The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[Blumenkranz]

(It Is currently Summer)

Pride was looking at Astria and Mystery though he turned his attention over to Whisper who had walked over. He could see that the mare was heavily in foal, and he wondered when the foal would come. He nuzzled her affectionately and then began to groom her gently, his tail occasionally swishing to swat away flys.

[toothless,]

(Ok)

Whisper continued to groom his back gently. She shifted every so often so her legs wouldn't fill with fluid and so she wasn't putting to much pressure on just one leg. She was full of energy, but the extra weight ads her feel restless, one of the signs that she would go into labor soon.

[Blumenkranz]

Pride was calm at the moment, ears laid back in a relaxed way as he groomed Whisper. Though he was calm he was alert, but Page had led them to a safe place so he doubted that anything would have come free them.

Dream watched the fight silently, a small frown on her face as she watched the two stallions. The older stallion worried her, and she hoped that he would stay away from her and her foals. Her dark filly, Lucy, was starting to get bored and wanted to go do something else though there wasn't much she could do at the moment. Natsu just stayed by Dream's side, watching the fight between the two stallions carefully.

[Dark Moon]

As soon as Mystery was done, Astria nudged Mystery, her eyes brightening. "Speaking of playing, let's play right now!" She reared playfully and whinnied. With a toss of her head, the filly nipped Mystery and began to run, glancing over her shoulder to make sure that she was following.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

(anyone open for my mares Echo or Sun?)

[Blumenkranz]

(Hmm if you like, one of them could run into Pride. I also have Garry but he's only a two year old...)

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

(Pride is fine, I don't care :3)

Echo grazed, alone. Her stallion has died, and she was still carrying his foal. She would foal soon, but she had all summer. The mare let out a whinny. She need a herd, escpecially now that she was carrying a foal. The pinto pawed at the earth, nibbling in the grass.

[Blumenkranz]

Pride groomed Whisper quietly, his ears laid back in a relaxed way though his ears pricked when he heard an unfamiliar whinny. He stopped grooming the white mare and looked around, searching for who called out. He finally spotted the horse, it was Echo, a pretty mare not too far from where his herd was standing. Curious to why she was alone, he gave Whisper a small nudge with his nose and began to trot over to where the lone mare was. He neighed to her, responding to her call.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Echo watched as a stallion began to approach. She took a step forward, ears perked at the stallion. Echo flicked her heatless tail. She pawed at the ground once more, before letting out a loud nicker. Taking another step forward, Echo studied the stallion as the distance between them decreased.

[Blumenkranz]

Pride trotted over to where Echo was, and the stallion wondered why she was by herself. Lone mares were rare, especially during this time of year but he was happy to have found a mare. "Hello." He greeted, as he grew closer to the mare he began to slow until he had finally halted. He reached out his muzzle to greet her, ears facing her as he spoke. "My name is Pride, who are you?"