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.:{Silent Secrets}:.
Mare || Pregnant || Ravuo, Midnight, Diablo, Dawn || Cal's Herd
{Looks}
Silents head was low to the ground and she coughed, a raging fiery pain was running throughout her body. The stallion was in for it, if Cal didn't hear her call for help then she'd just do something about it herself, even if it killed her. The mare reared again, throwing her huge barrel over her hind legs and kicked her front legs out front, letting out a long a angry whinny. The mare landed hard but not landing on the stallion, this time she landed on the ground in front of her and bit the stallion again but this time lower on his neck. She held on, trying to keep the stallion from throwing her off. As she locked her jaw in place she closed her eyes tightly but opened them quickly again as she heard the sound of a whinny she was literally dieing to hear. Silent unclenched her jaw and backed away from the stallion quickly and turned to face where the whinny had came from, forgetting that her flank was now facing the large stallion. She let out a loud and long whinny to the stallion, hoping that he'd hear and find her quickly.
.:{Midnight Fever}:.
Mare || In Heat || Loner
{Looks}
Midnight kept her head low to the ground as she slowly walked. Ravuo must'v forgotten about her now and given up on finding her; this made her feel happy yet sad. Maybe he was really trying to find her and lost hope or maybe he only looked for a day or two before realizing how happy he was without her. Midnight sighed, she would never know the answer, he was long gone and she hadn't passed his scent for quite some time now, though she was beginning to smell a familiar scent. She hadn't recognized who the scent was from but did know that she knew whoever the horse was. The mare shrugged, it was best to leave whoever it was alone, not wanting to get into any drama or cause anything. She continued to walk forward, towards a large meadow, unaware that her younger half-sister was a small distance away from her.

Calcifer(Cal) wrote:Calcifer|Stallion|Silent|Ghost, Adara|Dawn
Dawn Devotional wrote:Dawn|Filly|Cal's Herd
iShame wrote:
TitusThe buckskin stallion smiled contently with his herd; though could feel the first day of autumn coming into the air. It was growing colder, and soon his small herd would need to move towards the valley. He still had not heard back, or seen Temperance since she had left in Spring to have her foal. He pulled his ears back at first; Had she run off, not feeling like she was part of the herd anymore? He hadn't noticed that she was upset, if she was. A soft sigh escaped his muzzle, glancing out for his lead mare, Temperance, before turning back to look at September, Zax and Cisco.
KeresThe live chestnut mare moved at a solid pace; her hooves thudding against the ground in sync to her swinging frame. Her scent was gone; this year that was no foal to bare or take care of; and she was glad. The filly had been taken by some brute that she didn't care for, nor the filly itself, and Niah was off running his own herd hopefully. The liver chestnut mare was lone; no herd, no mares around, and no stallion to tell her what she could and couldn't do. By now she could feel the autumn breeze pushing through' and had already begun for the valley; wanting to get their early before all of the stallions.
NiahThe black stallion was nearing 4 years old; as Winter was closing in; and his appearance showed nothing but his heritage. He had taken the best from his parents. He held the tall lithe, and easy to move frame that his mother had; but held a good set of muscles as well, like his father. Though, his weakness, was not easy to see. It was inward. While he held the mare-crazed side of his father, he also held a spot for certain mares, that held a slightly rough attitude. He couldn't help that part of himself. It was why he couldn't let Sable leave. He wanted her.
AdiraThe more feisty of the sisters stared at Silent as if she were stupid. Why should she care about them when she had her own life to worry for, and one to come; as it was rather obvious to see her rounded sides. All Adira could see from the mare was an un-canny heroic side, that wouldn't match the large brutes force. She snorted between the two; and took a glance at where Adiba had moved off to; glad she was away from here, before she turned for the cave. She could care less by this point; as long at Adiba was not here..
Adila{I'm thinking about having her have a stillborn, and die off durring birth in the forest..maybe..maybe not..i'll decide eventually..}The middle sister stared at the ground contemplative. She was unsure what to make of her older and younger sister, and this new mare that seemed to care so much for two mares that the large brute that he had taken in. He only really forced Adira to join. Adila herself really didn't care much; as long as she had someone to keep her company, and a little bit of protection. A small sigh escaped the five year old's muzzle as she turned to lay under a shaded tree, her legs folding beneath her. She wasn't truly very comfortable, laying down; though she needed the few minutes off of her legs to lay back and relax. Thoughts ran through the blue roan mares mind, though nothing was truly though on at the moment.
AdibaThe young mare, the same age as her sisters really, stood on her own, a deep shiver breaking through her skin. She had left her sisters and the brute not long ago; and valued having others around, though now, she had no one. And she was a little scared. What if she met another brute exactly like the large brute, and Adira was no where near to keep her safe this time... She would be stuck for real.. A sweet whinny escaped the mares muzzle; calling out carefully, and hopefully.
Armarula{Armor}The yearling filly stood near Lore; not truly comfortable around any of the mares and foals in the herd; nor the stallion, Legend, that had brought her here. Often she was tempted to just walk away; and it made her wonder if any of them would even care if she left. Her mind always brought up a solid no, that not even her 'adoptive mother' Alaska would care; and it would never cross her 'nice' mind. All she cared about was her daughter that left, and her new colts, and hating the new mare. Armor was nothing anymore; and the chestnut dappled filly was aware. So what was she waiting for? Why didn't she just leave? She had no clue, and simply stood where she was still, a deep frown laced on her muzzle, and her small ears pulled back.
RavuoThe champagne brute had all but given up on finding Midnight, and had settled himself at the base of a cliff; not the one where Midnight had disappeared from that night; but close to it. He couldn't bring himself to return to that spot at the moment. Most likely never. His stupidity had made her leave. He hadn't kept a close enough watch; so some stallion had come along and taken her away... It was all his fault. Maybe she had walked away simply; but why would she do that? He wasn't sure; and it killed him to not know why or how she had left. He wanted to know, but it didn't seem like he would.
Lucitta Lorette LoreThe black brindle mare could feel the dislike rolling off of the lead mare; and it no longer seemed like Lore wanted to stay; as she slowly distanced herself further and further away from the pair. She disliked Alaska for his she liked her; for no real reason. It only angered the usually calm and friendly mare; and she did not want to be near the lead mare if she did not need to be. The only thing that kept her around, was the foal that was growing inside. And even then it was still rather tempting to go ahead and leave now, without telling them... It seemed like the little filly didn't like it here either.. The black brindled mare stamped her front hoof in displeasure; making sure that it echoed around the small ; mainly foal, herd.





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