♘ Sanctuary (Wild Horse RP) Open and Accepting!

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

Coffee followed, alert for any other horse that may be around other than themselves. She sniffed the air cautiously. Though she didn't make a comment about it, inside she thought that Alex should be a little bit more careful around other stallion, especially with only one mare in his herd.

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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: Jolene

In a combination of the negative feelings that come with being in a herd she does not like and the stress and anxiety of being near a cave Fantasy was on edge and snapped back at the lead. Normally fantasy is calm and somewhat submissive, but not right now. Fantasy pinned her ears and lashed her tail.
"So what if nothing is in it right now or if nothing wants it as a den? That cave is small and dark, stone walls surround you on all sides except the entrance. That cave is a dead end. A hungry predator can stroll on by while we're in that cave and spot us and guess what? We'll be an easy meal for the predator as we have absolutely no where to run except right into the predators mouth because your dumb*** backed us into a corner up against a wall! We should leave now. Not soon, not in five minutes, now. God, you're such a human's horse! You spent so much time with them they stripped away all your survival instincts and dumbed you down to the intelligence level of a rock." Fantasy spat.
She already knew she would likely be in trouble for her response and as soon as she spoke the last sentence she spun around and started trotting away from the group and that cursed deathtrap called a cave. She kept one eye and ear turned backwards, ready to pick her pace up into a gallop if Jolene came chasing after her.

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: Romeo

Menhit shook her head, looking at the bright landscape with her little tail flagged she realized she saw nothing from her left eye again. Thinking her eyelid was closed she tried to pry it open once more only to quickly remember it doesn't work right anymore. Menhit's tail and head dropped. Oh right. Suddenly there was a bright flash of blue and white and she perked up, ears forward and tail raised. Was her vision coming back? Some yellow and brown and then there was nothing again. Absolutely nothing. Menhit's tail fell and her small golden ears pulled back. She breathed out slowly through her nose, lowering her head to sniff the snow below her.
Was she cursed to a life of partial blindness? What had she even done to deserve such a thing? She's done nothing wrong. She had just been happy, full of energy and wanting to play. Did the world not want her to play? Is that why it hurt her so bad? Menhit glared at the snowy landscape around her. Well, screw you world. You can't stop Menhit.
Menhit trotted towards Romeo with purpose, lifting her small hooves high, pale tail flicking back and forth. She turned her head, pinning her ears and glaring at the world once more before turning back towards Romeo. She lifted her front feet off the ground for a brief second, a small little rear. She squealed and bumped Romeo with her dished head before trotting away. She spun around in a tight circle and looked back at the colt, stomping one hoof in an invitation to play fight.

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

Riot trotted after the herd, regularly doing the snaking motion to any mare or foal that strayed too far from Echo. They arrived at the barn relatively quickly. Riot moved pass his mares, trotting into the barn in a hyped up, aggressive state ready to kill any lurking predator as he checked every corner and crevice of the barn. Satisfied there was nothing of any obvious danger in here Riot exited the barn and moved the herd into the barn. It was a little of a tight squeeze near the entryway, after all, no barn is really meant to handle nearly twenty horses entering at once. Once they spread out a little it'll get better. Hopefully.
Riot went around his herd, nibbling gently at each other withers for a brief minute before moving onto the next mare. He nibbled his older fillies as well, but made sure to leave Harley's and Catcher's foals well enough alone. He then moved on to Echo, who was by herself, eyeing up a blanket. Riot's eyes lit up with amusement. He pressed up against his mare, in an act of affection and to help warm the shivering mare. He lowered his head, nickering a hello to Daisy before raising it to nibble at Echo's poll. "You alright?" He asked, deep voice low and calm.

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

Silence was a rodeo horse huh? Hera wanted to know what exactly he was going to do in rodeos, what his sport would be. While Hera had never been to a rodeo her friend had and she learned a lot about rodeos from her. Hera looked at Lexie as she spoke. What, try to ride her? As a baby? Hera furrowed her brow, no of course they didn't try that's why she was a pasture puff. No human tried to ride a baby right? Perhaps Hera looks older than she actually is.
"No, they didn't try to ride me. I was only two when I was last around humans. Said I was too young. They said I wouldn't be started till I was grown, five or something. I don't recall the exact words, I don't pay much attention when the humans talk to each other. What age did they try to ride you?" Hera replied, afterwards shaking the small amount of snow that had accumulated on her back.

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: -

Crystal was delighted to see Sunny had gotten himself another mare. More mares more warmth, more eyes and ears, higher chance of surviving. Crystal foraged around the trees for a while, but soon she uprooted all the grass and if she wanted more she'd have to leave the shelter. So she did. Crystal ventured out from the forest, brown eyes scanning the wide open plains. She did not see another horse for miles, or any animal for that matter. All there was white and the green of trees. Crystal shook her head and took several more steps outward. Her large hooves dug up the snow to reveal the vegetation underneath that Crystal grazed upon hungrily. It was cold and no where near as good as spring or summer grass, but Crystal still enjoyed it.

Liberty | Mare | Mangalarga Marchador | 13 Years | Stallion: ? | Lead Mare | Heat Stage: Anestrus
Tags: Sweetie

Liberty watched the trio of horses move further away from the herd. Probably for the best, though there was definitely some tension in the herd and Liberty wondered why. Her gaze switched over to the Andalusian filly that had approached, Sweetie as she's called. She saw the heart shaped star on her forehead but did not comment on it. In her mind it's just a shape as Liberty does not know what a human's symbol for a heart is. Liberty swished her tail idly, blinking slowly she replied, "Hello." Liberty looked at Salem and Kenickie, moving a little closer to Sweetie she asked her, "Which one of the two are you rooting for?"

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

Foxy stopped grazing, the bay mare cocking a hoof and letting her ears hang to the sides. Winter was almost always a boring time of year. Nothing but a lot of standing around and foraging for food. Spring and Summer are so much more fun. The air is warm, stallions get fired up and foals are being born, it's a wonderful time of year. Foxy's ears flicked forward as the yearling moved away and her mother slowly approached. Well, Foxy was doing nothing, might as well make friends, right?
Foxy took a step towards the mare, turning to face her she nickered, "Hello, I don't think we've properly met yet. I'm Foxy. You are?"

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

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.

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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,Amara,Moon)
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Jericho perked his ears a bit, happy to be with Candy and Desire and finally have a little peace. He continued grooming the mare for a moment, even when Kaia spoke to him. He then gently nudged her and turned his head to look at Kaia questioningly. What did she need? He commented a bit quietly. "You seemed like you were having fun out there." He wasn't being mean of course- just commenting. She was quite playful apparently. He twitches his ear, swiveling them occasionally to listen for any danger nearby. He glanced into the distance with a slight sigh, before turning to Kaia again. Fable was out there somewhere- and he didn't know where she was. He needed to find her, for Candy. And Kaia wanted so much attention from him- why couldn't she just interact with other mares like a normal horse? He sighed, adding on, "Do you need anything?" He asked this kindly, not rudely of course. He shook some snow of of his coat, realizing now how cold it had been. The large stallion didn't get too cold, much like a few of his mares, because of his build and even his feathered hooves helped sometimes. However, the snow was simply annoying as it melted and dripped down his back. It wasn't sticking, thank goodness, but it was still rather cold. He was still standing next to Desire and Candy, Simply with his head turned. He pressed closer to them to help keep them warm, realizing they were probably feeling colder than he was.


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/5 months -•-Daisy, Pregnant-•-Riot-•-tags: Herd
_____________________________________________________ Echo quickly looked away from the blanket as Riot approached. If a horse could blush, she'd be blushing right now. The arabian mare leaned into Riot's touch, as it warmed her. Perhaps she should move closer to the herd. However, she didn't have too close of a bond with any of these mares. She hadn't really thought about talking to them much. Perhaps once Riot left she'd do that. She perked her ears a bit as Riot spoke. She loved his voice so much. "I'll be fine," she mumbled regretfully. Echo nudged her filly closer to her. She was a considerable amount less cold now that Riot was here. She looked at the other mares for a moment, wishing she was able to grow a winter coat of some sort. Of course, being an Arabian, she couldn't. She looked around her old barn. She'd grown up here. A few ribbons hung on her stall, from those annoying shows where she'd simply stand on a rope and be judged. She was a bit too young at the time to do much else, but apparently she had a good bloodline. She gently nuzzled Riot's shoulder in thanks, finally quite a bit of the cold seeping from her pelt. She looked to her little filly, who looked quite a bit like Radar. It'd be a shame when she'd have to leave. Daisy was such a cutie. She was a bit stuck up, but not much could be done about that.
Daisy nursed hungrily, tucking under her mother's belly as much as she could for warmth. She watched the snow outside through the doors of the shelter. She looked up at her mother curiously. "Mama what is this place?" She blinked a few times and lowered her head, her mother answering that it was a barn, where horses used to live. "Oh." she said quietly, looking up at her father. She looked a lot like him. She tilted her head curiously before continuing to nurse and warm herself.



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.

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⦕𝕮𝖔𝖊𝖚𝖗 𝕯'𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙⦖

| 𝕮𝖔𝖊𝖚𝖗 | Mare | 5.5 years | Akhal-Teke | 15.3hh | Herd; Amadeus | Tags; Amadeus|covered|

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

Coeur followed the herd into the barn. The akhal teke spooked when a chicken came out of no where flying infront of her face. Coeur squealed and reared up onto her back legs. Quickly widening her eyes and kicking her hooves at the animal. As Coeur landed roughly she flared her nostrils and started breathing very quickly. The others would likely be upset that she had made a commotion but she really hated birds. "Je déteste des poussin!!!", she screached. "Je ne veux pas être dans un grange!" She mumbled in French.

⦓𝔻𝕖𝕠𝕣𝕔 𝔸𝕖𝕝𝕗𝕤𝕔𝕪𝕟𝕖⦔

| 𝔸𝕖𝕝𝕗𝕤𝕔𝕪𝕟𝕖 | Mare | 4.5 years | Russian Saddle | 15.2hh | Herd; Endeavors | Tags; Willow | covered|

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

Aelfscyne took on the expression of a concerned smile, raising her head slightly, and perking up. "I've noticed that you have been acting different recently. Sad is it? A little lonely. Or depressed. I wanted to know if I could help. I know I'm young and probably dont understand but id like it if I helped you by letting you have someone to talk with about things.". Aelfscyne wanted to make sure Willow was really ok. Not just on the outside, because anyone can fake an expression. "If you don't want to talk, thats fine. But know I'm here when you need someone.", the sooty buckskin once again dipped her head and returned to her earlier state. Willow was sad. But why? When she met Willow, she wasn't sad, was she?

⦑ αєƒяє αяѕση ⦒

| αяѕση | Mare | 7.5 years | Akhal-Teke | 16.1hh | Herd; Riots| Tags; Lucy, |covered|

❝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 was smirking inside, oh how funny. She's mad now, so she picks on me. Well thats not very good for her rating now is it. Arson lifted her head, in the process noticing that she was much taller. She guessed this was because of her long neck and legs. She was on the thinner side, but only so that she had a beautiful look of refined muscle weight. Akhal-tekes did not do as well in winter because they were meant to be dessert horses, but she was determined to prove that wrong. Arson regarded Lucy in a demeaning way. Lifting one eye brow and staring at her expectantly. This mare had a hot temper, which was never good, unless you were Arson. She flicked her tail in annoyance at Lucy, "Yes... ?", she responded dismissively. If this mare kept this hot temper up, and did as she so willingly just did, As to start a fight of some sort, she would not last long in Winter. She should rather be eating or resting. Arson then returned to kicking the snow away with a hoof so that she could get to what grass was left underneath.

Crystalline Image

| Crystalline | Mare | 10.5 years | Andalusia | 17.0hh | Herd; Diablo | Tags; herd, fantasy| covered |

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

Crystalline followed the herd, trotting at one side and nipping at Fantasy. As Jolene led them into a cave she began to judge the mares choice. Yes it was safe and warm, but what about something being in the cave that might jump out at them. Crystalline shivered at the thought. What would Diablo think about this? She looked towards him expectantly. Either way they needed shelter and this would have to do. She looked towards the herd again and Fantasy refused to go into the cave. Then the mare started mouthing off. Stupid much. "You are young and stupid. So shut your d*mn mouth. Its not your choice where we go. You are only here to make foals for Diablo. Your feelings mean nothing to us.", then she began cantering around the mare to stop her from going anywhere. So she made a deep rumbling noise from her stomach and bit down hard on the mares flank. Then proceeded to shove her into the cave by force. She was very young and small, so it wouldn't take much for the large 17 hand Andalusian mare to push her in.

[size=150]Deep Copper

| Copper | Mare | 3.5 years | Akhal-Teke | 16.2hh | Herd; Apache | Tags; Apache |Covered|

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

Copper watched the shy thoroughbred with as much contempt as the other arrogant mare. Even if she was the shy type, Copper felt off about the both of them. As she made eye contact with the arrogant mare she narrowed her eyes. She thought that she could just walk in and be the center of attention, she had another thing coming. Copper lifted her head and held it high. Copper was a tall mare, being as she had a long neck, it gave her a sense of confidence when she was taller than alot of other horses. Apache was a thoroughbred, but their mixed foal would be the best of them all. Think of how beautiful a thoroughbred X akhal teke foal would be. In the human world, a foal like this would be a prize, because any akhal teke mix or not was rare and expensive. But as she watched the mare Mint wandered away. It was suspicious, but Copper did not follow. With perked ears she heard a faint noise, a rumbling. Her eyes widened, "APACHE! MOZART!! ITS A TIGER! RUN!!!" She squealed quickly before bolting past Apache and the new mare. The scent of the beast was discusting .

The Silver Arrow

| Arrow | Mare | 5.5 years | Hanoverian | 15.0hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; Don Felipe's herd | too late|

❝My Shyness has ruined so many opportunities.❞

Arrow pinned her ears in an annoyed manner as Kathida began to push her. Quickly digging her hooves into the snow. The stallion was obvious not interested in Arrow. He had so little interest that he left after not even getting her name. "Arrow", she responded simply. Her jitters were gone for now. Arrow moved away from the spoiled Kathida and moved towards the gathered herd on her own. She guessed that it was better for her safety if she stuck with them. Arrow kept silient and held her head low. A stallion that was barely interested and a few bickering mares. Well... She was in for a ride. Busy enough to leave the mare he was speaking to for another, that was just rude. Arrow swished her tail and began to return to her secluded state. She ignored the noises around her and worked on calming her nerves.

The Rogue of Night

| Blood | Mare | 8.5 years | Hanoverian | 16.0hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; Santos, Kairi| In heat |

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

A fiery repulsion set into the mare. No introduction at all. How rude! She would need to teach this stallion some manners. Quickly the large mare lashed out with her back legs; nailing the stallion quite well in his back legs. She lowered and turned her head to him pinning her ears back in anger, and finally after ripping her body away from him she faced her whole body towards him. Blood stared at him in disbelief and bared her teeth to the stallion. She was preparing to bite him. She would not be treated with such disrespect. Blood raised her head, with ears still pinned, and let out a defensive whinny. Such behavior would not be tolerated. This mare had obviously not tamed her stallion, so Blood would do it for her. Blood relaxed her ears into a normal position and looked away from the stallion; holding her head in a prideful manner. She would make the stallion try this introduction again and again till he got it right.

The Subtle Silhouette

| Silhouette | Mare | 2 years | Hanoverian | 13.2hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; herd |in heat|

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

Silhouette jerked away in surprise at the sudden mares appearance. Then relaxed back into her vulnerable state a few moments later. "ttttt-...hatt was my sisss- ter and... He tricked me. He bit her and drived her away.", the young mare responded as she continued to quiver in fear. Her expression was that of accepting the fear that she was receiving. An expression of pain crossed her face. She felt betrayal, how could the stallion be so different with her and then turn around to drive her sister away. In winter at that! "and... I can't help but think I'm going to die this winter. I should have thought about the consequence's of being covered.". Silhouette felt a weight lifted off her shoulders as Thowra walked away to go claim another mare.

The Gold Tipped Feather

| Feather | Mare | 5.5 years | Hanoverian | 15.3hh | Herd; N/A | Tags; Lucifer |too late|

❝Fortune favors the bold.❞

Feather looked up from where she stood to see the stallion and the mare. The stallion was even younger than her, not a good sign. He probably wouldn't do as well when it came spring and summer, unless all of the other stallions had become old. But maybe... She could get revenge on Thowra, and help this stallion grow to snake all of his mares. Feather lifted her head and perked her ears. She blinked her watery eyes away as she studied him and the mare he was trying to keep away. That is slightly rude, she thought. The pretty golden mare gave a nicker in response and slowly approached the two. The wound would form a scar, and the scar would stay with her. Reminding her of the trap she led her sister into and the worthless pig headed stallion who had no manners at all. He was stupid enough to let a mare leave, when she could have been a wonderful asset to his herd. "Hello. Who might you be?", Feather spoke with a shaky voice. As if she was about to break. A fragile soul, tormented by those playing the game of life.

Purely Royal

| Princess | Mare | 3 years | Hanoverian | 15.0hh | Herd; Sunny's herd| Tags; Sunny and Crystal | covered|

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

Princess welcomed Sunny back and nuzzled his shoulder gently. He began to groom some ice out of her hair. She began to calm down. "Did I hear you say that you were a dressage horse? I find that kind of funny, when you think about dressage I think large light horses. You must have been very good at what you did.". She regarded Sunnys coat color. He was very handsome but it must have been difficult for him to be so coordinated with his large size. Princess glanced at the new mare but quickly lost interest in her.

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[SingSangJisung]

Rocky and Gene

Geneveve|6|Lucifer & Feather|Loner|Heat:0
Gene flicked her tail. "see, she wants to talk! My name is Gene." she looked over at Lucifer, waiting for him to introduce himself.
she looked like a pretty young mare, and she could be a nice asset to the little herd they had created.

Rocket|17|Open|Loner|Gelding
Rocket woke from a small nap. He had found a small tree to shelter
him for the sun. Rocky didnt really care if this was a herd's territory, because
if a stallion ever tried to challenge him he would just gallop away. He had
always been like that. even with the humans. he would always be able to get
away with so much. at some points he would injure a rider and never get in
trouble, so he had gotten used to causing mayhem.

[Ember1989]

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.

[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: Crystalline, Any nearby stallion

Perhaps to her surprise Crystalline chased after her instead. While Fantasy was young, yes, she had basic survival instincts and had learned a lot from her old herd. Fantasy could give a thousand reasons why Crystalline and Jolene were wrong, why the cave is bad and how they're letting their stupidity and inexperience show but she didn't. Words are meaningless now, it's clear to her that these two mares were as dumb and stubborn as boulders.
Fantasy pinned her ears and squealed defiantly, galloping away from the approaching mare. Fantasy slid to a stop as the Andalusian popped up in front of her. She nipped Fantasy hard, breaking the skin and drawing quite a bit of blood, her white and black coat being stained bright red and and maroon. Fantasy squealed, turning around kick as hard as she could at the Andalusian's neck.
"Get off me you f****** land whale!" Fantasy shrieked.
She darted forwards, acting like she was going to go back to the cave but then took a sharp turn right and raced to the forest not too far away. Crystalline would have a hard time following her in there.
Fantasy tossed her head, whinnying loudly every so often, her voice echoing across the land for miles signalling her position to everyone and everything but specifically she was calling out asking for any nearby stallion to come and take her. She was sooo done with this herd and wanted nothing more than to leave.

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

Arya glanced back warily at Thowra. She hadn't liked how he had chased off the other young mare earlier, it was very harsh and seemingly he had done it for little to no good reason. Now with one of his mares visibly upset Thowra pays her no mind. Arya began to feel feelings of doubt towards her stallion. And for all his talk about being raised well be a wise and respectful mare...
Arya shoved off the feelings, turning her attention back to the young filly beside her. Arya nudged her shoulder gently, replying softly, "Hey, it'll be alright. You're not going to die, trust me. But it won't help if you're being negative. You gotta think positive, okay?" Arya nudged the mare once more and gestured towards Artemis' colt, Zeus. "Here, look at the cute little colt. Help make you happy. Next year you'll have your own adorable foal, just have to stay positive" She nickered with a slight smile. She was trying to help Silhouette be in a better state of mind, but she wasn't sure how well it will work.

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

Willow sighed inwardly. This. She didn't want to talk about this, honestly she just wanted everyone to forget about it and move on. Bringing it back up will do no good, her colt was born dead, long gone, nothing anyone can do.
"Thanks but no thanks." Willow replied simply with a dip of her head.
She thought about saying how only time could heal things but just saying it in her mind to herself sounded ridiculous and she decided against it. Willow pawed at the snow beneath her. A year ago she was huddling under some trees with Mark. If only she had stayed with Mark, if only those two cursed stallions hadn't shown up and taken her, maybe then she'd have Masir by her side. She closed her eyes, trying to imagine having the small spotted body pressed up against her. Having and raising her first little foal. Her heart twisted at the thoughts.
Suddenly she lifted her head up high and pinned her ears. Just when she was moving on that filly had to bring things back up! In an instant Willow's feelings of sadness slipped into feelings of anger. The same type of senseless rage she had experienced when she had her stillborn. She wanted to take her anger out on someone just like she had wanted to back then. Why did she feel so angry? Probably because being angry is easier than feeling hurt.
She took a few stiff steps away from everyone else, lashing her bi-colored tail and gritting her teeth, the mare desperately resisting the urge to lash out at her herd members. She hoped to God the young Russian Saddlebred mare had the sense not to go near her now, for if she did Willow would snap.

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: Romeo

Menhit shook her head, looking at the bright landscape with her little tail flagged she realized she saw nothing from her left eye again. Thinking her eyelid was closed she tried to pry it open once more only to quickly remember it doesn't work right anymore. Menhit's tail and head dropped. Oh right. Suddenly there was a bright flash of blue and white and she perked up, ears forward and tail raised. Was her vision coming back? Some yellow and brown and then there was nothing again. Absolutely nothing. Menhit's tail fell and her small golden ears pulled back. She breathed out slowly through her nose, lowering her head to sniff the snow below her.
Was she cursed to a life of partial blindness? What had she even done to deserve such a thing? She's done nothing wrong. She had just been happy, full of energy and wanting to play. Did the world not want her to play? Is that why it hurt her so bad? Menhit glared at the snowy landscape around her. Well, screw you world. You can't stop Menhit.
Menhit trotted towards Romeo with purpose, lifting her small hooves high, pale tail flicking back and forth. She turned her head, pinning her ears and glaring at the world once more before turning back towards Romeo. She lifted her front feet off the ground for a brief second, a small little rear. She squealed and bumped Romeo with her dished head before trotting away. She spun around in a tight circle and looked back at the colt, stomping one hoof in an invitation to play fight.

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: Echo, Taehyung

Riot pressed up against Echo even more as she leaned into him. He watched her face as she spoke and he nickered softly in reply, "Alright, just know if you ever need me I'll be here for you." Riot groomed his mare for a while, not really to clean her, just strictly to bond. His gray velvety lips twitched up and down along Echo's neck and withers, scratching her gently with his teeth. After a while he hung his head over her withers in a form of hug, gently nibbling at her shoulder on the other side. He looked by her flank and saw little Daisy's adorable face stare up at him briefly. She was so cute. He hadn't interacted with his fillies much, but perhaps that was for the best. Don't get too attached too them. After all he will one day hand them over to a stallion he sees fit. However perhaps in the springtime when things are much nicer he can spend some more time with them.
He nibbled lovingly at Echo one last time before finally moving away. He looked at each one of his mares to make sure everything was going smoothly. Lucy seemed to be agitated with Arson. He would have to keep an eye on them, make sure things didn't escalate too far. He moved over to Taehyung. He hadn't had a chance to speak with her much since initially claiming her, he should do so now. He nickered softly to her in greeting, approaching the mare with his head lowered respectfully. He stopped just in front of her, not wanting to go closer to her just yet in case she's upset. "Hey, sorry about earlier, being interrupted and all. Are you doing alright?" Riot asked.

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

Silence was a rodeo horse huh? Hera wanted to know what exactly he was going to do in rodeos, what his sport would be. While Hera had never been to a rodeo her friend had and she learned a lot about rodeos from her. Hera looked at Lexie as she spoke. What, try to ride her? As a baby? Hera furrowed her brow, no of course they didn't try that's why she was a pasture puff. No human tried to ride a baby right? Perhaps Hera looks older than she actually is.
"No, they didn't try to ride me. I was only two when I was last around humans. Said I was too young. They said I wouldn't be started till I was grown, five or something. I don't recall the exact words, I don't pay much attention when the humans talk to each other. What age did they try to ride you?" Hera replied, afterwards shaking the small amount of snow that had accumulated on her back.

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: -

Crystal was delighted to see Sunny had gotten himself another mare. More mares more warmth, more eyes and ears, higher chance of surviving. Crystal foraged around the trees for a while, but soon she uprooted all the grass and if she wanted more she'd have to leave the shelter. So she did. Crystal ventured out from the forest, brown eyes scanning the wide open plains. She did not see another horse for miles, or any animal for that matter. All there was white and the green of trees. Crystal shook her head and took several more steps outward. Her large hooves dug up the snow to reveal the vegetation underneath that Crystal grazed upon hungrily. It was cold and no where near as good as spring or summer grass, but Crystal still enjoyed it.

Liberty | Mare | Mangalarga Marchador | 13 Years | Stallion: ? | Lead Mare | Heat Stage: Anestrus
Tags: Sweetie

Liberty watched the trio of horses move further away from the herd. Probably for the best, though there was definitely some tension in the herd and Liberty wondered why. Her gaze switched over to the Andalusian filly that had approached, Sweetie as she's called. She saw the heart shaped star on her forehead but did not comment on it. In her mind it's just a shape as Liberty does not know what a human's symbol for a heart is. Liberty swished her tail idly, blinking slowly she replied, "Hello." Liberty looked at Salem and Kenickie, moving a little closer to Sweetie she asked her, "Which one of the two are you rooting for?"

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

Foxy stopped grazing, the bay mare cocking a hoof and letting her ears hang to the sides. Winter was almost always a boring time of year. Nothing but a lot of standing around and foraging for food. Spring and Summer are so much more fun. The air is warm, stallions get fired up and foals are being born, it's a wonderful time of year. Foxy's ears flicked forward as the yearling moved away and her mother slowly approached. Well, Foxy was doing nothing, might as well make friends, right?
Foxy took a step towards the mare, turning to face her she nickered, "Hello, I don't think we've properly met yet. I'm Foxy. You are?"

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

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.

[-Floflo le floo-]

♛𝓓𝓘𝓐𝓑𝓛𝓞♛

| Devils are not the only sinners |

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

He watched the mares argue. He then looked at Fantasy who begun to run off. ''Ugh, you should learn to shut your mouth.''He said, looking at Crysalline. He begun to gallop after Fantasy, and he quickly caught up to her. He begun to snake her back into his herd. But it was quite a gentle snake... It wasn't very expected from Diablo to be gentle all of a sudden. ''We're far away from any other herds, and also, any predator could of jumper out of nowhere right now and attack you. Crysalline should learn to shush. Now, be a sweetheart and calm down.''He said, as he finally reached the herd. He looked around him, scanning his surroundings. ''What about that?''He said, looking at a large area that basically had a few trees very close together, and a few bushes around it. It should be good enough for shelter...

♛𝓐𝓜𝓐𝓓𝓔𝓤𝓢♛

| Only brave kings sacrifice their queens |

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

He looked at Coeur and then at the chicken. He trotted over to the mare, and he begun to groom her short mane. ''Are you okay?''He asked, a little bit concerned. ''Don't worry, it was just a chicken.
They usually tend to be chill, but if they get scared they defend themselves just like we do. Look.''Amadeus looked at the chicken, and he stomped his hoof on the ground. As he did so, the chicken begun to try to get away from them, and went into a corner in the barn. ''See?''

♛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|:|

Romeo watched Menhit try to play with him. He needed to be a little bit careful around her, so.. He trotted over to her and he half reared. He begun to shake his short mane, and he trotted around her in circles for a while. He snorted, and from play... He walked over to her to groom her. Play suddenly turns into a grooming session. Romeo was quite scared for Menhit, so he tried to show her a little bit of love since she was his 'half sister'. He groomed her short mane, gently. He just hoped she'd get better...

♛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|:|

The filly snorted. ''I don't know yet. Both seem nice. ...In a way. I can't really decide- but i hope to go with the kindest one out of them.''She said. She stood close to the mare, since it was still winter and it was pretty cold indeed. She wasn't used to the cold snow like this. Usually she'd have her mother to keep her warm, but... This time is different. She looked around and she watched Salem and Kenickie deal with another horse. Hmph. They should try to be a bit nicer...

♛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, Moonshadow|:|
|:|Foals: Galaxy, Smoky|:|

Once they reached shelter, Mark stood close to Pandora. He looked at Felicity. He nickered to her, telling to come a little bit closer if she wanted to. She didn't have a chance to talk to her much and he felt pretty bad about it. He slightly lowered his head with respect at Felicity. ''It's pretty cold, isn't it? I think you should come a little bit closer and not stay at the edge of the herd.''He said kindly to the mare. He looked around, staying alert in case of any predators. He was sure they were pretty safe for now, but you never know..

♛ 𝓟𝓡𝓘𝓝𝓒𝓔♛

|We will ever be royal |

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

Prince had no idea what he was doing, but he was doing it. He snorted and he jumped around in the snow. He begun to shake his short mane and he begun to gallop around, randomly, playing around in the snow. Prince let out a whinny before going up to Cody and getting himself stuck on to him. It was cold, so... He looked at Cody and blinked a few times. ''You know, it's funny how we get along even though we might grow up as stallions. Usually, stallions don't get along, but we're a bit different.''He said with a chuckle.

♛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 |:|

The mare looked at Riot who approached. ''I'm alright.''She said, looking around for a second. ''It's pretty cold. I've never really experienced this, but... I'm alright for now i guess.''She said with a snort. The mare flicked her forelock out of her eyes. She elegantly pawed the ground, standing in a fit- looking position. Sure, she looked like she tried to act elegant- but in the same time, that's how she got raised, really. She wasn't trying anything, but it was hard for her to act different. ''I kinda miss well made shelter...''She said quietly to herself.

♛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.

[sharklord]

KAIA

Mare|Stallion: Jericho|Foal: Sarafina|Expecting

Kaia backed away. "No. I'm just saying hey." She neighed. Going back to Sara, she sighed.

[eleutheromaniac.]

Catcher
Mare
12 years old
Heat;0
tagged;Herd

I smile at the other mares as we arrive in the barn. I lip Carver's mane gently, taking in all of the new faces. Riot knows not to get close to foals, which makes me feel much more comfortable. I feel quite relieved that Carver is a filly. If she had been a colt, I don't know how I would've found a herd. Would Riot have tried to kill her? I guess I'll never know. I'm happy I'll never know. I look down at my filly with loving eyes.

Carver
Mare
7 months
Heat;0
tagged;herd

I look around the barn, expecting to see humans, but there are none. The barn looks like it hasn't been occupied in a very long time. Why did we come here? I look around as all of the horses are getting settled. Well, it is significantly warmer in here... And the snow can't get through the roof. Oh! Shelter! I bounce up and down, proud of myself for figuring out the mystery.

Thunder
Mare
14 years old
Heat;pregnant
tagged;herd

I nuzzle Merlot as he grooms me, feeling my body relax. I nicker back to him gently. This overhang won't be good enough shelter for too long. We will have to move soon. I shake my head, not wanting to worry about that now. I finally feel comfortable, something I haven't felt in a long time. I just want to bathe in this feeling for a little bit. I almost am always thinking about the herd. Its just how I am. I deserve a little relaxation time.

Flannery
Mare
9 years old
Heat;pregnant
tagged; Herd

I giggle as he lips my muzzle. I nuzzle him lovingly, feeling my whole body relax as he continues to groom me. I sigh as he bursts after Muerto. Silly colt. He should've known better. I trot closer to the herd in attempt to keep warm when Wash nickers to me. I nicker back and press myself against the stallion and one of the other mares, not being able to tell which.

Silence
Stallion
6 years old
Coverings;1
tagged; Hera&Lexie

I smile at her excitement about my previous profession. Yeah, it was cool, I guess. I'm not really one for showing off and all though, so I didn't enjoy it all that much. It was also very... Dusty. I nicker. I turn my ears towards Hera, listening to their conversation carry out with interest.

Jolene
Mare
13 years old
Heat;pregnant
tagged; Herd

I stamp my hoof at the stupid mare. I'm not going to lower myself so low and chase after her, no. While Diablo runs after her, I turn to Crystalline. I appreciate the help, but this is my fight. I nicker sharply. When Fantasy and Diablo arrive back with the rest of the herd, I walk up to the mare with an eerie calmness in each step. I stare her straight in the eyes, walking up to her so our noses touch. Listen, sugar. I spit the words out with a venomous rage, my much larger frame towering over her. I'm not sure I like your attitude. I'm also not sure if you understand the pressures of being a lead mare. I say, shivering as the snow begins to pick up once again. You say I'm dumbed down, but I really disagree. Want to know all of the thoughts I'm thinking? There is a lot of thought that must go into this. You see, we have limited options. The snow is picking up, meaning we need to get shelter as soon as possible. I don't know if you've had the experience of having a foal, but I have. And I want my foal alive. Right now this is our best option. Do you know why? The highest odds are that all of the predators have already found shelter. I know it is not 100%, and I don't like it either, but it is our best option. That clearing Diablo suggested? Yeah. The odds of us freezing to death out there are much higher than the ones of a predator finding us and killing us in here. And the odds are even higher for us to freeze to death while looking elsewhere. This is our best bet. You honestly don't think I've thought of all of this? I am responsible for all of your lives. I'm not a careless little filly like you. I have to put thought into every one of my actions, or I could be killing all of you. Like I told you, as soon as the storm passes, we leave. Alright? If you don't like it, you can sit out in the cold. But I sure as hell am not letting you leave this herd. If you're going to disobey me, you can stand out there and freeze. So the only two options you have are join us, or die. Stupid b****. I nicker, giving her a harsh nip on the withers, hoping to break the skin and draw blood. With my ears flat against my head, I stamp my hoof into the earth threateningly once again. I feel ripped a part. I run the facts through my head over and over again, always coming to the same conclusion. We need to stay here. I do not show my doubt in my stance, but every fiber in my brain is tense with fear. What if... No, no too risky. But what if? What if I could go while the others wait her. I wouldn't go far. Just a small search to see if I could find anything better. No, stupid. I shouldn't put myself in danger like that. and Avril! She couldn't come! I can't trust anyone here with her. I trusted Elena with her before. Could I do it again? I think it over once more. I am willing to risk my life for the herd, but what will Avril do without me? She isn't nursing anymore and she is almost a year old. She could be okay, right? Am I willing to put the good of the herd above the good of my daughter? I think I am. I think I have a better idea.

Avril
Mare
7 months
Heat;0
tagged; Herd

I shiver, my teeth chattering. I hide under my mother's belly as the other mare begins to yell. I follow closely behind my mama as she approaches the mare. A thrill runs down my spine as mama bites her. I want to nip her too! Then I think about her words. I don't think I ever realized how much work being boss was. Being lead mare doesn't seem so cool anymore. It seems scary.

Cerberus
Stallion
16 years old
Coverings;3
tagged; Herd

I laugh at the little foal. Fear is the only way to gain respect. This foal already fears me. I should have no problem chasing him out of this herd when the time comes. I move closer to him, inspecting him. He looks healthy enough. He will make a fine stallion. I wrap myself around Inez on the opposite side of her foal, hoping that my already wooly coat will provide a good amount of warmth for her.

Candy
Mare
13 years old
Heat;3
tagged; Herd

I continue to graze quietly as Jericho speaks to Kaia. I have reasons to live. I have Jericho, my daughter, and the hope to see Fable once again. I need to eat. I need to grow strong. I need to survive. I press myself against Jericho for warmth and make sure Desire gets enough as well.

Desire
Filly
7 months
Heat;0
tagged; Herd

I shiver, my entire body trembling. The snow seems to be getting worse. I didn't think that was possible!