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[sky dancer.]

Age;11 Years
Breed;Appaloosa
Gender;Stallion
Crush;None
Tags;None
Herd; Bachelor herd {for now}

T E X A S--T O R N A D O
➵ L e t--I t--G o

Texas looked at the mare and the colt he moved away from them ignoring the heat scent. He refused to cover a mare unless she was his mate, He found it just wrong to cover one that wasn't going to be with him forever. He looked at the mare and colt and smiled wishing he had a family. He sighed and lowered his head again, He lifted his head up water dripping from his muzzle he perked his ears and sniffed the air. Anyone to chat with.. Would be great.

[azhefa.]

[Thanks (: Alrighty, he can be a normal bachelor then, a rather dominant one too]

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Tιтαη
Bαcнєℓσя
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Nᴏ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ☼ 11 Yᴇᴀʀs ☼ Nᴏ Hᴇʀᴅ ☼ # Oғ Fᴇᴍᴀʟᴇs: None ☼ Tᴀɢs: Texas Tornado

The stallion trots around amongst the different herds, free to roam around since he hasn't rounded up any mares yet. He snorts and seeks out another stallion that was of equal bulk to start a sparring match, wanting to keep himself fit and ready for any real fights that were destined to happen soon. Titan snorts and whinnies to Texas Tornado, a bachelor that was the same age as himself, even though slightly smaller.

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Iℓℓυмιηєѕѕєηcє
Nσ Hєя∂
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Essᴇɴᴄᴇ ✰ 4 Yᴇᴀʀs ✰ Nᴏ Hᴇʀᴅ ✰ Dᴇᴇᴘ Hᴇᴀᴛ ✰ Tᴀɢs: None

Since she doesn't have a herd, she could wonder around like most other lone mares do, but she wasn't really one to wonder, so she just says in a single area and just grazes. Essence yawns a little and shakes out her pure white pelt, dislodging bugs and a bird that had landed on her back. The mare looks around and then drops her head to graze, ripping up the sweet grass hungerly, not really caring weither or not a stallion tried to snake her away, she actually hopes one does since she prefers to be in a herd instead of alone.

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Cяιмѕση Rσѕє
Nσ Hєя∂
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Rᴏsᴇ ❖ 6 Yᴇᴀʀs ❖ Nᴏ Hᴇʀᴅ ❖ Lɪɢʜᴛ Hᴇᴀᴛ ❖ Tᴀɢs: None

She grazes peacefully under a tree near the center of the large valley that the many herds call home. A few stallions have attempted to push her into their herds, but another stallion always appeared to challenge the other, which gave her the ability to slip away un-noticed. Rose flicks her ear as a fly starts buzzing around near it, making her lift her head to gaze around a bit before returning to her eating.

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Eѕтєℓℓα
Nσ Hєя∂
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Eʟʟᴀ ღ 6 Mᴏɴᴛʜs ღ Nᴏ Hᴇʀᴅ ღ Nᴏ Mᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ღ Tᴀɢs: None

The little filly wonders around aimlessly, her mother was missing and her herd scattered to the wind. She was too young to be on her own, way too young, she was still on milk. Estella lets out a pitiful whinny as she trots around, searching for her mother or someone from her original herd, maybe even her sire. The filly keeps whinnying and neighing, trotting around in a bit of panic. She approches a few mares, but each one chases her off not wanting to care for someone else's foal while they have their own to care for, which makes her even sadder.

[Quitting1015]

Bandit snorted softly, seeing another stallion. This one was slightly larger, and different in color. She looked at him in interest, giving a low nicker, both to her colt, and to the stud. She shook out her mane, stepping towards Red and walking forward, only to lay down in the brush. She wasn`t camouflaged well, given she was a silver grulla with white on her. Red stayed standing, watching the bachelors with interest. "Be careful Red." She said softly. Her heat was sending her through confusing states, and moody ones. She wasn`t sure what she was doing by letting Titan most likely take her, but she knew she wanted another foal next year. She has had 6 foals now, all starting when she was 3, and one a year. She snorted loudly, watching Red pull at the brush. He was only 3 days old, and nursed. Sometimes, he would eat the brush, but in the last 2 days, he nursed.

[sky dancer.]

Age;11 Years
Breed;Appaloosa
Gender;Stallion
Crush;None
Tags;;Red,Bandit,Titan
Herd; Bachelor herd {for now}

T E X A S--T O R N A D O
➵ L e t--I t--G o

Texas looked at the stallion noticing he looked smaller only because he was slouching and being lazy he stood up taller than the stallion and snorted rudely walking off into the grass and beginning to graze his ears perked as he did. He lifted his head as he ate the grass looking around. He lowered his head again still standing tall he hated it how he slouched and looked smaller than stallions, really he was bigger than most.

[azhefa.]

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Tιтαη
Bαcнєℓσя
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Nᴏ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ☼ 11 Yᴇᴀʀs ☼ Nᴏ Hᴇʀᴅ ☼ # Oғ Fᴇᴍᴀʟᴇs: None ☼ Tᴀɢs: Texas Tornado, then no one

He snorts as Texas refuses his invite to spar, a little irritated, but just flicks his tail and trots away in search of another sparring partner. Titan neighs loudly and speeds up to a canter as he spots another bachelor, this one was younger and smaller, but still rather big. The two stallions start boxing and shoving eachother, careful to not seriously injure eachother since this was only a paly-fight. Titan squeals and rears back as the other bachelor gives an overly aggressive snap to his neck, not really expecting the bite. The older stallion neighs angerly and twists as he drops back down, suddenly bucking at the young stallion with his full strength. The sparring match turned a bit hostile so they ended it, Titan trots off while the other stallion limps a little as he walks off, the kick from the older stallion badly bruising his shoulder.

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Iℓℓυмιηєѕѕєηcє
Nσ Hєя∂
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Essᴇɴᴄᴇ ✰ 4 Yᴇᴀʀs ✰ Nᴏ Hᴇʀᴅ ✰ Dᴇᴇᴘ Hᴇᴀᴛ ✰ Tᴀɢs: None

Since she doesn't have a herd, she could wonder around like most other lone mares do, but she wasn't really one to wonder, so she just says in a single area and just grazes. Essence yawns a little and shakes out her pure white pelt, dislodging bugs and a bird that had landed on her back. The mare looks around and then drops her head to graze, ripping up the sweet grass hungerly, not really caring weither or not a stallion tried to snake her away, she actually hopes one does since she prefers to be in a herd instead of alone.

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Cяιмѕση Rσѕє
Nσ Hєя∂
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Rᴏsᴇ ❖ 6 Yᴇᴀʀs ❖ Nᴏ Hᴇʀᴅ ❖ Lɪɢʜᴛ Hᴇᴀᴛ ❖ Tᴀɢs: None

She grazes peacefully under a tree near the center of the large valley that the many herds call home. A few stallions have attempted to push her into their herds, but another stallion always appeared to challenge the other, which gave her the ability to slip away un-noticed. Rose flicks her ear as a fly starts buzzing around near it, making her lift her head to gaze around a bit before returning to her eating.

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Eѕтєℓℓα
Nσ Hєя∂
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Eʟʟᴀ ღ 6 Mᴏɴᴛʜs ღ Nᴏ Hᴇʀᴅ ღ Nᴏ Mᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ღ Tᴀɢs: None

The little filly wonders around aimlessly, her mother was missing and her herd scattered to the wind. She was too young to be on her own, way too young, she was still on milk. Estella lets out a pitiful whinny as she trots around, searching for her mother or someone from her original herd, maybe even her sire. The filly keeps whinnying and neighing, trotting around in a bit of panic. She approches a few mares, but each one chases her off not wanting to care for someone else's foal while they have their own to care for, which makes her even sadder.

[feather']

ｎｏｒｔｈ . ｓｔａｒ

-- On the outskirts of a small forest, a dapple gray mare stood in the warm afternoon sunlight that shone on her coat through the leaves stretching out into the plains to her right. Her tail swished around as she looked out into the plains, her dark black eyes that she had gotten from her mother scanned the horizon. She had thought she had seen the shapes of other horses in the distance and was making sure she was not seen by sticking close to the shadows of the forest. She often had seen other horses in the plains she considered her home due to the shallow but wide stream that ran throw the plains. It had been a little over what she guessed to be and hour, but was being careful as she always was. Her long elegant neck stretched up high and her ears swiveled forward when finally catching another glimpse of a herd in the distance. She identified more then one stallion in the herd and guessed automatically that it was a bachelor herd. Beginning to feel nervous she backed up a little farther into the shadows her light strawberry blonde colored mane begin to get caught on twigs of branches reaching out towards her. She had never seen a herd of all stallions, the herds she had seen where lead by one stallion and had many mares in them. Her hooves were silent on the soft ground as she moved back, she was not close to the herd so it would be tough for them to spot her, but she always toke extra pro cations, when near stallions.

[sky dancer.]

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Tιтαη
Bαcнєℓσя
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Nᴏ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ☼ 11 Yᴇᴀʀs ☼ Nᴏ Hᴇʀᴅ ☼ # Oғ Fᴇᴍᴀʟᴇs: None ☼ Tᴀɢs: Texas Tornado, then no one

He snorts as Texas refuses his invite to spar, a little irritated, but just flicks his tail and trots away in search of another sparring partner. Titan neighs loudly and speeds up to a canter as he spots another bachelor, this one was younger and smaller, but still rather big. The two stallions start boxing and shoving eachother, careful to not seriously injure eachother since this was only a paly-fight. Titan squeals and rears back as the other bachelor gives an overly aggressive snap to his neck, not really expecting the bite. The older stallion neighs angerly and twists as he drops back down, suddenly bucking at the young stallion with his full strength. The sparring match turned a bit hostile so they ended it, Titan trots off while the other stallion limps a little as he walks off, the kick from the older stallion badly bruising his shoulder.

Age;11 Years || 10 years
Breed;Appaloosa || Mustang
Gender;Stallion || Mare
Crush;None
Tags;None || None, But watching Titian.
Herd; Bachelor herd {for now} || Loner, Wants a herd.

T E X A S--T O R N A D O + S H O O T I N G--S T A R
➵ L e t--I t--G o

Texas rolls his eyes and watches the stallion leave he trots off and minds his own business. Star began to trot around neighing happily as she sees two stallions fighting she looked around for any mares they may be fighting over.. She saw no mares so wondered why she rolled her eyes ~ Stallions ~ She thought to herself ~ Why do they fight for no good reason? ~ She thought again still watching the two stallions. Titan was kinda handsome she sighed and nodded her head lowering it to graze.

[azhefa.]

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Tιтαη
Bαcнєℓσя
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Nᴏ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ☼ 11 Yᴇᴀʀs ☼ Nᴏ Hᴇʀᴅ ☼ # Oғ Fᴇᴍᴀʟᴇs: None ☼ Tᴀɢs: None, sees Star and Bandit/Red

The blood-bay stallion snorts and shakes out his dark mane as he trots towards the water hole, thirsty from his time sparring with other bachelors. He wades into the water a bit and drops his head to drink, gulping down the cool liquid before exiting the lake. Titan moves with obvious arrogence as he trots with high steps around the valley, he knows how tough he is and isn't scared to show it. He spots both Star and also Bandit with her young foal, the sight of the lone mares makes him tuck his chin to his muscled chest and lift his tail in a showy kind of way. A tucked chin was a challange to a stallion, but he was just doing it to flare up his mane and make himself look a bit bigger and stronger, putting on a bit of a display for the mares that were watching him.

[vega.]

K i n t o
Mare
Mustang
5 years and 2 Months
No foals

Off the vast plains I ran, faster and aster I tried to go. I tried my best to race the wind, like the thoroughbreds do, winning those races like it was as easy as crunching away on an apple. As I heard my hooves steady of their rapid beat, down the slope I saw the only horse that couldn't have been anyone better to see. I slid down the grass in a steady canter, and the mare in front of me got bigger and bigger, standing a foot above me was a lovely painted shire with wild half-braids in her mane. She nibbled on the stubby field grass before looking up at me in hello. I perked my ears,"What took you so long, I ran through the hold valley before you got here!" I exclaimed, breathing hard. She bobbed her head," The farmer had an extra load for me to pull across country." She replied with her faint southern accent, "Quite tiring but I could handle it." She finished. Her ears went a little crazy, one facing front and the other facing back. It was an odd habit for Castel, but it proved affective. "Well, I'm gonna go to meadow, so you wanna come?" I asked her,"You know what, you can go, I'm puckered out. I'll catch up though." Castel lifted her head half way to reply. I nodded, giving a friendly snort and thrusting off back up the slope and across the hills. For once I hope to run into another horse.

[Quitting1015]

The grulla mare snorted, hiding her foal underneath her as she looked at Titan. Her ears showed she wasn`t in the mood for this, and is would be possibly a lot harder to win her. The mare may have been new to the wild, but defiantly knew what was the dangers to foals. If Titan managed to get her, he would possibly kill Red. And Bandit couldn`t afford to loose a foal this season. She snorted, half rearing, a little bit to show off, and a little bit in warning. She knew that if Titan was this interested, he would most likely snake her. Would Bandit leave her colt behind to escape? No. She wasn`t that cruel and ruthless. She glanced at the younger mare he had his eyes on. Obviously, the younger mare didn`t know what she was getting into. Bandit snorted, nudging her very young colt out from underneath her. She was in a very, very strong heat, given she had recently had a foal, call it foal heat if you want to. She snorted, tossing her head as if to say, 'come and get me'. She nudged her colt on a little, walking slowly a little far away before turning. Titan would look good siring her foals..... No. She couldn`t risk the safety of Red. She snorted. Maybe the wranglers would come back for them? Maybe they would want Red for a stud or a gelding? She snorted again, hiding her red roan colt under her. She snorted, pulling up grass as her colt hid. She would let Titan come to her. She wouldn`t run, as she wasn`t able to. But, maybe he would court the 9 year old mare. She snorted, making sure her colt was nursing to show she wasn`t about to let him die.