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[azhefa.]

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This thread is for any OOC talking or idea exchanges any members of the role-play may have, it is also a place for all character forms for the role-play.

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Rp thread

Picture Info:

*Ages 6 months to 1 year are to have foal pictures along with their adult picture which should be linked not shown.
*Ages 1 year to 2 years may have only an adult picture.

{Please don't just put an adult picture for a horse less than 1 year old.]

[azhefa.]

{What Goes Around Comes Around | Karma | 2 years | Filly}

ＰＲＯＣＬＡＩＭ ＹＯＵＲＳＥＬＦ
Name: What Goes Around Comes Around
Nickname: Karma
Age: 2 years
Gender: Filly, never bred.
Breed: Mustang draft cross
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: Will only settle for Lead Mare
Rank: Loner

ＯＮ ＴＨＥ IＮＳＩＤＥ
Deposition: This filly isn't one to mess with, her dominance is very pronounced and she doesn't back down, not even to a stallion. She may not be very old, but she has a pretty fair amount of knowledge of the valley and the plains, where water is during drought or where food is during the winter, unlike most of the surviving foals. The knowledge was passed to her by her mother before the sickness struck the valley, and she's very grateful to her mother for teaching her so early.
History: Her past is pretty crazy with the disappearance of her mother and twin sister and then the deadly plague and the humans, it's just hectic. Karma was born in the wild to a large draft mare who had ended up surviving after giving birth to twins, Karma and her twin sister Creature. Karma was born larger than her sister which is common for twins, but size didn't matter to her since she loved her sister anyway. She was taught by her mother and a few of the other mares in the herd, learning about where water holes where and good grazing, just about anything that she could shove in her brain. Her life was pretty great until her mother and sister disappeared, never to return even when Karma called for them day and night. As it turned out, her mother had been snaked away by a bachelor while Karma had been off with another filly in the herd, Creature had stuck with their mother and was taken as well.

Karma mourned the loss of her mother and twin, she had cried until all her tears were dried up and her heart turned to stone. She grew up with a cold heart without her mother and sister's love, but she did still learn from the other mares, at least until the plague hit that is. When the sickness came it was the oldest mare that died first, then the others and then finally her sire. The other foals in the herd were scattered to the wind once the humans came, Karma ran to the forest and never looked back. To this day she still longs for her mother and sister, but it's more of a small dull ache than true longing. Now that she's stronger and much colder than her younger self, she will only settle for the best. She will only join a herd in which she can be the lead mare, she refuses to be led by another lesser filly all thanks to her short foal-hood that was filled with grief and not much love..
Likes: Grazing, respect, and solitary.
Dislikes: Overly aggressive males, challenging females, and those who try to control her.
Strengths: Her knowledge of the lands and her size once she grows to her full height.
Weaknesses: Her one weakness is foals, she will do anything to protect her young.

ＴＨＯＳＥ IＮ ＹＯＵＲ LＩＦＥ
Breeding Status: No heat yet.
Stallion: None.
Offspring: None yet.
Father: Boogeyman (dead).
Mother: Morgana (taken/presumed dead).
Siblings: Her twin sister, Creature (unknowingly alive).

IＮ ＴＨＥ ＭＩＲＲＯＲ
Coat color: Coal black, not one speck of white anywhere on her.
Eye color: An icy blue.
Scars/Birthmarks: She has a few scars on her shoulders and flank, but not too many to draw away from her beauty.
Height: Currently 15.3 hands will grow to 17 hands, she will be a big girl.
Other: Nope

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Adult
{Just Another Catastrophe | Cassy | 7 months | Filly}

ＰＲＯＣＬＡＩＭ ＹＯＵＲＳＥＬＦ
Name: Just Another Catastrophe
Nickname: Cassy
Age: 7 months
Gender: Filly, never bred.
Breed: Mustang
Herd: None yet.
Wanted Rank: Just a herd filly.
Rank: Lone filly.

ＯＮ ＴＨＥ IＮＳＩＤＥ
Deposition: Just like her mother, this filly is probably the friendliest foal in the valley. She's very knowledgeable for her young age and is very kind, always willing to care for someone else. Cassy is a kind of filly that dreams about a large family herd filled with playful foals and protected by a big strong stallion.
History: Like most Mustangs, Cassy was born in the wild, but instead of having a normal family herd with mares and a lead stallion, her family herd had many stallions with a hoard of mares and foals. Since she's still rather young, the filly doesn't have much of a history so far, but she did survive the plague and also the human's round-up so she's been through a lot already even though she's not even a year old.
Likes: Many things, but mostly fellow foals.
Dislikes: Aggression and fighting.
Strengths: Her sweet nature.
Weaknesses: Her kindness can also be one, but it's normally a strength.

ＴＨＯＳＥ IＮ ＹＯＵＲ LＩＦＥ
Breeding Status: Too young
Stallion: None yet, but wants one.
Offspring: None, too young.
Father: Apocalyptic Pandemic (dead).
Mother: Mirror Image (dead).
Siblings: A lot, can't name them all.

IＮ ＴＨＥ ＭＩＲＲＯＲ
Pelt color: Golden palomino with white mane and tail.
Eye color: They are brown-gold.
Scars/Birthmarks: She has a few scars from overly aggressive playmates, but none too serious.
Height: Currently 12 hands will grow to 15.2 hands.
Other: None

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{Sun-Kissed Rose | Rose | 2 years | Filly}

ＰＲＯＣＬＡＩＭ ＹＯＵＲＳＥＬＦ
Name: Sun-Kissed Rose
Nickname: Rose
Age: 2 years
Gender: Filly, never bred.
Breed: Gypsy Vanner cross.
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: Lead Mare obviously
Rank: Lone Mare

ＯＮ ＴＨＥ IＮＳＩＤＥ
Deposition: Rose isn't a very friendly mare and isn't against fighting unlike most fillies are and won't hold back if she does get into a fight. She had been kind at one point, but grew cold and rather rude after her family died.
History: She was born and raised for almost a month in a large breeding ranch, one of the largest in the West, but when it went bankrupt, the owners released all the horses they couldn't sell for one reason or another. Her and her mother were released together and an old stallion found them soon after. She was raised in the wild and grew to know as much as she could about where water and food was when there are shortages, her mother had to learn as well since they both were from a ranch and not the wild. When the sickness came, the stallion who found her and her mother after their release was one of the first horses to die from it. Rose's mother lasted until the humans came, but soon died as well, telling Rose to run with her last breath. With everyone back in the valley, Rose now keeps to herself, not wanting to be around anyone else.
Likes: Being left alone.
Dislikes: Bossy stallions and water.
Strengths: Her knowledge of the valley, but it's not as vast as Karma's.
Weaknesses: Young foals tend to melt her heart.

ＴＨＯＳＥ IＮ ＹＯＵＲ LＩＦＥ
Breeding Status: First heat, stage 1.
Stallion: None.
Offspring: A few.
Father: Scared Heart (ranch horse).
Mother: Painted Roses (dead).
Siblings: Way too many to name.

IＮ ＴＨＥ ＭＩＲＲＯＲ
Coat color: Palomino tobiano, her body is mostly white with patches of golden palomino here and there. Her mane and tail are both pure white with her leg feathering an off-white.
Eye color: Normal golden brown.
Scars/Birthmarks: She has a long scar on her shoulder from a previous fight, but it only makes her look all the more intimidating.
Height: Currently 14.3 hands, will grow to about 16.1 hands.
Other: Nope

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{Cursed Nightmare | Nightmare | 2 years | Stallion}

ＰＲＯＣＬＡＩＭ ＹＯＵＲＳＥＬＦ
Name: Cursed Nightmare
Nickname: Nightmare.
Age: 2 years
Gender: Stallion, he has bred before.
Breed: Percheron x Andalusian x Mustang cross.
Herd: His own.
Wanted Rank: Band Stallion
Rank: Bachelor

ＯＮ ＴＨＥ IＮＳＩＤＥ
Deposition: To sum him up in one would probably be ruthless, never stopping until he gets whatever it is he sets his mind to. Just like his blood-sire, Nightmare is big, dark, and dangerous on the outside and mostly on the inside, but like any stallion he has a soft spot for his foals and also the mares he protects in his herd. He may only be a 2-year-old, but he has bred a few young mares behind his step-sire's back and knows all about keeping a herd.
History: Not much has really happened to the young stud, besides escaping a human ranch as a 2-month-old with his mother and then fleeing for his life after the sickness came. His mother had been captured by humans after being covered by a wild stallion, she had been the product of a draft cross and was highly sought after, hence the capture. She gave birth to Nightmare and he was raised for two months in the human ranch that she was sold to after the round-up. Something happened and many horses in the ranch broke free, including his mother and himself. They were soon found by an aggressive stallion who was well known for his temper and harsh words, but he was also known for killing colts that weren't his own. Unlike the other mares the stallion captures, his mother was allowed to keep Nightmare due to his blood-red coat, his step-sire took great interest in his coat and it saved his life.

Nightmare grew under the rather cruel stallion, but instead of living in fear and misery of the stallion like the other foals in the herd, he thrived and learned. The stallion taught him how to snake mares and fight off bachelors with some rather dirty fighting moves, he had taken Nightmare under his wing and put a lot of pride in him. The stallion was claimed by the sickness when Nightmare had just turned 2 and died, giving the young stud free reign of his herd of mares who actually liked him more than the cruel lead stallion. Nightmare bred some of the mares that were in heat in the herd, wanting to get a few of them pregnant before he was ran off, but sadly all the mares he had covered were later killed by the same sickness that took the cruel stallion. When his own mother caught the sickness as well, the humans came and he ran for his life, his mother died just before the humans could take her again. He is now on his own and is very confident in his ability to claim some fillies.
Likes: Control and females.
Dislikes: Males and just about everything else.
Strengths: His size, brute strength, and just his presence intimidates.
Weaknesses: Seems to have none, but his lack of knowledge of the lands can be one.

ＴＨＯＳＥ IＮ ＹＯＵＲ LＩＦＥ
Breeding Status: Mature and open for females.
Offspring: None, all the mares he covered were killed by the plague.
Father: Blood sire - Satanic Curse (unknown); Step-sire - Clouded in Mystery (dead).
Mother: Desert Dreams (dead).
Siblings: Doesn't know of any, but there are some out there.

IＮ ＴＨＥ ＭＩＲＲＯＲ
Coat color: Blood-red bay with pure black mane and tail, a splitting image of his blood-sire.
Eye color: An eery redish gold.
Scars/Birthmarks: There are many scars that riddle this male's body, but he likes them all, it makes him look even more terrifying.
Height: Currently 16.2 hands, will grow to 17 hands thanks to his mother's draft blood.
Other: None

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[center][b][size=130][color=#BF0000]Ｃｕｒｓｅｄ Ｎｉｇｈｔｍａｒｅ[/color][/size][/b]
        [size=85][color=#808080]{Bᴀᴄʜᴇʟᴏʀ}[/color][/size]
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        [size=110][color=#808080]Nᶤᵍʰᵗᵐᵃʳᵉ[/color][/size] [color=#BF0000]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ[/color][/size] [color=#BF0000]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]# Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ :[/color][/size] [size=85][color=#808080]0[/color][/size] [color=#BF0000]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]# Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ :[/color][/size] [size=85][color=#808080]0[/color][/size] [color=#BF0000]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]Tᵃᵍˢ:[/color][/size] [size=85][color=#808080]No one[/color][/size]

        [color=#404040]The deep bay stallion snorts as he moves with confidence across the valley, his head and tail raised in a very clear display of his dominance and power. He may still be only 2-years-old, but he knows what it's like to breed mares and hold a herd even if his hold on the herd didn't last very long. Nightmare tosses his head and slows to a stop at the top of a hill to look around at what was going on below him in the bowl of the valley. It has only been a few days since the older horses' deaths and the departure of the humans, the smell of sickness and death still lingered around the valley in places, but it was fading with each rainfall.

Nightmare huffs another snort as he turns his attention back to the present, back to the sight before him in the valley, mature fillies were running free and he was determined to claim some for himself. The young stud kicks up his heels and heads down the hill at a fast trot, his eyes and ears alert for any signs of danger or other bachelors out to challenge him for any fillies he may catch. He lets out a loud squeal and bucks, speeding up to a quick canter as he reaches the bottom of the hill, showing off his strength and eerily beautiful blood-red bay coat to any fillies who may be watching him.[/color][/center]


        [center][b][size=130][color=#800080]Ｊｕｓｔ Ａｎｏｔｈｅｒ Ｃａｔａｓｔｒｏｐｈｅ[/color][/size][/b]
        [size=85][color=#808080]{Lᴏɴᴇ Fɪʟʟʏ}[/color][/size]
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        [size=110][color=#808080]Cᵃˢˢʸ[/color][/size] [color=#800080]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]7 Mᵒᶰᵗʰˢ[/color][/size] [color=#800080]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ :[/color][/size] [size=85][color=#808080]None[/color][/size] [color=#800080]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :[/color][/size] [size=85][color=#808080]No heat[/color][/size] [color=#800080]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]Tᵃᵍˢ:[/color][/size] [size=85][color=#808080]None[/color][/size]

        [color=#404040]Since she doesn't have a herd anymore, she could wonder around like the other fillies were doing, but she wasn't really one to wonder, so she just says in a single area and just grazes. Melody yawns a little and shakes out her flea-bitten grey pelt, dislodging bugs and a bird that had landed on her back. The mare looks around and then drops her head to graze, ripping up the sweet grass hungrily, not really caring wither or not a stallion or even a colt tried to snake her away, she actually hopes one does since she prefers to be in a herd instead of alone, but on the other hand she likes the peace and quiet that comes with being alone, it's a tough choice for her.

    After the death of her family, Melody was glad to not have anyone around, anyone that can be taken from her like they have. She sighs deeply and lifts her head to gaze around the valley, the sight of so many other foals and young horses sends a pang of sadness through her heart, she misses her mother and the other mares in the herd. Melody shakes out her short stiff mane and returns to her grazing, trying to get her thoughts off the sad memories that want to flood her mind, she must be strong now, her mother would want her to live, not waste away from misery. The young filly silently grazes under her shady tree, still deep in thought.[/color][/center]

        [center][b][size=130][color=#BF8000]Ｓｕｎ-Ｋｉｓｓｅｄ Ｒｏｓｅ[/color][/size][/b]
        [size=85][color=#808080]{Lᴏɴᴇ Fɪʟʟʏ}[/color][/size]
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        [size=110][color=#808080]Rᵒˢᵉ[/color][/size] [color=#BF8000]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ[/color][/size] [color=#BF8000]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ :[/color][/size] [color=#808080]None[/color] [color=#BF8000]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :[/color][/size] [color=#808080]Heat (2)[/color] [color=#BF8000]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]Tᵃᵍˢ:[/color][/size] [color=#808080]None[/color]

        [color=#404040]She grazes peacefully under a tree near the center of the vast valley that the many herds call home. Rose flicks her ear as a fly starts buzzing around near it, making her lift her head to gaze around a bit before returning to her eating. The filly looks around and then drops her head to graze once more, ripping up the sweet grass hungrily, not really paying attention to the drama that was unfolding between some bachelors across the valley. She rips up another mouthful before looking around once more in boredom, there wasn't much to do besides graze at the moment.

    The older filly snorts and decides to move from her spot to a better one a few hundred yards away. A tall tree provides some shade as she moves to the new spot which was a blessing since the sun was starting to get a bit too hot. Rose shakes out her pure white mane as she glances around before returning to her grazing, she doesn't want anyone to suddenly appear and try to snake her into a herd or something. The mare flicks her tail and grazes contently under the new tree, her ears twisting around to keep herself on alert for any signs of movement or hoof-beats approaching.[/color][/center]


        [center][b][size=130][color=#BF4040]Ｗｈａｔ Ｇｏｅｓ Ａｒｏｕｎｄ Ｃｏｍｅｓ Ａｒｏｕｎｄ[/color][/size][/b]
        [size=85][color=#808080]{Lᴏɴᴇ Fɪʟʟʏ}[/color][/size]
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        [size=110][color=#808080]Kᵃʳᵐᵃ[/color][/size] [color=#BF4040]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ[/color][/size] [color=#BF4040]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ :[/color][/size] [size=85][color=#808080]None[/color][/size] [color=#BF4040]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :[/color][/size] [size=85][color=#808080]Heat (2)[/color][/size] [color=#BF4040]⋮[/color] [size=110][color=#808080]Tᵃᵍˢ:[/color][/size] [size=85][color=#808080]None[/color][/size]

        [color=#404040]The filly trots across a hill, her pitch black mane and tail flowing out behind her as she goes, her head lifted high in a show of dominance and a bit of vanity since she knows just how beautiful she was with her deep coal black pelt that has not one speck of white on her, but she does have a few scars on her rump and shoulders which only makes her presence all the more scary. Karma snorts as her draft body storms down the hillside, she may not be at full growth, but she was still pretty large for a 2-year-old. The mare tosses her head as she gets close to a water hole that was surrounded by a few lone foals and other adolescents (random), the sight of the others makes her pin her ears flat against her head before driving the lesser horses from the water, her large size and hostile demeanor keeps the smaller horses from fighting back as does her slightly older age.

    Karma takes her time in drinking and splashing in the water, cooling her dark body in the lake before getting out and shaking off. She snorts at a foal who got too close, sending them running in the opposite direction so they don't get attacked by the bigger female who was clearly the boss. She shakes her wet mane out and then moves away from the water hole, not interested in hanging around the others. Karma speeds up to a trot and moves down the valley and towards another hill, not really aiming to go anywhere just yet.[/color][/center]

[dira.]

[reserved for a colt and two fillies c;]

Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ
Name: Causin' Chaos
Nickname: Chaos
Age: Two Years
Gender: Filly until she is bred
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: Lead Mare
Rank: Lone Mare

Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ
Deposition: Chaos likes to be left alone, she enjoys the quite and would prefer to stay alone her whole life. wip
History: wip
Likes: Being lead and foals
Dislikes: Not being in charge and studs with big ego
Strengths: Her overall dainty figure is one as it allows her to run at great speeds.
Weaknesses: The fact that she is so slim means that she lacks power.

Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: Heat Two
Foals: None
Father: Mr. Chaotic
Mother: Causin' Nightmares
Siblings: Many. Too many to count.

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Arabian
Coat color: Leopard Appaloosa
Eye color: Dark Brown
Scars/Birthmarks: None
Overall Description: A well shaped, dainty Arabian mare with a brow leopard appaloosa coat. Standing at around fifteen hands she has dark brown eyes and carries no scars on her neat pelt.
Other: answer

[color=#15317E ]Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ[/color]
Name: Causin' Chaos
Nickname: Chaos
Age: Two Years
Gender: Filly until she is bred
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: Lead Mare
Rank: Lone Mare

[color=#15317E ]Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ[/color]
Deposition: Chaos likes to be left alone, she enjoys the quite and would prefer to stay alone her whole life. wip
History: wip
Likes: Being lead and foals
Dislikes: Not being in charge and studs with big ego
Strengths: Her overall dainty figure is one as it allows her to run at great speeds.
Weaknesses: The fact that she is so slim means that she lacks power.

[color=#15317E ]Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ[/color]
Breeding Status: Heat Two
Foals: None
Father: Mr. Chaotic
Mother: Causin' Nightmares
Siblings: Many. Too many to count.

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Arabian
Coat color: Leopard Appaloosa
Eye color: Dark Brown
Scars/Birthmarks: None
Overall Description: A well shaped, dainty Arabian mare with a brow leopard appaloosa coat. Standing at around fifteen hands she has dark brown eyes and carries no scars on her neat pelt.
Other: answer

true illusions or riot

[.ace.]

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Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ
Name: Fading Lyrics
Nickname: Lyric
Age: 8 months
Gender: Filly
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: Determined to be lead mare, but is patient
Rank: Lone mare

Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ
Personality: At first glance, Lyric is a shy, dependent filly who hides behind others when things get rough. But in reality, things are entirely the opposite for this fiery mare. After losing her mother at a young age, Lyric has learned that she needs to be tough and stand up for herself. Though she loves to play and joke around, when things get serious the young mare gets down to business, and no one in this plague-racked world is going to hurt the ones she holds close.
History: Lyric screamed and ducked under the blow. “Mother, stop!” She cried, tears streaming down her cheeks. The big roan mare seemed to look straight through her daughter, her normally sweet brown eyes cold and void. Rain struck out again, this time aiming blindly at her little filly. Lyric yelped and attempted to avoid the attack, but wasn’t fast enough. Her mother’s strong teeth latched on to her hind leg and held on. A crazed look haunted the mare’s gaze. “You’re hurting me!” Lyric screeched and tore herself free. “What’s wrong with you?” The filly wheeled around to face Rain, confused and frightened by her mother’s actions. To Lyric, Rain looked like a savage beast. She was a relentless attacker, who wanted to hurt her, but she was still her mother. Somehow, underneath all of that, Rain was still there. She was just… asleep. As for now, the monster was awake, and angry! The mare reared up, gnashing her teeth ferociously, and then smashed her hooves back down. Lyric squealed and scrambled out of the way, but as she ran, her hooves slipped and she fell on her belly. Screaming and crying, Lyric sprawled out on the ground, utterly defeated. She was awaiting her mother’s final blow that would ultimately end her. But it didn’t come. She only heard the wheezing sound of the mare’s breathing. The filly finally mustered up enough courage to crack open her eyes that had been squeezed shut. Rain stood still, her head drooped and her sides heaving. Her eyes stared off into nothingness, confusion seemingly swirling in their brown depths, as if the mare suddenly didn’t know what was going on. Lyric’s ragged breaths slowed down as she lifted her head up. “Mother?” She whispered quietly, her voice small and timid. Rain turned her head to her daughter and for a moment, she looked like her old self. Tears filled the mare’s eyes as she met Lyric’s gaze. “I’m sorry.” SHe rasped, her voice trembling. Lyric was so happy that her mother was back. She bore her hooves into the soft grass and was about to hurl herself toward her mother when it happened. Rain’s eyes rolled back into her head and the warmblood toppled over onto her side, hitting the ground with a thump.Lyric’s eyes widened as she watched her mother’s still sides. “Mother?” She whimpered. “Mother!” Her voice rose higher as she flung herself forward at her mother lying on the ground. This time, tears of sorrow pooled in her eyes. “N-n-n-no!” She wept as she stood next to the still body. “M-m-m-m-mommy?” She choked out through her sobs and collapsed next to her. The little roan filly pressed her forehead to her mother’s side and cried. She bawled. At one point, she even screeched at the top of her lungs until her throat hurt so much that she had to stop. Finally. Lyric dropped her head down and touched her nose to Rain’s side. Her mother’s scent was still there, but no warmth came from her body. “You can’t leave me.” She murmured to herself because for the first time in forever, Lyric was completely and utterly alone.
Likes: Lyric is a fun, upbeat little horse who loves running, playing, and above all: swimming. As a young foal, her favorite memories were of splashing in the water with her mother. Along with these, she enjoys having a calm conversation and simply being around the ones she loves.
Dislikes: Though Lyric enjoys having fun, but she also has a serious side and is a natural leader to those with worry. As a self-taught mare, Lyric knows that she must not only stand up for herself, but also for those who can’t do it for themselves. This implies that she despises stuck up bossy horses who think that they can push others around.
Strengths: Lyric is a strong filly with a firm grip on her standings and beliefs. This fire makes her both a worthy opponent and a tough mare to argue with. She gets it from her mother...
Weaknesses:Though she hates to admit it, Lyric’s weakness is the horses she cares about. She puts up walls around herself at first, but the ones she lets in she holds so close that when she loses them, it hurts her much worse than she cares to let on.

Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: Too young right now
Foals: Too young
Father: Pyro
Mother: Raindrops on Roses
Siblings: None

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Tennessee Walker x Dutch Warmblood
Coat color: Light bay roan
Eye color: Warm brown
Scars/Birthmarks: Lyric has a small scar on her left hind leg from when her mother unintentionally attacked her while she was injected by the plague.
Height: 12.1 hands
Future height: 15.3 hands
Other: --

нero

Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ
Name: The Last Legend
Nickname: Hero
Age: 1 year, 6 months
Gender: Colt
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: Band Stallion
Rank: Bachelor

Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ
Personality: Hero is a determined, prepared young stallion who wants nothing more than to have his old home back. He used to be a cocky, headstrong idiot until his best friend Boulder, who was a few years older, died in front of him when the plague struck. Since the death of his friend, Hero has changed into a better horse, one with integrity and humbleness. Yet, some of that self-pride is buried underneath and sometimes, his charming personality falters.
History: Everything was great in Hero’s life. He had all of the young fillies prancing after him and his father, King, seemed content to let him and Boulder stay in his large herd for some time. Then, the plague struck. One by one, all of the older horses around him started dropping like flies. The really young foals in the herd became scared and ran, but Hero tried to be brave and stayed along with Boulder to see if they could help. He thought that Boulder would be safe. After all, he was only 3, but he was wrong. So terribly wrong. When his best friend’s heart finally gave out, Hero couldn’t take it anymore. So the young colt fled with the rest of the surviving horses.
Likes: Hero enjoys feeling appreciated, knowing that he’s important. Though he’s not much for playing games, he has a sharp tongue and can be quite the jokester once you get to know him. Above all this, his devilishly good looks aid in his already charming personality.
Dislikes: Hero hates attitude from others, threats to his friends, and mostly: he hates stupidity. This colt does not enjoy being asked dumb, useless questions that have no relevance to important matters
Strengths: Hero is a clever, cunning young stud with a lot of courage. But he also has a softer side that allows him to care for and want to protect others.
Weaknesses: Hero has a bad habit of holding onto the past. Grudges, memories. That’s why the plague has affected him so much. Boulder's death was a huge strike to his life.

Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: Too young
Foals: None
Father: Royal Folly
Mother: Taking Flight
Siblings: Untold Stories, A Loyal Knight, Remembering the Throne

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: American warmblood x Lipizzan
Coat color: Dark bay
Eye color: Hazel
Scars/Birthmarks: --
Height: 14.2
Future height: 16.3
Other: --

мyѕтιc

Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ
Name: Mystic Incantation
Nickname: Mystic
Age: Yearling
Gender: Filly
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: She would be content with just being a herd Mare
Rank: Lone Mare

Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ
Personality:Mystic is a shy, timid little horse with a quiet nature. Yet around her friends, she is surprisingly outgoing and fun to be around. She often throws up walls that are hard to break down, but whoever takes the time to, will find a loving friend.
History: Mystic was unprepared for the plague to come. So was her herd, and every other herd around her. She watched as everyone she loved slowly died. Her older sister, Firefly, her mother Lily, and finally, her father Trident. They all fell to the effects of the fatal disease. The little filly was told by Sunny, the mare who had acted as her second mother since she was born, told her to run as far as she could until she met up with other horses. Others like her.
Likes: Mystic likes peace and quiet. She is not a rambunctious, playful foal, but she still enjoys being around friends.
Dislikes: Mystic hates irritating, cocky horses who think that other horses owe them and they are the rulers. She also dislikes bossy mares who snap at everyone and anyone.
Strengths: Mystic is a calm filly who can keep her head in tough situations. another positive to her is that she is very thoughtful, though she doesn’t talk much.
Weaknesses: Mystic’s worst flaw id that she is so shy. She has brilliant, helpful ideas and a good heart, but her timidness often tames her down and holds her back from striving to her full potential.

Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: answer
Foals: Too young
Father: The Sea’s Wrath
Mother: A Lily’s Dance
Siblings: A Courageous Heart

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Andalusian x Morgan
Coat color: Sorrel overo
Eye color: One brown, one a light blue
Scars/Birthmarks: --
Height: 12.2 hands
Future height: 15 hands
Other: I got tired around half-way through Hero's form, sorry X\

I guess I'll go ahead and reserve my names: Grim Tales [Fable], The Rightful Heir [Prince], A Cursed Conscience [Curse], and Forever Remembered [Legacy].

[grapejuice]

Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ


Name: The Divine Infection
Nickname: Plague
Age: Two
Gender: Stallion
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: "One day, band stallion"
Rank: Bachelor

Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ
Deposition: Plague is best described as "the seven deadly sins rolled up into a devilishly charming/handsome stud." Which ironically, fits pretty well considering his parents, but that's besides the point. While he is a charming male with the capabilities to swoon a raging lion, he tends to have the temper of one as well. He's a smart young stud, but he's not the best at controlling his temper.
History: He's the product of two overly flirty horses having way too much fun together. He was a surprise, but his parents cared for him nonetheless. They weren't the best, and he grew up in a very strange herd with several other stallions and dozens of mares, so he's used to being surrounded by others. When his family was taken from him, it was pretty devastating. He's hoping now to find his own herd.
Likes: Flirting, mares
Dislikes: Other stallions
Strengths: Charming, witty
Weaknesses: His temper

Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: Stud
Foals: None
Father: Lucifer
Mother: Pandora
Siblings: Unknown

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Andalusian Cross
Coat color: Dapple Gray
Eye color: Brown
Scars/Birthmarks: Several scars on his chest from sparring
Overall Description: Lean build, muscular, currently 15.1 hh, will grow to be about 16.2
Other: --

Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ


Name: Nuclear Wasteland
Nickname: Chernobyl
Age: Less than two
Gender: Mare
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: "We'll see what I'm up against."
Rank: Loner

Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ
Deposition: Chernobyl is a fairly quiet mare, much like her mother before her. Just because she's quiet, though, doesn't mean she has nothing to say. In fact, she has quite a bit to say, she just tends to mutter is under her breath since she's mostly ignored anyways. She's very... opinionated. If she has something to say, she'll probably say it, whether you pay her any mind or not. It doesn't matter much to her. She's one to be very sarcastic and daunting when she wants to be heard, and she is a very stubborn girl who will stick by her every word. While she prefers watching from the sidelines, this little wallflorwer is a bomb waiting to go off. Tick tick tick...
History: Well like many of the foals here, Chernobyl just recently lost her family due to a great disease. While it's been hard to cope with, the little mare has been fending for herself pretty well.
Likes: Peace, quiet, keeping to herself
Dislikes: Outbursts, chatterboxes
Strengths: Observations, lithe build, agile
Weaknesses: Large groups

Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: Too young
Foals: None
Father: Thunder
Mother: Phantom of the Opera
Siblings: --

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Mustang Cross
Coat color: Grulla
Eye color: Brown
Scars/Birthmarks: None
Overall Description: Slender build, not very muscular, about 14.3 hh, will be about 15.2 hh
Other: --

Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ


Name: Atom Bomb
Nickname: Atom or Adam
Age: Two
Gender: Stallion
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: "Band stallion."
Rank: Bachelor

Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ
Deposition: Atom is surprisingly, a very kind and playful stallion. He's docile and loves to be around others. Family is very important to him, and he longs to one day have many mares and foals of his own. He's charming, but he always means every compliment he gives. He'd never lie to gain a mare or purposefully hurt one, that's not how he was raised. He tends to be a dorky/goofy stallion, making him slightly unappealing to those looking for a "tough guy" prince charming. On bad days, he tends to be very quiet and wants to ignore everyone. When he's in these moods, he tends to get very snappy and pushy, but quickly regrets treating others badly. He's the type that will say things he doesn't mean, and be sure to apologize soon after. This boy has a heart of gold.
History: Atom actually comes from one of the most unexpected pairings to have ever graced these lands. A certain mare named Apocalypse was his mother, and a handsome stud by the name of Tidal was his father. The two horses were very loving of their son, and he misses them dearly now that they're gone. One day he hopes to see them again, whether it be alive or dead. He never got the chance to say goodbye when they were taken from him.
Likes: Family, mares, foals
Dislikes: Rude horses
Strengths: Genuine, kind, caring, charming
Weaknesses: Is sometimes a pushover

Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: Stud
Foals: None
Father: Tidal Redemption
Mother: Live Fast, Die Beautiful
Siblings: Sebastian, Eevee

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Morgan x Arab x Paint
Coat color: Dark bay splash
Eye color: Ice blue
Scars/Birthmarks: None
Overall Description: Lean, slightly muscular build. Stands currently at 15.2 hh, will grow to be 16.3 hh
Other: --

Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ


Name: Creature from the Black Lagoon
Nickname: Creature
Age: Nearly two
Gender: Mare
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: "Hmph. Lead mare, of course!"
Rank: Loner

Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ
Deposition: Well, her nickname is Creature for a reason. Not because she's huge and has tangled vine-like mane, but because she's not the kindest horse ever. She's fairly mean, and cruel at that. Not only that but she's quite clever, and can pretty much talk you into whatever she wants. She doesn't take cr*p from anybody, and will always fight for what she wants or believes she deserves. Rank, respect, whatever. This lady isn't one to be messed with, that's a warning to all those "dominant" mares out there. As for stallion, well... maybe you could learn to love the beast. After all, she's a beauty, no?
History: There's not much to be said about this little doozy. Her family was a rather large one of drafts, all very strong and in perfect health. Of course, until the disease hit. Now she's on her own.
Likes: Respect, power, strength, smarts
Dislikes: Disrespect, "tough guy" stallions, prissy mares
Strengths: Wits, fighting skills, dominance
Weaknesses: Agility

Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: Not in heat
Foals: None
Father: Boogeyman
Mother: Morgana
Siblings: Unknown

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Friesian
Coat color: Black
Eye color: Brown
Scars/Birthmarks: White scar on underbelly
Overall Description: Semi-draft build, muscular, about 15.3 hh, will grow to about 16.1
Other: --

Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ


Name: The Citizen's Revolt
Nickname: Anarchy
Age: Two years
Gender: Filly, mare once bred
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: Lead
Rank: Loner

Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ
Deposition: Well what do you expect from a mare with the name Anarchy? Someone who's completely calm and docile, perhaps the sweetest and most loving thing you've ever met? That's cute and all, but it's completely and utterly incorrect. Anarchy is kind of a nut. And by kind of a nut, I mean she's helplessly mad. She has twitches and sudden outbursts; one minute she's calm and smiling and the next you're pinned beneath her, being screamed at repeatedly. When she's not after someone else, she's talking to herself and laughing. Oh that laugh, that maniacal laugh, sure to frighten anyone who dares come her way. You can tell just by looking at her something isn't quite right. She's constantly looking over her shoulder, paranoid that someone is watching her or listening to her talk. And due to that paranoia, she's constantly on the move. It's nearly impossible for her to stay in one spot for longer than a few hours. So she does a lot of exploring, and knows her way around pretty well. When her madness does subside, which is very rarely, she's a sweet and clever mare, who acts as a temptress just as her mother did. Most of the time, though, she's being as cruel and mad as her father.
History: Now you must be thinking there is reason behind this madness, yes? And with that assumption, you are correct. You see, Anarchy didn't exactly have a normal life of a normal herd. Her mother was a mare by the name of Tropical Riot, who was once a strong and beautiful temptress. Her father, a cruel dictator named Reaper, who broke Riot's spirit and diminished her to nothing. This pairing eventually created Anarchy, who ended up caught in the middle of all of their fighting and bickering. Everything was hell when she came along. Her mother committed suicide, well, by accident really. The voice's in Riot's head were too much, and she kept ramming herself into a tree until her inevitable end. That scarred poor Anarchy for life. And her father's personality only became darker, more bitter. She was left to deal with said personality, until a new stallion stepped in, and took his life before her very eyes. Twice, she had seen a parent murdered. And now, she was alone. Her older sister, Nami, was taken in by a mysterious black stallion. No one was there for Anarchy. The new herd wanted nothing to do with the product of pure evil. So she stayed on the outskirts, whimpering to herself until the plague hit.
Likes: Talking, laughing
Dislikes: The voices, other horses
Strengths: She knows her way around pretty well, and is very fast and muscular
Weaknesses: Her crippling insanity

Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: In heat
Foals: None
Father: Reaper's Samurai
Mother: Tropical Riot
Siblings: Nami- whereabouts unknown

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Mustang x Pintabian
Coat color: Chestnut/sorrel
Eye color: One blue, one brown
Scars/Birthmarks: She has many scars on her front legs and face, all from accidents
Overall Description: Anarchy is a lean mare with rippling muscles, she stands at a fair 14.2 hh, and will grow to about 15.1hh
Other: Anarchy has Multiple Personality Disorder from the events she'd experienced in early age. The events of death, torture, and abandonment mentally scarred her, triggering her to recreate those she'd lost in her mind. Anarchy is much like her mother, uncaring and snappy, very colt hearted. Revolt is like her father, cruel, mean, and abusive. The main personality behind this girl is referred to as Ana. Ana is typically sweet, but she tends to be very paranoid and overly-dramatic about anything. She tends to switch off between these personalities, the two main being Anarchy and Ana. To trigger Anarchy, one would have to be attacking her or trying to form a relationship of some sort with her. To trigger Revolt, one would need to be in a very vulnerable state in which she could attack them. Seeing as Ana is the real character here, she's usually always there, and is very sensitive to what the other personalities say, as she believes them over anyone else.

Reserving the names Virus, Toxic, Anarchy, and Sin City for later use.

[Blumenkranz]

Older
Name;;
Zelda's Lullaby
Nickname;;
Lullaby
Age;;
Yearling
Gender;;
Filly
Breed;;
Andalusian x Thoroughbred
Personality;;
Lullaby is a very friendly filly, she's sweet to everyone she meets and is never cruel to anyone, the only time she will lash out if she is threatened. She is a bit naive, but she is smarter than she looks. She does what she believes is best for her and those around her. She is very playful and is always willing to help others.
History;;
wip
Height;;
Will be 16 hands
Sire;;
Majora's Mask
Dam;;
Legend of Zelda
Offspring;;
None
Other;;
Storm is her brother

Name;;
Song of Storms
Nickname;;
Storm
Age;;
Two years old
Gender;;
Colt
Breed;;
Andalusian x Thoroughbred
Personality;;
Storm is a bold young stallion, he's brave and never backs down from a challenge. He knows his limits, and won't go charging into a fight he know he can't win or keep fighting when badly wounded. He's quiet, doesn't normally speak unless he is spoken to. He's usually nice and gives everyone respect, but will become aggressive if someone gets on his nerves or threatens him.
History;;
wip
Height;;
Will be 16.1 Hands
Sire;;
Majora's Mask
Dam;;
Legend of Zelda
Offspring;;
None
Other;;
His sister is Lullaby

Older
Name;;
Crimson Arrow
Nickname;;
Cordelia
Age;;
Yearling
Gender;;
Filly
Breed;;
Arabian
Personality;;
Cordelia is a smart filly, she is also a bit of a perfectionist, wanting everything to be done perfectly. Though she is young, she would make a good leader in the future. She is respectful, loyal, tough and won't go down so easily. However, she does get stressed easily, and when in a bad mood she tends to bring those around her down too, refusing to do things and snapping at those who attempt to talk to her.
History;;
wip
Height;;
Will be 15.2 Hands
Sire;;
Crimson Freedom
Dam;;
Magic Arrow
Offspring;;
None
Other;;
Nothing

[azhefa.]

Accepted of course Matty (:

[Dark Moon]

Names reserved: Amarillo, Cherokee, Clove, Remedy, North of the Artic, Lightening Stryker, Iridescence

Half Moon

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[color=#PICK-ONE]Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ[/color]
Name: Half-Moon
Nickname: Moon
Age: 1 year and 9 monthes
Gender: Female
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: None
Rank: Loner

[color=#PICK-ONE]Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ[/color]
Deposition: Moon is a timid little mare. Rarely one to speak up, the little chocolate mare is extremely shy but is also a sweet, adorable little mare. Moon gets scared often and can be hard to calm down, but she's overall one of the sweetest mares in the valley.
History: Just as Moon was about to become a yearling, a rival stallion happened to come upon her herd. Unable to resist, he attacked, hoping for mares. The frightened Moon paniced and accidentally got to close to the stallion and rather than lose his whole herd, her father, Warrior let the stallion take her.
Likes: Being safe, rain, being with friends.
Dislikes: Heat, winter, being scared.
Strengths: Moon is a sweet little mare, she easily makes friends.
Weaknesses: Her fear. Moon gets frightened at the smallest sound.

[color=#PICK-ONE]Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ[/color]
Breeding Status: In heat
Foals: None
Father: Warrior
Mother: Summer
Siblings: Several

[color=#PICK-ONE]Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ[/color]
Breed: Mustang x arabian
Coat color: Dark brown
Eye color: Hazel
Scars/Birthmarks: None
Overall Description: Half-Moon is a sweet little chocolate mare with hazel eyes.
Other: Nope

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Chamomile

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[color=#PICK-ONE]Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ[/color]
Name: Sweet Chamomile
Nickname: Chamomile
Age: 2 years
Gender: Filly
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: Lead mare
Rank: Lone mare

[color=#PICK-ONE]Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ[/color]
Deposition: Chamomile has a name completely opposite of her personality. Despite what you'd might think upon meeting her, Chamomile is actually a determined, dominant mare. Chamomile goes for what she wants even if she has to get hurt to get it. The mare is clever and intelligent. She's learned where a few good rivers and meadows are from carefully observing the lead mare in her herd for the past year. Though Cham is still a little unsure that she will know exactly where everything is, if she has the chance to become lead mare.
History: From Cham's first year of life, she already was showing signs of dominance. She was the one always suggesting games to play with the other colts and fillies and by the time she was a yearling, Chamomile started to observe the herd's lead mare, her ambitious nature showing when she stayed beside the lead mare whenever the herd was moving. It was obvious to most everyone. Though she was young, Chamomile dreamed of becoming lead mare. She still does.
Likes: Running, other horses, most types of weather.
Dislikes: Predators, humans, lightening/thunder storms
Strengths: Determination and speed.
Weaknesses: Not very confident in her abilites, Inexperianced

[color=#PICK-ONE]Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ[/color]
Breeding Status: In hear
Foals: None
Father: Black Jack/color]
Mother: [color=#808080]Cherokee Mountains
Siblings: None

[color=#PICK-ONE]Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ[/color]
Breed: Quarter horse x mustang
Coat color: Red and white
Eye color: Hazel
Scars/Birthmarks: None
Overall Description: Chamomile is a sturdy pinto with hazel eyes.
Other: answer

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Armor

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[color=#PICK-ONE]Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ[/color]
Name: Indistructible Armor
Nickname: Armor
Age: 2 years
Gender: Male
Herd: Nope
Wanted Rank: Herd stallion
Rank: Bachelor

[color=#PICK-ONE]Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ[/color]
Deposition: Armor is a quiet, intelligent stallion. He's kind to mares and currently the other bachelors, but when he gains his own mares, then his hostility towards them will flare up.
History: Armor spent his life pretty much playing. He was with his herd for a year before it was taken over by a rival stallion who kicked Armor out. Armor soon found himself part of a bachelor band.
Likes: Mares, Playing, Grazing
Dislikes: Other stallions(Sometimes), predators
Strengths: Hardy,strong
Weaknesses: Inexperiance, over confident, underestimates others/color]

[color=#PICK-ONE]Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: answer
Foals: None
Father: Kingdom Flights
Mother: Queen's Palace
Siblings: Several older siblings

[color=#PICK-ONE]Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ[/color]
Breed: Mustang
Coat color: White
Eye color: Hazel
Scars/Birthmarks: A couple scars from being kicked out from his herd.
Overall Description: Armor is a tall, snow white stallion with several pale scars on his hindquarters.
Other: answer

[azhefa.]

Lol all names posted have been reserved!

@Dark Moon - You know you can just click 'select all' on the coded form and just copy/paste it right? And the nickname "Lullaby" is already taken.

[SilverBell90]

Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ

Name: Vanilla Twilight
Nickname: Vanilla
Age: 2 years
Gender: Mare
Herd: None yet
Wanted Rank: Lead Mare
Rank: Lone Mare

Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ
Deposition: She is a kind, gentle horse. She respects other horses that aren't mean or rude to her. If they are, she can be a pretty cold hearted mare to be around.
History: Vanilla grew up on a wild horse ranch with her mother. When a nasty storm came in when she was a yearling, they both managed to escape. She grew up wild and was taken in by a herd. But it didn't last too long as it was separated by a group of bachelors. Now she is on her own, looking for a new herd to join.
Likes:
* Playing in the water
* Other horses near her
* Sweet things like apples
Dislikes:
* Being alone
* Rain/ bad weather
* Mean or rude horses
Strengths:
* She's very strong muscle wise
* Good at swimming
* rearing damage
Weaknesses:
* Fast attacks
* Running at a fast speed
* Her foals(in the future) and others. She'll do anything to keep them safe.

Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: Heat Stage: 3
Foals: None
Father: Unknown
Mother: Unknown
Siblings: None

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Gypsy Vanner
Coat color: Black/White Spotted w/ Blanket Gypsy Stallion
Eye color: Light brown Brown
Scars/Birthmarks: A few small scars from the storm, but they are barely noticeable under her glossy coat.
Overall Description: There isn't much more to describe about her that hasn't already been said. She had a few scars here and there from the storm. Her coat is very soft and glossy. Her tail is also soft but a bit tangled. Her height is 15.2hh.
Other: none

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Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ

Name: King of Thorns
Nickname: King
Age: 2 years
Gender: Stallion
Herd: None
Wanted Rank: Herd Leader
Rank: Bachelor

Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ
Deposition: He is an alert horse and is ambitious to become a leader. He tends to be rude and demanding to mares and acts violently towards other stallions. He tends to treat foals or yearlings the same as he was treated when he was younger. But someday he'll learn that kindness can get him far in life.
History: King grew up in a rough family. His father, the herd leader, attacked him constantly. It served as a reminder that he wasn't staying. As soon as he was old enough to fend for himself, he was kicked out.
Likes:
* A good fight, one that draws blood
* Being feared and respected
* In secret, he enjoys lying down in the grass and soaking up the sun.
Dislikes:
* Horses who think they are stronger than him
* Weaklings in the herd like foals.
* Being beat or feeling threatened by another horse
Strengths:
* He had pretty strong neck muscles so attacks with the jaws can give him a deadly grip on the enemy.
* His thin but muscular legs allow for a quick escape if absolutely necessary.
Weaknesses:
* Not as good at damaging an opponent with rearing or kicking.
* Deep inside, his mares and foals are his weakness. But that's for anther time.

Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: Heat Stage: 3
Foals: None
Father: Unknown
Mother: Unknown
Siblings: None

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Mustang
Coat color: Dark rose grey
Eye color: Brown
Scars/Birthmarks: A small scar on the nose from a battle
Overall Description: His hair is a bit bristly from mud and dirt and his coat is battle-scarred, but his young, beautiful self still exists. He just needs a good bath.
Other: Nope

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Ｐｒｏｃｌａｉｍ Ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ

Name: Picasso with a Pencil
Nickname: Picasso
Age: 2 years
Gender: Stallion
Herd: None yet
Wanted Rank: Band leader
Rank: Bachelor

Ｏｎ ｔｈｅ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ
Deposition: He's a kind horse but tends not to show that side to others. He tends not to trust anyone unless he's desperate or looking for a mate. He tends not to be mean, but can be a bit touchy
History: answer
Likes:
* Playful fighting with other horses(Maybe Bachelors like him)
* Rolling around in dusty spots
* Competitive races
Dislikes:
* Unkind horses
* Feeling hopeless and alone
Strengths:
* Knows the best ways of taking down a horse.
* Can run quickly for a short time.
Weaknesses:
* A small spot under his neck and near the collar bone. A patch, sore, soft, and weak tissue that hurts terribly if bitten.
* He's a bad swimmer, escapes in the water are 100% effective against him.
* He's not very strong muscle wise.

Ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ Ｙｏｕｒ Ｌｉｆｅ
Breeding Status: Open for mares
Foals: None
Father: Unknown
Mother: Unknown
Siblings: None

Ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Mustang
Coat color: Blood bay tobiano+ Medicine hat
Eye color: Light blue
Scars/Birthmarks: None
Overall Description: Picasso has beautiful glittering blue eyes that almost seem to have flecks of silver in them. He stands 15.3hh
Other: Nope

Almost done.

A few names I might use later... :I
. Captain Jack
. Shock Doctor