ＲＯＡＭ - ʰᵒʳˢᵉ ʳᵒˡᵉᵖˡᵃʸ - ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ

[halierae]

Fray was taken aback for a second. 'I guess I'm not enough for him...' She thought. 'Or maybe he does just want our fol to have friends.' The mare sighed, trying to make her smile reassuring. "Of coarse, what is a stallion without his herd?" Fray said, implying that she would be fine with more mares.

[Deletingaccount]

"It does not mean your nothing" he said, she didn't need to have said it, her look said it all. "Simply means more mares mean more foals for our foal to play with, and if I'm out checking the boundary you won't be alone" Damon told her nuzzling her softly.

[-Obsidian]

~ Azur ~
[x] | Lone Bachelor | Five years | Speaking with Black Magic & Berri

Azur watched the young dapple. She seemed very polite and well mannered, the roan stallion just found it very odd that a mare would so eagerly walk right up to a stallion. Was she in some sort of danger and sought protection? Azur couldn't tell from the mare's easy going attitude. Trying to think of something to say, Azur looks over the dapple mare. She was a bit petite so her age was hard to tell. All Azur knew was that she seemed a bit younger. Perhaps that was why she strode right up to him and Magic, inexperience? "Are you alone here?" He asked, breaking the silence once again. He then turned back to Magic, not wanting to forget about her and lightly nipped her shoulder in a playful fashion.

Berri

Berri watched Azur watch her. He seemed a little confused, or was he being cautious? She knew it was odd for a mare to stride straight up to a stallion - she'd taken a big risk, but it seemed to be going her way so far. He hadn't snaked her at first glimpse at least. She'd been lucky. When he asked her if she was alone, she nodded. "Yes, I don't have a herd or a family," she replied. Berri stamped as a fly landed on her leg. "Sorry, I'm just trying to find some friends. As I don't have any, it's a bit lonely," she admitted, "I don't know if I can survive much longer on my own." There, she'd said it.

ｚａｒｉｎａ
Zarina nodded and continued to groom her stallion. Her ears swivled slightly, and she darted back a few steps ears perked before settling, seeing it was merely a fox pouncing from it's whole, even the bravest of horses got spooked, but what horse wouldn't a fox just leaped from it's den with no warning. Still aware the mare returned to grooming her stallion.

[size=95][center]Simba

Simba tensed as he saw movement from the corner of his eye. As Zarina jumped back, he turned to face the danger - but was relieved to see it was just a fox. He'd worried that it might have been a mountain lion or another stallion. He relaxed and turned back to her. "So, do you have any family or friends?" He asked her casually. He blinked slowly and shifted his weight off one of his back legs, to rest it.

[j.sparrow]

~ Azur ~
[x] | Lone Bachelor | Five years | Speaking with Black Magic & Berri

The blue roan stallion was a bit surprised when he heard the dappled mare respond to him. She was being a bit bold for her age. But it seemed like spring was winding down... these were becoming desperate times for mares without a stallion. It had seemed like Azur had the makings of a small herd here. This wasn't at all what he had expected in traveling along with his younger brother. But perhaps it was good to start over, to make a new life for himself. Azur cleared his throat, moving past his thoughts and went on to reply to the mare. "No, no. It's alright. No harm done." Azur glanced back at Magic, almost asking if it was alright for the dapple to accompany the pair, as he still wasn't sure if he had won the pinto or not. Still looking to the pinto, he speaks again to Berri, "Would you like to join us?" he spoke with a bit of caution, not wanting to spook Black Magic off.

[corgie]

duchess ::
loner ; mare ; 3 years [x] ; talking to cherokee ; open for a stallion


Duchess smiled and flickered her ears at the young mare, she swayed her tail back and forth. " Should we look for a stallion, or stallions? " She asked curiously, she was interested in joining a herd but wouldn't mind being with Cherokee if they couldn't find one. She didn't think it would be hard to find a stallion, but she was interested in being the lead mare of a herd, she was worried Cherokee might be the lead mare instead of her if they joined the same herd. But would they even find a stallion, or more importantly one they liked?

[gam]

[Is this closed to new forms? It said accepting in the title so I went for it!]

.:Nyx:.

|| Nyx || Hanoverian || Mare || 4 years old ||

"All flowers, in time, bend towards the sun."

Learning The Basics

"My name is Nyx."

"And I'm a Hanoverian."

"I am a mare."

"And I walk alone."

On the Outside

"My fur is black."

"My eyes are a shade of dark brown, with flecks of light brown."

"My mane and tail are black."

"I am rather average, height-wise. "

And I weigh an average amount."

Who You Are

Personality
"Hmm, me? Well, let me think...I'd say...hmm..." ~
Due to our interviewee Nyx becoming completely engrossed with something totally irrelevant, I shall take over now. ~
Nyx, a soft spoken and shy mare, wouldn't harm a fly. Gentle and caring, people often her to stop apologizing for everything. To which she often replies, "Sorry." ~
Submissive and respectful, Nyx does not like fights. If she can, she lets other do the talking, so she can get back to her normal life as soon as possible. She's sensitive and touchy, and takes everything to heart, good or bad. She hates aggressive confrontations and often becomes nervous and skittish, her only wish being to get away. ~
Nyx is intelligent as well. She spends a lot of her time thinking, just contemplating. Often she evaluates others' personalities, carefully calculating everything they do into a specific trait that she can assume they have. She uses logic to get herself out of sticky situations instead of violence. ~
She is often whisked away by her own mind, easily distracted, easily entertained, and easily pleased. But quite hard to understand. Always a mystery, she's hard to read. Like a book in a foreign language. Really, really foreign. ~
However, Nyx has a special pair of eyes. A pair of eyes that can see only the good in things. Her sense of logic and perception is quite the same. If a wildfire occurs, she oversees the bad and jumps straight to the good--the ash of the debris serves as a source of nutrients for the plants that grow in the effected area. No matter what the situation, her enthusiasm and cheery personality spreads contagiously. ~
Wistful and dreamy, she always has that glazed over look in her eyes, clearly lost in a never ending fantasy. ~

History
"Ohh, my, history? History...hmmm...Well, now, let's see...My mother was a simply gorgeous bay Hanoverian mare, and my father was a tall, strong, handsome black Hanoverian stallion. You see, both of my parents lived on a quite prestigious Hanoverian farm. It was nationally recognized as a top competitor in the breeding, training and competing of the breed. After suffering a crippling leg injury that brought an abrupt end to her career, she was retired to a broodmare at the age of eight. My father was an avid competitor, and never liked to take a loss. He had been born and raised on the farm, as had my mother. On several accounts, they briefly interacted, a few words here and there. Nothing much, I'd say. But after being turned out in pastures near each other, they sparked a friendship that soon blossomed into a love affair. ~
I was born on a warm and breezy day in late spring. With my mother at my side, I took my first wobbly steps. As I slowly matured into a lively little filly, I got accustomed to barn life. Many days were slow, the wind lazily drifting by and bringing nothing new with it. But when I was turned out to pasture, my heart sang. I knew running free through wide open plains was my true calling...but everyday, fences contained me. I loved my life, but secretly I longed for something more. ~
By the time I was a yearling, I was healthy and strong enough to make my own decisions. Everyday the wind called to me, beckoning me to the rolling hills and vast fields that lay beyond. But that was about to change. ~
I had made my decision. ~
And then, at last, I was free. ~

Likes
- Flowers
- Making friends
- Having fun
- Laughing

Dislikes
- Fights
- Overly-aggressive horses
- Being yelled at
- Being alone

Those Who Are Close

Crush
"No one, I'm afraid I don't anyone well enough..."

Secret Crush
"Secrets secrets are no fun!"

Mate
"Nope!"

What do you look for in a mate?
"Ah, well, I supposed I've never thought about that....all I can ask is that they're someone I get along with!"

Foals
"None!"

Social Life

Friends
"Well, I don't have any, I suppose..."

Enemies
"Nope!"

Ancestry

Parents
"Ohh my, well, my parents...my mother was a gorgeous shade of dappled bay, with a pencil-thin stripe running down her face. One white sock covered her right hind leg, that came up to the middle of her cannon bone. My father was a handsomely built, tall stallion that was a deep, dark shade of black. His feet all donned white socks, most of them barely reaching his pastern, sprinkled with ermine spots. Oh, yes, they were very much in love. I take after my father's black markings, as you can tell."

Siblings
"Oh, no, but how I wished for a sister or brother to play with."

Other Family Members
"I never met anyone other than my mother and father that were related to me."


Anything else?
N/A

[-Obsidian]

Berri

Berri studied Azur's expression, looking for any negative signs. She saw the slight confusion there, and doubt gnawed at her belly. It's fine, he'll know know your desperate, just stay calm... She saw his eyes flicker to the pinto mare, and wondered if he was a one-mare stallion. She'd have no chance with him if he was. He had felt her heat starting to wane as Spring drew to a close, and this was her one last hope.
And then he asked her.
"Yes. Yes," Berri squealed, throwing her head back in joy. "Yes, I mean, if you're willing," she said slowly, regaining her calmness.

[Blakeisbae]

{ - ｕｓｅｒｎａｍｅ - }
Dawnshadow033
{ - ｎａｍｅ - }
Storm's everlasting rage, is her name, she got it, when she was born, in a storm.
{ - ｇｅｎｄｅｒ - }
Mare
{ - ｒａｎｋ - }
Lone horse, has never been accepted, by any herd, that she has been in. Rejected as some mean mares/stallions call her.
{ - ａｇｅ - }
Storm was 3 years old, at the last week of last years winter.
{ - ｆｕｒ ｃｏｌｏｒ - }
Storm, has a dark black pelt, with grey splotches, like clouds, in a dark night sky.
{ - ｅｙｅ ｃｏｌｏｒ - }
Storm's eyes, are wild, and stormy... Dark blue, with dark grey cloud-like figures in them.
{ - ｗｉｄｔｈ ａｎｄ ｌｅｎｇｔｈ - }
Storm is average height, for a female Gypsy Vanner, and she is only fat, when she is pregnant, which she hasn't been yet.
{ - ｃｒｕｓｈ - }
No stallions have caught her eye, yet.....
{ - ｆｏａｌｓ - }
Storm has no foals. She wants children, but she has never had any. She wants them badly.
{ - ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ - }
She was born, in STORM, that is why she is called: Storm's everlasting rage. She was named after the Storm, with which she was born in. Then as she was growing up, she found out, that she was in heat, spring through summer. She had smiled at that. She has never been breed, and she wants to have a filly, or colt. She smiled at the thought of someone, who will love her, for who she is. Storm has been growing up, her family, who has abandoned her, and shunned her. Storm had cried that night, she was shunned, and abandoned, on the stormy night. Storm then had found herd after herd, who has never accepted her, for who she is. Finally, she gave up at age 3.
{ - ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ - }
Storm is very protective, and a fluent runner. She has an okay mood, but you do not want to maker her angry. She is lashing out, when she is angry. When she is not, she is either happy, or sad. If she is happy, she frolics around, many horses, mares ad stallions. When she is sad, she would want to be alone. Not with another horse, unless they are sad for the same reason.
{ - ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅｓ - }
Storm
{ - ｏｔｈｅｒ - }
nothing
{ - ｐｏｓｔｉｎｇ ｅｘａｍｐｌｅ - }

Storm's Everlasting Rage

{Mare}{Loner}{1 Year}

Storm ran across the clearing, stopping at a grassy hill, where she stood, watching, her family, chase her out of the valley. She ran away, finding a brook, where she leaped across, she slipped, and she fell in the water, she was only 1/2 a year old! She was washed down, to the shallow end, where she woke. She shook her head, finding her family, watching her, on the opposite end. She got up, scrambling, and she ran into the forest, there she raced into a cave, where she tripped, and fell. She slept there the rest of the day, and the night.

Am i accepted?

[halierae]

"It does not mean your nothing" he said, she didn't need to have said it, her look said it all. "Simply means more mares mean more foals for our foal to play with, and if I'm out checking the boundary you won't be alone" Damon told her nuzzling her softly.

((sorry, was cs shut down for a while? it wouldnt let me on.))

Fray nodded. "Of coarse, I understand." She said quietly, smiling. "lets find you another mare then." Her blue eyes pierced the land as she turned, searching for another mare like herself. Hey, he had reason.... Fray nickered, voice loud and welcoming.

[j.sparrow]

Berri
Berri studied Azur's expression, looking for any negative signs. She saw the slight confusion there, and doubt gnawed at her belly. It's fine, he'll know know your desperate, just stay calm... She saw his eyes flicker to the pinto mare, and wondered if he was a one-mare stallion. She'd have no chance with him if he was. He had felt her heat starting to wane as Spring drew to a close, and this was her one last hope.
And then he asked her. "Yes. Yes," Berri squealed, throwing her head back in joy. "Yes, I mean, if you're willing," she said slowly, regaining her calmness.

~ Azur ~
[x] | Lone Bachelor | Five years | Speaking with Black Magic & Berri

Azur smiled to himself in seeing the dapple's reaction. Clearly she was glad to have found a herd. He wondered if she had been on her own for sometime, but he supposed it didn't matter so much anymore. He now had two mares to acompany him; something that the blue roan stallion would never have imagined happening. He wondererd how his younger brother weas fairing in the mare department. Leaving his thoughts, Azur shook out his mane and turnied his attention back to the Dapple. "Of course. It's better to band together than be alone I suppose. And i've been alone for too long..."The stallion let his voice trail out as his past came rushing back into his mind. "Glad to have you with us."He said after a long pause. He then glanced back to Black Magic, hoping she would be alright with this.