W A N D E R L U S T • horse rp • semi-lit • open

[DandyLoops12345]

Whiskey kept away from others, her body language calm as she grazed upon the sweet grasses of the meadow. The shire mare stood tall, her great size made it difficult for stallions to even have a second glance at her.
A sneeze disrupted the calm, in which momentarily she called home. The copper dapple made whinnied, the thought of company urged her to call. "What if they are a small breed... Will they turn and run?"

Bailey sorted, the rest of the bachelor herd were moving towards the water hole. Following suite, Bailey broke into a trot but halted at the sight of a made and a tiny foal. The made was in deep set heat and by her body language she was willing to take anyone. Bailey continued his trot, nostrils flared, head tucked into his neck, prancing with high steps. His mane flickered like the grass in the wind, the stallions tail high. He watched, another stallion taking notice of the mare. Bailey snorted announcing his presence to the stallion.

(Sorry if short, on my tablet)

[Quitting1015]

- haha, I am kinda making my mare a brat xD but hey! She has got a foal! Sorry Dandyloops12345 xD -


The sight of another bachelor made the grulla mare furious. She reared up, charging at Bailey before skidding to a halt and nipping him gently. Her ears were laid back flat to her skull, showing it was best not to fight back. She tossed her head, turning away and giving a kick before cantering smoothly back to her colt and nuzzling him down. "Don`t stand up," She said, dropping her head to speak kindly to her colt. "Yes mother." He responded. The grulla mare lifted her head, shaking out her mane before perking her ears and watching the studs interact with each other by fighting and playing. She snorted, slightly interested in both Titan and Bailey.

[sky dancer.]

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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.

Age;10 Years
Breed;Mustang
Gender;Mare
Crush;Titan is a nice stallion!
Tags;None, Sees Titan though.
Herd; Loner.. Wants a herd though

S H O O T I N G--S T A R
➵ R u n--F o r--I t

Star watched the stallion and rolled her eyes jokingly as she lifted her head the cool breeze blew her snowy white mane and tail. She whinned happily and looked around she began to walk, The wind still blowing her mane she smirked and lifted her tail letting off her heat scent. She trotted around her tail still lifted as her snowy white mane blew in the wind. She neighed to herself.

[gonegone!]

done with my forms)

[DandyLoops12345]

(That's okay Aussie!)

~ Whiskey ~ Mare ~ 7 Years ~ No Herd ~ Copper Dapple Shire Horse ~ In Heat ~

Whiskey lowered her head to graze, lipping loosely at the long grass. The mare stood tall, at 17.3 hands high, this mare would certainly be a challenge for most stallions. Her pale cream feathers whipped in the wind. A whinny escaping her muzzle. She longed for company, the watering hole the best place to go during the heat of the day. Dust flared up as she walked,, almost as if she were a shadow. Her muscular build, perfect for walking for hours on end. Whiskey snorted, bowing her head to drink from the still, clear waters of the lake. Her feathers, clear from the water to avoid and matting. The copper dapple shire mare, looked upon the others, she could already tell she was a lot bigger than most. Sighing heavily, her tail and mane blew in the slight but tidy wind, pushing them to one side. Whiskey was looking for a stallion, although she wasn't going to take anyone, with her heat being about a 2 she was about half way through her cycle.

~ Bailey ~ Stallion ~ 4 Years ~ Bachelor ~ Sabino Paint Horse ~

His ears twisted back as the mare charged him, her gentle nips warning him to keep his distance. Yet still teasing him. Watching as she warned her foal to stay down. If the foal was out of the way, maybe she would accept him. Her heat scent was obviously caused by the birth of her foal, but if the foal were to suddenly go missing, the mare would come into a true heat. The idea rolled back and forth across the stallions mind, this foal was not his but neither was it form a wild horse. He decided to leave it and nickered softly back to the mare. Bailey tossed his head up and down in a rhythmic motion. Teasing the mare in a slight romantic fashion yet still keeping his cool during the whole situation.

[sky dancer.]

(Gone for the weekend, Will be back Monday!)

[Quitting1015]

Bandit pinned her ears, not interested in this colt of a stallion. She nudged Red, walking away slowly. She had a limp in her back leg, which only slowed her down by a little bit. She nudged Red in front of her, walking away from this bachelor herd. She wasn`t interested in no one except Titan, and the fact that some 4 year old stud was trying to woo her over, made her laugh. She snorted again, moving into a trot with Red in front of her.

[feather']

[[. Is anyone open for North star?

[azhefa.]

[Sorry for any sloppy posts, I'm on a phone cause my internet has been shut off yet again -.-]

Titan - 11 years - Bachelor Stallion - No Mares - With: Starr, Bandit/Red, and Baily
The big stallion nickers to Starr, moving closer to the mare, but then spots Baily approch Bandit and her colt. Titan snorts angerly and charges over towards the younger stallion, his ears pinned and head lowered in a snaking movement. He gallops towards them in a sudden display of aggression, he has claimed both Bandit and her colt for himself, even if he wasn't courting her right at that moment.

[vega.]

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

reaching the edges of the forest line, the shrubs seemed to thicken and the grass was long and dry. I continued past them, and slowed to a trot. Normally there were many horse around hear to watch. I felt quite thirsty and bent down for a long drink in a rushing grey stream. I flick my tail every now and then to shake off left over energy and pricked my ears to the slightest sound. I backed away and hoover at the ground, diving for them juicy roots at the end of a grass patch.

C a s t e l
Mare
Shire
6 Years and 8 months
No Foals

I thumped around with my hooves, cutting the grass then eating it up. I threw my head up to pause and look around. All was very quiet. I exhale loudly and walk towards the hills, munching on a flower here and there. I told Kinto i'd catch up, maybee not at the same speed. I trot on the flat of the hills, the feathers on my hooves start to flitter it the breeze. I keep an eye out for the mustang in case she heads back to the field