Wild Horse Rp(Accepting.)

[jetlag]

{{Where can I jump in?}}

[Chicory]

((Lol, poor Crimson, lotta stress!))

Thunder swished his tail and looked at Flicka and tilted his head. He watched her for a while and then switched his gaze on Maya and her foal, Lotus. He looked at Falcon and saw a wonderful stallion in him when he grew up. Thunder continued to look at Flicka, lost in his thoughts.

Rain pushed Indra into the clearing in the little forest, mad but releived. She gave her a pep talk and then started grazing, one eye on her troublesome filly.

Indra hung her head and lyed down to take a small nap.

[Delilah Nightingale]

Flicka looked at Thunder and flicked her ears towards him. She tossed her mane and centered towards him nudging Falcon along the way.
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Falcon snorted irritated when the filly didn't respond.

[Miss Understood]

Jupiter felt acnious and kept shrinking back at every sound.

[jetlag]

.:Salsa:.

A stunning palomino mare trotted along in a meadow. It seemed scenic, angelic, beautiful. She held her head high, banner flowing out behind her. With a loud, high pitched whinny she called, waiting for a reply that would hopefully come. Salsa hated to be alone, and simply just wanted a companion.

.:Rocio:.

With a snort, a dark chestnut mare stood under a willow tree, taking a well deserved nap. She'd been up since sunrise, trekking about in search of a good source of food and water. Finally just an hour or so ago she had come across the stream, nothing less than a half a mile down from her tree. Her tail flicked lazily, and her eyes fluttered shut. Rocio was deeply asleep.

.:Torrent:.

A young, flecked blue roan stud cantered wildly over a ridge, not far from where Rocio was. Although, he did not seem to notice her. His muscles rippled under his shining pelt. With a snort, the stallion eventually came to a halt at the peak of the hill, and scanned his vision about for any possible threats.

[Flicka]

occ:Anywhere.

Comet huffed and turned snappily away. ''If your going to sit there and let him take you then go right ahead to him.''

[Miss Understood]

"At least he's being gentle to his mare." Jupiter mumbled and watched Steele.

Soul watched the blue roan and whinnied to him as she arched her neck.

[Flicka]

Comet snarled his auds pointed back [b]''What was that?! Did you forget what he did to you? what he did to your mother. The sh*t you blame me for.''

Gypsy lifted her head her pools wide fearing the stallion, as she bolted pinning herself against a tree.

The wet Quarab looked rather dis-dained at her fading heat cycle, the fun would end and so too would the boys attention. She blue on her wet ebony forelock, flicking her ebony tail gently as her amber peered watching the water splash the grass and spread.

Raib whickered rather distressed about being left out in the cold wet rain alone, her painted hide washed and matted with coffee mane and tail sticking to her frame

[jetlag]

.:Torrent:.

The blue roan didn't seem to spot any threats, yet his eyes lay on a mare. He nickered back to her, curious. With a flick of his tail, the flecked stallion carried himself royally over to her. He stood a good distance away, not seeming too interested, just wanting a closer look. "Who're you?" he demanded rather blandly.

[Flicka]

occ:Which mare?