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↠↠↠ ALWAYS BE YOURSELF

n a m e :: My full name is Fleet Goddess but you can just call me Goddess.

g e n d e r :: I'm a mare.

a g e :: I'm 6 years old.

h e r d :: I don't have a herd yet but I'd love to have one.

r a n k :: I'm a loner.

c r u s h :: Nobody has caught my eye.

m a t e :: None

f o a l / s :: I've had a few, but they've all grown up.

p h y s i c a l d e s c r i p t i o n :: I am a very dark bay, but some people mistake me as a black. I have strong hind-legs which help me to run fast and jump high. I have a jet black mane and tail. I am quite tall for a mare at nearly 17hh. I am a Thoroughbred and I used to race.

p e r s o n a l i t y ::

h i s t o r y ::

WIP

[no longer here]

Fiske dismissed the thought of Jiro, his brothers, and their father; figuring she could ponder over it or even talk to him about the subject later. She smiled at Empire as she joined them; accepting her greeting with a nicker in return. Fiske lifted her ears, listening in on Vintage's words. "That is true," she replied, thinking, "it is safe to keep the most dangerous on our side; since he can protect us." The black mare bent down for another mouthful as Vintage finished the conversation about joining the herd. She looked up once more with a trusting gaze; offering for the beautiful mare to come closer to her and Blossom.

[ｐｒｉｘｉｅ]

(anyone open for my lone mare?)

[Re b e l]

↠↠↠ “You can't stop the future, You can't rewind the past, The only way to learn the secret ...is to press play.”

n a m e ::
Sapphire
g e n d e r ::
Mare
a g e ::
4 years old
h e r d ::
loner
r a n k ::
loner
c r u s h ::
none
m a t e ::
none
f o a l / s ::
none
p h y s i c a l d e s c r i p t i o n ::
"I am a light bay with dark brown legs, almost black. There is no white on my body, which kind of disappoints me. I'd love a whit spot here or a splash there. My eyes are a hazel color, green around the pupil but caramel everywhere else. I stand about 15.3 hh, almost 16. My tail and mane are black and silky. My breed is thoroughbred and quarter horse mix."
p e r s o n a l i t y ::
"They call me sweet and understanding. I guess I agree. I'm very good at listening and will obey commands given to me. I only open my mouth when there is something important to say, rarely will you hear me say something irrelevant. I enjoy the company of other mares, it makes me feel safer and not so singled out. I enjoy making new friends and talking about adventures. I heat a lot of venting because I wait to say something until they are done talking. I enjoy a good joke, and will laugh at myself from time to time. I hate being alone and will seek out company, sometimes it isn't the kind I want though. The bigger the group, the happier I am."
h i s t o r y ::
I was born wild, and into a big herd. Just, I wasn't born around here. When I was just a foal I was rounded up and sold into auction. The person who bought me lived around here and it was a long journey to my new home. Once I was there I made friends and got along with everyone. I was trained in both western and English, my life was nice and I didn't want it to change. I was forced out one night. A fire had started from an unattended candle in the hay loft. My owner opened all the stalls, we rushed out, it was chaos. Horses everywhere, everyone frantic, knocking each other down, trampling some. I made it out safe and ran until my legs couldn't carry me any farther. When I regained my strength I ran again. I didn't stop running.

[canis,]

Accepted. }}

J I R O
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Gender: Stallion
Herd: His own
Tags: Fiske, Blossom, Paint,
Vintage, Paradise

Don't get too close,
It's dark inside.
It's where my demons hide.

Jiro smiled as the mare's nose touched his own. In response, he touch his nose to her cheek, smiling warmly at the mare. The black stallion again noticed the nearby mare who still appeared to be waiting on him. However, he decided to get Paint settled before going to converse with the other. "Follow me. I'll take you to meet my other three mares," he said. And with that, Jiro led Paint over to Fiske, Blossom, and Vintage. They all appeared to be content right now. Jiro nickered a greeting, then directed their attention to Paint. "Fiske, Blossom, Vintage, this is Paint," he said, stepping back a bit to reveal the new mare to them all. Again, Jiro could feel the patience of the other mare slowly ticking away. The black stallion had seen the mare earlier, during the events with the colt. So Jiro did not see any reason why she would want to speak with him now. But, nonetheless, he didn't want to keep her waiting. "If you all would be so kind as to excuse me, it seems I have a situation to handle," he said, flicking an ear towards Paradise. Jiro did not need to worry about the mares being nice towards one another. They were all great mares, each one so friendly. The black stallion nodded a farewell, adding in an, "I'll be back soon." And with that, Jiro was off. He stopped a bit away from Paradise, bickering to get the mare's attention. Then, he simply waited for her to come and speak to him.

K I M A Y A
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Gender: Mare
Herd: Her father's, Jiro
Tags: Royal Affair

You don't know her
like I do.
You'l never
understand.

Kimaya still held the colt, ignoring her father's look. He did not control who she conversed with. Or helped. However, the colt's last words shocked Kimaya. "Do you realize what will happen to you? You won't last long if you leave. Just come with me. I'll deal with my father later," she said. Truly, her voice held more of a commanding tone than a pleading one. This colt had already come close to dying once. And the black and white filly was not going to let his stupidity get him into another situation. Possibly a fatal one.

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Velvet Blossom

Blossom was still watching Empire worriedly, hoping she hadn't offended the mare, when Jiro trotted up, and Blossom looked towards him. She nodded quietly, smiling at him, then the new mare. "Hello, Paint." She nosed Jiro gently before watching the black stallion leave, then looked at Paint. Immediately she could tell Paint was a horse that had been with the humans. Her coat was glossed, hooves rounded, hair cut straight. She had left the care of the humans recently, and she was in even better care than some horses in captivity. She must have been a breeding horse, maybe in competitions. At that thought, Blossom wondered if she'd seen the mare before, or if the mare had seen her.

Probably not, Blossom did dressage and jumping, but still... Compared to Paint, Blossom looked much more wild, and for that she was grateful. She didn't want to go back into human captivity. She knew it was safer there, but here was so much more for the soul. Perhaps if her appearance changed, her normal skittishness would fade as well. She nodded at Paint with a smile. "So, my name is Velvet Blossom, but as you heard, others call me Blossom. Pleased to meet you." The fiery coated chestnut gave Paint a shy nod, a smile forming on her muzzle.

[.Bandit]

(anyone open for my lone mare?)

Spirit is They can bump into each other or something?

[Sepia]

◤ ....Ｐａｉｎｔ ｂｙ Ｎｕｍｂｅｒｓ....◥

{ Jɪʀᴏ's Hᴇʀᴅ
{ Iɴ Hᴇᴀᴛ
{ Fᴏᴜʀ ʏᴇᴀʀs
{ Wɪᴛʜ Jɪʀᴏ's Hᴇʀᴅ
{ Tᴀɢs: Jiro
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Sᴍɪʟɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ɴᴜᴢᴢʟᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴇ ᴏʙᴇᴅɪᴇɴᴛʟʏ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ Jɪʀᴏ, ᴛʀᴏᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀɢᴇʀɴᴇss ᴏғ ᴀ ғɪʟʟʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ɴᴇᴡ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs. Aғᴛᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, sʜᴇ ɴᴏᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴇs, ᴇᴀʀs ᴘʀɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ɢʀᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ, ᴀs, ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʀɴᴇʀ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇ, sʜᴇ sᴀᴡ Jɪʀᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴀʀᴇ. Sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴏғ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀs: ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴄʟᴇᴀʀʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ, ғᴏʀ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴄᴏɴғɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇ ᴀssᴜᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɴᴇᴡғᴏᴜɴᴅ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ.
Hᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ, sʜᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅs ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜʀᴄᴇ, sᴜʀᴘʀɪsᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇ sᴀᴡ.
Iᴛ ᴡᴀsɴ'ᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ Vᴇʟᴠᴇᴛ Bʟᴏssᴏᴍ, ᴏʀ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ Bʟᴏssᴏᴍ, ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ, sᴀɪᴅ, ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ....ɪɴ ғᴀᴄᴛ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ғᴀᴍɪʟᴀʀɴᴇss, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇᴅ Pᴀɪɴᴛ Bʏ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀs, ʙʀɪɴɢɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴs sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ. Sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴜʀᴇ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ sᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴀʀᴇ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴏʀ ᴡʜʏ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪғᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ - ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴄʀᴏssᴇᴅ ᴘᴀᴛʜs ᴀᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ sʜᴏᴡ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ, ᴏʀ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪʟᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴀɴ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀᴏᴘʜɪᴇs ᴄᴇʀᴇᴍᴏɴʏ ᴏғ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅ. Eɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀsɴ'ᴛ sᴜʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴅ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ, ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ғᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ, ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴅᴅ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ; ᴛʜᴀᴛ ғɪᴇʀʏ ᴄᴏᴀᴛ sᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ sᴇᴇɴ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ.
Pᴀɪɴᴛ Bʏ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀs ʀᴇᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ, ᴇᴀʀs ʀɪsɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴇʀᴇᴄᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟᴇʀᴛ.
"Hᴇʟʟᴏ, Bʟᴏssᴏᴍ - ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴛᴏᴏ," sʜᴇ ʀᴇsᴘᴏɴᴅᴇᴅ, ᴀ ɢʜᴏsᴛ ᴏғ ᴀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ sᴍɪʟᴇ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇs ᴀʟsᴏ. "As Jɪʀᴏ sᴀɪᴅ, I'ᴍ Pᴀɪɴᴛ Bʏ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀs, ʙᴜᴛ Pᴀɪɴᴛ ɪs ᴡʜᴀᴛ I ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀ."

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Velvet Blossom

Surprised. The mare was surprised. Blossom frowned, a her lean neck carrying her well defined head as she turned it to the side in confusion. About to ask if something was wrong, Blossom saw something else in the new mare's eyes. Recognition. Immediately, slight bits of fear started grappling at her heart. She may have escaped, but she was pretty sure her owner was looking for her. Though she hadn't been high up when the fire broke out, she'd been rising up the ranks pretty quickly, and was very good potential. She'd heard of horses who sometimes got let into the wild to bring horses back... Was Paint? But Paint didn't look very dangerous... Then again that could have been why she was chosen.

But Blossom showed none of this on her features, instead nodding as Paint introduced herself, a pretty smile to her well drawn features. Only her eyes showed anything, looking a little distant and dazed. "Alright, Paint, then. I'm pleased to meet you." Finishing her usual greeting with a smile, she nosed Paint gently to welcome the mare, hoping against hope that she was just exaggerating things. She often let her thoughts run wild, after all.

[.Bandit]

Spirit walked slowly to a small creek. She was bored, nobody seemed to be around except for a few annoying bugs."For once I'm alone and I'm bored." She sighed to herself. She flicked her flowing black tail over her rump as the flies landed on her. "Ehh! Annoying flies!" She neighed and bucked. Her legs went flying. The sensation was back! She loved just being plain naughty and those annoying flies had actually done something else instead of being annoying.


Once she had gained her naughtiness back she cantered over the hill, jumping the creek and landing. Then cantering off again. As she flew over the hill she spotted a small herd {Jiro's}. "Time to make some mischief!" She said to herself. She went galloping towards the herd and bit every mare on the rump. She laughed at them then galloped off again, still laughing.