Cinder + Okami
[females - calm - loners - heat stage 3]
[tags/mentions: Open]
The pair relaxed at the edge of a forest. The blue roan mother was grazing, one eye on her colt as he nursed. Okami was a yearling but he still nursed occasionally. He was nursing less and less and relying mostly on grass. Occasionally Cinder would lift her head, studying her surroundings for danger. Seeing none, she'd lower her head and graze.
Ohanzee
[mare - feeling okay - no herd - heat stage 2]
[tags/mentions: Riff]
All was peaceful until the stallion appeared. Bucking and running like a playful young foal until he stopped, shrieking his presence to all nearby. Ohanzee's ears flicked back in annoyance, a huff escaping her throat. Lifting her dark head from the grass she'd been enjoying, the mare studied him for a moment, before calling out, "Don't you know how to be quiet!?"
Mozart
[mare - curious - lone mare - heat stage 2]
[tagged: open]
The buckskin mare cantered across the plains, her gaze hungrily devouring everything she saw. It had been a while since she'd last seen humans and escaped and Mozart loved the freedom. Sure it was hard without her humans and she missed them, but this feeling of freedom was absolutely wonderful. The only thing that dampened her mood was the loneliness and the lack of treats. Mozart had never gone so long without some kind of social interaction or her favorite peppermint candies that her human used to feed her. The loneliness was beginning to stress her out. Hopefully she'd be able to find herself some company soon.
Merlot
[Bachelor - calm - 0 mares/coverings]
tags/mentions: Morning Glory + Texas Rose]
Merlot was alone. He'd been alone few times during his life, the first being when he'd left his natal band to carve out his own life. He'd missed them at first, especially his half-sister, Ohanzee. And then he'd been alone when he'd lost his band a few days earlier to an older stallion. For a moment he considered trying to visit Ohanzee, but she could be anywhere and her stallion certainly wouldn't welcome him anywhere near his mares. Which left Merlot to find himself a new band. Not that hard right? A nicker proved him right and Merlot spotted the grulla and her foal instantly. His gaze zeroed in on the foal but he was close enough to tell it was a filly. Good. That meant wooing the mother would be easier since he didn't have to worry about the foal. Merlot nickered, alerting the mare of his presence as he cantered closer.
(Waiting for Brindle to post before I tag Mozart with Remington.)