Wild Horse Rp(Accepting.)

[-Luna-]

"I'd love to" Maya said.

((Now heres where the stubborn Maya starts. Brace yourself))

[Chicory]

((I already did ))

"Ok. Over there is Rain, and that's Sitka." Thunder said, flicking an aud. "And you've already met Flicka. And this is Sparrow, Flicka and I's foal."

[-Luna-]

"You have a lot of mares" Maya whinned, stomping the ground a little.

[Chicory]

Thunder nudged her with his hips. "I know, but I'll promise to protect everyone. Fair?" He said jokingly.

[-Luna-]

"Works for me." Maya snorted, nickering a laugh.

[Chicory]

((I thought you were watching a movie, Luna))

Thunder walked over next to Flicka and started grazing, flicking his tail to get rid of the bothersome flies. He kept flicking his ears, straining them for any sign of danger.

[-Luna-]

((Ever heard of multi-tasking?))

Maya began to graze too, snipping at the greener stalks that grew just bellow the dry dusty ones. She swished her tail across her legs to clear them of the flys that landed there.

[Bueamont]

Rapids

Rapids wandered into the tree's, whinning every now and them. She snorted and looked about her. Where were the stallions? she wondered.

[Flicka]

occ:Crimson is, Ash was but... he seems out of comish for now. and the other stallions have seemed to drop out.

Crimson tilted his head looking at Saphire then back in the direction of the mare that wickered un-sure of who to go to. He tilted his head then flattened his auds out like he was stressed and wanted to make the best choice, he figure Sash would need an off season to re-couperate after all the other mares didn't have two foals following them around not to mention two years in a row. He exhaled in a sigh looking sadly, she seemed upset with him that he had left her in the first place.

[-Luna-]

Birth Name: Black Lightning
Age: 4
Gender:Male
Breed:Arabian
Band/Rank:Loner, for now....
Mares in herd: None..for now
Foals:None...for now
History:Nothing much....... (Optional)
Personality: Evil. Treats mares like slaves. He is determined to pass his genes on, and gets a tad carried away making sure of it
Looks: http://www.thelensflare.com/large/horse_40593.jpg (Picture and description)
Other:I got so sick of typing. "None...for now" while I was writing this! I made him because we need a bad guy.