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▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬Magpie▬▬▬▬Name: Magpie
Nickname: Maggie, Mags
Age: 6 months
Gender: Female - Filly
Breed: Fell Pony
Coat Colour: Black
Tagged: Obsidian, Kiona
Where: A meadow
Feeling: Mixed emotions
Song: DNA - Little Mix
Magpie looked from the stallion to the mare, and back to the stallion. She looked a little comical; her head moving to and fro and to and fro. For a moment, Mags thought of turning and running. But her conscience got the better of her. He called you over here for a reason, so stop being stupid and anti-social and damn right rude! her inner thoughts screamed. Tentatively, the young Fell filly watched as the gentle stallion greeted her, stretching his neck so that they could see eye to eye. After swallowing and plucking up what little courage a young pony of her age can possible have, Maggie cleared her throat.
"H...H...Hello," she stammered, overwhelmed with shyness. The breeze wove it's fingers through her mane and tail, whispering words of encouragement in Magpie's ears. The young filly breathed out, relieved at being able to muster words out of her mouth. Shyly, Magpie started to paw her hoof on the ground; her dark eyes constantly flicking from the stallion to the mare to the floor...▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬Radical Gestures▬▬▬▬Name: Radical Gestures
Nickname: Raddie
Age: 5 years old
Gender: Female - Mare
Breed: Arabian
Coat Colour: Fleabitten Grey
In heat?: In the first stage
Tagged: No one
Where: By one of the rivers
Feeling: Sad
Song: If You Could See Me Now - The Script
Radical Gestures stood in the shade of an oak tree, a couple of metres away from the bank of the river. Today, the waters were calm - making a change from the fast flowing snake like rapids they usually looked like. Sighing, the fleabitten grey mare walked out of the darkness of the shade and into the sunlight, heading towards the river. She descended the bank, and walked a little way into the water - allowing the water to wash over her hooves. Raddie lowered her head to drink, flicking her tail at the flies. She opened her eyes, and looked into the water. A sadness swept over her heart, turning it into stone. Her reflection reminded her so much of her colt Night Storm, before he died tragically. If horses could cry, Raddie would be in tears. Pulling a sad smile, the Arabian mare pulled her head from the water; water droplets falling from her muzzle. The mare turned her gaze to the river. Perhaps the water will disguise my heat smell for a while...she thought to herself, and waded through the water down river. Radical Gestures had no intention of becoming pregnant when she was still grieving. A stallion that was kind and respectful enough to see that would win Radical Gesture's heart...▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬Defying Gravity▬▬▬▬Name: Defying Gravity
Nickname: None yet
Age: 4 years old
Gender: Male - Stallion
Breed: Mustang X Thoroughbred
Coat Colour: Bay
Tagged: No one
Where: The plain
Feeling: Exhilarated
Song: Wings - Little Mix
Defying Gravity stood squarely, looking at the plain. It was empty of other horses, so he wouldn't need to worry about his speed... This time any way! The buzzard above cried out; and in an answer, the bay stallion let out a whinny. Then, he lifted himself up onto his strong back legs, kicking out with his front ones. In an effort to look powerful, Defying Gravity came crashing down onto the ground and launched himself out. His legs pushed him metres in every stride. Defying Gravity's untrimmed mane flowed behind him - looking like a was banner. The buzzard glided effortlessly above his head, and the stallion followed it's every move. Through his dark eyes, Defying Gravity spotted a log a few hundred metres in front of him. Shaking his head, he picked up the pace. As soon as he was close enough, the stallion leapt off of the ground and soared over the log - looking like he was flying! When he landed, Defying Gravity turned in a tight circle; slowly going back down his paces to let his muscles cool off. When he was at a bouncing trot, the buzzard returned; sitting in the tree a couple of metres to the left of the bay thoroughbred cross.
"They don't call me Defying Gravity for nothing!" the stallion spoke to the buzzard in a jokey manner. Although he had tremendous speed, the stallion couldn't keep it up for longer than 10 minutes. And out here, stamina is everything. After letting his heart rate decrease back to normal, Defying Gravity trotted off, holding his tail up high...
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