.:Beats of My Heart|Romance| Wild Horse Rp|Accepting:.

[Delayli]

B a c h e l o r/ L o n e r E q u i n e
U s e r n a m e: rebecca101
N a m e: Incara
A g e: 2 and a 1/2
H o r s e o r P o n y: Horse
B r e e d: Sanfratellano
G e n d e r: Female
B a c h e l o r o r L o n e r: Loner
L o o k s:
P e r s o n a l i t y: She is very friendly and helpfull, at her worse she can be quite cruel. Incara would be a great mother. She is protective over the ones she loves and is incredibly loyal. She is compassionate, she doesn't flirt that much and will not give her heart to any stallion.
H i s t o r y: Incara hates to talk about her past. It brings back painfull memories and will result with her in a terrible mood.
C r u s h: Open
M a t e: Open
F o a l: None
O t h e r: None

[bonjour.]

(If you can get her picture to work, I'll accept you. ;D)

[yuki,]

(Accepted, ish. x3. Could you maybe put Nirvana in a pony herd. I don't know why, but something about ponies in a horse herd doesn't go for me. I know that no doubt just me. But could you? Thanks. ;D
Oh, and can you add if Phantom is a Bachelor or a Loner.)

(Phantom is a Bachelor but I don't think there is a Pony Herd yet for Nirvana to join... The two lead stallions so far seem to both be Horses)

(EDIT: I changed Nirvana to a Spanish Mustang and although the pic says Kiger Mustang; it was the closest I could get... >.<)

[pollydogluv]

U s e r n a m e: pollydogluv
N a m e: artec
A g e: 6 yrs
H o r s e o r P o n y: Horse
B r e e d: brumby
G e n d e r: Stallion
B a n d: bachellor
L o o k s:
http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://www.theequinest.com/images/roan-red.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.theequinest.com/colors/white-patterns/roan/&usg=__P5es3GtYoaB09S-lPBJEcwUTTl4=&h=318&w=500&sz=72&hl=en&start=0&zoom=1&tbnid=sSdCwLujKZhg3M:&tbnh=104&tbnw=164&ei=wbsETsOeMMWKhQfJvZysDQ&prev=/search%3Fq%3Dstrawberry%2Broan%2Bwild%2Bhorse%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rls%3Dcom.microsoft:en-gb:IE-SearchBox%26rlz%3D1I7GPEA_en%26biw%3D1360%26bih%3D599%26tbm%3Disch&um=1&itbs=1&iact=hc&vpx=280&vpy=305&dur=1952&hovh=179&hovw=282&tx=206&ty=183&page=1&ndsp=25&ved=1t:429,r:18,s:0&biw=1360&bih=599
P e r s o n a l i t y: shy timid but when challenged by another stallion he will fight to the death to save his mare/s
H i s t o r y: once got rounded up by humans but him and a couple others got let out
C r u s h: None
M a t e: None|Open
F o a l: n/a
O t h e r: n/a

s e r n a m e: pollydogluv
N a m e: shira
A g e: 4 years
H o r s e o r P o n y: Horse
B r e e d: Spanish Mustang
G e n d e r: mare
B a n d: Rolex's.?
L o o k s:
http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/rwharr/rwharr0705/rwharr070500244/941581-single-grey-wild-horse-standing.jpg&imgrefurl=http://horseisland.4forum.biz/t6818-ivory-herd-pick-and-play&usg=__7m4bAuPQuRjvoNDAOXJyoA40Dg4=&h=1200&w=822&sz=108&hl=en&start=0&zoom=1&tbnid=jmBxkStjkvZHZM:&tbnh=141&tbnw=97&ei=J7wETqvmFNCChQfYqqSxDQ&prev=/search%3Fq%3Dgrey%2Bwild%2Bmare%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rls%3Dcom.microsoft:en-gb:IE-SearchBox%26rlz%3D1I7GPEA_en%26biw%3D1360%26bih%3D599%26tbm%3Disch&um=1&itbs=1&iact=hc&vpx=798&vpy=48&dur=687&hovh=271&hovw=186&tx=115&ty=126&page=1&ndsp=19&ved=1t:429,r:3,s:0&biw=1360&bih=599

P e r s o n a l i t y: tempremental at times and is easily spooked but can run and jump amazing
H i s t o r y: none really
C r u s h: None
M a t e: None|Open
F o a l: None
O t h e r: -

[bonjour.]

H e r d E q u i n e
U s e r n a m e:
N a m e: Alim
A g e: 9 years.
H o r s e o r P o n y: Pony
B r e e d: Dulmen
G e n d e r: Stallion
B a n d: Alim's. His own.
L o o k s:

P e r s o n a l i t y: Alim is kinda funny, and treats his band with respect. He listen's to their opinions, comments, suggestions, without yelling at them. Alim is willing to die for his band, and has fought Horse Bands before, along with Ponies.
H i s t o r y: He was born a loner, and his mother passed from starvation. He wandered on his own, thirsty and weak, and learnt to eat the grass himself. Alim reached age of three, and joined into a bachlor band, until he found a mare and started his own band.
C r u s h: None
M a t e: None|Open
F o a l: None
O t h e r: -

(Accepted. xD, Nala this is the Pony Herd if you still wanted your horse to be in a Pony Band. (:, but I'll put your mare in Rolex's Band for now, and if you wish to have that changed, I'll gladly do it. (;)

[yuki,]

(I might make another mare in a second for the Pony Herd ^^ Thanks!)

[bonjour.]

(Alrightie. (:. We can start once you get your Pony up. I'll wait for you.)

[yuki,]

H e r d E q u i n e
U s e r n a m e: Nala <3
N a m e: Lily (Lily Flower)
A g e: 6 years
H o r s e o r P o n y: Pony
B r e e d: Exmoor
G e n d e r: Mare
B a n d: Alim's
L o o k s:

P e r s o n a l i t y: Lily is shy but prefers to be in a crowd, despite being at a loss for words most of the time. She isn't afraid to stand up for herself and doesn't like to be pushed around, especially by some boisterous stallion. Other than that, she is capable of being kind, sweet and loving.
H i s t o r y: Growing up in a herd, Lily has gotten used to the life and never wants to leave it. But, when she as old enough, she left to find another herd, miles away from her birth herd.
C r u s h: Alim
M a t e: Open
F o a l: None
O t h e r: None

[bonjour.]

(Accepted! We can start. ;D)

Rolex's dark orbs flicked around the empty plains, listening to the shuffling noises of his Band grazing behind him with vague interest. He shook the long forelock from his dark eyes, thick mane thumping against his powerful neck at the motion. The stallion flicked his tail around his hocks, riding a few pesky flies, before turning his regal head to look at his band, letting out the softest snort.
--
Dagger headed up the ridge, ascending on the tips of his flint hooves. As he reached the top the dark stallion halted, looking down at his small Band with perked audits, and alert eyes. Dagger kept his muscles bunched, ready to spring down the ridge and attack any stallion around his band to death.
--
Alim stood beside Lily, watching Holly grazing a little ways off. He snorted and shook his head, short mane waving like a flag. He sighed, dropping his head to graze, strong teeth cropping the tough grass short.

[Delayli]

Incara stood still and sniffed the air, "Nothing," she whispered she began to graze. Her mane danced in the light breeze. She began to graze she was happy she was a loner, she liked to look after her self, and there was what happened in her birth-herd.... Her mind wandered for a bit, she flicked her head, 'note to self, don't think of past' she thought.