U N B R I D L E D l l Remaking

[.skyfall.]

Hawkeye

Hooves beat the ground in a rhythmic beat. His ears were flattened, his mouth open to gain more air, and his nostrils flaring furiously. The brindled stallion sped across the plain, his heart racing with the thrill. Eventually, Hawkeye made his way into the woods. It all came back.

While he was galloping, he saw it flash before his eyes. The storm. The falling tree. The burns. He quickly pulled himself back, the whites in his eyes indicating something was wrong. He lifted up his hooves, placing them back on the ground repeatedly even though he stood still. His past came to haunt him. He had let his rider down while they were doing so well. He ruined it. Ruined his future. Now he was in the wild. Of course, Hawkeye had his natural instincts, but the horses who were raised out here had a better advantage to surviving. Luckily for him, he had Thoroughbred genes. Racing genes. Therefore, he could usually escape. He had his fair share of scars though. The burn marks on his chest and others from fights with other horses, predators, and natural disasters, like a rock that cut his withers during an extreme thunderstorm.

Hawkeye calmed himself, and longed for the company of another horse. He tucked his head into his chest and closed his eyes, trying, trying to remember those wonderful days when he was a showhorse. And he blew it. A soft whicker had escaped his throat, one of sadness and regret. He wished he could go back in time and tell himself to stop. Tell himself he had everything he could have hoped for. But he couldn't. He was stuck out here. He had been sold. Tossed away like he was trash. That had certainly put a huge dent in his self confidence.

The stallion stood by the edge of the forest. His head and neck stuck out into the open, but the rest of his body was still in the woods. That's when he saw her. A black mare. The sunlight reflected off of her coat. He looked away. No, he wasn't going to snake her like he often saw other stallions doing. He could never take someone away from who they loved. He knew that feeling too well. Instead, Hawkeye emerged from the forest and perked his ears. He took a few steps forward; and was still quite a distance from her.

[eventing.]

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Stallion
6 years
Bachlor
Tagged;;Mystery, Lily

The stallion nodded, inspecting the mare."Ah, Nice to meet you then, Mystery." He said. His gaze strayed behind her a bit"Call me Archer. You don't have a herd, do you? He said this more like a statement than a question. A lone mare was a lucky find. His greeting of the mare was suddenly cut short as another mare, Lily, burst through. He snapped at her as she passed bad-temperedly. He quickly turned back to Mystery, watching her carefully.

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Mare
4 years
Loner
Tagged;;-

Caprice shook her mane and stepped forward. There wasn't much on her mind at all. She just was listening to the humming of insects and birdsong. She flicked her tail, shooing away a few offending flies. Capri finally looked up, casting a long look straight at the clouds, her eyes closing as her mane whipped around her neck.
[[Anyone open for Capri?]]

.: Unpredictable Mystery :.

Mystery looks over the stallion once more. "I was in a herd." the speckled mare said. Of course she was not going to give him a direct answer. She throws her white head as a black mare thunders between the two. In the blink of an eye it seemed like nothing has happened. The only thing left from the mare's presence was a trail of hoof prints in the ground. Mystery looks at Archer thinking 'Can I trust him?'

[. C a i l a .]

My endless valentine

Known as Valentine Age 3 gender Stallion herd Looking Looks HERE
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The arabian stallion lurk through the woods seeing the black mare he pranced forward but seeing hawkye the young stallion stopped he had never seen a stallion befor as he had came off an all mare farm he and his mother had broken out but she had died he dident know how or whattk do to approach a stallion quite as large asthis one but he kept walking forward he spoke softly to her he dident mean no harm or anything he just needed someody The names my endless valentine but you my dear can call me valentine

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[Luna12345]

... Ghost Chilli ...


... Name ...
Ghost Chilli
... Nick Name ...
Ghost, Chilli
... Gender ...
Stallion
... Age ...
7 Years


... Breed ...
Gyspy Vanner
... Height ...
14'2 Hands


... Personality ...
Ghost Chilli is cruel and unforgiving. Get in his way and you will feel his wrath. Being very aggressive by nature, he cares for nothing and no one. Shadow how ever will care for his own herd, mating with all of his harem and protecting them fiercely against those who threaten them. The stallions size intimidate his foes or challengers making them think twice. His favourite battle tactic is to throw dust up into his opponents eyes before smashing his hooves down on the back of the unsuspecting target.
... History ...
Ghost had a rough childhood, living alone with his mother, who was some what evil. He took after his father, caring for only those close to him, defeating all those in his path. Ghost Chilli was an only foal not knowing about any siblings from the past and in the future. His was kicked and bitten away by his mother once she was pregnant again and close to foaling. The next few years of his life were hard and unforgiving, but they moulded him into the stallion he is today. Merciless.


... Herd/loner ...
Ghost is a loner for the time being
... Band stallion/Herd mares ...
Not Yeat
... In heat/Pregnant ...
He is a Stallion


... Dam ...
Spring Dance
... Sire ...
Shadow's Grace
... Siblings ...
None that he can recall
... Foals ...
Several by many mysterious mares.


... Password ...
Untamed and Unbroken

[Pandle]

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[beth.]

reserve a stallion

[Luna12345]

(ha ha your joining every rp i am!)

[beth.]

... Name here ...


... Name ...
The name is "Phantom Menice"
... Nick Name ...
But please, Call me "Phantom"
... Gender ...
I am a "Stallion" of course
... Age ...
I am the age of "7"


... Breed ...
Well, I am a "mustang".. but i have a small amount of "arabian" in me
... Height ...
I am precicely "16 hands" tall


... Personality ...
I consider my self "Brave, loyal and Fair.. I'm also not forceful" But wait.. I'll let you be the judge of that
... History ...
Gee.. now your asking.. "I was born in a herd got out at 2" I'll spare you the detal so there ya go!


... Herd/loner ...
"My own!?"
... Band stallion/Herd mares ...
"0 mares at the moment"
... In heat/Pregnant ...
"What are you serious..."


... Dam ...
My mother was black like me.. her mame "Flicka"
... Sire ...
My father was never as black as me, his name "Shadow"
... Siblings ...
plenty!
... Foals ...
"None" so far



(really!? LOL)

[Luna12345]

(Yeah look at the recent rp's you have joined and you will see me! ha ha)

[beth.]

(LOL haha)