→[← Ｐαιηтє∂ Ｐℓαιηѕ →]← wild arabian rp . open and accepting

[chemical.]

→[← Ｐαιηтє∂ Ｐℓαιηѕ →]←

once upon a time, the arabian had been a loyal, noble companion. lean, beautiful, strong, respected. they were horses to be admired, to be cherished, decorated in flowers and ribbons, their beauty obvious to all. but humans are greedy. twisted. cruel. they want what they want, and they will not stop until the get it. the arabians, these faithful companions, they became trophies. prizes. they were bent and twisted and broken- forced to obey. to work. to prance and flaunt and return. one wrong set, one thrown show, and they were punished. as though it were their fault, and not the fault of the greedy creatures that pushed them to fear, to anxiety, to cowering. this land, the painted plains as the arabians call it, is home. it is life and death and birth and beauty. away from the humans that wish to tame and twist them, to meld them into something they should never be. here, these beautiful creatures finally feel safe.

[chemical.]

→[ Ⓡυℓєѕ ]←

→ site rules// this should go without saying, but i always include it and so i will again. all of the site rules apply to this roleplay, so i suggest you read up on them if you haven't yet.
→ forms// i will not supply a form in this roleplay, as i would love to see what you guys can create. c: a basic form is just fine- it does not have to be fancy, though it must include all the major elements. [name, age, gender, personality, history, ect.] as for the literacy of forms, i do require that you type out a bit of a history and at the very least a nice list of personality traits. i am okay with smaller forms, i am not asking for a book on your character, but i do want some information on your characters. i have had people use my forms and alter them to fit their characters- i ask that you do not do this unless you ask me first.
→ characters// i am going to be very strict on this rule, because it is always overlooked. this an arabian rp. the only breed i will accept are arabians/arabian mixes. i will not accept draft mixes. arabians are relatively small horses, and rarely rarely get bigger than 15.1 hands, please keep this in mind. please note; horse heights only go up to .3, so for instance 14.3 hands. there is no .4, .8, ect, it goes from .0 to .3.
→ mortality// horses are not immortal. they will get sick, injured, and they will die. especially while being perused by humans or predators. in this roleplay, the oldest a horse may get to is 20 years of age.
→ literacy// no, this is not a literate roleplay, and no, i will not ask you for a book per post. this is, however, a low level semi-literate thread. please use proper spelling and punctuation, and post at least three lines per post. lines, not sentences.
→ fighting&snaking// in fights, age matters a great deal. an older horse will win in a fight nine times out of ten, so remember this when starting a fight. the only reason a young horse would have a good chance of winning would be if the elder had some kind of weakness[ex. blind, injured, ect.] or if the age difference was only one to two years. as for snaking, mare with rarely be able to escape being snaked, and they can not hate stallions because of it. they may be a little frustrated, but it is a natural thing and it happens all the time. if you intend to start a fight with another players horse please contact them before hand to work out who will win. if you want to snake a mare out a herd, you must be sure it is okay with the stallions' roleplayer as well as the mares'.
→ realism// i would like to see lost and lots of body language in this rp, but dialogue is indeed allowed. just so the everyone knows before we start; mares don't get jealous over the others in her herd, they rarely ever escape being snaked and they do not hate stallions for it afterward, and they rarely ever just leave herds, and it is very hard to pull this off. i will not accept god modding or powerplaying, and no magical or odd-colored horses. this includes eye color. the accepted eye colors are brown, hazel, amber, sometimes blue, and rarely unpigmented blue.[darker blue] list of most known colors/patterns., and here is a coat colour calculator for foals.
→ activity// i ask that you post at least once every two days. if you do not post within two days, i will contact you and ask if you are still interested in the roleplay. if i do not get a response by another two days time, i remover your characters' from the list to keep the roleplay as up-to-date as possible. if you are going out of town, are grounded, or just cannot post, please contact me so that i know.

[ owner// chemical-- ]
[ co-owner// -- ]
[ mods// forever infinity, ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ᴏɴ sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ ]

[chemical.]

→[ Ⓒнαяαcтєяѕ ]←

→ bachelors ←

dominant bachelor
haunted dreams[haunt] // thirteen years old // page one // chemical--
[subordinate] bachelors
story of a wanderer[vagabond] // five years old // page one // chemical--
titan // eleven years old // page two // r e b e l l i o n
shattered titanium[shatter] // thirteen years old /// page two // n i g h t .
bite the bullet[bull] // thirteen years old // page three // e q u e s t r i a n
days of thunder[thunder] // twelve years old // page four // Ｓｔａｙ Ｈｅｒｅ．

→ lone mares ←

haunted memories[dream] // twelve years old // page one // chemical--
born to be queen[khaleesi] // seven years old // page one // chemical--
-- estella[ella] // six months old // page two // r e b e l l i o n
dreams & reality[ghost] // five years old // page one // chemical--
roulette dares[roulette] // two years old // page one // chemical--
jumping to conclusions[jinx] // twelve years old // page two // forever infinity
illuminessence[essence] // four years old // page two // r e b e l l i o n
crimson rose[rose] // nine years old // page two // r e b e l l i o n
dark harmony[dark] // seven years old // page two // n i g h t .
mahogany rune[rune] // three years old // page two // n i g h t .
ginger vale[vale] // nine years old // page three // e q u e s t r i a n
if your love is tragedy, why are you my remedy[remedy] // five years old // page three // e q u e s t r i a n
whispering spirit[whisper] // eleven years old // page four // Ｓｔａｙ Ｈｅｒｅ．
la primavera[prim] // six years old // page four // Ｓｔａｙ Ｈｅｒｅ．
lavender sky[sky] // four years old // page four // Ｓｔａｙ Ｈｅｒｅ．
blue valentine[valen] // eight years old // page four // Ｓｔａｙ Ｈｅｒｅ．

→[ Ⓑαη∂ѕ ]←

none.

[chemical.]

→[ Ⓣσρσgяαρну ]←

the mustangs here have found themselves a beautiful paradise to thrive in, with pristine white sand beaches to lush open meadows, bright forests and of course the dense salt marsh that separates the land they call home from the colonies of humans that wish to imprison them. if one travels far enough north, you can find the mossy, rocky mountains that horses and humans alike rarely dare to brave. a beautiful waterfall spills over the edge, one of two that dot this landscape. nearly dead-center of the open meadows is a long, narrow valley with a fresh creek flowing through it, this creek is one of the few non-salt water sources aside from a few ponds or streams scattered about. the forest boarders the thick, sludgy marsh, and a beautiful waterfall sits toward the north of it.

→[ Ⓛσcαтισηѕ ]←

beaches - meadows - valley -mountains - forest - mountain waterfall - forest waterfall - salt marsh

[chemical.]

→[ Ⓢєαѕση ]←

[7/7] days left of spring.

✔ spring ✔
spring, the season of new life. temperatures rise to a comfortable level, snow melts away, revealing new growth, and animals come out of hiding. in spring, mares are beginning to go back into heat, and some late foals may even be born. new herds are forming, old ones expanding, while yearlings venture away from home to find their own place in the wilderness. rain is common, and clouds always dot the sky.

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✘ summer ✘
in summer, days grow long and hot. nights are short, but offer a few hours of comfortable temperatures. many horses migrate toward water sources or shade, seeking to hide from the afternoon sun. mares are still in heat, though by this point all foals from the previous year will have already been born. stallion are still on the search for more mares, while lead mares move the herd to a cooler location. despite the heat, summer is an active season. young stallions show off, yearling mares get whisked away, and band stallions are daring enough to attempt stealing a mare or two. rain is not common in summer, and if it does it is often a warm, heavy rain that lasts only a couple hours at most.

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✘ autumn ✘
with autumn comes the return of cooler temperatures. nights and mornings are chilly, hinting at the freezing months to follow. rain becomes more common, and the colors of the land begin to fade. turning from dark green to vibrant oranges and reds, until the earth is taken over by a dull gray. mares are rarely in heat during autumn, but those covered in spring may start to foal. should this happen, there is a slim chance that said mares may go into heat for the remaining weeks of autumn, but may not always accept a stallion.

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✘ winter ✘
winter. snow coats the ground, the earth is blanketed in a glistening white, and temperatures drop. foals can be born throughout the winter months, however not all will survive the freezing the temperatures. mares are never in heat, and stallions are calm, instead fighting against predators whom may use the horses's weakened state to attack. food must be dug out from under the snow, and thin layers of ice may have to broken to reach water.

[chemical.]

→[ Ⓤρ∂αтєѕ ]←

-- may 12th// the rp was created and opened.

[chemical.]

→ [Ⓗαυηт]є∂ Ｂⓔⓐⓤту ←

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• name// haunted beauty[haunt]
→ ❝ haunted beauty. his name is fitting, really. the stud has a sleek, handsome appearance, with a daunting personality. haunts' mother had called him prometheus at birth- a strong, honorable name, but later changed it to haunted beauty as his cruel mind began to show. ❞
• age// thirteen years of age
→ ❝ haunt is a strong, powerful, experienced stallion at the ripe age of thirteen years- right in his prime. he is not old, but not to young. he is a stallion that knows what he is going- a veteran. ❞
• gender// stallion
→ ❝ haunt is a stallion. a rude, proud, mighty stallion. ❞
• breed// mustang/arabian
→ ❝ the roan stud had a strong, proud mustang father, and a fiery, beautiful arabian mother, making him a mustang and arabian cross. ❞
• disposition// proud, cruel, harsh, possessive, brave, paranoid, impatient, stubborn, calculating, secretive, hot-headed
→ ❝ haunt is a cruel stallion. harsh, possessive, hot-headed. his mares are trophies. he is not satisfied unless he has collected a harem of beautiful prizes to flaunt and display as he wishes. obedience is one thing the stallion away demands, and if it is not given to him upon first glance he will break a mare to his wishes. haunt believes himself high and mighty, royalty. a stallion to be respected. he has little to no patience, and as such with snap if a mare steps out of line once, or if a stallion wanders just that little bit to close to his trophies. he is paranoid, to say the least, believing that his mares will run or be taken if he so much as closes his eyes to rest for a moment, and has become a very light sleeper, twitching awake at the slightest sound. his pride often drives him to do stupid and idiotic things, though his fearsome scream often chases away anything he may challenge before he gets to it. he is secretive, caring deeply for his mares but treating them as though it were the opposite. in moments of calm, when he has what he wants and obedience is established, he may show flickers of kindness to the mares he so desperately holds onto. ❞
• past// average
→ ❝ haunt's father was a proud stud who had battled with humans all his life- desperately clinging to his herd, to the wild. his mother, an ornery, tiny arabian mare who led the herd with great dominance. haunt learned his hard ways from his father, and his stubborn, dominant traits from his mother, becoming a violent, head-strong stallion at a very young age. once he reached two years old, his father was more than happy to drive the colt out into the world, for fear he would try to overthrow him. haunt wandered for over a year by himself, collecting scars and experience from fights with stallions and predators a like, though never did he shy away from a challenge. at just three years old, the stubborn stallion snaked a lone yearling into being his first mare, and kept her on a tight leash, knowing that if a challenger came by he may not be able to keep her. over the years, haunt built up a harem of nine steady mares who he held onto with a firm rule. it wasn't until just before the stallion turned twelve years old that everything was taken from him. in the middle of a spring storm, two trees were torn up by the winds, and came crashing down just beside the herd, spooking the mares and sending them sprinting. haunt chased after them in fury, but they were gone, fled into the rain and the darkness. furious at his loss and determined to build up a glorious herd once more, the stallion set out to find more mares. ❞
• description// muscular, blue roan, brown eyes, scarred, 15.2 hands
→ ❝ haunt is a muscular stallion, and flaunts this at every given chance. he has powerfully corded legs, sharp gray hooves, and a muscular body. the thick stallion has a velvet pelt- that of a rusty blue roan in color. his mane, thick and tangled, soft to touch, it is dominantly black and brown, is wild and uncut, reaching down past his shoulders. his tail is a thick, creamy white that nearly brushes the ground as he walks, also long and unkept. haunt has light brown eyes that always glitter dangerously- showing all of his nasty thoughts and emotions. he stands at a good 15.2 hands tall, his rough roan coat dusted with scars from won battles, displaying his power. ❞
• rank// dominant bachelor
→ ❝ being the oldest, most aggressive, and most dominant stallion to walk these lands thus far- haunt is the dominant bachelor of the painted plains. the top stud. ❞
• mares// none
→ ❝ haunt lost his herd just months ago- nine mares and their foals. ❞
• offspring// many
→ ❝ haunt has sired more than his far share of foals over the years. ❞
• kin// countless [dream]
→ ❝ the roan stallion has more living family than he could possibly count, but he does recall the name of one sibling born around the same time as him, a mare named dream. ❞
• other// none
→ ❝ haunt is no complex stallion- what more is there? ❞

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[ "[size=80][color=#808080]Ⓣнє[/color] → [ ＢＥＡＳＴ ] ←[/size]" ]
[size=70][color=#808080]rank//[/color] band stallion
[color=#808080]age//[/color] twelve
[color=#808080]location//[/color] meadow
[color=#808080]mood//[/color] aggressive, pleased
[color=#808080]mares//[/color] cherokee
[color=#808080]tagged//[/color] cherokee[/size]
[size=70][color=#808080]███████[/color][color=#000000]████████████████████[/color][color=#808080]███████[/color][/size][/left][size=85]the pinto stallion moved at an easy canter over the earth, four sharp gray hooves carrying him quickly over the lush spring landscape. haunt was still furious, having his herd scattered. lost. taken from him after he had worked so hard to keep it. to keep them all safe. he shook his neck, tossing about his thick black mane, ears twitching atop his broad head as he heard the distant calls of other horses. of mares. trophies to begin a new collection with. to rebuild. haunt stretched his neck forward and let out a low nicker, dark eyes sweeping over the landscape expectantly. he wanted a new herd- wanted new mares, and he would have them. haunt was more than willing to challenge a younger stallion for his mares at this point- and watched the land expectantly for a band to snake or a lone mare to claim. the sky overhead was gray; covered by thin, dark clouds that kept the lush green earth down below concealed in a watery gray light. the world looked dull and dingy, the early spring air thick with the scent of marsh in heat and damp soil- the scent of new life. it was loud, aggressive, the loud nicker that rumbled off his vibrating lips. it was a call to mares; speaking of his strength. of his potential. any intelligent mare would look for such a call, the call of an experienced stud. one that would be worthy of a herd, one that could protect and fight. haunt had left the group of bachelors day earlier in search of mares- in search of a herd to steal, leaving the capable bandit in his place until his unexpected return. if the pinto steed could help it, he would not be returning to his fellow bachelors. if he could help it, he would find mares. he would start a herd. he would never have to return- wouldn't have to spar with the other brutes for a position that meant nothing to him, a position that meant nothing in general. pushing around younger stallions was nothing compared to leading a herd of gorgeous trophies.[/size]

[center][size=150][b][color=#808080]❝[/color][/b][/size][size=85][b]Ｄｅｌｉｖｅｒ [color=#808080]-[/color] ｗｈａｔ [color=#808080]-[/color] ｙｏｕ [color=#808080]-[/color] ｓｏｌｄ [color=#808080]-[/color] ｙｏｕ [color=#808080]-[/color] ｓｅｅ,[/b][/size][/center]
[center][size=85][b]Ｔｈａｔ [color=#808080]-[/color] Ｉ [color=#808080]-[/color] ｗｉｌｌ [color=#808080]-[/color] ｏｎｌｙ [color=#808080]-[/color] ｔａｋｅ [color=#808080]-[/color] ｆｒｏｍ [color=#808080]-[/color] ｙｏｕ.[/size][/b][size=150][b][color=#808080]❞[/color][/b][/size][/center]

→Ｓтⓞяу ⓞƒ ⓐ »[« Ⓥαgαвση∂ »]« Ｗⓐη∂ⓔяⓔя ←

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• name// story of a wanderer[vagabond]
→ ❝ vagabond's name was originally just a combination of his parents' - a priceless story and this wandering heart, but he grew to fit it quite well. he acquired his nickname around the age of one year- when he started drifting more and more, and simply kept it. ❞
• age// five years of age
→ ❝ vagabond is a young stallion, fresh-faced and largely inexperienced, but determined and ready to learn. ❞
• gender// stallion
→ ❝ the elegant steed is a proud stallion. ❞
• breed// arabian
→ ❝ long legs, dished face, elegant trot- a full blooded arabian, right down to the roots. ❞
• disposition// calm, friendly, loyal, intelligent, trustworthy, protective, kind, laid-back, curious, restless
→ ❝ there's always at least one in a crowd, the one that likes to stay on the side-lines, that is always calm and friendly and that never gets in fights or gets angry. that's vagabond. he is a very laid-back stallion, and tends to stay out of trouble. when he does get noticed by a bachelor yearning for a fight or a predator looking for an easy meal he is almost always able to get away on his long legs, dashing over the earth at enchanting speeds. he has a strong flight response, and being so fresh-faced and new to the world of bands, may end up leaving his mares behind if an older stallion or predator comes knocking. being only five years old, the stallion is very inexperienced, having been in only a handful of fights and having never had a band of his own, though he does try. vagabond is an intelligent stallion, one who can easily strike up a beautiful conversation. even though he may seem dull and dumb, he his quite the opposite, always willing to swap stories or shed light on a subject. he is a very social horse, which ties into his extreme curiosity. if he hears or sees something, he just has to respond. vagabond is however, restless. he does not like to stay in one place long- the most being a few days, and will always urge his traveling companions to a new location. if they do not move he may just leave them behind, though he always comes back. ❞
• past// average
→ ❝ vagabond was born into a surprisingly large herd- one that held twelve mares plus their foals at the worst of times. being around such a large group of horses often made the young colt nervous, though being the son of one of the most submissive, over-looked mares in the herd meant that more often than not he didn't have to be in the center of things. he only interacted with his father once or twice, the stallion had plenty other more promising foals than himself, and often didn't have time for the little gray colt. vagabond had a close relationship with his mother, though even that came to an end when the colt was left behind one day. he was just under two years old, nearing the age at which he would have to go out on his own anyway, but it still surprised him when he woke up to see that his father had picked up and left him behind in the night, clearly tired of him wandering too far and causing mares to go chase him back or worse- drawing bachelors closer to the herd. vagabond fell right in with the local bachelors, and though he often wandered the young stallion always returned to the one place he felt at home. vagabond tried many times to court mares, but they always sent the inexperienced stallions running. so he tried snaking, and they always got away. it wasn't until he turned five that he decided to try again, deeming himself old enough and strong enough for a small band of his own. ❞
• description// lean, lightly dappled gray, brown eyes, 15.0 hands
→ ❝ vagabond is a handsome arabian stud. his coat is soft, velvety, a pale gray that almost appears white with a soft powdering of dapples tossed over his coat, most prominently on his lower legs, neck, and haunches. he has a long, thin feathery mane and tail that are both a snowy white. vagabond has the appearance of a true arabian- his legs are long, thin, his neck arched and his head perfectly chiseled, dished muzzle and all. he has a lean build, and is not any more muscled than your average young stallion, and may even be a bit on the weaker side, though he makes up for it with his speed. vagabond has friendly light brown eyes that are often hidden under his long forelock. he stands 15.0 hands at the withers, an average height, but he is surprisingly free of any and all scars, though not for long. ❞
• rank// subordinate bachelor
→ ❝ seeing as vagabond is both very young and very laid-back, he has no hopes of ever leading the bachelor band, and is simply a subordinate bachelor. ❞
• mares// none
→ ❝ vagabond has never been strong enough to start a herd, though he hopes this will be his year. ❞
• offspring// none
→ ❝ vagabond has never before had the chance to sire even a single foal. ❞
• kin// countless
→ ❝ vagabonds' birth herd was huge, he has more distant family and siblings than he would ever hope to guess. ❞
• other// none
→ ❝ there is not much more to be told about the stud. ❞

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[ "[size=80][color=#000040]ρяιηcє[/color] → ღ [ ｃｈⓐｒｍⓘｎｇ ] ღ ←[/size]" ]
[size=70][color=#000040]rank//[/color] bachelor
[color=#000040]age//[/color] five
[color=#000040]location//[/color] meadow
[color=#000040]mood//[/color] calm
[color=#000040]mares//[/color] --
[color=#000040]tagged//[/color] --[/size]
[size=70][color=#000040]███████[/color][color=#000000]████████████████████[/color][color=#000040]███████[/color][/size][/left][size=85]the young arabian stud had his dished face lowered to the earth, huffing as the soft strands of lush green grass brushed against his maw, tickling him as he grazed. his fresh, lean body stood out against the dark green landscape, against the muscular bodies of his fellow bachelors scattered about the plains. thus far, he was void of all scars. none of the older stallions had tried to fight him or push him around, and he was thankful, though he knew that if he did no break off and find a herd soon they would surely find him a prime target to rid their frustrations on. for the moment, however, vagabond was happy to remain out in the plains, grazing. as much as vagabond was desperate to start a herd of his own, he was smart. he knew he was young- and knew he was no muscled mustang stud. he would just have to wait, wait until some of the older stallions drifted away and found herds of their own. if one of them saw him with a mare they would most defiantly attack him, and the young stallion didn't want to get stuck under a stallions' wraith. there was no chance of him winning against an older steed, not even in the slightest.[/size]

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[chemical.]

→ Ⓗαυηтє∂ »[ ♆ Ⓓяєαм ♆ ]« Ｍⓔмσяιⓔѕ ←

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• name// haunted memories[dream]
→ ❝ haunted memories was simply a combination of her parents names- lovely memories and haunted dreams, just like countless other horses got their names. the name she refers to most often, dream, is a name her father gave her due to her distancing herself, spending the day watching the clouds pass by, day dreaming. ❞
• age// twelve years of age
→ ❝ dream is an experienced mare, in her prime at a strong twelve years old. ❞
• gender// mare
→ ❝ dream is very surely a mare. ❞
• breed// mustang/arabian
→ ❝ dream's father was a stocky, powerful mustang; her mother a beautiful, shy little arabain mare. therefore, she is a mustang and arabian cross. ❞
• disposition// harsh, stubborn, protective, extremely dominant, brave, hot-headed, fearless, motherly
→ ❝ dream is... well she's been described as a number of things. sociopath. pessimist. for starters, this mare is one of the most dominant you will ever meet. even when she was a foal, she would poke and prod the lead mare of her fathers' herd until she lashed out at the filly. dream will not think twice when taking control of a herd, no matter what anyone has to say about it. she will put anyone and everyone in their place, including her stallion. the mare refuses to be bossed about, to be below the lead, and if she cannot be lead in a herd, she will leave. the mare is very brave and protective, willing to challenge anything to protect her foals or get what she wants, be it mare or stallion or predator, or even human. stubborn. if dream doesn't want to do something, it won't happen. if she wants something, it will be hers. no way around that. she will not stop, will not rest until she fulfills her wishes. dream has a very explosive temper, and will lash out at everything and everyone if provoked. the mare is ruthless, willing to kill anything and everything that angers, threatens, or challenges her, including other mares. and, just like her brother haunt, dream is a cruel horse. demanding. harsh. she will only join a stallion she believes is good enough for her. and any mares in the herd that she doesn't like, will get driven out. ❞
• past// average
→ ❝ dream was born into a small herd, surprisingly, considering her fathers' prideful personality. her mother was a beautiful palomino mare, her name lovely memories, and her father was a great big paint mustang by the name of haunted dreams. dream lived a rather uneventful life as a foal, despite her constant pranks and fights with other foals. at the age of two years, the young mare left her birth herd and was almost instantly snaked by a stallion because of her beautiful coat. she didn't stay long though, for she couldn't bare to be pushed around by his lead mare and wasn't strong enough to overthrow her. one night about six months later, she fled in the night. this pattern repeated, for a long time. she would stay with a herd throughout and autumn and winter, and flee in spring. a couple of times she allowed a stallion cover her in the last stage of her heat, and she bore four foals before she found a herd where she stayed. when she was nearly seven years old she ran into a young stallion of only five, with three mares hardly older than four. they had been foals in his mothers' herd, one he had not been born into, and when he left they followed. dream joined as their lead mare, and stayed with them for some years. she gave birth to three foals before having her first colt, hunter. at the start of winter, during the first snow, her stallion was killed defending the herd from a cougar. dream and hunter set out together into the cold, unforgiving landscape. they traveled together for just a few days before hunter wandered too far one day in late winter and was targeted by a cougar. the young feline went after the colt, leaping at him with a rumbling growl. his face thick with blood, the snow coated in crimson, dream was furious and terrified, terrified that she would loose her colt. the mare charged head-first at the young cougar, sending it running. dream went into hiding with her foal, though hunter bled out during the night. dream has been alone since, just waiting for the next greedy stallion to declare her as his. ❞
• description// muscular, chestnut sabino, blue eyes, scarred, 15.0 hands
→ ❝ dream is a beautiful, strong, powerful mare who can defend herself, and is sure to show this to any stallion she meets. she has a gorgeous soft chestnut sabino coat, the majority of her hide rich, bright chestnut. splashes and patches of snowy white cover her body, dripping down her long legs and painting her flanks. her mane is thick, long, and tangled, a brighter brown still that her chestnut coat. her tail is thick, burred, long and ratty from years of no care, the same bold chestnut as her mane. dream has various scars scattered over her body, outlining each and every curve, all of the perfectly modeled lines of her elegant, powerful body. the mare stands 15.0 hands at the shoulder. ❞
• rank// lone mare
→ ❝ dream lost her herd long ago, before the last winter, and has been a lone mare for some time. ❞
• status// in heat
→ ❝ dream went into heat very early into spring, and has reached her third stage of heat. while she will still be disobedient and hard to wear down, the sabino mare is much more interested in stallions that she would have been in previous weeks. ❞
• herd// none
→ ❝ dream has been without a herd since last autumn. ❞
• offspring// a few
→ ❝ dream has bore a few foals from time to time, though has none with her now. ❞
• kin// countless [haunt]
→ ❝ while dream has extensive family, far more than she could ever count, one name comes to mind. haunt. a half-brother of hers. ❞
• other// none
→ ❝ anything else about the fiery mare will have to be revealed with time. ❞

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[size=70][color=#ff0000]rank//[/color] lone mare
[color=#ff0000]age//[/color] twelve
[color=#ff0000]location//[/color] forest waterfall
[color=#ff0000]mood//[/color] calm
[color=#ff0000]status//[/color] in heat[stage two]
[color=#ff0000]herd//[/color] --
[color=#ff0000]tagged//[/color] --[/size]
[size=70][color=#ff0000]███████[/color][color=#000000]████████████████████[/color][color=#ff0000]███████[/color][/size][/left][size=85]the canopy overhead cast peaceful dappled shadows over the pinto mares' beautiful velvet coat as she grazed. the soft roar of falling water was all she could hear, it filled her twitching ears and blocked out any other noises- which she hated. she would never be able to hear if another horse was approaching, though in the very least she hoped that the thick musty scent would shield her own. dream was not interested in a herd- not yet anyway. she was in the early stages of her heat, and if one of those arrogant, proud studs strutted her way she would be off. the experienced mare would do her best to stay away from stallions until autumn- when she would be forced to find a herd to survive. of course, she had told herself this almost every year, but at some point or another her heat scent her running to the closest brute every time. a soft snort escaped the mares' pink nostrils as she lifted her head, blue eyes glittering in the dim light- all but emotionless as she watched the open forest around her. maybe she would be save here for one simple reason- who would be wandering through the forest? wolves were common, and it was one of the closest places to the humans you could be, why would any stallion come strutting through here?[/size]

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→ Ⓑσяη ＴＯ ⒷⒺ »[« Ⓚнαℓєєѕι »]« Ｑυⓔⓔη ←

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• name// born to be queen[khaleesi]
→ ❝ khaleesi's name was really a spur of the moment thing. when she was born, her father commented; saying she had the beauty of a queen. as she grew, and showed her calm nature, her knack for leadership, her mother called upon this comment, this memory, and named her 'born to be queen.' khaleesi came later- a name her father gave her. ❞
• age// seven years of age
→ ❝ khaleesi is still young at a mere seven years old, but she is still old enough to have lost the naive mindset of a yearling. ❞
• gender// mare
→ ❝ khaleesi was born a mare and will die a mare. ❞
• breed// arabian
→ ❝ both of khaleesi's parents were full-blooded proud arabians, making her one as well. ❞
• disposition// kind, motherly, loyal, respectful, protective, brave, obedient, somewhat dominant
→ ❝ khaleesi is a very sweet, friendly mare who loves to be in herds. the mare absolutely hates being on her own and will accept any company that she can find, be it stallion or mare of foal. she is motherly, even though she has had very few foals in her life. the mare is loyal and respectful, faithfully following her stallion anywhere and treating her lead with the highest manner of respect and kindness. she is obedient when it comes to stallions, willing to go with just about anyone with little fuss, and while she can be dominant as long as she isn't at the bottom of the pecking order she doesn't really care to be lead. ❞
• past// average
→ ❝ there is nothing out of the ordinary about khaleesi's past. she was born in a small herd, her father a young stallion at only five years. he had three mares, each with a foal. her father was kind-hearted and loving, spending his days prancing and playing with his trio of fillies. at the age of two years, the three young mares split off of the herd together, traveling for a mere three days until a stallion found him. he was experienced, his herd already large. khaleesi stayed with him for a mere two years before she was captured by humans. they kept her for nearly three years, beating her an abusing her, until one day she was left in an unguarded, unlocked pen. the mare managed to break out, and is now searching for a new herd. ❞
• description// lean, flaxen liver chestnut, brown eyes, 14.2 hands
→ ❝ khaleesi is a beautiful mare; her coat soft, velvety, wonderful to the touch. it is a rich, dark liver chestnut with soft dapples dusted across her flanks and neck. three prominent pink rings wrap themselves around her front legs and two about the space above her left hind ankle- scars from her imprisonment. khaleesi has glittering brown eyes, and stands at an average 14.2 hands. her tail is long, thick, and matted, while her mane is cut short, reaching just to the base of her neck. the humans had cut it during winter, and it has yet to grow back to its former glory. ❞
• rank// lone mare
→ ❝ khaleesi is a lone mare, looking for a new herd. ❞
• status// in heat
→ ❝ khaleesi is in heat; stage two, to be exact, but the obedient mare is still likely to accept just about any stallion she finds ❞
• herd// none
→ ❝ khaleesi has not had a herd since she was four years old. ❞
• offspring// estella
→ ❝ khaleesi has had two foals; one of them having been born in captivity with her, and escaped with her. estella. ❞
• kin// countless
→ ❝ khaleesi has extensive family, and none that she recalls the names of. ❞
• other// none
→ ❝ khaleesi does not keep secrets; ask and you shall know. ❞

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[size=70][color=#8080FF]rank//[/color] lone mare
[color=#8080FF]age//[/color] seven
[color=#8080FF]location//[/color] valley
[color=#8080FF]mood//[/color] lonely
[color=#8080FF]status//[/color] in heat[stage two]
[color=#8080FF]herd//[/color] --
[color=#8080FF]tagged//[/color] --[/size]
[size=70][color=#8080FF]███████[/color][color=#000000]████████████████████[/color][color=#8080FF]███████[/color][/size][/left][size=85]loud calls filled the air, the calls of horses searching for herds, causing two light brown orbs to flick open. water dripped off the mares' soft maw as she lifted her head, splashing back into the river at her hooves. khaleesi flicked an ear, inspecting the land around her with curious dark eyes. the grullo mare had escaped from her human captors but a month ago, at the end of winter, and her frame still showed this. her coat was ragged, grungy, she was visibly underweight and her mane was cut short- reaching just above her shoulder. the scents of spring filled the air now- of damp soil and pollen and rain. she knew stallions would be on the look for new mares, and khaleesi was almost desperate to find a new herd. she hated be alone, hated being without a stallion to rely on for protection. a loud call formed in her chest, rolling off her vibrating lips as she made her location known. her nicker was desperate, begging, calling to any nearby stallions. she didn't want to be alone any longer, she wanted to feel protected once again.[/size]

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→ Ⓖнσѕт ←

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• name// dreams & reality[ghost]
→ ❝ ghost's name is a mixture of her parents'- bring me to reality and lost in my dreams. she got her nickname of ghost around the age of one year, when her mother noticed her ever-empty expression. ❞
• age// five years of age
→ ❝ ghost is a young mare at five years old, fresh-faced and new to herds. ❞
• gender// mare
→ ❝ ghost has the anatomy of a mare, so one would say she is. ❞
• breed// arabian/lusitano
→ ❝ ghosts' father was an arrogant arabian, her mother a proud lusitano, making her a lusitano/arabian cross. ❞
• disposition// quiet, reserved, distant, unemphatic, 'sociopath'-of a degree, vagabond, kind
→ ❝ ghost is... ghost is empty. she always seems like she just doesn't care. about anything. and she doesn't. she is quiet and reserved, rarely speaking and staying by herself on the outskirts of herds. the mare is completely unempathetic , not relating to anything nor caring about anyone. she is a sociopath, a vagabond. staying away from others and never staying long in one place. she could just as happily live her life in the largest herd or all alone, just so long as she doesn't have to interact with anyone or stay still. ghost makes an awful mother, just because she does not care for her foals, though that does not stop her from having them because when her stallion asks, she just doesn't care. she lets him do whatever he pleases. ❞
• past// awful
→ ❝ ghost was born in her fathers' herd, like every other mustang, though the only interaction from him she ever received was beatings. she wasn't pretty enough. she wasn't fast enough. she wasn't smart enough. she wasn't strong enough. ghost became the stallions' own personal punching bag; there for him to take out his frustrations. by the time she had reached one year, the filly was covered in scars from her muzzle to her legs. the colts in the herd all took after their father, and by the time they became yearlings, they picked up on the fact that she was free game. one in particular. he was a little older than the others- not even of her fathers' blood but a different stallion, for his mother was pregnant when she came to the herd. this colt was especially cruel, pestering and abusing her as the young filly went into her first heat cycle. at two years old ghost gave birth to a stillborn, leaving her weak and defeated, too young and unprepared to have carried the foal. days later, she was chased from the herd, kicked at and nipped at by various colts and her father. said stallion- now three years old- had been driven out months earlier, and spent no time claiming ghost as he saw her pushed away. once again, she was beaten and abused and mistreated- always terrified, ever submissive, always cowering. she was always kept on a tight leash with the young stallion- she was not allowed five feet away from him. she was his first mare, and he was so young. so very overly possessive. at the age of three the young mare had given birth to yet another of the stallions' stillborns- igniting his rage. she was shaken and thrashed and beaten, but by this time she simply didn't care. she was cold, distant, uncaring. locked away in her own mind, showing no emotion, letting him do whatever he wanted. she couldn't stop it anyway. just days later she returned to her heat cycle, and once again was made to bare his foal. at three and a half, a massive mustang stud strutted by and laid waste to the young arabian stallion- chasing him off bloodied and beaten, claiming the scarred ghost for himself. he was more gentle, though just as aggressive and demanding. ghost had come to recognize this as common stallion behavior- pushy, abusive, rude, angry. she remained carefully blank- empty, showing no emotion even in the best of times. she gave birth to her first life foal at the age of four years old, before leaving it behind. she did not care anymore, about anything. not the foal. not herself. ghost wandered too far- her stallion did not notice. he left her behind, rounding up his too-large herd and driving them away before she returned. ghost now wanders alone, and has since the end of winter, still distant, cold, uncaring. willing to follow any stallion- allow him to do as she pleases- for she has been warped and bent to the cruel studs' wills. ❞
• description// slim, palomino tobiano, hazel eyes, scarred, 14.1 hands
→ ❝ ghost has the small height of a arabian, the chiseled features and the defined ears, but the stocky build of a lusitanpp. her coat is short, soft, a golden palomino tobiano color- the majority of her body a snowy white while bright golden splashes outline the main curves of her body. her eyes are a glittering, muddy hazel color and she stands at a mere 14.1 hands. the mares' mane is long, thin and silky, a light creamy white; her tail long, brushing her ankles as she walks, the same silky cream. ghost is covered in scars, some thin and unnoticeable, others bold and ragged, disturbing her beautiful features. ❞
• rank// lone mare
→ ❝ ghost has been on her own for some time now, and is a lone mare. ❞
• status// in heat
→ ❝ ghost is in stage three heat, making her drift toward stallions while still not caring one bit. ❞
• herd// none
→ ❝ ghost left her last herd in the dead of night and has not been in one since. ❞
• offspring// roulette
→ ❝ she has had one living foal by the name of roulette dares, the filly should be about two years old now. ❞
• kin// countless
→ ❝ ghost has countless family members, and does not care to remember them. ❞
• other// none
→ ❝ there is not much to her; ghost is a simple mare. ❞

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[size=70][color=#80bfff]rank//[/color] lone mare
[color=#80bfff]age//[/color] five
[color=#80bfff]location//[/color] meadow
[color=#80bfff]mood//[/color] calm
[color=#80bfff]status//[/color] in heat[stage three]
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[size=70][color=#80bfff]███████[/color][color=#000000]████████████████████[/color][color=#80bfff]███████[/color][/size][/left][size=85]empty brown eyes stared at a random point in the distance as the palomino mares' jaw moved, teeth working at the clump of grass she had picked from the earth below her. the mare flicked her scented white tail, ears twitching as she heard other horses calling out in the distance, though she had no thought on the matter. she didn't care if one of them found her, or if she was taken into another herd. it wouldn't change the way ghost lived her life any, shadowing a herd was the same as standing here alone, to her. she generally didn't interact with other horses at all when in a herd, aside from when the annoying studs pestered her about foals. she really didn't care. about anything, really. about other horses, about having foals, about where they went or who took them there. the only time ghost showed any really emotion was when her life was in danger. she would show fear, would feel it. many horses said she was selfish, said she only cared for herself. this was very much true.[/size]

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→ [ ღ Ⓡσυℓєттє ღ ] Ｄⓐяⓔѕ ←

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• name// roulette dares[roulette]
→ ❝ roulette dares. named after her father, russian roulette, and the one thing her mother wished she could be. daring. brave. bold. defensive. roulette came as her natural nickname- and the filly rather likes the sound of it. ❞
• age// two years of age
→ ❝ roulette is young. just a baby at two years old. she is fresh-faced, new to herds, naive. ❞
• gender// mare
→ ❝ roulette is still technically a filly, though she likes to say she is a mare. at any rate, she's a female. ❞
• breed// arabian/mustang/thoroughbred/lusitano
→ ❝ roulette's father was a stocky, muscular mustang/thoroughbred stallion; her mother a little, scarred arabian/lusitano cross, making her a bit of a mixing pot of breeds. ❞
• disposition// quiet, bold, brave, kind, protective, chivalrous, intelligent, thoughtful.
→ ❝ roulette is very bold, very opinionated. while she doesn't talk often, she will let you know what's on her mind with violent gestures and movements. if she doesn't like something, doesn't want to do something, she will be sure to make sure you know it. the young mare is generally kind, thoughtful, intelligent, always thinking things over. always offering a dignified response. she does not have the up-beat, excited, naive energy of most mares her age, though she does take after her adoptive mother. roulette is always the first to spit out a witty remark, to stand up for a foal. being picked on or to face a cruel stallion. she is oddly chivalrous- treating other mares politely and with due respect. humbly. nobly. though, as much roulette tried to avoid it, she often makes enemies. she will regard another horse as they regard her- so she will either be your best friend, that distant acquaintance, or your hated enemy. ❞
• past// odd
→ ❝ roulette was born in the spring- a bit of a late arrival. she does not remember her true mother, just bits and pieces. a patched coat, a scarred face, two empty hazel eyes. her mother left, or rather, was left behind, by her herd when roulette was only two weeks old- though she was taken in by an older mare whim had lost her foal to the cold clutches of winter. roulette modeled herself after the mare- copying her word for word, step for step. roulette looked up to her, and in turn grew to 'inherit' large parts of her personality. despite being abandoned and adopted- the rest of roulette's history is very regular, and there is not much to it, to be honest. she is only two years old, after all. at the beginning of spring, her father drove her out of the herd, and now she wanders, having just entered her first heat cycle. curious and interested- looking for friends and a herd. ❞
• description// dark palomino, brown eyes, 15.1 hands
→ ❝ roulette is exactly one hand taller than her mother, and one hand shorter than her father, standing 15.1 hands at the withers. the young mare took more after her father and her mother- only her long legs and defined ears showing her arabian heritage. she has been called beautiful many times- by her father, her adoptive mother, her siblings. her coat is a lovely, rich, dark palomino color- longer than the average horses by just an inch, though this makes it soft and silky to the touch. roulette has limited markings- a long, bold white blaze, and two snowy white bands around her ankles, and two socks on her hind legs. her mane is naturally wavy, thick, though not very long. it reached just to her shoulder, and is a rich creamy white. her tail is longer, brushing her fetlocks as she walks. unlike her mane, it is tangled and unkept- though the same creamy white. roulette is thus far devoid of any and all scars, her coat smooth and uninterrupted. ❞
• rank// lone mare
→ ❝ roulette has just recently been expelled from her fathers' herd, making her a lone mare. ❞
• status// in heat
→ ❝ having just entered her first heat cycle, roulette is intend in heat, though only faintly. ❞
• herd// none
→ ❝ roulette is alone, no herd and no companions, and while she is not against joining one she may not go willingly, at least not yet. ❞
• offspring// none
→ ❝ roulette has only just entered her first heat cycle- she has not yet been covered and has bore no foals. ❞
• kin// ghost
→ ❝ while roulette has large expanses of relatives, she knows the name of her birth mother, ghost. ❞
• other// none
→ ❝ roulette does not have much to tell- she has not been alive long enough for there to be anything interesting about her. ❞

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[size=70][color=#4040bf]rank//[/color] lone mare
[color=#4040bf]age//[/color] two
[color=#4040bf]location//[/color] meadow
[color=#4040bf]mood//[/color] curious
[color=#4040bf]status//[/color] in heat[stage one]
[color=#4040bf]herd//[/color] --
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[size=70][color=#4040bf]███████[/color][color=#000000]████████████████████[/color][color=#4040bf]███████[/color][/size][/left][size=85]empty brown eyes stared at a random point in the distance as the palomino mares' jaw moved, teeth working at the clump of grass she had picked from the earth below her. the mare flicked her scented white tail, ears twitching as she heard other horses calling out in the distance, though she had no thought on the matter. she didn't care if one of them found her, or if she was taken into another herd. it wouldn't change the way ghost lived her life any, shadowing a herd was the same as standing here alone, to her. she generally didn't interact with other horses at all when in a herd, aside from when the annoying studs pestered her about foals. she really didn't care. about anything, really. about other horses, about having foals, about where they went or who took them there. the only time ghost showed any really emotion was when her life was in danger. she would show fear, would feel it. many horses said she was selfish, said she only cared for herself. this was very much true.[/size]

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