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[SmaugTheGolden]

.:Name:.
Story Book
.:Nickname:.
Story
.:Age:.
5 years
.:Gender:.
Mare


.: Personality:.
Shy, Gently, Kind, Caring, Loving, Aggressive at times, Laid back, Fiery, Proud, Tough, Mean when annoyed.
.:History:.
Story Book has always been a loner, kicked from her herd at two, she went it alone for years, braving the cold winters, the dangerous predators and of course, the deadly humans. Now she is here, hoping to start a new, better life from her past, a less dangerous life for herself and maybe even one day have a foal of her own.
.:Breed:.
Mustang
.:Rank:.
Loner
.:Herd:.
None
.:Siblings:.
None
.:Offspring:.
None


.:Coat Colour:.
Chestnut
.:Eye Colour:.
Hazel
.:Markings:.
One white sock and a white star on forehead.

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.:Name:.
Hidden Warrior
.:Nickname:.
Warrior
.:Age:.
6 years
.:Gender:.
Stallion


.: Personality:.
Kind, Nice, Loving, Polite, Easily annoyed, Timid.
.:History:.
Hidden Warrior is a kind stallion, he doesn’t have a herd at the moment and really wants one. His last herd was completely wiped out by a bush fire, it claimed every single mare and foal in his herd, he was the only survivor. When he sleeps he can remember them all screaming and the nightmares often cause him to wake and get no sleep. Hopefully he can start a new herd here, one that he can protect this time.
.:Breed:.
Arabian
.:Rank:.
Lead Stallion
.:Herd:.
His own
.:Siblings:.
None
.:Offspring:.
None


.:Coat Colour:.
Black
.:Eye Colour:.

.:Markings:.
None

[horse .]

Accepted. My mare is free with no band if warrior wants to claim her)

[SmaugTheGolden]

(Thanks)

Story Book cantered around, she had no herd and was alone. She had been alone all her life, but now, in this new place, she was even more determined to find a herd to live in. She let out a loud whinny and waited for a response from someone.

Hidden Warrior walked around and then sniffed the air, he spotted a mare not too far away and let out a loud bicker to get her attention before trotting over to her and gliding to a hault infront of her. He reached out and nudged her gently with his nose, "hello" he said nodding his head, "My name is Hidden Warrior, but you may just call me Warrior" he continued, "May I ask your name?" He asked.

[horse .]

The land created me.
I'm wild and lonesome.
Even as I travel the cities,
I'm more at home in the vacant lots.

F A L L I N G . F R O M . G R A C E

Moist nostrils flared, silver mane and tail, like running water spread out as the golden coloured mare moves with utmost grace and beauty. Her head was held in that Arabian fashion, her tail fanned, and at the moment, she had not a care in the world. Well, excluding the fact she wanted a herd with a kind and loyal band stallion. Other then that almighty wish, she knew she was strong-willed and free. Nothing in even her dreams would take that away from her, not now, not ever! Moving back into a bouncing trot the mare lengthened her strides and bucked several times to stretch her hind legs and show she was playfully and different.

Suddenly she halted, her nostrils quivered slightly as she heard the nicker, raising her golden palomino head and swishing her scented tail the mare spotted the stallion bolting towards her, taking a half step backwards she stood her ground. Half annoyed he had suddenly came straight up to her without permission, even though she wanted a herd. Looking the unfamiliar stud up and down as he spoke she flicked her ears cautiously. "Hello..." She answered him softly, before pausing and continuing, "I am Falling from Grace. Please just call me Grace" her voice was like silk, and honey, all mixed together.

[SmaugTheGolden]

Warrior nickered and flicked his mane playfully, "well it is an honour to meet such a fine lady such as yourself, so strong, wild and deffinately with a hint of playfulness in you" he complimented, he knew a lot about how to tell a mare's personality from their action and their voice, "I can also tell there is a flame burning in your heart" he added.

[horse .]

The land created me.
I'm wild and lonesome.
Even as I travel the cities,
I'm more at home in the vacant lots.

F A L L I N G . F R O M . G R A C E

Shaking out her mane slightly she nodded, pricking her frail golden ears te listen to what he said next, and he certainly knew how to put his words to work with her, he seemed to flirt. Grace had caught him out early, and she doubted he had picked that up yet. "All wild horses must be" is all she said, a hint of sarcasm in her tone. Flicking her heat scented tail the palomino mare flicked her ears back and forth. "What brings you here" she asked suddenly, pretty much already knowing his answer.

[SmaugTheGolden]

Warrior knew that she had picked up on it, she had done so much faster then most mares, he listened to her speak then thought for a moment, "well, my herd is gone, wiped out in a bush fire" he said simply, "I can tell you more about the matter of it or jump to the chase, your choise" he said snorting softly and pricking his ears and waiting for her response.

[horse .]

The land created me.
I'm wild and lonesome.
Even as I travel the cities,
I'm more at home in the vacant lots.

F A L L I N G . F R O M . G R A C E

Pricking her ears slightly she rested one hind leg, she was relaxed, neutral."If you wish, you can tell me..." She answered with ease. If he tried to snake her, oh boy he would have something coming for him, she sure was wild and had plenty of spirit that was not going to be broken by the first stud who came along to try and claim her. It would take a lot of persuading to get this petite golden gem in a herd with a safe and trustworthy stud.

[SmaugTheGolden]

Warrior thought for a moment, "you sure you want to know what happened to my last herd?" He asked, he watched her carefully to see if the question would annoy her or if she would say yes or no. He didn't plan on snaking her, he didn't usually resort to it, only as a last choise.

[horse .]

The land created me.
I'm wild and lonesome.
Even as I travel the cities,
I'm more at home in the vacant lots.

F A L L I N G . F R O M . G R A C E

Grace's body twitched slightly, ripping grass from the ground the mare looked back up innocently and nodded, "I state again: tell me if you wish, I am here, I have been listening haven't I?" She told the stallion. Her scented tail flicked as the wind changes direction, going towards the stud.