The Wild Ones {Wild horse Roleplay} OPEN!

[Blumenkranz]

Bolt tossed his dark mane to the side then trotted after Ageni, not understanding why she liked King so much. The colt was hardly a yearling and wouldn't be strong enough to have a herd for a long time. He sighed as he slowed, ears swiveling as he watched the mares in his herd.

[waldeinsamkeit.]

Nix nudged Virtue carefully, she was still connected to her twin fillies. She looked up at Bolt and smiled.

King swivelled an ear back. He heard Angeni and Bolt, but didn't turn back.

[gonegone!]

Fading Light swished her tail, she had turned a year and a half. She would soon have to be chased to prevent inbreeding. Such as horses did when their foals where old enough to breed. The blue roan, appaloosa walked beside her mother. Almost her height.

[Blumenkranz]

Bolt snorted softly and looked to Nix and her two fillies, giving them a small smile. The buckskin nickered softly and began to make his way over to them, his dark tail flicking.

(Later today I'll make it Autumn)

[waldeinsamkeit.]

(Kk)

Nix raised her head, tail flicking. Her belly had gotten large once again, and she nudged it, lifting a leg to scratch herself.

Virtue looked at her father, though tall, still small compared to him. Angel rolled in the ground under her dad, still acting like a foal.

[Blumenkranz]

Bolt smiled softly and gently nudged Nix's stomach, in just a few days she would be giving birth as well as a few others mares here, though he hoped he would be able to see his foals that would be with Archer. The stallion looked down to Angel and chuckled softly as he nuzzled his daughter. They were almost yearling, one more year and they would have to leave.

[gonegone!]

Swishing her tail, Fading Light turned to the forest before nibbling on her mothers neck.

Overo turned to her filly before lowering her neck to the floor and laying on her side.

[waldeinsamkeit.]

King could see Fading Light in the distance, he flicked his ears, wondering if he would ever see Angeni's foal. He neighed, a soft neigh. He lowered his head and lay down, sleeping in the forest floor.

Angel laughed and responded by grabbing his head between her knees. She pulled his head down and licked his nose.

[derision]

((I might make Rocket foal tomorrow.))







Rocket whinnied to Bolt's faint figure. Her longing and respect for him was fading and fading as he never came. Tail flicking occasionally, she would never let Archer claim her.

[waldeinsamkeit.]

Archer pressed into Rocket, whinnying with her.