The Solstice Herds! {Spring Solstice Herd!} {OPEN!}

[slightlyoƒƒbeat]

(( Oh wow XD. Sorry, I was only asking because every rp has different standards occassionally. ))

[TheScamperPony]

Ally
Deputy's Mare of Fall
"But..." she started, then faltered. "But, maybe that wouldn't happen if you were the father." she said. She studied her hoofs as she walked.

Skriven
Warrior of Winter
{{ Didn't he just do damage? }}

[Ranua]

(( Oh wow XD. Sorry, I was only asking because every rp has different standards occassionally. ))

{{ Lol its fine ^^ }}

Thorn; Fall
The stallion blushed, glancing at her.
"So...you want to breed?" he asked,
blinking.

[TheScamperPony]

Ally
Deputy's Mare of Fall
"Umm..." she said, feeling her ears grow hot. "If you want to...."
{{ Poor horses. xD So awkward! }}

Skriven
Warrior of Winter
{{ Didn't he just do damage? }}

[Ranua]

{{ XD }}

Thorn; Fall
Thorn smiled and led her to the wood.

[slightlyoƒƒbeat]

A l i d a ; S u m m e r : A sharp whicker endoused the desert dunes, swirling clouds of golden sliding againest her dampened sides as she came to hault. Snorting indesicively, dark gray strands of her tail swooshed againest her flank as she looked over the barren landscape. Is there anything that isn't so... lifeless? Alida asked herself silently, keeping the corrosive thoguht in mind before shoving it away, her hot tempered attitude beginning to settle in like brick walls.

(( Lol. ))

[~cheesie~]

Summer

"I was too." He said proudly.

[~Frostfur~]

{{scamps,is lightning or ally talkin to bone?! X3}}

[TheScamperPony]

{{ Lightning. }}

[spiff]

Deyanira; Broodmare of Summer Solstice
Beauty: 4; Strength: 2; Speed: 5

The young mare blinked and had to resist the instinct to jerk her head back, flicking finely sculpted ears in surprise at the small, friendly touch. And suddenly, she remembered how long ago the last affectionate gesture toward her had been. Had she really retreated from society, surround herself with a solid iron fence that shunted any outsiders? "I'd appreciate that," she said, letting a small laugh escape her black muzzle.

Cherokee; Broodmare of Summer Solstice
Beauty: 8; Strength: 1; Speed: 1

Cherokee bobbed her head up and down as her ears perked attentively, absorbing the information Phantom was practically spewing. "And how would I show you how high I can jump?" Truth be told, she would feel rather silly if she just jumped as high as she could, like a crazy, hyperactive foal that had spend just a little too much time cooped up.