Syndicate ::(WildHorseRP)(Open)(LeadersNeeded)

[CelticGrace]

Enalya flickered her ears back, tugging her mane away from his teasing teeth, and she nipped at his leg playfully back. "We're fine," she admitted with a soft whicker. "Of course, I'm sure that we would be better if there were less snow and more warmth, but there's still plenty to eat here, and we won't die of thirst. So it could always be worse, I suppose." That was a typical Enalya response. Very optimistic, and a bit sarcastic.

She shifted a bit, lifting one hoof out of the snow and digging at the white irritant before she was able to grab a mouthful of the terrible grasses. Pausing as she chewed, she looked back over the other mares, just as alert as he'd been on his patrol. Swallowing, she looked back at him again, their foal shifting once more. "Is all quiet tonight?" she asked. "With a storm coming, I doubt we want to stay in this valley for the night. There should be a grove of trees nearby that's thick enough to save us from most of the wind and snow drifts.."

[Tatterdemalion]

Ruro

• With an air of amusement Ruro took a step back from her nipping, certainly glad they were alright. Not that he had many doubts of their safety, but he did worry. At the rest of her reply he let out a chuckle like snort, happy he were not the only one with contempt for the weather. As Enalya began to eat it brought the little gnawing in his stomach back. For a moment he considered joining her, but before he could she continued speaking.
  "Quiet enough." He gave a humdrum sigh, almost as if he wished something more exciting would happen. Just one itty bitty scuffle with another stallion would be enough for him, at least that's what Ruro told himself. At present however, Enalya was right. Shelter from the trees would be much better than having to brave the wind and snow tonight. "Right, lead the way." It were her job to make those sorts of calls anyway, at least for the most part. Ruro would doggedly circle as they moved, just to be sure nothing was moving with them.
  At least it's something... He thought with a twinge of disappointment.

[sanemadness]

Dessa

Dessa romped though the snow making it seem as if it was snowing yet again. She pauses and watched the remaining air-boure white powder fall back to the ground. She looked up at the sky and it looked as if it was mustering up a storm. She stamped her hoof down though she was smiling, 'More snow? I don't think I can take much more?' she thought to herself as she shook off the cold from her gold pelt. There was already a good amount of snow on the ground and now more ? She smiled despite her brooding thoughts she knew by summer she would be wishing for a cool breaze. As if by her thought alone an icey wind pulled through the trees and pulled across her body, tugging at her mane and tail. She felt like something was telling her to follow along so began walking.

After walking for a long while she rested. She had smelt nor seen anything. She looked behind her to see her trail of hoof prints, which were slowly disappearing as the wind draged snow over it. Now she was lost, "I'm not lost just some where new!"she said aloud. She giggled meaning only to say it to herself but what did it matter she was alone out here. She looked around where she had found herself and decided to go in a different direction. She had walked a short distance when she snift another equine. The sent was not strong enough to tell her if the equine was male or female but who cared? Finally she had found others. She whinnied cheerfully and she trotted towards the sent. When she could finally see who she had been following it was a mare and a stallion, 'A band for sure!' She thought. She watched them for a moment before jumping out, she did not want to scare them. The mare stuck out like a swore thumb, she was black, short and heavy with foal, it must have been difficult for her in all this snow. Where as the stallion was grey and compear to his mare he was tall. She looked herself over cleaning off any snow and dirt she might have gotten before she made herself visiable to them. She called out with a soft whinnied, "Hello there, I'm Dessa. She paused as she moved closer so they could get a better look at each other. "Would you mind if I join you band?" she asked to no one really. She was not sure who would answer but assumed one would and was sure they would allow her in since it was such a small band.

[CelticGrace]

Enalya

Enalya pulled her ears back and nipped his wither affectionately before she started to head towards the rest of the small band, working on rounding them up. Many of them bickered and complained, but they did as they were told. She wasn't even really aware of someone else there until the voice drifted to her on the wind. She paused, looking back at the strange mare, one ear flicked back curiously. However, she was going to let Ruro handle this. After all, he was the stallion of the band. She would be his mare. The question was whether or not he actually wanted her. She glanced back to him, the question left hanging in the air. She hoped he would decide quickly. She could taste the snow on the breeze. They would have to get into the trees quickly before the storm actually hit. She didn't want to risk the biting wind on the mares.

[Tatterdemalion]

Ruro

As the strange mare came into sight Ruro was suddenly very interested, almost oblivious as Enalya left them. Of course he would agree, it certainly was not everyday mares were just waltzing in and asking to be part of his band."Hello Dessa." he said rather smoothly, taking a step towards her. "M'name is Ruro, and you are most welcome to, my dear." He lifted his head with a glint of mischief in his eyes, beckoning her to come along with the others. Even now he was perfectly aware of the terror of winter, just as eager to find some where more livable as the rest. Just as always he began making sweeping circles of the band, following as Enalya led. He certainly hoped this Dess and she got on alright, even if he already decided that she would stay.

[sanemadness]

Dessa

Dessa noticed the mare walk away, she assumed this was the lead mare of the band, someone she hoped she would get along with. She looked back to the band stallion smiling as he introduced himself and welcomed her to the band. "Why, thank you so much, Ruro."she said as she trotted behind Enalya. AS the walked she looked about at the land her new band called home. It did not look like much but she was usre in spring and summer-it was beautiful. Occasionally, Dessa would wondered away from the band a bit but come trotting back. She got distacted easily. She watched the short mare lead them, soon Dessa would flick her tail at the falling snow.

[spaceferrari]

Dionysus

--"And so I- Are you listening to me?"
--"Mm?"
--"Why I- You are so ignorant sometimes!" And the mare stormed away through the snow. The horse she had been speaking to, or at, rather, was a large, stocky stallion with a scruffy white-and-chestnut coat, and at the moment he stood knee-deep in cold, wet snow, ears turned forwards as the mare made her way back to her fellows that made up the rest of the Ibitor band of horses in the place called the Valley. The stallion had been concentrating too hard on watching the storm that brewed way up in the sky to notice he was being addressed until it was too late. Gloomy clouds covered the sky, blocking out the pure rays of sun that yearned to lay on the ground below. Sighing, the stallion turned towards his harem of mares and made his way towards them, lowering his head to sniff at the powder that turned the usually-sweet grass dark and soggy. Standing tall once again, the stallion cast a watchful eye over his mares, the older of which would be dropping their newest foals in the Spring, the younger ones he had acquired not too long ago waiting until the next season rolled around to be bred. And so another average Winter's day came and went for the stallion, checking the weather, rounding up his mares and doing head-counts, digging through the deep snow for his grass. The sun came up and lied down again behind the mountains, the weather changed on a whim as always, and life went on.

[spaceferrari]

Bumping Utilizes My Patience.


Not sure if bumping threads in this board is legal... if it ain't, then sorry, mah bad.

[spaceferrari]

PEOPLE NEED TO FRICKIN' POST HERE.
Why does this always happen?
I join, I post once, and BAM, dead roleplay. D:

[Tatterdemalion]

I did tell you it was pretty much dead before you joined...