──── // ❝ 𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇 ❞ // ──

[ethium]

xxXX𝐍𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐄
xxxxxxxx ( the roman god of the sea )

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i. charcoal thoroughbred colt. ii. 16.2hh.
iii. 3 years iv. runs on logic & intelligence.
lead mare: n/a | mares: none | foals: none

tagging: cygnus & ziva | location: grasslands
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His nostrils flared slightly at her scent, but he had enough self control to remain stationary. Neptune listened to her delicate words before the abrupt sight of another filly brought the mare up short. It took will-power to remain still, even though his instincts had screamed for him to flinch back. He let out a soft snort of amusement, it was quite clear the second mare's abrupt appearance had startled the beautiful tobiano. He watched as she showed prime signs of fear, and for a moment he questioned whether she would bolt or not. In truth neptune didn't know what he'd do if she chose to bolt, chasing her down wouldn't be the cleanest affair. At first he was hesitant to respond, before flicking his gaze to the other mare. Another tobiano, but clearly not of the same linage as the one he had approached. Holding his head high he examined the other filly before finally speaking. "Well, as unexpected as your arrival was it wasn't unwelcome." he greeted his attention on the other mare before it finally flickered to the original. "I'm Neptune." the confident colt introduced his brown gaze gentle and certain. "And who might you two lovely fillies be?" he inquired with a slight tilt of his head.

[Stripe12]

E N T E R P R I S E
Stallion|29 months|American painted horse|Grasslands|Mood: Angry, confident|Tags: Oriel veles

The stallion heard the other males message loud and clear- leave or fight. While he hoped not to engage him, he was not one to back down. He could see the other male was bigger and older, however he may be faster. He neighed loudly back, before kicking up a cloud of dust with his hooves. He moved to where they could clearly see one another. He lowered his head and kicked his back legs, sending the message that he wasn't a coward. He was more than willing to fight this larger horse to show to the mares he wasn't cowardly.

R O S E
Mare|15 months|Lipizzan|Watering hole|Too young|Mood: Nervous, Annoyed|Tags: Osiris

The mare looked that the male, seeing that he was planning on sticking around, decided to take a different approach. "Name's Rose." She snorted. Perhaps if she changed her attitude and started showing her true quick tempered nature, then he would lose interest. Rose stiffened her legs, hoping to show she meant business. This was her first time dealing with a stallion like this, so she couldn't tell if she was making a complete fool of herself.

[purpledirewolf2019]

Ɔσмɛт
Stallion /\ Colt /\ 2 Years /\ Knapstrupper /\ Location: /\ Herd: None /\ Tags: Open
WIP

Ƒℓуηт
Colt /\ 1 Year 8 Months /\ Mustang x QH /\ Waterhole /\ Herd: None /\ Tags: atreus, kairon, gaia, sabia,
esadowa/hercules

Flynt quietly meandered towards the waterhole. The winter was rough not only because of the temperature, but many herds were wiped out. He spent the past few weeks with a few other bachelors, but none of them were much older than he was. Now that spring had rolled around, he had separated himself from the other bachelors, at least for now. He was young, but he still wanted to see if he would be able to get a mare or two. That wouldn't be possible with the older colts around. When the waterhole came into sight, he was almost discouraged to see other colts there. Not only that, but they were already fighting over a few fillies. Flynt decided to keep his distance from the two colts, watching with interest both the fight and the fillies. One of the fillies already decided to run off towards the treeline, but Flynt stayed where he was. He still wanted some water, but he knew not to get any closer while the two colts hashed it out.

Ɔℓσʋ∂
Filly /\ 2 Years 2 Months /\ Thoroughbred /\ Treeline /\ Herd: None /\ Heat: Stage 2 /\ Tags: atreus, kairon, gaia, sabia,
esadowa/hercules

Cloud stood contently in the shade of the trees. Her coat color made her susceptible to sunburns, so it was quite a relief to get out of the sun. The winter had been rough on all the horses. Cloud herself had been sick, but unlike many others, she got better. Now, after being away for while, she came back to find that there were much fewer horses, and those who survived were around her age. The pure white filly was happy in the shade, but what she really wanted was a drink of water. The temperature was getting warmer and she needed to keep cool, and maybe she could even roll in some mud to protect her from the sun. Luckily there was one close by, so she headed towards it. She stuck out like a sore thumb, but she needed the water so she just tried not to think about it. When she got there, she was surprised to see several other horses there, colts and fillies. Two of the colts were fighting, which she wanted no part of, but she though that maybe they'd be distracted enough that she could get a drink and go back to the treeline before they noticed her so she slowly started making her way towards the water.

βʋттɛяcʋρ
Filly/\ 1 Year 8 Months /\ Lusitano /\ Location /\ Herd: None /\ Heat: Too Young /\ Tags: Open
WIP

[Irhiea]

❀ KᗩᕼᒪIᗩ ❀
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𝙖𝙜𝙚: 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘴; 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧: 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦; 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙: 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘢; 𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩: 13.3hh; 𝙘𝙤𝙖𝙩: 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘺; 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩: 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰;
𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴; 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙨: 𝘴𝘢𝘦𝘵𝘩, 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴, 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦; x
𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦;
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The stallion's calm and confident speech made the small mare felt more at ease. She had been running purely on instincts over the last month and would appreciate a stallion to protect her in the future. This was also the first time that a stallion had shown interest in the young filly. Others had simply found her to young to be of any use, often harassing the conenmara. Although this year, Kahlia had come into her very first heat, earlier than some of the other fillies. She shook slightly, nervous about having a potential foal next year. How could she care for it, when she is still very much a foal herself? Unsure of the world and any responsibilities in a herd, Kahlia would only make an excellent, immature dam. When Oriel begun challenging the other stallion, her heart pounded, and her legs quivered, but she manged to stay glued to her spot. While he was occupied, the filly took this opportunity to turn to taller filly beside her. "Hi, my name's Kahlia, what's yours? Kahlia neighted softly to the black mare, "and what do you think will happen?" She motioned to the two stallions currently displaying threats with snorts and kicks. The other stallion, while smaller in size, did not back down from Oriel's display of dominance, but rather returned with his own kicks and whinnies. "Is he going to attack?" Kahlia neighed to Oriel, her round eyes betraying fear.


➳ Ziva ➳
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𝙖𝙜𝙚: 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥; 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧: 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦; 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙: 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘪; 𝙘𝙤𝙖𝙩: 𝘣𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘰; 𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩: 16hh; 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩: 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰;
𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴; 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙨: 𝘯𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘦, 𝘤𝘺𝘨𝘯𝘶𝘴; x
𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦;
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With embarrasement etched opon her face, Ziva lets out a small snort, pawing the ground. The other mare had called her appearance unnecessary? Granted, it was not the best way to introduce herself to strangers, but it is far from unnecessary. The tobiano mare twiched her ears, continuing to judge the horses infront of her. The stallion seemed older and more mature than many of the other colts running about in the valley, his voice echoed through the grasslands with confidence. "Don't be alarmed, I had assumed you were someone else."Ziva started, locking eyes with the other tobiano. "You two continue with what you were doing, I'm out of here." With her tail held high, Ziva turned on her heels and begun to trot away from the pair. She had been slightly irritable lately, and is no way near interested in joining a herd yet. Although finding a stallion would be the best way to go, and not to mention he's not a young immature colt, she finds trusting others extremely difficult, especially strangers. Hence, it's going to take a lot more convincing to get Ziva to open her heart.

[wildsight]

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The colt watched intently for the filly's reaction. A slight breeze swept through his coat, before he watched as the filly turned his way. His ears pricked a
nd he waited to see if she would allow him to approach. A pretty filly she was, but something in him wanted him to continue on and yet there was some
thing telling him to stay. At the sound of the friendly nicker, he began to approach at a brisk trot. He quickly reached the filly, circling around her, befo
re stopping in front of her. "Hello there! I'm Helios and it seems your alone out here." he said, his eyes held a friendly light, and his tail swayed slowly in
the slight breeze.

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❝ ↠ＴＨＡＬＩＡ↞ ❞xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
ⅰ filly ⅰⅰ two years old ⅰⅰⅰ loner ⅳ thoroughbred ⅴ no stallion ⅵ valley ⅶ openxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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She's open, feel free to tag her!

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❝ ↠ＧＡＩＡ↞ ❞xxxxx
ⅰ filly ⅰⅰ two years old ⅰⅰⅰ loner ⅳ haflinger/ irish draught ⅴ no stallion ⅵ waterhole ⅶ esadowa, hercules, sabia, colts'

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The cream colored filly, flinched at the sound of an angry squeal. She turned her head and gasped as she saw two colts fighting. She had seen stallions fi
ght, before the plague but this was the closet she had ever been to an actually fight. Her ears lowered slightly, her eyes filled with worry. One of them w
as bound to get hurt if no one backed down. She took a few steps backward, but didn't stray to far. She snorted as she watched the young colt from earli
er bound toward the tree lie, the other filly not far behind. She didn't leave the scene interested in what the outcome would be, but didn't want to get
too closer either.

[carpe noctem.]

━━━━━━━━ ( ❝ 𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒 ❞ ) ━━━━━━━
I. colt II. three III. andalusian x IV. no mares V. no progeny VI. tagged:
rose
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OSIRIS pricked his ears at the voice of the filly, listening as she introduced herself. Her tone was curt, snorting as she spoke. Her body was tense, and she seemed to attempt to show once again she wasn't interested.
"Well, Rose, that's a beautiful name," He replied calmly. "however, I must admit you're rather confusing to me. Why so guarded?" He flicked an ear back, seemingly half-interested in the mare as he listened out to others. He had seen a few other colts in the distance, and suspected a fight was to happen soon.

━━━━━━━━ ( ❝ 𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀 ❞ ) ━━━━━━━━
I. filly II. three III. friesian IV. heat stage : 3 V. no progeny VI. untagged

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— will edit in later <3 feel free to tag —

━━━━━━━ ( ❝ 𝐍𝐎𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 ❞ ) ━━━━━━━
I. filly II. two III. mustang x IV. heat stage : 2 V. no progeny VI. untagged
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— will edit in later <3 feel free to tag —

[Irhiea]

♔ Kairon ♔
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𝙖𝙜𝙚: 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘴; 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧: 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯; 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙: 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘨; 𝙘𝙤𝙖𝙩: 𝘥𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘺; 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦; 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙨:
𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘶𝘴, 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥; x
𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙚: 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦; 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨: 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦;
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Kairon watched as the other stallion displayed annoyance as he pawed the ground, and with a loud thud, the black colt was charging towards him, ears pinned and teeth bared. Kairon winced as the other horse made impact on his neck. Although he's thick mane was there to shield him from the worst of it, he was not prepared for the sudden pain. The dapple grey horse shrieked in pain and anger. Throwing his head back, Kairon reared kicking his hooves against the black colt's sides with a sharp whinny. Within a few seconds in, Kairon had realised he was lacking in strategy. He was much younger than the other colt, inexperienced. With not much left to show, the oldenburg squeals in defeat, although not without twisting his body around to kick back at the black colt in a show of defiance. Kairon trots towards the side of the waterhole, kicking up dust as he throws his head around, as if saying he would be back to retake the fillies one day. On his way out, he noticed a couple of fillies gathered around the water, glancing at him and the other colt nervously. He grunts in frustration and exasperation, they would of been nice to be the first addition to his herd. Out of the corner of his eye, Kairon notices a rather odd filly shuffling along the tree lines. She was of a beautiful pearl white shade, with pink nose. The young colt had nothing seen such a colouring, his ears perked up in interest and curiosity as he slowly made his way to her. "Hello there!" he whinnied softly to the filly, keeping it low in case the other colt decides to muddle in his business. "I apologise if I'd have scared you back there, I mean no harm" he nods towards the waterhole, almost forgetting about the black colt as he trots forward to greet the filly.


¤ Sábia ¤
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𝙖𝙜𝙚: 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥; 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧: 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦; 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙: 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘢 /𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘯; 𝙘𝙤𝙖𝙩: 𝘨𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘰; 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩: 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰; 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦; 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙨: 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘶𝘴, 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘢; x
𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦;
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Sábia watched at the two colts engaged in a reckless brawl. From what she could see, the black colt appeared much more experienced, coordinating his attacks with precision and clarity. Whilst the other, well, he could improve with age.... anyone could eventually. The grey mare thought whilst swishing her tail at the persisting flies, unintentionally spreading her progressing heat scent into the wind.

"Hi there, nice-" Sábia started, only for the small colt to bolt away with the filly, heading towards the tree-line with remarkable speed. "Okay then...." The grullo mare turned towards the haflinger filly continuing "Uh, I'm Sábia, nice to meet you."She neighed softly, "The colts won't cause us any trouble, they're just trying to gain our attention." Noticing the other fillies nervous stance, she added. "...although if you're not that interested in joining a herd now, I'd suggest leaving like that filly and her foal" she pointed towards the kicked up cloud dust in the distance. Sábia herself had decided to leave soon, the colts were finished with their wrestle and the black colt would probably come and introduce his gloating self any time now.

[azhefa.]

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no nick ● 3 years ● bachelor
friesian/percheron ● black
─── x ───
0 coverings
lead ● mare
mare ● mare
mare ● mare
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location; waterhole
tags; kairon, gaia, sabia,
esadowa/hercules
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as he had suspected, the dappled colt backed down as soon as he felt the pain of battle. atreus snorts and snakes his head after kairon after the colt squeals in defeat and heads off towards the other side of the waterhole. the other colt's kick barely scrapes his side, enough to anger the darker stud, but not draw blood. atreus paws the ground a little in dominance when kairon looks longingly to the fillies that were gathered near the water. these were atreus' fillies now and he will fight again if he needs to. luckily, the grey colt thinks better of it and heads off to greet a pale white filly off to the side. the pale filly wasn't of interest to the coal black stud, her pink nose reminding him of another mare he knew before the plague, one who was constantly in pain from sunburns on her pale nose.

instead, atreus turns and moves back to the fillies he had been guarding, but pauses when he sees that one is missing. it was quite disheartening to see the filly in the distance by the trees, probably scared out of her wits by his brutish actions. he hadn't meant to scare the females away, just protect them from the other colt's intentions. atreus moves over to the remaining pair, stopping a couple meters away to give them their personal space before nickering softly to them in apology. "i didn't mean to scare any of you away, just that colt who tried to challenge me," he says, his voice smooth and light, yet still strong and masculine. he looks towards where esadowa had fled with the little foal and calls out to them with an inviting whinny before speaking softly to himself. "i wish she hadn't left, that little colt of hers won't be accepted by many." atreus flicks his tail a bit in dismissal after a moment, if the filly wants to return then she can do so in her own time. he instead turns to the pair again and nods his head in greeting. "my name is atreus, i had hoped to introduce myself before that fiasco a few moments ago, but i guess instinct took over." he tries to appear less intimidating to the two fillies before him, his aggression and dominance was for the other colts not possible herd-mates.

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no nick ● 2 years ● loner
andalusian cross ● dapple grey
─── x ───
no stallion
heat stage 2
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location; valley
tags; kairon, atreus/others
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when the two colts square up to each other, eos knew a fight was bound to happen. these were immature youngsters who have no idea how to battle properly and with minimal if any bloodshed. of course there's going to be a nasty fight. eos snorts at the pair and moves off just as the darker one lets out a squeal and initiates the battle. how foolish they were, getting injured so soon into the spring season will only lead to peril later on. how can they protect a herd and offspring with damaged legs or beat up muscles? the grey filly flicks her tail in dismissal as she wanders away from the waterhole in search of better company. movement draws her gaze and she sees that she's not the only one to leave the commotion, the filly with a young foal at her side also flees while the others seem to stick around as if curious to who will win the battle. not her problem, so she continues on at a leisurely pace. there were several fillies dotted around the valley as well as some young colts, two of which seemed to square up like the other pair at the waterhole. looks like there's going to be a lot of fighting this year, but then again, these colts don't know each other and need to know where they stand in the new social order so she guesses fighting was inevitable.

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no nick ● 1y 10m ● loner
thoroughbred cross ● chestnut
─── x ───
no herd
too young
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location; valley
tags; enyo, open
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grazing was quite boring for the young filly, but she was also quite hungry after being in the canyons where there's little food to graze upon and not much water to go around for all the youngsters that were hiding in the gorges. though she wasn't of age to breed yet, eirene was still excited for this year. there weren't any adult mares around to boss her into submission or older stallions to chase off her would-be suitors. she had been well liked by the young studs that trailed her birth herd, each wanting her for their own, but her sire always kept them away and would chase them off before she could even get their names. some of the older studs were killed by the plague while others were spared, but it seems nature has a sense of humor since none of the ones who lived were very appealing to the filly. she has a keen eye for things she likes and has an idea of what she wants in colt who was to be her foals' sire and their protector. eirene is also quite fixated on colors, wanting the best looking stud so she can have the best looking foal. it may be rather vain of her, but she likes what she likes. perhaps she can find a good strong colt with somewhat of a brain and lovely coat. it wouldn't be much fun to join a pretty looking brute with no sense of fun.

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no nick ● 1y 10m ● loner
thoroughbred cross ● seal bay
─── x ───
no herd
too young
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location; valley
tags; eirene, open
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unlike her sister, enyo wasn't looking for a colt to join. she wants to be left alone and not have to deal with the drama that will take place each time a new filly joins the herd or another colt comes to test the lead colt that guards the herd. so much drama for so little reward. her interest in colts was dashed when her intended was killed by the plague some weeks ago. the grey stallion was young, but not young enough to withstand the sickness. it broke her heart when she saw him collapse while fleeing to the canyons and then returned to find him gone with the others who perished. enyo refuses to join a herd now, not wanting to deal with anyone else. she doesn't even really want to be around her twin sister much anymore. eirene was a handful and will only get worse once a colt comes along to nab her up. her sister was rather ditsy to say the least, following the shiniest coat and smoothest charm before actually thinking and evaluating. enyo is the one to evaluate each decision before going along with it, analyzing each reward and possible flaw that she would have to deal with. herds were full of flaws and not much reward so she doesn't want to deal with it. maybe one day she'll find another colt who strikes her fancy, but she doubts it will be anytime soon.

[baby blue]

━━━━━ ( “ ᴠᴏʟᴄᴀɴɪᴄ ᴀsʜ ” )
ash \\ filly \\ andalusian \\ no herd \\ at watering hole \\ heat stage 02 \\ open
ash carefully picked her way across the terrain, her head hanging a tad bit lower that she normally would have held it. she stopped suddenly when the sound of a mouse running across the field caught her attention, her ears swiveling back and forth as she tried to locate the brown-furred creature in the green grass. it wasn't an easy spot despite the color differences, but she managed to find it regardless. ash snorted, shaking out her mane before continuing forward. she was a little parched, so she was headed to the watering hole for a drink.

she knew that there would be others there and she was excited to meet a few other fillies. she hadn't found someone willing to travel with her to the watering hole, so she figured she would make friends once there. cresting over a hill, ash didn't hesitate at the sight of so many other colts and fillies. she was always a friendly horse and definitely wanted to meet the others down there, but for now she was going to quench her thirst. it was the top priority, even if she desired making friends more.

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E N T E R P R I S E
Stallion|29 months|American painted horse|Grasslands|Mood: Angry, confident|Tags: Oriel veles

The stallion heard the other males message loud and clear- leave or fight. While he hoped not to engage him, he was not one to back down. He could see the other male was bigger and older, however he may be faster. He neighed loudly back, before kicking up a cloud of dust with his hooves. He moved to where they could clearly see one another. He lowered his head and kicked his back legs, sending the message that he wasn't a coward. He was more than willing to fight this larger horse to show to the mares he wasn't cowardly.

R O S E
Mare|15 months|Lipizzan|Watering hole|Too young|Mood: Nervous, Annoyed|Tags: Osiris

Why so guarded? The mare couldn't help but let out a snort of laughter at that. "That's like saying why fight against an attacker. There's everything to be guarded about." That was the most important thing her mother and older sister had taught her before they passed- always be on guard. Most horses didn't seem to have learned that, but hey, that's their lose. "Plus, I just met you. Didn't know you existed a day ago." That last part may have been a bit harsh, but at least it was honest. She was unsure of how he would respond to her words, but maybe he'd get the point.