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[dumbass]

{On my phone, so my post aren't too pretty}

The sound of hooves thundering filled the still air, causing the small white water birds to scatter. Out from the brush sprang a buskskin stallion, chocolate eyes bright with the enthusiasm of play. Even if he was 8, he was still full of energy. The heavy quarter horse darted across the land, black ears flopping slightly. Gallahad skidded to a stop, shaking his mane and scenting the air.

Dainty hoof beats pattered the ground as the strawberry roan hopped gracefully over fallen logs. Her flaxen mane and tail whipped in the breeze, and Emmet snorted in content as she took several bites from a patch of spring green grass. After she was bored with the spot, the stepped out of the small tree area, hazel eyes searching for something to occupy her.

[pollydogluv]

Eiyota

He stared straight ahead of him where the tree line curved around out of his view slightly, he saw the wisps of coloured hair seemingly looking slightly orange in the sunlight, then it was gone, Eiyota stepped forward hesitantly, clearly this horse didn't seem to want to be spotted or something along those lines. Then a twig snapped, his ears both forward and alert he lifted his head high and his tail tensed upwards slightly to show his tall sleek structure. He decided to see who or what it was, he took three large strides towards the thing before he saw a dapple grey horse stood not a few meters away from him. It was a mare thankfully, he slightly relaxed and took in a deep breathe in relief, he took in her pretty dappled coat, at first glance some areas almost looked blue in the light, she seemed quite impressive although she was quite smaller then him. He looked at her a bit hesitant on what to say, "Are you from a herd?", why did he say that? now he sounds like a snaking creep to her most likely, d*nm, he felt as if he could come up with something else to say to make it sound better, he opened his mouth but only a slight moan came out as he had no idea what to say.
He defiantly looked like an idiot now.

[feather']

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↠ ＮＯＢＯＤＹ ＩＳ ＰＥＲＦＥＣＴ

n a m e ::Blue Jay
n i c k n a m e ::Blue or Jay
g e n d e r ::Mare
a g e ::4 years
h e r d ::None yet
r a n k ::Loner
c r u s h ::Open
m a t e ::None
f o a l / s ::None

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Blue Jay winced after hearing the snap of the twig and as if the wince had also gotten the stallions attention he came into her view from behind the trees. Nothing separated her for him now but the small clearing and a weak Bush. She swallowed nervously her ears pinning back nervously. Jay's dark gaze stayed on the stallion watching him closely. She told herself to stop being a sip and let her ears snap back into there usual position and she lifted her head back up. He spoke to her calmly, but his question made her even more nervous. But he was most likely just asking to make sure there was no other stallion near by ready to come out and fight him. She should her head slightly at the handsome stallion before her. Her tail flickered from side to side quickly swatting away a few flies that buzzed around her. He had been about to say something but only a soft moan came form his mouth and she began to get a little worried. Was he all right? She began to wonder and finally decided to ask." Hey are you all right?" She asked him with the same worry in her voice. She looked at him her mood clearly visible on her face as she looked the bigger stallion up and down.

[no longer here]

Fiske shook her head. "I have nothing in mind, Jiro," she replied, looking at him with dark brown eyes. "Being that I am the only mare in the herd, I have nobody to talk to but you." The black mare swished her long tail at the pestering gnats. She bent down and nibbled quietly on the fresh green grass, swaying back and forth.


Astrid finished grazing, and returned to her running. She galloped down the hill as fast as she could, snorting with every breath. Her muscles rippled under her tawny fur as she leapt over a large boulder and into the woods. The palomino mare skidded to a halt and then continued on her way; but walking this time. She trekked through the tall trees and undergrowth for a while until she came out into a clearing. Two other horses, a palomino stallion and a dapple grey mare were standing there talking. "Hello?" she called, flicking her tail.

[canis,]

J I R O
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Gender: Stallion
Herd: His own
Tags: Fiske; Velvet Blossom

I may look mean,
I may act mean.
But I am anything
But mean.

The stallion nodded, trying to imagine the pain of being alone. Another mare would benefit us both. As if in answer to his thoughts, Jiro spotted a bright chestnut mare (Velvet Blossom) run across his view. The black stallion smiled. "I'll be right back, Fiske. Maybe you'll have a friend soon," he said, flicking his tail to show her his focus. Usually, Jiro was known to be quite aggressive in snaking. But today, he was in a particularly good mood. Therefore, he took a friendlier approach. Jiro left Fiske at the top of the hill while he ran to catch up with the mare. However, Jiro maintained his distance, observing the mare for any reaction. In addition, Jiro nodded at her, showing that he meant no harm.

[lynettetan1]

Velvet Blossom

As relaxing as the water was, it got cold pretty quickly. Suppressing a shudder, the graceful american saddlebred trotted out of the water, before giving her pelt a shake, sending the water in a great many directions. Blossom smiled quietly, enjoying the serenity of the sun warming her back, though her ears still rotated, trying to catch sound. But she wasn't as panicked now. No, now she was more calm, and this was just normal, learned behaviour. Sometimes she wondered why she didn't just go back to the stables. She knew the way, after all. But after she had such a taste of freedom, how exhilerating it could be, she simply didn't want to go back, though she was pretty sure that would get her life expectancy down a few years. It seemed well it's worth in moments like these.

The thrumming of hooves reached her ears, and almost immediately, Blossom's eyelids shot open, flares revealing two hazel circles, which watched, waiting for whatever it was to come into view. It was a large, black stallion, so dark a colour that Blossom could have been seeing a shadow. But no shadow had the smell of pure masculinity, which signalled a stallion, and no shadow could run with such aggression and power. Blossom's heart thrummed. Fear. Anticipation. Curiosity. She watched warily, taking a step back. He slowed, however, and the move surprised Blossom, whom was just a second away from turning and fleeing quickly, a cowardly flame.

He nodded at her. This, Blossom was accustomed to. She watched him curiously, before the tall, slender mare gave a small nod in return, hazel eyes watching carefully as her pelt blazed under the sun's rays, giving a glow of their own.

[canis,]

J I R O
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Gender: Stallion
Herd: His own
Tags: Fiske; Velvet Blossom

I may look mean,
I may act mean.
But I am anything
But mean.

Jiro stood for a moment, watching the mare. She seemed to be fearful at first, but calmed at Jiro's gesture. He slowly took a few steps forward, tossing his mane to the right side of his muscular neck. The black stallion paused once more after slightly closing the distance between himself and the mare. He tried to not appear particularly aggressive, maybe just a bit assertive, as a normal stallion is. Jiro raised his head now, taking in the burning flame that was her coat. He was definitely impressed with her beauty. "Hello darling. What might your name be?" he said gently, hoping to not provoke the mare. His voice was deep and strong, but with a touch of sweet to it. And his southern accent was emphasized greatly on the "darling."

[no longer here]

Fiske dipped her head, watching as the large black stallion ran to the mare. She was excited for a friend, and she hoped the mare would join the "herd" willingly. The pretty, jet black mare grazed calmly at the top of the hill; savoring the sweet grass that would soon give her energy for when the herd went on the move again. Fiske watched the mare and her stallion leader out of the corner of her eye. She was a completely different color from the two of them; they were both a jet black, while she was a dark and rich chestnut color. The beautiful jet black mare had to admit she was starting to get a little jealous. The handsome black stallion was obviously very interested in her beauty, calling her 'darling and all; she never recalled Jiro calling her that.

[lynettetan1]

Velvet Blossom

He watched her, just as suredly as she watched him. He took a few steps forward, slowly, as if approaching a fearful animal. Which, she was, Blossom noted with slight amusement. He tossed his mane, revealing more of his physique. She trembled, watching. He was large, intimidating, and power was in his every movement just as suredly as grace was in hers. And yet, he moved gently, softly. Calming. Feeling both drawn and wary, she watched quietly, not coming closer, but too drawn to run away. He looked at her now, and from the look in his eyes, he liked what he saw. The slender mare would have blushed, had she not looked down quickly.

At his words, though, she did blush. Her deep, hazel eyes hid behind fluttering eyelids as she lost her ability of speech for a moment. But it was just a moment, and Blossom recovered quickly. Looking up at his large frame, she spoke softly. "I'm Velvet Blossom, but you can just call me Blossom." She replied, before watching him quietly, before she mustered up the courage to speak of her own, soft will. "And you?" She said curiously, still a little torn, but now, she wanted to find out more about this large presence.

[.Bandit]

{Is there anywhere I can join in?}