(BAYOU KELPIES) Spirits of the fog -Species rp-

[Potato.]

Bear

With: Ravenna
Crush: No one
Mood: Tad Insignificant/Shy
Location: Pond

The stallion glanced around at his surroundings before resting his gaze on Ravenna. ''Nice to meet you too. Uhm, sure.. Company would be alright I suppose'' Bear replied in a more shy tone than before. He lifted his gaze off of the mare and stared at the ground sighing quietly; he knew he wouldn't be able to put up much of an interesting conversation.''Sooo.. '' he said awkwardly; attemping-and failing at trying to start a conversation, he was no good at this and he knew it well.

[Neira]

Masked Prince of Blood

He gave a cracked neigh and raised his head straight up so his neck was toward the stallion.
In a almost straight line was a very small and almost invisible scar going down form the beguinning pg his throat and almost to his chest. He lowered his head and looked at the stallion to see if he understood.

Written Poetry

She looked at Vanity and then at Dexter.
"She hit a tree and lost her memory for a moment, now shes all joyful and wants to talk to you" she said to Dexter and looked confused at Vanity.

(Oh, sorry Astraya if I just pushed you off!)

[ImmyWimmy1]

((Anywhere I can jump in at all? Aladár is currently eating some grass a short distance away from the main herd, among some trees. Remus and Featherheart are having yet another conversation about how a mare turned Remus down, by the pond.))

[Neira]

(Remus and Featherheart could come over WolfieLouis' stallion that I forgot the name of, amd my stallion that can't talk)

[ImmyWimmy1]

((Cool. Thanks Neira!!!))

The palomino roan stallion and his strawberry roan companion walked forwards, with Remus continuing his one-sided conversation. "I just can't believe she'd insult my well managed mane like that. I'm practiacally the only male with any sense of charisma." He shook his head to show off his mane to the mare.
Featherheart snorted as several strands of mane fluttered into her face. "Remus!" she whinnied in fury. "What the-" She collided into something. Taking a few steps back, she noticed that it was the rump of a blood blay blanket appaloosa stallion. "Oh goodness," she whinnied, this time in embarrassment. "I'm terribly sorry!"
Remus stopped walking and spent a moment taking the scene in. Well, this isn't awkward, he thought to himself, sarcastically.

[Neira]

Masked Prince of Blood

He all suddent bumped a step forward when something hit his rump and he turned his masked face toward the kelpie and his white, curly hair away from his face as he looked at her confused.
When she apologyzed, he gave her a warm smile and nodded.

[Wolfie♥Louis]

Fenrir neighed, his eyes understanding, rolling his eyes slightly at the sight of the scar that ran down Prince's neck. He snorted when the new kelpie showed up, he pranced on his feet backwards, nervous of new contact. "Hello" he said, his eyes friendly "My name's Fenrir" he said.

[ImmyWimmy1]

Name: Featherheart/Gender: Female/Crush: None/Current mood: Embarrassed/Company: Remus, Masked Prince of Blood and Fenrir/Location: Pond

Featherheart smiled back shyly. She decided to introduce herself. Afterall, it the polite thing to do. "My name is Featherheart," the mare nickered softly. "The stallion behind me is Remus-"

Name: Remus/Gender: Stallion/Crush: None/Current mood: Feeling a tiny bit left out/Company: Featherheart, Masked Prince of Blood and Fenrir/Location: Pond

"The one and only!" the stallion whinnied, shaking his golden mane with pride.
Featherheart sniggered. "I'd ignore him," she whispered to the stallion. "I always do." She winked, and burst into a round of histeric giggling.
Remus looked over at them, aware that they were talking about him. He shook his head and walked forwards, feeling a bit pushed out. "And who might you be, sir?" he asked with respect in his tone, grinding to a halt.

[Neira]

Masked Prince of Blood

He realized the stallio was asking about his name and he gave a quiet sigh, letting out a bit cracked neight and blinked his eyes.
If he only could say it! He blew away his white curly hair again and looked at the stallion behind him that understood.

[~*Waffletastic!*~]

Dexter
Mood: Extremely confused
With: Poetry and Vanity
Location: Back home at the herd
Crush:He's pretty sure he's falling for Poetry

Dexter gave a sigh and looked at the two with disbelief,
He had only wanted a nice day with his beloved,
but now she thought he was cheating on him and his friend had amnesia.

"Okay, Uh, Vanity, Maybe you should lay down, or get taken to a healer,"
He said,
"Something's wrong here."
He said, beginning to try to lead Vanity back towards the herd.

He looked to Poetry, gesturing for her to follow,
he didn't want to deal with her alone.

(( i know xD Vanity just looks like a loon at this point, haha))