ＲＯＡＭ - ʰᵒʳˢᵉ ʳᵒˡᵉᵖˡᵃʸ - ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ

[halierae]

I can't give you a recap, but samba can come find my cremello mare if you want?))

[Deletingaccount]

Name : Zarina
Nickname : Zarina
Gender : Mare
Age : 2.5
Breed : Mustang
Height : 15.3 HH
Personality : Zarina is a very kind thing, however her nervousness and shyness can get in the way, she's also a very sensitive little mare
Herd or loner : Loner
Band stallion/mares in herd : None
Rank : Lone mare
Foals : None
Other : none

Name : Zacora
Nickname : Cora
Gender : Mare
Age : 4
Breed : Mustang
Height : 16 HH
Personality : She's very loving however quite domiant, makes a better lead mare than anything else.
Herd or loner : loner
Band stallion/mares in herd : none
Rank : lone mare
Foals : none
Other : uh... no?

Name : Damon
Nickname : Damon
Gender : stallion
Age : 6
Breed : mustang
Height : 17 HH
Personality : Damon's not the ruthless hating kind, but he will snake, he will punish back stabbing mares. He can't stand mares who just ignore his do's and do not's. However he's kind, he's caring, but he give little to what stallion do to a mare he gains and won't say anything like "What the stallion did to you was wrong" because, 1 it's not of his concern, and 2 he can't care if a stallion does something.. obiously if they almost kill the mare then he might be kinder... he's not a petty submissive stallion and he won't just go "I'm sorry" Or "I fogrive you" it takes a bit, he's not very forgiving escpecially to back stabbing mares, he'll punish any mare who runs off to another stallion, he takes dislikes to mares who have miscarries, and he'll give them another go, but if they can't produce a foal, then out they go. He won't stand for a mare who has anothers foal and he will kill the foal once it's born
History : Damon was born into a... not so kind herd, his father was cruel, his mother was curel and he was disliked... infact, every colt was disliked. soon at the age of 2 he was taught by his father the same ways his father was.. don't accept anothers foal, kill it, don't give up with a fight, no matter how close to death, don't accept a mare who can't produce foals, even if she's your favorite. etc etc
Herd or loner : his herd
Band stallion/mares in herd : no mares
Rank : bachelor
Foals : none
Other : no

( pmed you.... am i accpted?)

[nocturna.]

{ Sorry for not posting sooner... I started college a few days ago and with work, everything has been crazy lately. I will finish my second for and post soon. May I have a recap? }

[Froas]

Wings - Accepted, I may have forgotten to pm you back
Celo(if i can call you that?) - okay it's fine, now I just have to hunt down one more person c:

Recap- Dynasty, West, and Crimson Macabre are with Lusive, Copper is with Chitto, Frost is with American Beauty, Duchess I believe is open, Spottedsong has dropped out, Pollydogluv has yet to post, Barron has yet to post, and wolfie. has dropped out. If I've missed anything, anyone add to the list

I have cherokee rose(mare), black magic(mare) , and if brilliantbrunette doesn't post soon, copper(stallion) open.

[nocturna.]

{ Sure, I'm ok with that :3 and thank you! I shall post shortly here! Got a few things going on currently }

[Deletingaccount]

ｚａｒｉｎａ
Zarina's black ears flicked and she shook her black blazed face. The pretty black mare, who wore a pretty blaze and three white stockings. she had no other markings, not another color, she was sometimes known as Black n' white. Because she had no brown, or cream... just black, and white, unless you looked closely on the edge of her nose, as at the very end of her blaze there are a few pink dots, bu nothing else. She cantered through to the stream of which she cantered through, it was a good size one, the middle was maybe half a meter deep, and the width was probably 3 meters wide. She cantered through and resulted to jumping at the middle but then made it to the other side, all in one piece, other than being soaked in water. She continued to canter, just burning of basic energy.

ｚａｃｏｒａ
Zacora grazed in the flower meadow, the pink and yellow flowers surrounding her while she lay beside the stream eating at the grass near her. She was a pretty big mare, nearly 16.2 hands. So wouldn't say she was small. Her ears remained to flick, as she listened to the birds singing, the rabbits twitching, the foxes stirring, but most importantly, she listened for other horses and predators.

ｄａｍｏｎ
The huge, dun paint stallion, standing 17 Hands high, trotted gracefully along the meadow, he was on a search of mares. There had to be some standing around being loners. His ears flicked once more and he whinnied out to any mares, though not a kind boy, he knew how to act.

-- wb --

[-Obsidian]

((Ah right, thank you for the recap.))

Berri

Berri stood on the slopes on the valley, surveying the horses below. She could see the mares were beginning to ne rounded up by the stallions. I should probably get down there, or I might be left a loner for another year... She thought with a grimace. She really didn't want another cold winter by herself. As she made her way down the grassy banks, her gaze sweeped over the males down there. They settled for a moment on a pale grey stallion ((Frost)) whilst he talked to another mare. They were nearby, so maybe she could go to them. If the stallion was nice, perhaps she could join his herd. She picked her feet and whickered at the pair in greeting.

Simba

Simba snorted as he paced round the edge to the valley. The smell of the mares was making him dizzy, yet there were so many stallions down there. It was a wonder a huge fight had broken out yet. He was slightly nervous. This was his first year of trying to find a mare. Usually he avoided older, stronger stallions, but now he was about to walk straight into a swarm of them. With a flick of his tail, he trotted into the horses, looking for a mare. All he wanted was one. Was that too much to ask? He looked around for a free one.

[halierae]

Frasha

The cremello mare was by herself, walking toward a long meadow. She needed a stallion, one strong enough to protect her. Whinnying sweetly, Fray shook her head and pawed the ground. The mare happily paraded around, letting her tail flow and holding her head up. Where were the stallions?! She saw two right then, both strong looking.

((Damon and Simba))

[Deletingaccount]

ｚａｒｉｎａ
Zarina's black ears flicked and she shook her black blazed face. The pretty black mare, who wore a pretty blaze and three white stockings. she had no other markings, not another color, she was sometimes known as Black n' white. Because she had no brown, or cream... just black, and white, unless you looked closely on the edge of her nose, as at the very end of her blaze there are a few pink dots, bu nothing else. She cantered through to the stream of which she cantered through, it was a good size one, the middle was maybe half a meter deep, and the width was probably 3 meters wide. She cantered through and resulted to jumping at the middle but then made it to the other side, all in one piece, other than being soaked in water. She continued to canter, just burning of basic energy. She heard a a view violent neighs from a herd of bachelors, coming across such a large herd she pinned her ears.. just one wind gust that pushed her sent down to them made two fights break out. She snorted in fright and glared at them all, from one stallion to the next, she then stepped back and shook out her mane slightly and clamped her tail again... another wind gust and a stallion was coming after her. Ears flat she bolted

ｚａｃｏｒａ
Zacora grazed in the flower meadow, the pink and yellow flowers surrounding her while she lay beside the stream eating at the grass near her. She was a pretty big mare, nearly 16.2 hands. So wouldn't say she was small. Her ears remained to flick, as she listened to the birds singing, the rabbits twitching, the foxes stirring, but most importantly, she listened for other horses and predators.

ｄａｍｏｎ
Damon flicked his ears slightly, he smelt a mare.. but also another stallion.. Though spotting the other stallion who seemed without a mare, damon made the fisrt move and trotted up to this mare. Ears flicked gently, smelling her heat sent he trotted a little faster and then nickered to her in greeting.. he'd kill that other stallion if he came near now.

[-Obsidian]

Simba

Simba looked round at the cremello mare. She was a beautiful colour, perhaps a good nature to go with it? She could be the one! He pricked his ears, raising his head to draw himself to full height. Just gotta look big and brave, easy as that... he reminded himself. Simba took a step forwards - but was cut off as a different horse made his way towards her. Another stallion had beat him to her. "Damn it," he cursed under his breath. Though this stallion was concentrating on the mare, Simba could see that he was ready to fight any competitors off. I'm not going to get any mares by just looking pretty. I must fight for them, to prove I can protect her... He told himself. Gritting his teeth, Simba flattened his ears and walked towards his rival. "Sorry, but I saw this lovely mare first," he snorted.