Ｔｈｅ Ｖａｌｌｅｙ(CLOSED! Re-Made)

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[ Alright, thanks. I'll post in a few. :3
By the way, purple dinosaur, I LOVE your signature. I totally wish I could've gone to the World Series, but I was stuck at home, glued to the TV. The Cards are awesome <3 Molina is my favorite, and of course Freese :3 I just hope Pujols sticks around, which is unlikely I'm thinkin, but we can still wish <3 I'm babbling xD Home team, can't help myself hahah :P I'll post soon.]

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"Great." Dash answered. Her eyes then wandered over the Valley. She thought of something to say. "What's it like to be in charge?" She asked. Dash always thought of herself being a leader sometimes.

[apathy,]

{{Interesting, another -place goes here- who lives -where i live- interesting. Anywho! Mee too! But they raised enough taxes to pay Pujols. He asked for 2 million to stay! What a jerk! He is the best hitter on the team! Why would he throw it all away?! That makes me mad.}}

[king_bear]

(did anyone reply on me? Guys you're going extremely fast xD)

A r d a n w e n
My thoughts drift off as I stand in the warm forest. To my family, my past. I had long enough to think off, since I'm following them. I haven't seen a horse since. Nobody who will sneak me, nobody who will catch me. Nobody who likes me. I shake my head. That's not my fault. I snort softly, scrape with my hoof over the ground and look up. The two deers are happily grazing in front of me. They don't even know I'm here. If they knew, they'd likely run, acting like I'm sort of dangerous. Just like they... They were dangerous too. I've noticed. I still don't get it how I came out...
My thoughts were interrupted by a warning. The two deers down there, in the valley, are attacked by a pack of wolves. I know I'm in danger, and I immediately start panicking. Where should I go? Are they here too? I breath deeply, trying to get myself calmed down again, and it works. I step forward, looking at the deer who are hunted over the hills. I can't see them anymore. Okay, now I'm on my own. Where should I go? I stop breathing as I hear a soft purring sound behind me. I flick my ears back, but without turning around I already know what's it. It's a miracle that they haven't attacked me yet. I whinny loudly, hoping someone would hear me, and then start running, unforgivable hunted by the wolves.


P o l a r i s
I wander through the valley for a while. It's pretty weird that I haven't met any other horses yet. Not that' I'm really searching for them. Suddenly I feel the desire to run. Not to run somewhere, just to run. To stretch my legs, feel the wind in my mane, just to be free some more. I take off, bend my neck and run. Run like the wind. I use all the power I've got in my backlegs, racing around like a colt, but I don't care what others think. This is where I've been born for. I get tears in my eyes, the wind is irritating, and finally I slow down to a stop, gasping for breath, my legs shaking from excitement. I lower my head, and start walking. I have to cool down.

After half an hour I reach the lake again. I drink slowly, paying attention to all the horses around me. It's like there's a big meeting here or something. Suddenly there are so many horses. Before there weren't. I look around. Horses of all sizes, mares, stallions, everything.

[saorsa-]

Terra's head bobbed and she moved forward at a slow trot, feeling quite lazy. She sighed softly and looked around, always wary. She'd had a rough life and sometimes found it hard to be trusting, although she wasn't really timid or shy.

[Argh. Feeling extremely lazy & I'm in an icky mood.]

[ShoeShoe]

Secret pricked his ears and glanced around one more time before setting off after Terra, matching her pace. His nostrils flared as they trotted, breathing deeply. He shook his mane out, making it whip back against his neck slightly. He blinked and flicked his tail, sighing softly.

[liz-]

Enzo pretended he was grazing. He ate some grass, always looking up at the mares. He loved t watch them. They were all just so beautiful.

Lua grazed peacefully, swishing her tail sometimes. She had nothing to do and decided to trot to the nearest lake.

[king_bear]

A r d a n w e n
I keep running, making strange jumps sometimes to dodge the wolves' attacks. I feel something wet and notice that it's my sweat dripping down my neck. I'm getting exhausted and it wouldn't take long until I'm wolf-food. But I can try, right?
I feel my heart beating in my throath. Someone's gotta be there around, right? Did someone hear me? Or am I too far away from the other horses to be heard?
I scream as one of the wolves grabs my hindleg. The ground's coming towards me fast, and I know I'm falling. With a loud thud I hit the floor, and lie down dizzly for a second. One second that's long enough to make me a weak prey. The wolves jumped upon me all together, and while I feel my warm blood stream over my dark skin, and the stabbing pain in my side, I can only hope that someone had heared my scream...


P o l a r i s
I keep looking up every few seconds, staring at the smaller horses, swishing my tail, grazing in peace. Slowly I dry up from my wild run, and less and less flies are around me. Suddenly I get the strange feeling someone's watching me. I tilt my head, look around, but every horse and every other animal around me is doing his own thing. Slowly I let my head sink again, and I continue grazing.

I race away when a rabbit jumps out of his hole behind me. I look at it, snort and then lower my head, but keep my neck bended, in an arabian-like way. My nostrils are flared, ears pricked and eyes wide open. Slowly I walk backwards. I know I don't have to be afraid, but I'm just a bit affected. Maybe it's because I want attention.

[king_bear]

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Username: .:Hoofbeats:.
Name: A Lark's Song
Nickname: Lark
Age: 5
Gender: Mare
Breed: Gypsy Vanner
Eye Color: Blue
Mane Color: White
Tail Color: White/Black
Main Coat Color: White
Additional Markings: Black markings along her face and some block spots on her body.
Crush: Open
Secret Crush: Not at the moment
Mate: Open
Foals: None at the moment
Mother: Deaceased
Father: I'd rather not talk of him... he's not worth any of our time..
Siblings: None that i know of.
Personality: Lark is a very kind mare. She has a kind heart and is always willing to help if she can. She is a good freind. She has had some stallions in the past break her hear, and is cautious about which ones she lets get to know her. She does have quite the temper though, but thats rare to come out. Only when she's angry.
History: Doesn't like to talk about it.
Other: Nope.

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Username: .:Hoofbeats:.
Name: Colonel's Temptation
Nickname: Rio
Age: 6
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Andalusian
Eye Color: Brown
Mane Color: Dark Grey
Tail Color: Dark Grey
Main Coat Color: Grey
Additional Markings: Dapples
Crush: Open
Secret Crush: Not at the moment
Mate: Not a the moment
Foals: None.
Mother: Deceased
Father: Deceased
Siblings: None that he knows of.
Personality: Rio is a nice stallion. He's a big flirt, but he knows when to flirt and when not to. He's a good friend. He loves foals, and loves to play with thm. He's very gentle towards them, and is rarely hostile. He has a good heart, and is willing to help.
History: Rio wasn't always as free as he is today. He used to call his home a ranch. The ranch he lived on was wonderful. Open pastures, Green grass as far as the eye could see, and a wonderful owner thet lovesd him and made sure he was taken care of. Cristine, His owner, an older woman, always came to check on him and groom him everyday, but one day she didn't come out at her usual time. He waited, figuring she had slept through her alram or something. She still didn't come. He began to get worried, and began to make a whole bunch of racket, but still no one came.

Cristine's daughter came by to check on her, but she wouldn't open the door, So the daughter opened it, and walked inside only to find Cristine laying on the floor. The woman had died of a heart attack, and Rio was left alone. He soon escaped his paddock and venture out into the wilderness, finding himself here in the valley. He called it home, and he hasn't left since.
Other: Nope.