T H E . U N T O L D . S T O R Y|wILD hORSE|nEEDS sTALLIONS

[Msshardy]

((>.< Oh, lord. *Sigh*))

Beau

Beau blinked at his reflection in the clear pool of water. He lowered his whiskery muzzle to the surface, watching the rippels of water. He lifted his head and his tongue lashed out, catching the last drops of water off his grulla muzzle. He turned, stepping over the high reeds growing around the waterfall. The roaring of the fast-moving water was barely a hum in the back of his mind. He was focusing on other things, and simple nature was not important at the moment. It had been two months since his mares had been stolen, and his loneliness was becoming unbearable. His short meet-ups with bachelors to roam for mares came up empty handed, and his constant searching was bounty-less. He longed for his two faithful, sturdy mares again. He longed for the laughter of playing foals filling his ears. His two mares had never lost any foals in the womb and had always given birth within two weeks of eachother, so the foals always had playmates. The only foal that had ever been lost had been a twin, so the two remaining foals still laughed and played and lightened Beau's mood. But they were gone now.
Beau shook his mane, clearing his head of the unwanted thoughts. That was over now, life was anew. As he stepped from the shade-making trees into the sunlight of a prairie. The ironicness of the situation was almost laughable. But no smile touched Beau's grey-ish lips. Instead, he continued on across the prairie.

((And watcha mean I can have both?))

[doncaster.]

((No, no I was talking to Crescendo))

[mindless.]

Now she was mad. Not good enough? How much she wanted to march up to the horse and kick him to the ground. Something kept her from it. She could handle any rampage thrown at her. Sweet mushy personas she found weak. The fiery mare snorted and glided past him, giving Celtic a passing glance as she headed for the trees, sun warming her and gleaming off her fire pelt. Tail flicking as she held it in pride like her head the unknown mare lit the grasses with smoith legstrokes. Her leg was always sore as ithad acted up from her long run. That cursed man could rot in the underworld. Her eyes scanned over a mustang stallion near running water.


(Oh I know. But she is also a bit difficult so we are stuck xD)

[evixtus]

{ *Evil Grin* Hmmm.... >:3 Now I want to send Whisper to Celtic, and see how it plays along. Don't feel left out Hardy, I have December open. ^ ^ BTW, ignore my evil laugh right now.

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA !!! }

[mindless.]

Her hooves skidded and kicked up dust as she stopped in a nice patch. Sure the mare hsd the confidence to apprach another. But she did not know how to go about it. Why was she even cconsidering all of this? Soul was mad at herself now. Beating herself up was out of the question. So as for what to do? Hm. Soul watched Celtic as she grazed. Since she had made no contat she was not possessive over him. But any prissy little mares that are afraid of their own shadows would not helo her day.Ugh. Fine. Only because she would not allow him to go to some soft idiot. Slowly Soul gave a fearless staure as she moved to nonchalantly graze nearee to Celtic. Her eyes showed no plan to bolt. Only the fearless emotion she allowed to be seen.

[doncaster.]

(IPod!!)

Celtic's emotionless eyes watched as the mare put on a little show, he swerved his ears at her and took a few steps back, he didn't want to be a monster, but he knew if he got involved he would get possessive and could harm the mare. He bent his broad neck to graze, flicking his dark tail.

(He's a bit of a weirdo, but I think it's kind of cute how he only stays away because he thinks of himself as a monster)

[mindless.]

(Oh Soul knows she is a beast xD)

Lifting her dark sepia gaze she raised a brow at Celtic. This stallion was just crazy. Tha was all. Not that she was not crazier. "I'm not afraid of a horse." Soul snorted, turning her burning ember eyes back to the grass. Giving her fiery red tail a few flicks she looked at gim once more before gkancing around elsewhere. Maybe there wre others. Stallions were not needed.

[canter]

Autumn Equinox

Noxa awoke with a jolt, her legs were stiff and the pain in her left hip made her snort in anger. She then turned around and watched Valiant gallop away in a white mare's pursuit. She felt a pang of sadness hit her, longing for the brindled stallion, but then anger took her over and she clenched her teeth as she slowly rose to her hooves, wincing as she made her way across the shallow part of the stream. She seethed in anger, at herself. Why had she been foolish enough to fall for that stallion's charm. She snorted in disgust at herself, and looked over at her useless leg. Fiercely, she started to trot, forwards, almost squealing in pain every step she took away from where she and the brindled stallion had been laying down. She stopped abruptly and looked back at the grass where he had taken care of her wounds. She shook the image out of her mind and trotted on. Valiant was a handsome enough stallion, he could obtain other mares without a problem. She limped on for about half an hour before finally finding a small cave, far away from the stream. She had walked through it at some point, so the stallion could not follow her. She hastily put her head down and fell into a restless sleep.

[Quitting1015]

(Was reAding a few pages back-No!Nothing should happen to Fax's band!Dameer will be having her foal thirsday night,and if something happens,she cant handle it!lol)

[japhxn]

.~|_Cassie_|~.

Ignore the woman
Name: Cassie
Nickname: Cass
Age: 3 years and 8 months
Breed: Polish Arab
Height: 15.1hh
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Personality: First of all, Cassie is quite stubborn to stallions at first. She won't just join a herd without a care in the world, she likes to make sure that the stallion will actually be ale to protect her, and to see if he really cares about mares, or just wants foals. Cassie also hates other mares, no idea why, she just does. This usually causes some problems with being in a herd. When she's content, she's as sweet as honey.

History: Cassie was born on a Thursday. Her mother was named Secret and her father Moon. Secret was grey {white} and Moon was black. Secret taught Cassie new things each day, like how to rear up, how to dig under the snow in winter for the grass, and many other things. She just grew up to not like mares, as some other fillies in her herd really annoyed her, showing off all the time. Cassie left at three years, so eight months ago. She has since been in one pride, but she left after the stallion obviously didn't care and just wanted her for foals. That's why she now tests them.
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Parents: Secret-Mother Moon-Father
Siblings: None
Herd: First her father's, then a stallion named Steele.
Foals: None
Other: