⚜ beautiful now ⚜ wild horse roleplay ⚜

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{{ As Jupiter is Jupiter Ascendings only nickname and the names taken, I hope you don't mind but I've just removed her all together c: }}

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{ Maleficent } { Fourteen Years } { 16"2 TB x Dutch WB } { Stallion : Phantom } { Status : Stage 2 } { Tags : herd, phantom }

maleficent grazed calmly, the whites on her overo coat almost brown from her previous roll, but with each shake, the dirt lifted off until it was quite white again. She flicked an ear listening to the sounds around her, taking in the scents of the mares around her, before looking towards jupiter with a frown as the filly like mare played around like a fool. She snorted softly at her and pinned her ears lashing her tail before nosing away more snow and grazing at the grass she found. When phantom came up beside her groomed her a little, she pinned her ears and kicked up at him, -not really caring if she connected- before scooting forwards, more surprised than simply being her grumpy self. She snorted with a soft squeal as she did scoot forwards however relaxed after a moment and continued to graze, it wasn't easy to surprise her, but when you did, she let you know. she lifted her head as he came over and continued to groom her pinning her ears at him in return, she wasn't one to groom in return, but when she did, it was like magic, it was something that was so rare it was almost to be treasured. and so, she didn't groom him in return. instead she raised her head and nipped at him slightly telling him to stop it, she didn't exactly like it either, at least, not unless she went up to you and asked to be groomed, and even then. she lifted her hind leg in one last warning however knew he'd stop, and when he did she pricked them forwards only to pin them again when he nudged her. she snorted softly and bared her teeth slightly however knew what he wanted and simply moved off in search for new grazing grounds for spring. ears pinned back as she trotted through the middle of the herd, deliberatly snaking Jupiter and one of the other young mares out of her way before picking quite the elegant canter away.

to be fair, despite all her bad parts, her grumpy attitude, she was a good lead mare, she put her herd before herself when it came to protecting them, and she often found the best of grazing grounds. and when she had foals, she was a damn good mother and birthed healthy foals all the time. the only time she had a stillborn was when she was three, and it was her first foal, and after being bred by three different stallions the foal was a still born.


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{ Tilly } { Two Years } { 15"2 TB x ASH } { Stallion : north} { Status : Stage 3 } { Tags : Herd, open }

a pretty butter milk buckskin mare flicked her black tail against her flanks, spreading the rather thick scent. she had actually come into this herd mid winter, clearly north saw the potential in the mare at the time, and now she was mature enough to breed. although, tilly wasn't exactly fond of north, infact, half the time when he came near her, she took off to the other side of the herd. pure fear coursing through the mares body whenever she was spoken to, touched or asked to do something or even approached. however she wasn't one to leave the herd for she wasn't stupid, she just didn't accept anyone's presence, let alone allow a stallion to cover her. she'd never been bred before, and it would be quite a shock to her when she finally submitted to north. she snorted loudly and skittled sideways as north slipped past her after being with queen. she snorted softly with a light squeal and kicked out a little before prancing off away from him.she was more fond of the lead mare, and often hid behind the older mares protection, of course, she wasn't sure what the mare thought of her... with a gentle snort she pranced away from where she had been standing as north passed her, passing the lead mare and crossing over onto the opposite side, calming down once she put the distance between herself and the herd.

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{ Daenerys } { Fifteen years } { 16"2 Thoroughbred } { Stallion : Sebastian } { Status : Stage 4 } { Tags : herd, phoenix, khaleesi }

the palomino mare had returned from birthing two beautiful chestnut fillies late last night, event though they were now a week old, she'd stayed longer. It was clear they were not sebastian's fillies. daenerys came to sebastian mid autumn, after he snaked her out of a younger arabians herd and though having formed a bond with the black stallion, now that her fillies were born, and she'd returned, she'd blocked sebastian out, and when he came to investigate, probaly to check the genders of the twins, she all but chased him off. She was different mare around her fillies, and more so around a pair of twins that were not sired by the stallion she belonged to, and even more so if they'd been colts. she snorted softly and pinned his ears each time the male grew to close however relaxed when he moved off towards maiden. ears flicking she grazed calmly besides her sleeping fillies, the two curled up beside one another, and occasionally she'd press her nose to each foal to make sure they were still breathing. and each time she checked, her muzzle was pushed up by each fillies side and with a soft sigh she watched for predators, the smell of blood lingered in her tail for she'd not passed through a river or rolled lately, and so it was still a threat that predators could come, and though not up to her full strength yet after foaling twins she was getting there, however would probaly rely on Sebastian to get rid of a predator. then again, should a predator come, most horses would take off, and leave the weak there, the weak, at the moment, meaning the two fillies and daenerys. even sebastain would probably leave, however, daenerys wouldn't leave her young. no, not now. She could smell a few coyotes, probaly three or four, though not a threat to a full grown horse, they could cause damage to a foal. And so she stood firm, watching the dogs inch closer and closer and closer until they were a little to close for the palomino's liking. Ears pinned she charged forwards snaking her neck and kicking out as she turned and pranced back to stand firm and protective over her fillies once again. Unlike most predators that if bitten sometimes you could heal, a single blow from a full grown horses hoof was a death sentence. Ears pinned back she kicked out with one leg hitting one of the dogs, stone cold the animal dropped to the ground. it was apparent that even coyotes had alphas and seems, the one that was now a limp body was theres, for within a few moments, they inched away, of course, the palomino didn't relax, tensed up enough as it was with simply being weak still from the birth, keeping sebastian at bay and now the dogs she wasn't about to 'relax' any time soon.

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{ Phoenix } { One week } { ? Anglo Arabian } { Stallion : Sebastian } { Status : stage 0 } { Tags : Herd, daenerys, khaleesi }

--can't post much for a sleeping foal--

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{ Khaleesi } { One week } { ? Anglo Arabian } { Stallion : Sebastian } { Status : stage 0 } { Tags : Herd, daenerys, phoenix}

--can't post much for a sleeping foal--

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{ Grim } { Fourteen years } { 17"3 TB x WB } { Mares : electra, harmony, siren, alice } { coverings this spring : 0 } { Tags : herd, electra }

a dark male stood not far off form his herd, his ears flicking occasionally, noticing that his girls needed covering, at least a few of them did. one in particular, his pretty lead mare who seemed to be taunting him at first. slightly pinned his ears he went to go down to her, but she beat him to it and came up to him instead. he pricked his ears forwards as his mare came closer and began to groom his matted mane. flaring his nostrils a little bit at her scent he grew a little ancy, he tossed his head and pressed his muzzle against his mare neck nipping softly at her coat before pulling out bits of twigs and leaves from his mares mane. he snorted softly, and as the testosterone kicked in, he danced closer to her flank, resting his muzzle by her tail, taking in the scent he squealed slightly before pressing his muzzle against her side, nibbling gently asking to mount the pretty chestnut. careful incase she kicked like some of his mares did, he readied himself to dart sideways, however, he was far more ready to bounce up.

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{ outcast } { Six years } { 18"0 Thoroughbred } { Mares : none } { coverings this spring : 0 } { Tags : open }

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Ｌｅｔ Ｔｈｅｍ Ｆａｌｌ ｉｎｔｏ Ｈｅｌｌ xxxmare | ten | warmblood x AQH | North's herd | mare | status; stage three | tagged; none
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The dapple grey mare watched as her stallion went to address their lead, knowing very well it was time to move on to new grazing lands. With spring already here, Freyja knew very well that staying here was not an option. The ten year old warmblood cross released a heavy exhale, flaring her nostrils as she took in the scents of spring, from the simple smell of the grass to the smell of other equines. She was glad that spring had finally arrived mainly because she was tired of stripping trees. The prospects of better grazing areas and well fresh grass in general excited the mare. Hopefully Queen would get them moving without any hesitation, she was ready to get a move on and head back to their spring grazing land. The mare was a little distance away from everyone else, but she was excluded from the group in any way. She pawed at the slushy snow, which still hadn't completely dissolved into the earth yet, in search of some newly grown grass that could be hiding underneath.

Ｈｏｔ Ｗｉｒｅｄ ｗｉｔｈ Ｐｏｗｅｒ xxxxmare | twelve | thoroughbred | Grim's herd | lead mare | status; stage four | tagged; Grim
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The twelve year old chestnut mare was pleased when the stallion returned the affection of grooming. She was not at all surprised when he continued his way down until he was near her rump. The mare continued to flick her light brown tail back and forth, almost as if she was attempting to tease the stallion as he seemed to hold in his eagerness, well some of it anyway. She felt his muzzle by her tail and the mare stilled, anticipating what was coming next. When she heard his squeal she waited and there it was as he asked her to mount. The mare tensed, as if ready to buck but did the opposite. She lifted up her tail before she moved it off to the side and braced herself for his weight. Electra was far more accepting than she would have been any time before and the mare was seemingly just as eager as her stallion.

Ｌｏｖｅ Ｌｅｔｔｅｒｓ ｉｎ Ｒｏｍｅ xxxxxmare | three | thoroughbred x mustang | haunt's herd | mare | status; stage two | tagged; none
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The young mare watched Luna drop down to the ground on a patch of grass that surprising had no melting snow around it. She snorted, attempting to figure out what the mare was doing. Was there a reason behind her rolling in the grass, Juliette didn't understand. The young three year old was watching the older mare curiously before she finally gave up on her curiosity and lowered her head to the ground, muzzle brushing away some snow to reveal a patch of grass. Flicking her scented tail, the mulberry gray mare pulled up the small blades of grass and began to graze on the small patch in content. This was her first time on her own, away from her mother and so far she was settling in, though the mare was still extremely skittish around the horses within her own herd. She had yet to make herself become a shadow of one of the other mares, as she had done with her mother.

Ｐｈａｎｔｏｍ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ Ｏｐｅｒａ xxxstallion | sixteen | mustang x lusitano x friesian | band stallion| coverings; 0 | mares; maleficent, jupiter, vanish, candy, stella | tagged; maleficent
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He had surprised her, not something he had planned on doing but the stallion knew better than to retaliate to the mare. He knew not to cross the younger mare and knew very well that she would heed to his nudge as long as he was patient with her. The black and white stallion snorted, backing away as she went and snaked not only Jupiter but one of the other younger mares out of her way and picked up the pace, heading out towards better grazing lands as he had somewhat asked. With that situated, he expected his other mares to follow as he came up from the back, making sure none of them would fall behind and if they did, he would not hesitate to let them know as Maleficent led the way. She was doing as she was suppose to and he did not doubt her judgement, once she had them in a new area, he would continue his rounds and start with the mares with the strongest scent, then he'd probably head straight for his lead, though he wouldn't be a eager three year old with her, he knew very well not to push the mare. She was dominate, that was for sure but so was he and even if they butted heads at times, he still respected her. Though when it came to patience, he had very little in spring, mainly because he knew if he did not cover his mares and keep them close, some other stallion may try and snatch them up if he wasn't vigilant and Phantom did not want that to happen.

[spring.]

name ;; the black rose's final tear
nickname ;; black rose
age // gender ;; seven // mare
herd stallion ;; none
status // stage ;; in heat // stage three
breed // height ;; mustang // fifteen and ¾
lineage ;; untraceable
foals ;; black magic
known for ;; timidness
tagged ;; none

the raven mare was not sure what to make of her life as a lone mare as she emerged from where her old herd used to hide. the old lead had chased her out, for reasons unknown (though she figured it was something to do with the fact that she had produced nothing but black foals in her time there). they had chased her filly out with her, but the other raven mare was nowhere to be seen. charcoal hooves crunched through the remaining snow, bringing her out into the clear from the wooded area behind her. boy, did she miss the plains. she saw other herds, and it appeared they might be seeking to move. she snorted, looking at them. they never stayed too close together, for obvious reasons. the mare watched them, not close to any particular herd. hmm she wondered idly. where would they go? she snorted as she looked to them. charcoal hooves moved in two- two time, carrying her to a patch of grass not too far off. she lowered her head and nipped at it. it was bitter, but it was food. rubbery lips pulled up more of the reluctant stalks, and her sensitive nose looked for more of the food she so desperately needed to survive. but the grass was essentially dead and useless to her.

she snorted as she picked her head up, looking about for any more grass that could be of use to her. but most of the grass around had suffered a similar fate. it was the snow, no doubt. it smothered the grass and made it nearly inedible. would she be able to follow these herds to their new grazing locations? she snorted. she needed to be part of a herd. being lone is deadly for a horse in the wild. the herd mentality is critical. the raven mare's torso expanded with air as she smelt the air around her in idle wonder. it all came out in a low nicker. charcoal hooves stomped the ground in three- three time as she picked up a canter, and easily made her way in search of some grass that might be of use to her. her stride long and loping, she slowed to a trot, and finally a stop as she came upon a patch just slightly greener. rubber lips and grass stained teeth pulled at the stalks, trying them out. much better. obsidian strands whipped at her sides, chasing away any invisible flies. "speech" actions "speech"

name ;; crying black magic
nickname ;; black magic
age // gender ;; three and ⅔ // filly
herd stallion ;; none
status // stage ;; in heat // stage three
breed // height ;; mustang // fifteen and ¾
lineage ;; unknown x black rose
foals ;; none
known for ;; rebelliousness
tagged ;; none

the new filly was completely lost. she stumbled out of the woods and into a completely new field. she had lived in one herd her entire life, and now had no clue what to do with herself. she had some instinct, but that was mostly to just eat and survive, not much else. the new filly would certainly need a herd soon, or her confusion might just bring her to her demise. it also occurred to her that she would no longer be protected by her mother. i'm alone. the two words filled her with fear. she wished to find her mother, now. sure, she was never the best filly to her mother, but she ever realized how much she needed her until this very moment. her lungs filled with air and she let out a long, pained whinny. it called desperately for her mother, but her mother wouldn't come. after all, i am an adult now... she figured solemnly. she looked around, ears flicking wildly in thought. what is she to do now? the raven filly, who resembled her mother perfectly, trotted in search of something to eat at least. her legs reached out and ate the ground eagerly. but she suddenly stopped short as she found grass perhaps worth eating.

she lowered her head to it and took mouthful after mouthful into her rubbery lips, savoring the taste of the somewhat acceptable grass. it would work, for now. it would do well to sate her hunger, at least. the filly wondered idly what her mother was doing. had she left the wood, or was she still following the old herd? black magic snorted to herself gently, pulling her head up quickly and looking about. maybe she could see her mother? but the bodies of horses made her distracted. how would she join a herd?! she assumed the stallion would approach her, but she worried that she had to do something. "speech" actions "speech"

name ;; hunting the plains
nickname ;; huntress
age // gender ;; twelve // mare
herd stallion ;; none
status // stage ;; in heat // stage three
breed // height ;; mustang // sixteen and ½
lineage ;; untraceable
foals ;; none
known for ;; kindness
tagged ;; none

the light golden mare was standing in a patch of grass, pulling at grass and consuming it contentedly. she was bored, to say the least, but she was eating and that's all that mattered. a whinny rung out, and huntress looked at the young filly who it seemed to come from. but she made no moves to speak with her. the filly was probably desperate for something, not that she cared. the palomino mare was more worried about herself, surviving and joining a herd before they all moved. if the little filly didn't join a herd before they moved, and she was still free, maybe she'd take the filly... if her mother didn't turn up soon.. hope she'll be okay. she thought. it was more or less a passing thought, but the mare did sincerely wish the best for the young filly. "speech" actions "speech"

[evixtus]

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