♘ Sanctuary (Wild Horse RP) V.2 Open and Accepting!

[Starwindrider]

Jinsoku
Jinny ~ Female ~ 6 Years ~ Heat: 2 ~ Tags: Pilgrim ~ Link

"Oh," Jinsoku replied, twitching her wet ears. Snorting, she scrambled for shelter under a bunch of wide trees not too far away. She stopped under the canopy and shook herself dry, and grumbled discontentedly. "Trust autumn to give so much rain."

Nero
Nero ~ Male ~ 8 Years ~Coverings: 2 ~ Herd: Amina, Lovey, Somba, Ava ~ Tags: Herd, Rome ~ Link

"Welcome then, Rome. Come on, we need to get shelter," Nero neighed to his little Herd. He then scrambled up the valley to the small clump of trees for shelter, checking back to make sure his mares were following.

Senshi
Sen ~ Male ~ 7 Years ~ Coverings: 0 ~ Herd: None ~ Tags: Kashikoi, Cheyenne ~ Link

Senshi is quick to notice the beautiful overo mare standing quite a distance away, and he raises his head from grazing. He snorts to himself. Looking up, he sees the first rain clouds of autumn sweep in from the horizon. He glances back at the mare again. She seemed just about his age. He badly wanted a herd of his own, as all young bachelors did, but he knew that there would be no chance that he would be able to defeat his sire in a fight.

Kashikoi
Kashi ~ Male ~ 12 Years ~ Coverings: 0 ~ Herd: None ~ Tags: Senshi, Cheyenne ~ Link

Kashikoi sees her as well, and considers his options. If he was to fight, he would easily defeat his son, but he did not really want to harm Senshi too badly. But the wild spirit in him had already taken over since the day they were dumped here. Neighing shrilly, he turns upon Senshi, hooves thrashing wildly. A slight drizzle begins to fall as Father and Son start fighting.

[drift.]

Sunburst
Mare||Loner||6 years||Palomino Mustang||Heat:1||Tagging, OPEN

Sunburst trotted on the wet grass, trying to outrun the uncomfortable rain. She tossed her head, lifting her legs high to avoid puddles. She longed for a herd more than she ever had. She wanted the warmth of another mare.


Jimber
Stallion||Mares: Marielle, River||9 years||Palomino Mustang||Tagging, Marielle, [b]Iona[/b]

Jimber slowly made his way down the slope, keeping his ears pricked curiously as he approached the young filly and mare. He shook out his cream mane and said thoughtfully. "My name is Jimber. I will protect you and your filly. It's my pleasure to help you." he said kindly, a slight southern drawl to his voice. His gaze softened as he lowered his head to nibble River's fetlock, telling her not to be afraid of him.
"I don't want to steal any mares with winter so close, but will gladly except lone mares." Jimber looked up at the trees, sighing,
"We better get moving," he knew he needed to find greener grass and somesort of shelter for his new mare and filly. Determined to be the best stallion for River and Marielle he headed towards where he came from. The mustang took a step back and turned to go back to Marielle and River. Though his stallion instinct told him never to leave a mare, his heart told him don't leave anyone, mare or not. He watched her fall, but didn't rush towards her, he didn't want to startle her. Jimber turned his head to gaze at her, "I- uh. Well." he lowered his head shyly when the mare just stared at him. Maybe she's deaf? he thought. He flicked his ears to the side, showing he was relaxed yet interested. He started to graze the wet grass as a sign of safety. Jimber finally raised his tail happily, lowering his lip in a friendly gesture. He felt obliged to keep a respectful distance, even if she could hear.

[carpe noctem.]

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Mare ♔ thirteen ♔ Akhal-teke ♔ Foals: none ♔ Stallion: Delgado ♔ Heat: covered ♔ tags; herd, Eulah

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Hera's ears flattened to her head, pinned against her skull as the piercing roar of thunder cut through the darkening sky. Rain continued to fall, becoming more violent as the minutes passed. Her coat was soaked through, turning it to a darker shade of her golden hue. It was hugging her lithe, elegant frame as they walked to shelter, and she slowly turned her slightly lowered head to Eulah. The pretty pinto mare had made her way up to the drained former lead mare, and put out a calming sense around her.
Hera didn't say anything to the mare, just enjoying a peaceful silence between them as they traveled to shelter. She felt the herd begin to switch into a slow walk, then to a complete halt. She turned her head momentarily to Eulah, nickering softly to her and moving closer to her so that she could groom her mane. Hera found that Eulah had never gotten onto her bad side when they were in Alex's herd, actually the only mare that she didn't mind. She hoped that she could bond with the mare, as she seemed like she'd be a great friend.

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Mare ♔ Eleven ♔ Arabian ♔ Foals: sonata ♔ Stallion: Icarus ♔ Heat: covered ♔ tags; herd

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Aria had let herself lower her head and graze, relaxing a bit further as she listened to her stallion speak. The arabian mix seemed to know how to allure a stallion, even her laugh had a rather beautiful, musical note to it. The grey Arabian mare thought that she seemed nice enough, and she was positive Icarus liked her, too. Though, she wasn't to sure about her whole pregnant thing. As lovely as foals were, she wasn't sure Icarus reaction if it were to be a colt. She was snapped out of her soundless thinking as Daae directed her question to both of them, a friendly smile appearing on Aria's face. "I would be pleased to have you in our little herd, and I'm sure Icarus is too." She replied, giving the stallion a affectionate nicker. She nodded her head in understanding as the female excused herself to give birth, wishing her the best of luck for her and her foal. A pain stabbed through her heart at the thought of her little chestnut arabian, Sonata. She was so feeble, so inoccent and pure. Aria wished she was back at her side, though knew she was long gone. She shook away those feelings, and lifted her tail just slightly to Icarus, alerting him of her heat. *fade*
The rain soon began to fall upon them, her coat quickly becoming soaked through. She gave Daae and her new foal a gentle nudge forwards, into the roofed forests in the distance ahead of them. She hoped that Icarus would go behind and give the herd a few gentle bumps forwards as she led them to the forest. She soon slowed down as they neared it, and she felt the rain not fall so violently on her pelt.

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Mare ♔ twelve ♔ thoroughbred ♔ Foals: none ♔ Stallion: Jericho // lead mare ♔ Heat: covered ♔ tags; herd

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Neptune watched as the new mare suddenly strode up and started to lead the herd forwards out of the rain. She snorted, tail wringing in a slight rising upsettedness. Neptune wasn't infuriated, no, she just assumed that fable had yet to realize she was lead mare. Easy enough, Neptune moved forwards to the front of the herd. She looked at the arabian, who was a bit smaller than her, though held a much more dainty frame, one that was slim and held a dished head. She was a thoroughbred, pure and true. Speed and stamina was what she was built for, and it was clear.
The brindle mare moved right up next to the mare, giving her a quick snort and lifting her head slightly higher in dominance. She did this in a show that told the mare she was lead around here, though not neccassarily aggresive.

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Mare ♔ thirteen ♔ hanoverian ♔ Foals: none ♔ Stallion: Alfie ♔ Heat: four ♔ tags; sunny, alfie

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Adelaide gave Alfie a brief nuzzle on the neck, her velvety soft muzzle pressing against his black coat. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled his rich, musky scent, eyes fluttering to a close and long eyelashes adorned across them. She frankly just wanted to be their with him for longer, just enjoy him and bond with him, learn more about him. However, she knew that the herd needed to get going, as rain droplets began to scatter across both of their pelts. Her tail flicked to her side, letting her heat scent flood his nose. It was a slight temptation to him, though she did want him to cover her, as her heat was driving her absolutely mental at that time. Her ears pinned loosely to her skull as the rain thundered down onto her further.

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Mare ♔ twelve ♔ marwari ♔ Foals: none ♔ Stallion: anubis ♔ Heat: covered ♔ tags; Anubis

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Merci pricked her curved chestnut auditories as Anubis spoke. His voice was one that was oddly attractive, rough around the edges yet filled with a smooth way with his words. She let a small smirk tug at the ends of her maw, and then parted her jaws to speak to him. "Why yes, the clouds are beginning to turn a rather awful shade, aren't they?" She said, fastening her golden-flecked gaze on him. "I do think that this is a wonderful herd. it has a handsome, strong stallion and a impressive harem." Her gaze momentarily swept through the herd, looking at a few of the older mares. Though she did like the sepriority of being lead, the competition's age easily trumped hers. Merci turned her dished head back to Anubis, speaking once again in her normal, alluring tone. "I'm Merci."

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stallion ♕ fifteen ♕ Oldenburg thoroughbred mix ♕ Foals: none in rp ♕ mares: miss ♕ tags; herd,

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His dazzling silver buckskin face lit up as she agreed. This was his first mare, the one that would be the start of a great herd, maybe better than the one he had before. She was special, he knew it from the second he met her. Something about her made him want to protect her, to comfort her, to just love her. Perhaps it was with all of his mares, though he knew that he would remember more than just her angelic face. He led them forwards, in a roofed forest just up ahead. He kept his steady steel blue gaze in front of him, though would occasionally let it slip onto her and her son. She kept him at her side, a rather motherly mare.

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Stallion ♕ fourteen ♕ thoroughbred ♕ Foals: none in rp ♕ mares: rizzo, jolene + Alibi + Avril, Pandora ♕ tags; herd

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Dante watched his mare's as they continued to bicker and fight over the spot of lead mare, and he didn't do much except keep his space and keep an eye out for anything around them. He knew it was a regular mare thing, and they'd hopefully settle it soon enough. However, he realized quickly that it was beginning to drizzle down on them, and hoped they'd stop to get them to shelter. Dante's blue eyes caught on Pandora as she rounded them up, giving her a gentle and thankful nicker before settling at the back of the herd and rounding them up.

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Mare ♔ fourteen ♔ appaloosa ♔ Foals: none ♔ Stallion: none ♔ Heat: three ♔ tags; Alex's herd

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Symp watched as he approached, then uttering a string of words. Her darkened gaze just stared at him for a moment longer before responding. "I am fine." She replied curtly, looking up at the sky instead of him now. It rumbling threatening, and she thought she saw a white flash of lightning zip through the clouds. She turned her head back on him as he spoke once more, this time replying a bit faster. She was slightly unflattered that he hadn't inquired for her name, but gave it anyways. "And I'm Symphony." The appaloosa had a appealing way of speaking, it was polished and rather bold, always holding a little flash of her personality.

[LilHoneyBee]

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♛xxxａｎｇｅｌ ｏｆ ｍｉｎｅ／ ａ ｎ ｇ

mare // six // thoroughbred/quarter horse // stallion: washington // herd mare // heat: 4 // offspring: 0 // tags: herd
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the white mare sighed as the days ticked away. her tail flicked, biting at a fly on her back. ang didn't mind being the "outcast" of the herd, she like the quietness of her being a bit away from the group. the short times of attention ang got from washington made it all worth it. he was such a sweet stallion and he really would make the mare come out of her shell. she gave a happy nicker as he walked over to her and started to groom her white coat. it was a short moment before they were once again interrupted and he was distracted by another mare. she snorted, but understood. wash was a very handsome stallion and had a lot of mares to care for and pay attention to. her heated tail flicked, leaning back down to graze once more. ang was one of the last mares in the herd to not be covered, but she really wasn't complaining. motherhood scared her quite a bit.
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stallion // twelve // fresian // band stallion // mare(s): sunny, adelaide // offspring: 0 // tags: herd, enola, chrys
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alfie was happy to see this mare wasn't jumpy. she seemed very interested in his mares a few feet away. he looked back, making sure they were okay and he didn't have any surprise bachelors popping up to take a mare. he took a snort as he noticed everything was calm. "well, it's great to meet you, enola. would you like to join us? i would love to have you." he questioned, hoping she'd agree and he wouldn't have to chase. only one of his mares were covered, and he didn't really feel comfortable leaving his herd alone at this time. his tail flicked, hitting flies as they all of a sudden buzzed off. thunder cracked above him, and he pinned his ears. he needed to get the herd out of the valley. they weren't safe here from a storm. he looked around, seeing a small covering of horses. he would need to move his group to over there, soon. his attention directed back to enola, giving her a charming look. the rain started to make him anxious. he needed to get his family to high ground, and he agreed with chrys. he didn't want to rush enola around, but he needed to get back to his herd. if her decision was soon not made, he was afraid he'd need to snake the mare to the others. it wasn't a tactic he liked to use, he thought it ruined the bond between mare and stallion.

-- waiting on enola.
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♛xxxｂｌｏｏｄｙ ｍｉｓｔａｋｅ ／ ｍｉｓｓ

mare // eight // dutch warmblood // stallion: quinlann // lead mare // heat: 3 // offspring: mirror image // tags: herd
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miss' dark eyes scanned over this stallion, she was happy that he didn't seem to bothered by mirror. her son meant the world to her, and she wanted to see him grow up to be a strong stallion. her tail flicked, sending out her thick heat. miss was quickly reminded of her issue. her ears fell, and she was quickly falling into a session of overthinking. she for some reason had a tough time conceiving foals. she had had only given birth once, and it worried her that quinlann would chase her out after he found out about her condition. however, it could be her little secret for now. as they walked into the dense forest, miss instantly leaned down to care for her son. nuzzling his small face. her ears twitched, and she looked up to quinlann. she was still quite anxious about mirror being near this new stallion. while she hoped he wouldn't harm her boy, she had no way to be sure. she had no idea what to say to her new stallion, so she decided to stay quiet.
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♚xxxｍｉｒｒｏｒ ｉｍａｇｅ／ ｉｍａｇｅ

colt // six months // dutch warmblood/quarter horse // foal // mare(s): 0 // offspring: 0 // tags: herd
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mirror was happy to finally be out of the rain. now, he could relax. he gave a happy whinny to his mother as she leaned down to check on him, and as she raised her head back up, the colt laid down. he noticed his mother's nervousness, but he was too tired to even care. his eyes slowly slid closed and he fell into a light sleep.
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mare // five // paint/thoroughbred // stallion: reserved // rouge // heat: 4 // offspring: 0 // tags: merlot
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the paint mare turned around, her ears pushing forward as she looked over this stallion further. he did see quite muscular, and was a perfect size for her. however, he seemed alone to her. as he got closer, she changed her mind. he had the scent of mare all over him. her ears pushed back, sighing. this made her nervous. whinnie didn't know what this mare was like. however, she gave the stallion a nod in hello. whinnie twitched her ears as the rain began to fall. her body as soon soaked in water, and she grew irritated. she wanted to get out of the open.
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mare // eleven // haflinger // stallion: nero // herd mare // heat: 4 // offspring: 0 // tags: nero
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the tan mare followed after her new stallion. she would be quite happy to get out of the cold rain. as he met back up with his herd, rome quickly looked around to the mares. they seemed polite enough. hopefully she wouldn't have an issue with any of them. she smiled as she saw the foals. they seemed so innocent and missed when she was that young. rome loved playing with her brothers and sisters in the warm summer heat. she sighed at this thought, but kept moving. her tail twitched as she get more irritable, but thankfully, the cover came soon and she twitched her coat and shook out her mane, trying to get as much rain off of her that she could.

[Lavellan]

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Wash ● Stallion ● American Warmblood ● 11 Years ● Tags: Poet/Ang
Mares: Poet, Devine, Dove, Flannery, Paris, Ang ● Foals Sired: 4

Pinning his ears as they were assaulted by the pelting rain, Wash raised his eyes to the sky, narrowing them lightly as he searched for the blue that would tell them that the shower of rain would be over soon. It was not visible, but maybe the rain would blow off. Turning to Poet as she introduced herself, he chuckled at her comment about her name. The stallion played with her name in his mind as he pondered possible nicknames, but none became apparent to him. Nickering to her, he pointed with his nose towards a copse of trees, raising an eyebrow to her. It might provide shelter for them, and, if he allowed her to make the final decision about moving the herd, it would show him that he was active in the leading of the herd, but she was in charge. Flicking his now soaked tail, his eyes landed on the pale coated mare that he almost always was torn away from whenever he tried to interact with her. Blowing out a soft exhalation, he moved to her, touching her shoulder to show her where the herd was heading, he planned to move beside her, to spend a little time with her. It was then that he realized that she was one of the mares who hadn't been covered yet, and her scent was almost overbearing. Touching her hip, he offered to cover her, grooming the base of her tail gently.
-fade? She can kick him away if you want! cx -

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Stallion ● Lusitano ● 7 Years ● Tags: Herd/Riley
Mares: Ohanzee/Pepper ● Foals Sired: 5● Injured - 2 Broken Ribs

Breathing deliberately in an attempt to make himself look more normal, Riff eyed Pepper's shoulder suspiciously before nodding, accepting her word. The stallion's pale ears flattened against his head as the rain began to assault his pelt, and he shook his nose lightly. He returned Ohanzee's soft gesture, exhaling a soft, sweet breath onto her nose. "I will." He uttered back, his words barely audible over the thundering rain. The drops were so forceful, they seemed to hop back away from the ground as soon as they hit, muddying up the ground almost immediately. Pushing himself forward with a groan, walking much like Menhit had when she had been attacked originally, with his weight sitting back on his hindquarters. Each movement with his forelegs caused a grinding in his chest that was beyond uncomfortable, the broken bones sliding slightly with the movement. Through the rains, Riff heard a voice, a shadow of a dark gray arabian becoming apparent through the reduced visibility. The mare shouted something about an injured filly, a humorless laugh rising up Riff's chest. Staring coldly at the mare, he wondered how long it would take her to realize the situation. In the herd of four adults, they had a half-blinded filly, a mare whose rose gray pelt was saturated now with blood mixing with the rain water, and himself, the pink skin beneath the cream coat on his pelt bruising to an angry purple. Blinking once, the rain irritating his eyes too, he spoke. "Your filly shall receive no sympathy here." He said coolly, and then, without a second glance moved to catch up with Ohanzee, who was moving them to a sheltered area.

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Mare ● Kathiawari ● 12 Years ● Tags: Dante/Mochi
Stallion: Dante ● Pregnant (1 Season)

Laughing softly at the colt's apparent excitement at seeing her, Rizzo's expression turned to one of sadness as he spoke of his lost mother. Poor thing. She was curious as to what had happened, of course, but wouldn't pry. She didn't want to upset him. At that point, her curved ears shot forward from where they had pressed to her mane to protect them from the rain - He was dark, like her colt had been... Raising her head curiously as rain began to fall, she blinked in surprise as the colt darted beneath her. Twisting her head around to look at him, her heart melted as he asked her to take him in, a small smile forming on her features. She was a bit away from her herd, prime snaking material, but she didn't want to bring the foal too close just yet. Beginning to groom his rear - the only part of him she could reach - she nudged him closer to her. Perhaps her milk hadn't dried up yet, maybe he could still drink. Hearing Pandora call to the herd, flaring her nostrils to the mare, she nudged the foal before moving on. "Come." she breathed, pushing herself forward into a trot, grateful to be finding shelter.

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Mare ● Paint ● 4 Years ● Tags: Sarafina
Stallion: Cerberus ● Pregnant (2 Seasons)

Pinning her ears at the gruesome fight happening on the plains below them, Inez turned away, ears flattening to her head lightly. Yikes. Sure, she knew that Cerberus would do anything to keep them safe, but it was times like these that he frightened her. Lowering her head to graze, trying to ignore the fight happening behind her, Inez kept herself busy until she heard Cerberus returning. Raising her head, her little ears pricked forward as she spotted a pretty bay mare accompanying him, clearly upset at being brought with him. She smiled softly. She'd be pretty upset if she was taken, too. Hearing approaching hooffalls, she turned to spot a young mare shyly coming over to her. Tilting her head curiously, she listened to her, raising her head to look to the sky with more curiosity as rain began to land on her pale pelt, soaking her through in mere minutes. "I'm Inez!" She nickered, but, before she could say anything else, Ivy moved the herd, and Inez bounded forward in a bouncy trot, eager for more exploration.

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Mare/Filly ●● Arabian x/Sport Horse ●● 6 Years/One Season●● Tags: Icarus/Aria
Stallion: Icarus ●● Pregnant (One Season)

As the sweet summer warmth ebbed away, fall approached, meaning that Daae watched that awkward, leggy filly begin to grow into a tall, pretty youngster. Sorelli wasn't the most outgoing of fillies, but she had a kind of shy curiosity that was adorable for her age. Each day the filly grew, so did Daae's heart, pride swelling with every milestone that her filly passed. One day, as the mare was grooming her daughter, a fat droplet landed on her rump. Turning with a humorous expression of curiosity, Daae's curiosity soon melted into annoyance as the rain became more persistent. Pinning her ears, the paint filly darting under her belly in an attempt to shelter, Daae's attention was caught by Aria, who took charge and lead them to a sheltered area. Dipping her head beneath a low-hanging branch, the mare nickered softly to the other as thanks for bringing them here. With the assault of raindrops now significantly lessened, Daae began to groom Sorelli once more, pulling the drying mud from the filly's pelt.

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Mare ● Shire ● 8 Years ● Tags: Odin and Hekili
Stallion: - ● Heat Stage: 3

Short pelt trembling lightly as the large mare attempted to take shelter under a small sapling, Elphaba's dark eyes scanned the horizon - or, well, what she could see of it through the limited visibility. Shutting her eyes tight for a moment, she sighed, her heated breath pluming from her nostrils momentarily. The mare's dark eyes shot open, her muscles bunching beneath her pelt in a light jump as, somewhere out in the rain, a nicker echoed through the plains. Her eyes searched desperately, her small ears swiveling as she hoped to hear another sign of life. Pushing herself forward, large hooves sinking into the thin layer of mud that began to spread across the plains, she kept her head low, as if to keep herself out of sight. Creeping forward, the mare jumped again as the pair came into sight. A large, dark stallion and a mare weren't too far from her - surely they could see her from here? Raising her head as panic began to flood through her, she pondered her options - run, and be alone again, or stay, possibly risking getting trapped with a pair she didn't know.

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Mare ● Akhal-Teke ● 13 Years ● Tags: Jimin
Stallion: Anubis ● Covered

Turning to Jimin as the mare followed her down, Requiem studied the other mares in the herd. None of them even seemed to notice their arrival. "I must say, Chimmy, darling," she breathed, looking to the mare with a serious expression, "I'm glad you're here with me. There doesn't seem to be much good company here-" Her last word was cut short as a freezing cold droplet landed on her pale pelt, causing her to start. Soon enough, the droplet was joined by another... then another... then another. The clouds unleashed their contents, and, soon enough, the thin-pelted mare began to shiver, her temperature being lowered significantly by the water flooding her coat. Turning to her companion, she smiled as she realized that Jimin seemed as unhappy as she. "Well, Chimmy, my dear, it seems that no one is making a move." She began, "Shall we take a stand, move them somewhere more sheltered?" She kept her stance cool, not openly admitting that Jimin would likely be lead. Turning her head to look to the stallion, who was preoccupied with the needy mares who wanted attention before they joined, she looked back to her companion, curious as to what she would think. No sooner had the words left her lips had the stallion begun to move the herd. Chuckling lightly, looking to Jimin, she tossed her head, droplets flinging from the short pelt. "We must be on the same wavelength as this stallion, eh, darling? Oh well, there's always next time." Pushing herself forward into a floating trot, the mud underfoot causing her to slip lightly, but she raised her head, refusing to look ungraceful. A pale ear flicked back as the stallion urged them forward even faster, an eyebrow raising. Did he not know that it would be dangerous to move much faster? Nonetheless, Requiem pushed herself into a flat, graceless canter. Right now, grace and bounce in her gait might put her in danger. Eyes focused straight ahead, Requiem tried in vain to see through the pouring rain to where they were heading, but she soon gave up, looking to her immediate surroundings. She was sure this stallion knew where he was going. If he didn't, he was a bigger fool than she had thought.

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Mare ● Connemara Pony ● 9 Years ● Tags: Ned
Stallion: - ● Heat Stage: 1

Sighing lightly, the sooty dun mare traveled slowly but steadily across the terrain. Annie lowered her head with a yawn, dark tail swishing behind her almost non-stop. Sure, she enjoyed the freedom of being wild, but oh man, did she miss the fly-spray that the humans would use on her. Shaking her mane, she tried to dislodge any from her neck, but they just continued their assault. Sighing quietly, defeated, Annie just kept continuing on her journey. Perhaps she'd meet another horse out here? Or maybe a pony? Chuckling, she shook her head at the thought. The likelihood of her finding another pony out here were slim. Just as that thought crossed her mind, a form came into view. A buckskin stood not too far from her, and, as she paused to regard him, she noticed his size. A pony! Whinnying, the high pitched sound splitting the air around them, she strode forward, closing the distance between herself and this stallion. Nickering a soft hello, she lowered her head in greeting, offering her scent. Sure, she had been rather forward, but her excitement at finding another equine of her stature out here was far too exciting to bother with normal morals.

[CaffeinatedLlama]

DEMETER
Herd mare ♦ 15 years ♦ Pregnant♦ Mood: Meh ♦ Tags: Anubis & co
I AM THE DEFINITION OF PERFECTION

When the stallion was done, Demeter pinned her ears and kicked out, before shaking her head and trotting off towards the font of the herd, where a mare around her age seemed to be attempting to move the herd. Couldn't she tell that her stallion was moving the herd by himself? He was a more dominant male, and she'd been in a herd with one of those before. With a sharp squeal, she pinned her ears and lowered her head, teeth bared, in a snaking movement to attempt to chase this mare and her younger friend back to the other mares. Just before she reached them, she spun around and bucked, her rump facing her. She wanted to be lead around here, but now was not the time. Their stallion was moving the herd and they had to keep up. She let out another squeal, ears pinned before trotting off to the front of the herd, following Anubis. If this mare refused to back down from her position, there would surely be a fight.

[evixtus]

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● stallion
● seventeen
● friesian
● no mares
● no foals
● no coverings
● tags; hekili

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He arched his neck, tucking his chin against his chest and flaring his nostrils, reaching out and running the tip of his muzzle over the crest of her neck, taking in her scent. She smelled so feminine, welcoming, ready for the taking. Odin wasn't one for many words, but this mare seemed to pull the words from the bottom of his throat. "It appears so, my love. But it seems luck is in my draw today. I believe I just picked up the most beautiful mare in this valley." He nickered gently, lipping at her mane. A smile graced his lips and he nudged her shoulder gently as the rain pattered down against his black coat. "My name is Odin, what is yours?"

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● stallion
● thirteen
● westphalian
● no mares
● no foals
● no coverings
● tags; catastrophe

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Snorts erupted from his nostrils with every step, flaring them as he went and cocking his tail in the air and to the side. He heard the mare whinny once more, and he bellowed back in return, picking up a tight collected canter as he bounded down a slight declivity and skidded to a halt in front of the dapple grey mare. Lips vibrating as he nickered at her, his ears twitched against the downfall of rain, splaying them to the side to avoid the droplets running down his body. His bay coat steamed against the colder weather. "Greetings." Haskell huffed. "Would it seem appropriate to find shelter with me?"

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● nine
● american paint
● no mares
● no foals
● no coverings
● no tags

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● seven
● american paint
● no stallion
● no foals
● heat 2
● tags; kashikoi, senshi

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It was obvious to see who was already going to win the fight over Cheyenne. She shook her neck as an uncomfortable drop of rain slid down the crest of her shoulder. It didn't leave, so she shook her entire body in response. Heaving a sigh and slinging herself out of the treeline, she exposed herself further towards both father and son, exposing her stocky frame with a red roan coloring. Frosting dusted lightly over her shoulders and got heavier towards the end of her barrel and her rump, looking like a color gradient of blood and snow. Ears twitching gently, she lowered her head and nipped at the drowned grass as she waited for the winner of the fight to take his prize.

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● eleven
● appendix qh
● no stallion
● no foals
● heat 2
● thowra's herd

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The chance of survival was best increased in numbers. The stallion had given her the open chance of following, or staying behind. Arching her head over her shoulder to look down the hill, she felt the rain come down harder against her back. With a flare of her nostrils, she pushed off the incline and climbed the slippery hill, keeping close behind the herd. She kept her eyes on the foals, knowing very well they could slip against the thick mud that was already descending towards them. If this was to be her future herd, she wanted to at least assist in ways she could to prove herself worthy. The yearling colt in front of her lost his grip, and Ambrosia extended her neck to prevent him from barreling into her and taking them both down the hill.

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● six
● paint x tb
● no stallion
● no foals
● heat 1
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Iona was unprepared for his next movement, expecting him to barrel her towards the other mares he had following behind him. To say that she was surprised when he relaxed his body to signify he meant no harm was an understatement. Was it supposed to be a trick? The young mare focused her crystalline blue eyes on the other mares, searching for any signs of harm, or damage to their pelts. She quickly noticed that she was probably the youngest, except for the filly following after her dam. His lower lip drooped, revealing his pearly whites, but in a non-threatening way as he swished his tail and nibbled on the wet grass below his hooves. The black framed overo mare suddenly got a surge of bravery and took a few steps to investigate him closer. She slowly lowered her chiseled head, nibbling at the grass near him and lifting her muzzle to brush it gently against his. Though she was the one to make contact, she still visibly flinched.

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● fourteen
● sport paint
● no stallion
● no foals
● heat 1
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binhi.
eight.
mare.
anubis' herd.
with breeze.
possibly
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binhi cocked her head curiously. the mare seemed a bit young to be carrying a foal, but binhi knew it would help the mare along with her patience. "oh," she said. "i get easily distracted by things. like the beetle for example. it has a shiny shell and if i see it then i get intrigued. it's just a particular trait of mine."

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lakko.
thirteen.
stallion.
no mares.
no coverings.
ivory.

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lakko nearly melted as the scent of her heat washed over him. thankfully, at his age, it had gotten easier to control the urges to cover her right now. instead he focused on her question about his herd. "i am lacking a bit in the mare department," he confessed as he worked on some twigs in her mane. "i've spotted a few here and there, already with other stallions. i don't typically go picking a fight if i can help it," he explained. "but i will fight in order to protect those already in my herd," he said as an afterthought to prevent her from thinking he was weak. lakko quietly worked his way down her body, pausing at her rear. he gently nibbled at the base of her tail, eyes inquiring if he may be allowed to cover her now. if not, his muscles were tense in preparation to jerk away if she were to kick out at him.

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hekili.
ten.
mare.
no herd.
odin.
heat stage 4.

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hekili's entire body was wracked with a shiver as his muzzle brushed along her neck. she didn't reply as he complimented her. you can bet that if horses could blush though, she would be bright red from his words. "why thank you," she said graciously. "i don't think i've ever had that said to me before." hekili listened to his introduction. the name odin seemed like a perfect fit for the stallion. the name sounded daunting, much like the friesian's stature. upon asking for her name, hekili was taken out of her scanning of his body. "my name is hekili," she said as she drew herself up in pride at her unique name.

[Ember1989]

Breeze
Mare - 2 Years old - Tags:Herd, Binhi

"Oh. Well I guess it's shell is shiny. I get pretty distracted with birds and butterflies all of the time.Who wouldn't want to stop and admire their beauty?" The young mare nickered. "Snails also have pretty shiny shells."

[Tornassuk]

A N U B I S

:: Akhal-Teke :: Stallion :: 15 Years :: Coverings: 8 ::
::|:: Mares: Demeter, Jimin, Requiem, Merci, Stormbreak, Binhi, Hunter, Cupid, Breeze, Legend ::|::
Tags: Merci, Demeter, Breeze, Jimin, Requiem, Binhi, Cupid

"Why thank you madam. You have a very nice name." Anubis replied, the stallion actually quite flattered at the mare's compliment. He glanced up at the sky and he noticed it was even darker than before. "Well, we really should be going, come along" He said, nudging the sabino Marwari mare into the herd, Anubis gazed at the land around them real quick, checking for any more straggling mares but it appeared he and his herd were alone.
Anubis rounded up the mares once more and started to drive them forwards towards a small mountain range he knew of. Anubis had thought the rain would have ceased after a little but sense it only seemed to be getting heavier with no blue skies in sight he thought there might be some hard times up ahead. He knew the fall season was prone to hurricanes, massive storms with high winds and potential flooding. The mountain he was going to had trees to shelter in as well as open space if they feared the trees may fall and they could go to higher grounds if it did indeed start flooding.
The mountain wasn't far from view from now and Anubis started to ask the mares to move faster, the black stallion making large,
quick sweeping motions around the herd to keep them all grouped up together, nipping lightly at their heels if any mare decided to refuse or slow down. They can slow down when they reach the shelter.
Some of the older mares up front seemed to be having an argument, he could hear a squeal and see some ear pinning. When he came up on their side he bared his teeth and pinned his ears, warning the mares to cut it out and behave before returning to his sweeping pattern to keep everyone grouped up.

They finally reached their destination, a small mountain range, the base of which was densely packed with trees. When they neared he finally let them slow but continued to push them further until they were all a good distance from outside. He knew some of the mares did not like moving so fast in the rain but Anubis did not care. He wanted out of the open as soon as possible to avoid being directly struck by lightning. Some of the mares would slip but oh well. Learn to get good and not slip.
Here under the trees rain still fell from the leaves and branches but at least they weren't getting as much rain as they did out in the plains and the trees would act as a wind barrier. Anubis nibbled at some of the thin sparse grass that grew around the trees before examining his herd.
With a soft snort Anubis made his way into the middle of the herd to talk to the younger gray Akhal-Teke mare who was standing beside another gray Akhal-Teke, but the other mare looked to be a few years older. Anubis did not know either of the mares very well, both had just kind of slipped in when he was busy and he wanted to know more about them. Not because he was in love or fascinated with them or anything, but simply because it irritated him when he did not know something.
"I don't think we've met yet. I'm Anubis and you are?" He asked in a calm, almost emotionless voice. Anubis usually kept his tone neutral and even-tempered sounding, even when he's actually experiencing extreme rage or annoyance on the inside. His voice only takes on happy or flirtatious notes when he's trying to win over or cover a mare.

R I O T
:: Arabian :: Stallion :: 16 Years :: Coverings: 4 :: Foals Sired: 5 ::
|:| Mares: Revolution, Taehyung, Catcher, Carver, Primrose, Alaska, Echo|:|
|:| Foals: Daisy, Amity, Baydar, Renegade |:|
Tags: Herd

Spring and summer had gone by quickly. Fall hard arrived in the blink of an eye. There was a slight nip in the air at first and then the storm rolled in. Dark ominous clouds loomed above them and not long after heavy rain fell from them. His coat was soaked like many others in the herd. After covering Catcher he had wanted to go talk to the new mare who had mysteriously appeared from seemingly no where with his old lead's filly but now with the change and weather they couldn't keep standing out here.
Rev seemed to get the idea it was time to move and Riot helped keep everybody together. He snaked the mares into a tight group behind Revolution, the gray Arab stallion being especially careful to keep everyone together this time after what happened last winter. A shiver ran down his spine at the thought. He lost twenty mares and foals in that storm. He had managed to get a few of his mares and foals back, but not everyone. Most were still gone, presumably in new herds or, more likely, dead. Riot did not ever want to go through that again, losing his most beloved mares and children, especially in such a tragic way with no possibility of knowing if anyone who was gone was okay. However, while he was strict to keep everyone together, especially the foals, he did not push them, letting the herd mostly go at their own pace. Moving everyone quickly would only endanger the young foals in the herd.
They could easily slip and break a leg or get trampled by accident.
Even after weeks the rain has yet to let up, the ground beneath them, once so thirsty for water after the hot summer, was full and could hold no more. The ground had turned to mud and large puddles had formed here and there. The storm did not seem like it was going to weaken or go away any time soon and he worried if the lands would flood.

Ameena
:: Mare :: Arabian :: 15 Years :: Stallion: Delgado :: Heat Stage: 4 ::
Tags: Delgado, Apollo, Eulah, Zeena, Jordan

Ameena softened her gaze slightly as the Akhal-Teke silently surrendered without a fight but kept it cold for everyone else. Good, now she just has three more mares to assert her position over. Flicking her white tail gently over her white hocks she turned her gaze back to Delgado as he spoke, the stallion inviting her and her colt to the herd. As he stepped back, allowing her in Ameena strode into the middle of the herd. Standing tall and proud before lowering her head and making a sweeping motion with her ears pinned to establish dominance over the three remaining mares, asking each and everyone to take a step back. If they obey her command and move Ameena has effectively established her rank over everyone.
She did not bother to check on Apollo, she could feel him at her hip and barrel. Over the last month with the annoying, distracting Marielle no longer there Ameena had the time to hammer into her colt to stay close to her at all times. He was as well trained as a working Border Collie now so she knew she didn't need to fret about him wandering off in relatively calm situations like this.
The dark clouds that had loomed above them for several hours finally started to let go of their load, a cloudy day turning into a rainy one and it rained hard. They need to move now, get under some shelter before it gets worse.
She turned around, not waiting to see if anyone had issues with her taking over, casting Delgado a glance as she moved past him she started to lead the herd to a heavily wooded forest she knew of not too far away from here. She expected the mares to follow her now and for Delgado bring up the rear and help keep everyone grouped up around her.
When they reached the shelter Ameena took her spot in the middle and groomed her spotted colt, casting wary glares at any of the mares who dared to look at him. After the whole ordeal with Marielle, Ameena was extremely paranoid about having any mare near her colt.

Apollo
:: Colt :: Araloosa :: 6 Months :: Herd: None :: Sire: Mark :: Dam: Ameena ::
Tags: Mark, Ameena

Apollo stopped as soon as his mother did, spotted ears flicking forward as a stallion and his small herd came into view.
He did not pay him much mind, only looking at him for a few seconds before focusing on his mother. His mother moved in front of him suddenly, no doubt to protect him but Apollo wanted to look at the stallion some more. The colt lowered his head to peek under his mother's leg at the tall dark stallion. He noticed no other colts in the group he could play and spar with. It was just the four mares and the stallion. He looked friendly enough, even though he had a few fresh cuts on his body, perhaps he'd be willing to teach Apollo how to be a strong stallion? Since his father wasn't going to be there anymore to teach him that.
Apollo stuck by his mother side as she moved, the colt hardly comprehending anything that was happening. He was spaced out really, thinking back on the summer days. Thinking about Marielle and how his dad had died so gruesomely. He ignored the rain pelting his skin, he ignored the beads running down his face. Besides making sure he was near his mother, he thought of nothing else currently happening around him. When they reached the shelter Apollo remained rather still and emotionless, only occasionally grooming his mother in return for a few brief seconds.

Fable
:: Mare :: Arabian :: 12 Years :: Stallion: Jericho :: Heat Stage: 4 ::
Tags: Candy, Paula, Desire, Jericho, Herd

Fable smiled warmly to the two fillies. They were both very pretty with unique patterning. Candy was lucky. Fable lowered her head to boop the two foals noses in greeting. Hopefully Myth could make friends with one of them. Fable felt so happy and at peace for the first time in a year being back beside Candy. It was good to see to the mare had not died and had successfully birthed her own, healthy foals.
Fable's mood soured as Jericho approached however. Shooting the stallion a death stare as he nudged Candy, looking away with her head high when he stopped in front of her. Over the past seventeen months Fable had developed a growing resentment to the Clydesdale cross. She did not forget how Jericho had chosen Candy over herself. How he chose a mare that would have been fine over a mare he had given a death sentence to. No, no, don't die with friends and family, go off to die with two lone stallions who don't care about you even though it's entirely my fault that you're going to die. Just thinking about that day was starting to get her all riled up again. So much pent up rage and sadness.
Flattening her ears as the stallion spoke she closed her eyes and wrung her tail. Fable was making it clear that she did not want to hear the stallion's words or pathetic apologies. 'Foolish'? He was fourteen bloody years old at the time and had been wild most of his life. He should have known better. He probably did know. He just didn't care, she bets that he'd cover any mare no matter how small just for even a minuscule chance at further spreading his bloodline.
Opening her eyes briefly she glanced at Candy and Jericho before huffing in anger and closing her eyes once more.
It wasn't fair. Why did Candy get to stay with a stallion who loved her for years while Fable was merely tossed around from stallion to stallion. All in a year she went from to being with Jericho to Karlos and Vagabond to Griffin then to Pilgrim and lastly to Donovan.
"Go. Away." She replied in a low, nearly emotionless voice save for a slight quiver in 'away'.
Storm clouds had moved in at the same time as Fable's mood shift. There was loud thundering and flashes of distant lightning. What a nice coincidence, it represented her current emotions quite nicely. It was raining hard now, soaking everybody's pelts, manes and tails. Looking up at the herd no one had bothered to make a move for shelter yet. What's the matter, no strong competent lead mare around? She did notice Tessa was gone, good. Perhaps Fable could take her spot back.
Taking charge Fable turned around and started walking, speaking loudly over her shoulder so the herd could hear, "Come on, let's get out of the rain." Fable knew a spot not too far away, near where she'd given birth to Myth. Walk a little ways past that and there was a nice small mountain with lots of small and tall fir and cedar trees, trees that'd provide plenty of shelter from the wind and rain. She expected for Jericho to round up the mares and drive them after her.

Myth
:: Filly :: NSH :: 4 Months :: Herd: Jericho :: Sire: Griffin :: Dam: Fable ::
Tags: Fable, Donovan, Jericho and herd

Myth gently touched her small muzzle to the tall mare's large one. The mare was extremely tall and sort of scary in that regard. Fable was quite small, Myth not too far behind her in size, but can still be scary. Myth doesn't want to see this much taller mare when she's angry. While Myth was a tall filly and would one day be as tall as the pinto mare, for now she was still short, perhaps about six to eight inches shorter than her dam and quite vulnerable and defenseless still.
When she pulled away myth turned to look at the young filly beside her, the pinto filly haven taken a few steps towards her now and checking her out. Myth nickered a hello, stretching to exchange scents with the filly but before she could the filly was startled by a raindrop. Myth couldn't help a little, her reaction was funny. Myth looked up as an even larger Clydesdale approached. He looked to be a stallion like Donovan but bay. He was much more her color and seemed to know her mother, she wondered briefly if he was her father but quickly shook her head, dismissing the thought. No, he was far too big boned to be her dad. Myth was lithe,
the exact opposite of the big-boned Clydesdale.
She glanced between her mother and the Clydesdale as they interacted. He didn't make her mom happy so Myth took an immediate disliking to the stallion. Copying her movements, Myth turned her head to the side, refusing to look at him as well. When her mother moved Myth trotted after her with her tail flagged, the filly sticking close to the bay mare's hip.

Skiron
:: Colt :: Appaloosa Cross :: 8 Months :: Herd: Thowra :: Sire: Thowra :: Dam: Arya ::
Tags: Zeus, Thowra, Ambrosia

Skiron turned his gaze away from the buckskin mare as his dad kept moving. Skiron had his ears flattened against his neck to prevent water falling into them but that didn't stop the water going into his nose and eyes. The young colt would shake his head often and lash his pale tail in irritation. The white spotted blanket on his back was dirty and now much more of a light cream color. His golden legs turned brown, mud caked all the way up to his knees and hocks. The air was getting colder and the grass dying. It could not be any more miserable.
He sighed softly. He missed his mom. His ears pricked for a second as Zeus spoke before quickly going back to their flattened state. Skiron eyed the muddy mountain before shaking his head. "No... I don't think that's a good idea." Skiron glanced at the plains behind them. Many a large rock and boulder stuck out of the ground. They had climbed so high already and gone so far, it'd be a long, painful way down if one of them were to have a bad slip. Racing was definitely not a good idea. He turned back just in time to watch Zeus do exactly that, the yearling colt slipping due to the treacherous conditions. The new mare was now near them and helped Zeus back to his feet. Skiron was inwardly amused by the sight.
The amusement was short lived however and Skiron slipped back into a gloomy mood. No mother around to teach or comfort him, all Zeus wanted to do was play and Thowra paid him absolutely no mind.

Pepper
:: Mare :: Arabian :: 7 Years :: Stallion: Riff :: Pregnant ::
Tags: Riff, Riley

Pepper stood next to Riff as they moved, offering her shoulder for support if the pale stallion wished. Pepper hoped the walk to shelter was not too much further, progress was excruciatingly slow with Riff's injury. His movements very much reminded her of that horrible time her daughter was attacked by that huge maned lion.
Pepper nearly jumped out of her skin as a stranger's voice reached her ears through the heavy rainfall. To their side was a dapple gray mare, the same breed as Pepper but she could not tell anything else about the mare for the rain was too heavy. While she could hear her voice, her words were almost indecipherable however Pepper was able to piece together that the mare had said something about her filly being hurt. Pepper pinned her ears, eyes bouncing around nervously. Surely if she had a filly it meant she had a stallion, and if not, if her filly was hurt than something must have hurt it yes? That'd mean danger is nearby. Pepper did not want any thing else coming up to them after the fight with the massive Shire stallion.
When Riff replied to her, basically shrugging the mare off Pepper nodded her head in agreement before following after Riff with her twins in tow.

Alkun & Empress
:: Colt / Filly :: Arabian x Lusitano :: 3 Months :: Herd: Riff :: Sire: Riff :: Dam: Pepper ::
Tags: Riley, Herd

Alkun stuck close next to Empress and while Empress seemed to be not handling the weather well, her golden ears pinned flat against her sleek neck, Alkun pranced after his mother, tail held high and head tucked to his neck as he kept a look out for threats. He glanced at his sister once more and through the rain Alkun noticed some weird coloring on her ears. While he could swear they were all golden before, now they had some white hairs on them, similar to a roan horse like Ohanzee but roan horses are born roan. Weird. Anyways, back to guard duty.
Alkun noticed the Arab mare quickly as he was on high alert. She was a gray like his mother, but while his mother was a rose gray, the new mare was a dapple gray. Alkun tilted his head, mares were a good thing yes? But then he shook his head. No, not a good thing, the mare should have a stallion. He pinned his ears and bared his little teeth in warning to the mare, telling her with his body language to heck off, he didn't care about her filly. As his father spoke Alkun nodded his head once in agreement, letting out a slight 'hmmph!' before trotting after the group once more.
Empress paid little mind to the new mare, her white tail wringing nonstop. This rain was so annoying! It had been going on for practically forever now, does it ever stop? It got into her nose and eyes and her ears until just recently when she learned to keep them flat. As the herd moved once more Empress glanced at her brother who was strutting around like their dad wasn't in pain, their mother wasn't bloodied and the sky wasn't raining. He annoyed her so much.
She noticed Alkun had a straight profile head, unlike herself and her mother who had the distinctly dished head of Arabians. He was different from them, giving Empress another reason to tease and taunt the colt. She gave the buckskin colt a sharp nip on his neck for being different, for not being as elegant as themselves before quickly skittering away towards Menhit.
The colt nipped her back before she could make her escape however. Empress squealed in anger, kicking out with both kind legs she hoped to connect with the colt but failed, Alkun had moved out of the way just in time and returned to his prancing. Menhit snorted and moved over to Menhit, her tail wringing once more.

Menhit
:: Filly :: Half Arabian :: 1.7 Years :: Stallion: Riff:: Sire: Riff :: Dam: Pepper ::
Tags: Herd

The golden filly nearly bolted once more as a strange voice filled her ears however she made herself stay where she was when none of the others seemed alarmed. Turns out a mare had appeared, saying something about a filly. Not wanting to be involved, Menhit kept walking after Ohanzee.
With her bad eye Menhit couldn't see what was at her feet very well. Normally this wouldn't be too big of a problem, but due to the current weather it made things very difficult. Quite a few small, and large, branches had fallen from the trees and unable to see them, Menhit would trip, quickly put her feet back in front of her to stay standing only to slip on the muddy ground beneath her. The yearling would struggle to stay standing, she slid across the ground often but managed to stay standing, that was till now.
Another small branch she could not see. She stepped right on it and it moved in the soft ground, rolling forward and causing her to lose her footing. She tried to stay standing but failed, her muddy hooves flailing around wildly as the golden yearling went crashing to the ground, sliding forward a couple feet before stopping.
Menhit laid on the ground for a few seconds with her eyes screwed shut, breathing heavily, still recovering from the panic she felt falling. She slowly got back up onto her feet, testing each leg gingerly before standing. Other than a minor scrape here and there from some rocks on the ground she had skid over, she was mostly alright. The whole left side of her body however now had a thick layer of mud, all the way from her cheek, to her hindquarter and down her legs. She pulled her ears back in embarrassment and for once, the filly was glad she could not see with her left eye. She did not want to see the stares she'd receive from the rest of the herd. She shook her body once in a vain attempt to rid herself of the mud before continuing the walk to shelter, Empress now by her side.