Closed, Remade! Lock Please!

[Re b e l]

(Who is open to interact with Angel?)

[poddlywoodle.]

s t o r m .
storm cloud
nine
stallion
herd: nazaria
tagged; nazaria

storm was glad nazaria had seen his intentions, nuzzling her right back. as she took the lead, walking in whatever direction she wanted, storm followed right behind her, tired head low to the ground. "we won't walk far today, nazaria," he began, voice still hoarse from the smoke inhalation. "even a little patch of trees will be fine so we can get some strength back in our bones." what storm said was true; they would need as much energy as they could get to travel before the colder seasons kicked in, and it didn't help that they had just ran for their lives after a deadly fire. he sighed.

[lynettetan1]

(I have a stallion, but he won't exactly be the most social. If you're okay with that though, sure! )

[Re b e l]

(Yeah that's ok. Angel isn't the most friendly either, so it should be interesting)

[lynettetan1]

(Alright, where's your mare? My stallion's with the large herd in the water, kinda soaking his wounds and being relieved that they didn't die lol.)

[Re b e l]

She's just running in the woods near by. I can have her stumble upon them. How many mares does he have?))

[val.]

Luna sank into the water, the salty liquid stinging her wounds but cleansing them. With a heaving sigh, the mare reluctantly got up, feeling her bones creak, as she stretched a bit. Yeah she was a little old for a wild mare, but she was very smart and actually very athletic for her age. Slightly pinning her ears, Luna made her way to Ryck, her ears perking as she gently lipped at the mare's mane, showing affection. She stood by the other mare's side, watching over her while Knight rested himself. She didn't trust Titan nor the other horses much, and she was sure the stallions that had joined were going to flirt with the other mares. trying to get them to join their own herd, almost like cliques. shaking her mane and flicking her tail, the dapple Arabian stood, relaxing a bit in the water, watching the flames at the sandy beach's top, her hind leg resting and her muscles twitching now and again. It would never come to mind you would see the fiery mare relax for once, but in the calming waves it was nice for her to chill for once.

{{ I'm just going to move Raider away for now, until I have some more time to get a real reply cx }}

[lynettetan1]

(Two)

Knight rested by Luna, turning and regarding her quietly. She was wounded as well, but seemed pretty alright. Knight wa happy for that. She was the oldest mare here, and yet, wasn't all that old. Horses only started to feel themselves aging at 16 or so. Nuzzling Luna gently, Knight nudged her, noting her alert stance. "Bear with it for a tad." He whispered, knowing she wouldn't like the unnaturally large amount of stallions in a concentrated place such as this. And yet, they needed the herd right now. Knight was tired and wounded, and so was Luna. They needed the mass to recuperate, not to mention this was where the bay stallion's allegiance stood. Looking around, he watched the area beyond carefully, peacefully assessing the area.

[Re b e l]

Dark Angel--
I could smell the water just on the outside of the forest. And on a hot day like today there's bound to be horses there. Multiple bands most likely. I race towards the edge of the forest, I can see it start to clear. I can sense the other horses up ahead. I show to a trot as I enter the tree line. My eyes immediately direct to a fiery red bay and his two mares. I canter into the water a few yards from them. I begin to paw at the water, splashing the cold all over my body. I look over at them and see that they are injured. I wonder what happened to them.

[lynettetan1]

Celtic Knight

As he watched the large herd carefully, a splash caught his attention. Looking up warily, Knight saw a dark coloured young mare heading over. From the looks of it, she had no herd, and looked pretty confused. Had she not been in the fire? Perhaps she had come from another forest and had heard the commotion. Catching the mare starting at his herd, Knight felt a strong instinct to defend. Wading forward so that he was blocking the black mare's line of sight to his herd, Knight looked at her and gave a silent little acknowledging nod, watching her but making no other movement.