Menhit awake, nipping her daughter lightly when she refused. She pushed the two over to the rest of the herd before stopping and allowing them to relax. Pepper lowered her head and grazed hungrily on whatever grass she could fine before the snow buried it.
She felt Romeo slip underneath her stomach and Pepper bent her neck and lowered her head to look at him, humming a little in amusement. He must be cold, although Pepper hopes not too cold. He can stay underneath her for now, Pepper doesn't mind, soon he won't be able to fit underneath her anymore though and he'll have to learn to get used to that.

Menhit | Filly | Half Arab | 6 months | Stallion: Riff | Sire: Riff | Dam: Pepper
Tags: Riff

Menhit awoke to find her father somewhat awkwardly rapped around her. It was a little tight, but kept her warm. Menhit wiggled free from her father, the filly wanting to move around a little after spending many weeks doing nothing but lying down or standing up. The scratch marks on her back no longer hurt and her shoulders felt better but still throbbed a little. The filly weakly headbutted her father's pale chest before turning around to go walk around. The filly didn't get far, stopping, she snorted and shook her head as something cold touched her nose. Looking up she saw many white spots falling from the gray sky. Menhit stared up in awe, her eyes tracking one particular snowflake as it fell onto the ground, of which she just now notices is coated in this white stuff. Menhit lowered her head and sniffed the cold whiteness. It had no particular smell. She grabbed a mouthful to see how it would taste but quickly spat it out as it was far too cold. Menhit snorted and shook her head, annoyed. She bit at the snow again, determined to consume it this time, hopping from foot to foot as she forced her mouth to stay shut even though she badly wanted to get rid of the coldness. Soon the snow melted into what Menhit could only assume was plain water. Well, that did not deliver as much as Menhit thought it would, it was so cold, a challenge really to keep down, she thought it would hold a special surprise and taste magical or something as a reward. Looking back, she feels a little stupid for thinking that way.

Riot | Stallion | Arabian | 16 Years | Coverings: 11
|| Mares: Harley, Revolution, Hope, Catcher Aria, Arson, Lucy, Dusk, Echo, Taehyung, Nihna, Carver ||
|| Foals: Daisy, Annabelle, Rebel, Sonata, Amity, Bullet (adopted) ||
Tags: Herd, Echo

"Great." Riot replied with a slight smile. It was now snowing quite a bit, but no where near as bad as last year. His herd had all grown in their winter coats as did Riot. His chestnut hairs are about an inch longer than usual, his winter coat thicker than last years but not spectacular. He assumed his Arabian mares were the same if a little worse for ware. They needed to find some proper shelter and soon.
He went over to his leads and Echo. Neither or had decided anything yet and as they moved further into winter Riot grew impatient and took charge. He stood beside Echo, nibbling her neck gently before nickering, "The barn sounds great, go ahead and lead us there and I'll help keep everyone together."
With that Riot went around, gathering everybody up and pushing them close together. He trotted around the herd a few times, making sure everyone was there before stopping, his eyes on his herd, ears scanning for danger and hindquarters to the wind as he waited for Echo to lead.

Hera | Mare | Friesian | 3 Years | Stallion: Silence | Lead Mare | Foals: Nyx | Heat Stage: Anestrus
Tags: Herd

Hera watched her filly play, the young mare making sure her young daughter didn't stray too far or hurt herself. However, she seemed to know not boundaries and never ran too far from the herd. She turned her head as the new mare spoke, asking them a question. If Hera could shrug she would, "Oh no need to apologize, it's not rude at all. It was uneventful but good for the most part. I was what others call a 'pasture puff'. I sat in pasture almost twenty four seven and I had two mares as friends. That's really about it." She replied. Her daughter came into the middle of the herd and stared at the ground. She looked rather bored and Hera felt bad for her. She herself knew what it was like to have no playmates when you're young. Hera would play with her, but it was winter and she knew she had to conserve her energy. So far things have been good, miles better than last year, but you never know when things might take a turn for the worse.

Nyx | Filly | Friesian x Mustang | 6 Months | Stallion: Silence | Sire: Silence | Dam: Hera
Tags:

Nyx laughed as she pranced and raced around. She'd bolt from one tree to another and slid to a stop, kicking up great clouds of snow. She'd then quickly turn on her heels and bolt to another tree to repeat the same process. She did this over and over again until after about ten minutes when it started to get boring and repetitive. Nyx slowed from a gallop to a trot, the young filly prancing over to the herd, large ears turned forward as she listened to what they were saying. Nothing of interest, they were talking about a long forgotten world, a world that would never return, a world Nyx will never know or get to see. So, she didn't care. she pranced around a few circles before stopping and staring at the ground with the thousand yard stare. It's so boring here. Lonely too, being the only foal isn't very much fun.

Crystal | Mare | Gypsy Vanner | 13 Years | Stallion: Sunset Boulevard | Lead Mare | Pregnant
Tags: Sunny, Princess

Crystal stopped scratching her itch as Sunny came over. She didn't care about the crystals in her mane, instead moving herself so that Sunny's teeth would hit the itch on her side. Crystal stretched her neck and raised her upper lip a bit in happiness as the itch was scratched. He eventually moved off to Princess and Crystal moved a little bit away to forage for food. Large hooves would dig up the snow and a large muzzle would rip up the small, freezing blades of grass. it hadn't been winter for long but Crystal already hated it and missed the fresh spring and summer grass. Hopefully with any luck this winter won't be as harsh as last winter and will be over quickly.

Atarah | Mare | Knabstrupper Cross | 10 Years | Stallion: Dakota | Pregnant
Tags: Dakota

Atarah crawled out of the water quite a while ago, the mare sensing it was getting cold she didn't want to stay in it for too much longer. She shook as much water from her coat as she could and then grazed by the lake, watching her stallion. He showed up with an Arabian mare, but almost as soon as she had came was she gone. Atarah tossed her head, annoyed. Not with her stallion, she doesn't blame him too much, she was just a little upset they hadn't found anyone else. Now winter was approaching and Atarah wanted to get a move on to go find some shelter, especially since it looks like it will just be the two of them.

Liberty | Mare | Mangalarga Marchador | 13 Years | Stallion: ? | Lead Mare | Heat Stage: Anestrus
Tags: Salem, Kenickie, Sweetie, Faith, Zamiah, Pilgrim and gang

Liberty had been and currently is simply standing in the background of it all, watching everything happen silently. She found she quite preferred just watching how the two young colts grew and developed, how they handled newcomers and potential threats. She liked how the two seemed to have formed an alliance, however uneasy of a one it is, but she knows it won't last. Eventually they will drift apart, decide they don't want to sticks together anymore, decide the other is too much of a threat, perhaps even one will show himself to be a backstabber.
Her eyes flicked to the colt that showed up with the filly and mare. He was leaving now although seemed to show a clear distaste for the Arab mare and the Arab mare seemed to think of him the same. How... odd. Smart move on the colt's part anyways. Can never trust other maturing colts around mares.

Mint | Mare | Thoroughbred | 9 Years | Stallion: None | Heat stage: Anestrus
Tags: Apache and herd

Mint flicked her ears forward as the stallion nickered to her. She raised her head up and nickered softly in return, taking several steps forward before stopping once more. He just covered a mare and a new mare showed up before Mint. She didn't want to intrude or rush things for the stallion. Now closer though she could examine the herd while she waited. The stallion was handsome with pretty coloring, but not as unique of a color like herself. He looked to be purebred Thoroughbred like her, which will be perfect. He obviously doesn't have a problem with weak hooves as he had managed to survive this long without humans.
Both his mares and the new mare were all younger than herself by quite a few years, which means Mint could take lead mare. Mint wasn't a very dominating mare and she'll give it up pretty easily though, she's not much of a fighter for that kind of thing.
Mint scratched an itch on her side, the mare becoming a little bored and a little chilly. She stopped her scratching to look at the rest of the stallion's herd. She thought about greeting them, but it seems a little weird to just start talking to the mares without properly meeting the stallion first. Yeah, she should stay where she is for now. Besides, one of the mares looked quite nervous while the other looked... on edge.
Her eyes flicked to the stallion, Apache as she now knows. Mint dipped her head in acknowledgement but otherwise held her tongue, still waiting her turn. She would travel with the herd for now certainly, it was far too cold out to go wondering and so far had nothing against the stallion.

Foxy | Mare | Trakehner | 12 Years | Stallion: Karlos | Lead Mare | Foal: Admiral | Pregnant
Tags: Eden

Foxy continued grooming the yearling for a while but eventually grew tired. As the air became colder her movements became a little stiffer. It would probably be for the best if she stops spending energy on grooming and saves it or spends it on foraging.
Foxy stopped grooming the yearling and started pawing at the ground, which was covered in a thin layer of snow, searching for food. Foxy realizes she had been rather quiet since joining the herd, she doesn't think she's even said hello to anybody. It was a little too cold for Foxy's liking to be chit chatting, but come spring she'll socialize some more.

Admiral | Colt | Trakehner | 7 Months | Dam: Foxy | Herd: Karlos
Tags: Karlos

Admiral perked up as a rival stallion showed up. He leapt to his feet and watched excitedly as Karlos chased off the stallion.
He watched his every movement, never taking his eyes off. He wanted to learn as much as he could. He was a little disappointed no real fight broke out, but on second thought, perhaps that was a good thing. Fights are fun, but maybe it really shows your experience and skill if you can drive a stallion off without ever drawing blood.
Admiral's eyes tracked Karlos as the stallion moved to his mother and then to the Arab cross, Daee. He watched him groom her and the colt tilted his head ever so slightly. Was he going to cover the mare again? Is that a thing you do? The mare drifted asleep and Karlos went over to one of the original mares, Skye. He flared is nostrils and curled his upper lip. That mare was in heat. He shook his head and watched the stallion interact with the somewhat moody looking mare, wondering how he'll handle her.

[glitter]

Coffee I Four Years Old I Lead Mare I Not In heat I Tags: Alex

Coffee woke up in the morning feeling much better than she had yesterday. She stretched and yawned. She got up silently and and made her way out slowly careful not to make any noise to avoid disturbing Alex's sleep. Coffee sniffed the air warily with her ears pricked alert for any signs of dangers. Finally she relaxed and found a spot not too far from the place they slept and started to graze still stopping now and then to check for danger.

[lovestruck]

Ivy and Sola
-Mare/ filly • -11 years/9 months • - pregnant • -Lead mare (Cerberus) • -tags; Herd
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Ivy nodded, "She does have beautiful eyes. Perhaps someone in your bloodline had them, or Cerberus' bloodline." Pausing for a moment as she glanced at Sola, she added on, "Still, by the looks of her I'd guess she's still nursing. Make sure you have plenty of milk, she said with a small smile as she groomed the mare. She supposed Savannah was as close to a friend as she'd ever have. Inez was too submissive for Ivy's liking. Too quiet. She glanced at Inez and Cerberus for a moment, before nodding at Savannah's next comment. "True. Very true. When stallions do fight though, it's brutal. My stallion a few years back died from an infected wound in a winter fight. He was too weak to heal too well." She sighed, shaking her head slightly, "He was so kind too." She nodded, "My winter coat's grown in as well, but it's still coldish." Ivy smiled a bit as Sola seemed to be making friends with the other filly. She nibbled the filly's mane before nibbling at Savannah's, hoping to increase the bond between them.
Sola watched the filly for a moment, before slightly pinning her ears and hiding between her mother's legs. She avoided eye contact, shuffling further away. She shyly poked her nose towards the filly, before yanking it back shyly. She blinked a few times, observing the draft filly. "Hello.." she whispered hoarsely. Realizing the filly probably hadn't heard her, she spoke up again. "Hello." She poked her nose out towards the filly, hoping to exchange scents. She whispered, "I'm Sola. Who- who are you?"


Salem
-Colt • -1 3/4 years •- Bachelor? • -tags; Kenickie,Sweetie,Liberty,Faith
__________________________________________________ Salem snorted. "He clearly doesn't need a mother anymore, and he's not welcome here." He pinned his ears. He was glad Kenickie supported him in this. This colt took way too much interest in his mare, no matter if she was an adoptive sister. Salem snorted, pawing the ground and rearing. "Get out of here- or we'll make you." He lashed out his legs and slammed to the ground, cutting in between the mare and the colt. She wouldn't be going along with him and he made that clear enough. The colt would be in the wild, in the winter, alone. Salem snorted, beginning to snake the colt away with a harsh nip to the rump. He turned, kicking out towards the colt. He had better run off. Salem watched Zamiah for a moment, making sure she was staying here. He looked at Kenickie afterwards, nodding in acknowledgement to the colt, not wanting to say anything with Silas' sister close by. He smiled a bit, turning to the other intruding colt, looking towards Kenickie for his opinion on Pilgrim. Should they chase him out as well? He was a threat to their mares. Plus, they'd gain his. But- if they decided to fight a larger stallion, he'd surely help out.


Jericho-stallion • -15 years old • -herd stallion- • tags; herd(Candy,Kaia,Pearl,Sarafina,Dawn,Aden,Taffy, Cinnamon,Selena,Amara,Moon)
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Relief flooded into Jericho's heart as his prized mare rose to her feet. He smiled a bit, pressing his muzzle into her shoulder lovingly. He wrapped his head around her shoulder, and answered simply, "I know. I understand. But- really, if- when. When we see Fable again I will not stop anything to get her back for you. I don't even care if she hates me now. I just want you to be happy.." he trailed off, nuzzling Candy and smiling a bit as Desire joined in. He sighed happily. They looked like- a family. This sense of belonging was so right feeling. It felt like it was meant to be. Hope fluttered in Jericho's heart a bit as he nibbled Candy's mane. He'd find Fable. He had to. "As soon as the first hint of spring shows up, we're looking. I have a feeling as to where she may be." He sighed, nuzzling the mare's shoulder again. He sighed, "I'm sorry if- I haven't had enough time for you. I've been busy with trying to give every mare some attention at least. I can't be choosing favorites," he said with a slight chuckle, hinting that she may just be his favorite. He nuzzled his filly afterwards, huffing a bit of air onto her muzzle playfully. "Desire.." he whispered, enjoying the thought that this living, breathing thing was his. She was adorable, truly. Jericho nibbled her mane sweetly, before doing the same to Candy. He nibbled her back, and mane, ruffling dirt from it. He watched over the herd while doing such, while giving Candy plenty of attention.


Dove andMuerto
- mare/colt • - 4 years old/9 months • - Muerto, Pregnant • - Washington-•- Tags; herd
_____________________________________________________ Dove listened to Breeze speak. "No- he wants to take you, and he'll try and find some way. It doesn't work like that- he wants to be more than a friend. Wash is just punishing him for his behavior so he doesn't try to steal you away." She smiled a bit towards the bay stallion, and pressed closer to the herd. She began scraping away at the ice and snow. She soon got a bit of grass opened up and grazed a bit. She looked up. Seeing Muerto head back again, without being invited, she nipped him hard on the withers, and he squealed, moving towards the center of the herd. She cut him off. "This is punishment Muerto. Stay in the cold some more- maybe you'll learn to listen to your mother next time." She said with a snort. Dove moved back towards the other herd members, rolling her eyes at her foal's behavior. "He's so foolish.." she said, trailing off. He'd definitely leave at the first hint of spring. He was mare crazy! Dove pushed aside more snow, the cold stinging her muzzle as she grazed as much as she could. Most of the grass however, was shriveled and rotted. She sighed, lifting her head again, and observing Muerto's behavior.
Muerto stomped, trotting around for a moment and rearing. He came to the ground, his feet slamming down. He snorted. He was cold and hungry, and wanted his mother's warmth. He stomped, snow flying behind him. He snorted, moving towards the herd and stopping, trotting back again. As his temper tantrum ended, he snorted, standing still and watching the herd jealously. Muerto sighed and huffed in the grass, melting a bit of the snow and nibbling at it. Was he being kicked out? No- not in the middle of winter. But maybe? He considered it for a moment, looking into the expanse beyond. He'd die alone. He should've behaved. Muerto hunt his head, pinning and unpinning his ears sheepishly.



Echo and Daisy
-mare-•-4 years old/4 months -•-Daisy, Pregnant-•-Riot-•-tags: Herd
_____________________________________________________ Echo nodded slowly, hoping she wasn't disrespecting the leads by leading them somewhere she knew of. "Alright.." she walked at a brisk pace- slow enough not to harm the unborn foals some mares carried, but fast enough to where they'd get there quickly. She sighed, as they reached an opening in the trees. She entered it, reaching a dirt path, a trail where she'd trotted with the humans on her back before. She traveled along it comfortably, knowing exactly where she was going, even after a year. Soon enough, they reached the stone path where the humans had driven their strange, shiny creatures that made rumbling noises. (Road) She crossed it, her hooves clacking on the stone. She went up a final, short length of path, and entered the barn happily. "Here we are.." she said, moving towards her old stall. She rested her muzzle on the dusty tack, taking in her musty scent, and nuzzling the purple blanket. It was engraved with human letters. She'd always wondered what it had said, much like her name plate. She huffed, moving over to the feed storage. The door had been left open. She dragged out a bag of feed with her teeth. "I don't know if you all know what this is- those of you who've never lived with humans. It's feed. It should still be good to eat- the hay is probably stale." She huffed a bit, working at the plastic, tearing it open with her teeth. It soon opened, and she ate a few of the sweet pellets. Embarrasedly, she shivered in the cold. Although she wanted to use a blanket like she had last year, she figured she needed to toughen up. Echo's thin frame shook slightly as she moved closer to the other mares. Occasionally, she'd eye up the blanket. Should she...
Daisy shivered next to her mother. She began to nurse hungrily, pressing closer to Echo for warmth. Although she believed she was a beautiful, esteemed, purebred arabian, she hated her breed at this moment. She was so cold! Daisy looked up at her mother and nibbled her shoulder lovingly. Echo did the same for her and Daisy continued nursing. Daisy flicked her tail, shyly hiding behind her mother's body.



Marielle andSmoky
-•-Mare/Colt-•-13/6 months-•-stage 0 heat-•-Mark-•-tags;Herd
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Marielle nodded, "I think we should go to the mountain. I know of a barn, but it's farther away from here and I'm sure the foals need shelter quickly." Excitement filled her, being able to lead again. Plus, it seemed Ameena had grown to like or even accept her again. Marielle flagged her tail, walking at a brisk pace. It wasn't quite a trot, but a somewhat fast walk, so the pregnant mares wouldn't harm their unborn foals. She shuddered a bit as snow fell on her back. She couldn't wait untill they reached the mountain. Actually- maybe she wanted to take her time being lead again. No, they needed to get shelter. Soon enough, they reached the mountain and Marielle sighed, looking back towards Ameena, before huddling with Smoky and some other mares in the cover of the mountain. While this was a good spot, other herds may be nearby. It was a large mountain, visible from many miles. She was sure at least one other herd would be around here. Either way- Mark would pull out in the end right?
Smoky stood by his mother's side, now set from melted snow. He shuddered as it refroze into dropping icicles on his belly. He stomped, before shaking himself to knock off the icicles. His mother groomed off the rest of the snow and he did the same for her. He began nursing again, but was pushed away. She was clearly trying to wean him. Smoky brushed some snow aside, stomping on ice to crack it, and ate the cold grass underneath reluctantly.


Kathida
Mare-8-Pregnant (early summer)-Don Felipe- tags; Herd,Arrow
______________________________________________________ Seeing Don Felipe had moved on for some reason, she moved towards the Hanoverian mare. "Hello there. I'm Kathida. Who might you be? I assure you, Don Felipe is very kind. He's just a bit busy at the moment." Kathida smiled a bit at the mare. She moved to her side, speaking as she gently nudged the mare. "You don't want to be all alone out here in winter, now do you? You'd freeze to death!" She sighed, nudging her again. She smirked in her brain, thinking servant servant servant!!! She kept a slight smile on the outside, kindly pushing the mare towards the herd. Of course she'd want to be with them- why not? Kathida flicked a curved ear, watching Don Felipe claim the arabian. Good. She smiled a bit at the Hanoverian. Making sure she wasn't looking, she glared at Calamity. She wanted to stomp and reare and snort and! Ugh! The stupid draft mare was ruining her perfect herd of mares. And she couldn't force Don to only collect Arabians. She couldn't drive the lead from the herd either (she had no interest in being lead). However, if they came upon a more dominant light breed mare, she'd work to get Calamity out of here. It was strange, yes, but she wanted a perfect herd. Kathida swished her tail, raising her head as she stood next to the mare, waiting for her response. (Wb again sorry)


Magic
Mare-7-heat stage 4-lone mare-tags; Hamlet,Endeavour's herd
______________________________________________________ Magic watched as Hamlet trotted away. "It's kind of you to say that- but he's an attention hog. He things I absolutely adore him when in reality he's an annoying grouch." The black mare smiled a bit, and flicked her tail. "He never agrees with anything either. I wanted to leave the barn because the hay was moldy and there were.. dead horses in there. And he said the bay was fine and it didn't feel that bad." She snorted, flicking her tail at the memory. She'd won him over as always of course though. However, this time he was gone for real. She moved closer to the herd slightly. "What was your life with the humans like- if you had one of course?" She shook out her black colt and her piercing blue eyes gazed into his as she waited for a response. Suddenly she heard a squeal, sounding a bit like Hamlet's. "Erm well.. I hope he's ok.." She looked in the direction where the noise had come from, where Hanlet had gone. If she was larger she'd rush over to help. But right now- that'd just get her killed. Her life was more important than Hamlet's anyways. She flicked her dark tail at the thought. Of course it was.

[Ember1989]

Breeze
Mare - 1.5 Years old - Tags:Dove

"Take me? That won't happen. He's mare crazy I agree. But he seems more crazy about me. I know you won't let him do that or steal me away. I know he's Wash's son but would Wash really consider kicking his own son out of the herd when Spring comes? I mean wouldn't he feel either bit upset?" Breeze asked, digging at the snow to find some grass. She then grazed.

[Λlpha]

Silentwish | English Thoroughbred | Mare | 5 years | 15.2 hands | Heat Stage: 4 | Mentions: Moonshadow, Apache's Herd | Tags: Apache, Mint

"Manners are a good start," Silentwish replied drily, although she was starting to warm to the stallion. She forced herself to look away when the stallion smiled at her. She couldn't start falling for a potentially nasty horse, not now, not ever. She raised an eyebrow when Apache suggested she stay with him and his herd for the winter. Silentiwsh swished her tail, thinking hard about her choice. This winter, she didn't have Moonshadow with her, so her chances of survival were limited. "Ok, I'll stick around for a little while," she said, finally coming to a decision. "I suppose you'd best know my name. I'm Silentwish," she told him, meeting his gaze properly for the first time in their conversation.



Thowra | Brumby | Stallion | 12 Years | Covered: 5 | Foals: Zeus | Tags: Herd (Artemis, Arya, Caribou, Silhouette & Daesi), Nightingale

"I'm Thowra, son of the wind and the wise mare Bel Bel," Thowra introduced himself, doing a slight bow before grinning at the mare. "And what might your name be, lovely?" He asked, glancing up at the sky to check the progress of the weather. He should've left earlier, he wanted to find Riot before Summer landed. In this strange land, the seasons changed quickly, unlike his true home in the Australian Alps.



Moonshadow | Morgan | Mare | 7 years | 15 hands | Heat Stage: 4 | Mentions: Mark's Herd | Tags: Mark, Mark's Herd, Dakota, Pandora.

Moonshadow winked at Mark. "Shh, don't tell anyone, but I'm secretly nice," she said with a chuckle. Pandora, the mare which she was helping, had not yet accepted her offer of her shoulder. Moonshadow shifted impatiently from hoof to hoof.

[Albino_]

Texas Rose > mare > 9 years > Herd; Merlot's > heat stage; 0 > foals; Felix > tags; Herd, Felix

Texes Rose slowly moved back to the stallion could see his foal but right at that time Thunder herded then up and moved forward at a fast pace as she slowed down to stay with her colt

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

Morning Glory followed the herd as they took off and she kept up very good infact. the yearling sighed as they continued to find new grounds

Felix > colt > just born > herd: Merlot's > tags; herd and Texas Rose

Felix follower his mother the best he could do he was still stumbling while trying to run after the herd as his mother slowed down to stay with him


Taffy > mare > 15 years old > herd; Jericho > heat stage; 0 > foals; Poetry and Arin > tags; herd

Taffy sighed as she then let the foals nurse for a while longer. they where gonna move to a new place and the foals needed strength.


Don Felipe > stallion > 17 years old > mare's; Kathida, Calamity > coverings; 1 > tags; Herd, Arrow

Din Felipe did his best smile, "welcome to the herd" he told her as she shook his head "I agree, lets go find some mares" he said to his lead mare. Don Felipe moved towards a scent of a mare to his right, he slowly walked towards the mare as he saw her behind a tree. He then walked to the tree and stopped "hello, darling, my name is Don Felipe, who might you be? the stallion asked

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

Stella jumped up as Griffin started to heard then away, she sighed as she slowly walked, she was still tired and not fully awake yet. The mare then kept following, she stayed towards the back.

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

Felicity sighed as she stood alone, this herd was big indeed. The mare softly sighed as she was a distance away from the herd, she watched her stallion interact with another mare.

[-Floflo le floo-]

♛𝓓𝓘𝓐𝓑𝓛𝓞♛

| Devils are not the only sinners |

|:|Stallion|:|17 years|:|Friesian|:|Tags: Herd, Crystalline, Judas |:|Mares: Elena, Jolene, Lyric, Fantasy, Ella|:|
|:|Foals: Avril|:|

Diablo looked at the two mares who moved away. Hmph. That's what he thought. He stood at the back of the herd while Jolene was leading it. He then saw Ella staying at the back with him. When the mare showed that she was apologizing, Diablo snorted.
He accepted her apology, but just because she'd suddenly act so 'submissive' it didn't mean that he still won't keep a good eye on her. He will. He will keep a VERY good eye on both her and Fantasy. And they won't be able to escape away from him at all. Diablo,
surprisingly, GENTLY pushed Ella in front of him. Yes, he was now being gentle because in the end, she did apologize. Fantasy? The only way she could escape was either if she'd die or if she'd get chased off by Jolene. But that won't happen any time sooner. But also, he wasn't sure about the foal. Who knows? Maybe Fantasy will die after giving birth. But until then, she was stuck here.

♛𝓐𝓜𝓐𝓓𝓔𝓤𝓢♛

| Only brave kings sacrifice their queens |

|:|Stallion|:|10 Years|:|Akhal- Teke|:|Tags: Herd, Coeur|:|Mares: Cricket, Omusa, Chase |:|
|:|Foals: Rain|:|

Amadeus followed Chase. He made sure that no mare was left behind. Once they reached the barn, Amadeus snorted. He just hoped that the old structure won't fall on them or something. After all, it did look really old. He looked around, checking to see if his mares were all there. So far so good... The stallion looked at Chase and then at the barn. He walked in slowly, checking to see if there were any dangers. To his surprise, there was a chicken. In the middle of the barn. He looked down at the small creature and he snorted. He hasn't seen any of those in a long time...

♛𝓡𝓞𝓜𝓔𝓞♛

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

|:|Colt|:|6 months|:|Rocky mountain x paint|:|Herd:Riff's|:|Tags:Herd|:|

The colt stood under his mother for a while, avoiding the cold snow that could land on him. He poked his head out a little bit for a second and then he begun to slowly get out from under his mother. He sneezed and then he begun to shake his short mane. He was getting a bit too old to stay under his mother anyway. He looked around and then he looked at Menhit. He really begun to get scared so he kept a good eye on her. Just in case.

♛𝓖𝓛𝓞𝓡𝓘𝓐♛

|The glory is mine and the fail is yours|

|:|Mare|:|14 years|:|Arabian|:|Herd:Okami's|:|Tags:Okami|:|

Gloria nodded.''Yeah, i agree. So, i see we're not in a very sheltered area- well, i hope no one minds if i lead the way. I know you've just met me, but... Hey. I need a little bit of experience, right? Thankfully, i know a thing or two about good shelter. Usually, the best shelter is in a big forest. The more trees and bushes, the better. It won't just keep us warmth, but it will also block strong winds a little and protect us from snow. Don't ask how i know this- let's just say, listening to conversations from the two legged creatures does pay off well in the end~''Gloria said. She let out a soft snort, and she straightened her position, her tail held high, and her ears forward. She begun to trot past Mizu, the mare and then she stopped, looking at Okami and Mizu. ''I'm sorry if i seem a little bit full of myself. It's just how i got raised. But if i do go to far, i greatly apologize. Now... Shall we move?"

♛𝓛𝓘𝓛𝓨♛

|Flowers blossom only when you smile|

|:|Mare|:|14 years|:|Gipsy Vanner|:|Herd: Basilo's|:|Tags: Herd|:|

Lily saw another mare approach her. She looked at her and gave her a small smile. ''Hello. I'm Lily.''She said, looking at the grey mare. ''It's very cold, isn't it? I'm surprised that my foal hasn't yet come to me to cuddle up for warmth. But since she just runs about so much, i bet she warms up very quickly.''She said, looking at her filly and watched her interact with a colt. ''I can't wait for spring. To be really fair, i like winter because things get less violent between some herds, don't they? I suppose that's a good thing about winter.''

♛𝓖𝓤𝓐𝓡𝓓𝓘𝓐𝓝♛

|I only protect those who i love|

|:|Filly|:|4 months|:|Gipsy Vanner x |:|Herd:Basilo's|:|Tags:Herd|:|

Guardian giggled. As she was about to answer though, she looked at her mother. ''Wait, we're moving.
Come on.''She said, suddenly pushing the colt after everyone. Guardian galloped after the herd as fast as she could Once they were at good grounds with shelter, Guardian pushed Eragon closer to the herd. She trotted in circles around him for a short while and then she stopped. ''That was close. We almost got lost there.''

♛𝓐𝓜𝓐𝓡𝓐♛

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

|:|Mare|:|14 years|:|Gipsy Vanner|:|Herd: Jericho's|:|Tags: Herd|:|

Amara snorted. When she'd be 15, surely Pearl would turn to be 17. And when she'd be 16, Pearl would be 18. So she'd bring her down in a fight very easily anyway. 17 or 18 was quite old. So, she'd just have to wait. She snorted and she watched Storm and Moon. She pushed Storm closer, for warmth. Winter was cold, yes. And she didn't want her foals to go all cold and catch a cold or something or get sick. If that were to happen, she'd go mental.

♛𝓜𝓞𝓞𝓝♛

|I'm like the moon- a part of me is always hidden|

|:|Filly|:|3 months|:|Gipsy vanner x Clydesdale |:| Herd: Jericho's |:| Tags: Herd|:|

There weren't really as many mares as she thought there were. She trotted over to her mother and she glued herself on to her. It was very cold, that was for sure. She walked under her mother, trying to get some warmth and use her for shelter, sort of, so the snow won't fall on to her.

♛𝓔𝓛𝓔𝓒𝓣𝓡𝓐♛

|Falling in love would like a electric shock|

|:|Mare|:|8 years old|:|Lipizzaner|:|Herd: Lorenzo's|:|Tags: Herd

The mare looked around her and just followed her herd around. She begun to shake her long mane and trotted around a little bit to find something to do. Electra looked at Santos who approached her and let out a soft snort. She looked at Okami for a second and then back at the stallion. She knew that Santos kinda liked Okami a bit more. His movements around both of them were obvious and always gave her a hint sometimes. She found it a little bit stupid though. Having a ''favorite'' mare simply wasn't that kind was it? She lifted her tail up since she really wanted to be covered now. She wanted her foal to be born at a good time. And also, her heat was slowly taking over her. So she got a bit closer to him with her tail lifted up clearly giving him permission to cover her.

♛𝓢𝓦𝓔𝓔𝓣𝓘𝓔♛

|Life is too sweet to be bitter|

|:|Filly|:|1 year & 2 months|:|Purebred Spanish horse|:|Herd: None//UNCLAIMED|:|Tags:A lot of peeps|:|

Sweetie looked at Salem and Kenickie. Sure, they might get along now, but like any other stallion, they were going to go and have a fight over their mares one day. Maybe one of them would even be a backstabber.... With a sigh, the filly stood in place, still, trembling a little bit. Jeez, it was cold outside. Her coat was still pretty short, even for her winter coat. She begun to walk closer to walk over to Liberty. ''Hello.''She said, looking at her, flicking her long tail and licking her muzzle. The filly sneezed suddenly. She begun to shake her mane and she flicked her forelock on a side. She thought that what really caught some horses' attention was her unique heart mark on her face. So she didn't want to hide it.

♛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, Jay|:|Mares: Lady, Marielle, Pandora, Felicity, Ameea, Diana, Arabella|:|
|:|Foals: Galaxy, Smoky|:|

Mark followed after Ameena and Marielle and he stood stuck against Pandora, gently guiding her. He looked at Moonshadow and he chuckled. ''Wow, such a big secret. Don't worry honey, i won't tell anyone.'He said with a giggle. Mark looked at Felicity and he nickered to her, telling her to come closer to the herd. After all, it was winter, and it was quite cold. Sure, she wouldn't mind some warmth, would she? Anyway, since they were moving now, it was better if she'd stay closer to them. Mark kept a good eye on all of his mares and foals. He really wanted winter to pass by. He didn't like winter much...

♛ 𝓟𝓡𝓘𝓝𝓒𝓔♛

|We will ever be royal |

|:|Colt|:|6 months|:|Purebred Spanish horse x friesian|:|Herd: Aden's|:|Tags:Herd|:|

Prince chuckled and he nipped the colt back. He then reared and then he begun to run around him. Sure, it was cold outside, but as he was running around so much, he'd easily get warm. He snorted and then he somehow managed to jump over the tall colt. Prince's jumping skills were very good actually. His mother was an amazing jumper and Aden? He's just a very strong stallion. It was clear that he'd grow up into a strong stallion one day. He begun to shake his short mane and he squealed happily as he begun to play in the snow.

♛𝓐𝓝𝓖𝓔𝓛♛

|Friends are kisses blown to us by angels|

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

Angel looked at Aden and then at her colt. She stood near Prince and she lowered her head down to groom him. She groomed his short, fluffy mane and then she looked around her, scanning her surroundings and keeping a good eye on everything that was around her. After all, she needed to stay on guard at all times and stay near Prince more often. The small incident with the stallion who almost kicked Prince just proved that anything could happen at any time. As winter came, Angel frowned. Great. Now she'd probably just get lost in the snow. Probably no one will even notice her since she was blending in with the snow so perfectly.

♛𝓣𝓐𝓔𝓗𝓨𝓤𝓝𝓖♛

|Love doesn't just exist in movies and books- but it happens everywhere and it's real|

|:|Mare|:|4 years|:|Arabian|:|Herd: Riot's|:|Tags: Riot |:|

Taehyung moved along with the herd. She then lowered her head down to graze. Winter was coming and she could feel the cold winds. She never felt such strong winds before. And that was because she lived on a giant farm that was like royalty. She felt like royalty there and she never stood outside in the cold before. Taehyung looked around her, scanning her surroundings. This whole new experience was new to her. So it would take her a while to adapt to such conditions.

♛𝓢𝓐𝓥𝓐𝓝𝓝𝓐𝓗♛

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

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

The mare nodded. ''Hm. Perhaps you're right. Maybe someone in my bloodline or Cerberus' bloodline has such nice eyes. But even so, i think it's pretty strange. But... Quite unique i guess.''She begun to groom Ivy again, in return. Maybe, in the end, Savannah just achieved second place in charge. Which was quite enough for her. ''Oh,
yes, i agree. When they fight, it is quite brutal. Sometimes, it makes me think that they only fight over us because of our unborn foals, just because they want big herds and foals to carry on their bloodline which is very selfish in my opinion. But, i guess that's just life.''She said with a snort. ''Oh, if you're cold, you may stick around me if you wish. My coat grew quite well, so i can't even lie and say it's cold for me. I feel quite alright.''

♛𝓢𝓘𝓔𝓡𝓡𝓐♛

|If i can't control myself, you can't control me either|

|:| Filly |:| 4 months|:| Gipsy Vanner x Shire |:| Herd: Cerberus' |:| Tags: Herd|:|

Sierra looked at Sola and she let out a soft snort. ''I'm Sierra. It's nice to meet you.''She said happily. ''You're really pretty.''She said, complimenting the filly. She begun to trot around Sola, looking at her, basically checking out her pretty features. She then stopped in front of her and she blinked a few times. ''It's really cold isn't it? I personally like spring a bit more...''She begun to shake her short mane, and she lifted her short tail up. ''I like spring and summer, because you get to chase a few butterflies sometimes. Butterflies are very pretty aren't they?''

♛𝓖𝓗𝓞𝓢𝓣♛

|Your soul will always be free|

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

He looked at the stallion and she snorted. Oh, fine, whatever. She walked over to him, but not too close. She stood a few feet away from him and his herd. The mare snorted and she begun to shake her mane. Winter was approaching quite quickly. She needed to join a good herd.... And this stallion had plenty of mares. She stood there, watching the stallion for a moment, unsure if he was nice or not. She then lowered her head down to graze, so she won't look like she was staring too much or that she was like... A creep or something.