Don't Look Back II Wild Horse RP II Semi-Lit (New Acepting!)

[ryukrem]

Taken Chances
Chance wondered slowly around the land. His head was hung low just in case he came across any herds. He didn't want to seem like a threat. After a while he found a couple horses and a foal. He whinnied to them, hoping they would allow him to greet them

{sorry wb, just getting him started.}

[❄ winter is coming ❄]

[ Thanks c: anyone feel like bumping into Merlin? ]

B l a c k - M a g i c

➳ Pricking her ear's forward her nostrils flared as her eyes darted around wildly. A loud drumming short, passing through her nose into the warming air. She corrected her stance her hoofs sinking vaguely in the sand, as the sun baked down at her black hide. There was a rather faint breeze, tugging at her mane and tail, flicking it off into a different direction from her frozen pose. The muscles twitched sending a light ripple across her sheen coat, as her hazel eyes glared at the land before her. Green grass and lakes where near - a welcoming site to even thee. Her ears lay pricked forward as she changed her stance now about to bolt forward across the sandy dessert ahead of her towards the welcoming water to quench her first. Taking her favored leg first - the distinctive one with a white sock - she took a step forward, her hind legs lastly kicking a cloud of dust into the air as she galloped across the sand. Merlin was used to running across sand - she was trained too. Though she even knew a wrong step, a twist and a turn would be the end to everything in her life. Merlin, now galloped effortlessly across the sand, a cloud of dust thrown up into the sky as she made rather quick progress of the terrain in front of her. One leg after another, a split second on one off, then all of them up out in flight. It was a heart beat motion. Her feet creating a thundering sound in her wake.

As the ground now placed on show blades of grass through the sand she slowed to a canter, her tail whisking like a flag behind her. Her ears pricked to a side, then forward alerted by the caw of a crow. She looked in it's direction, snorting loudly partly from her gallop over here. She slowed to a trot, her gaze picking up the trail of water rolling smoothly over black rocks. Lowering her neck she sniffed the water tentatively, before following where it was heading. Breaking out into a gallop again, her hoof beats now louder than before, not having sand to hush out parts of her movements. The stream that she followed butted out into a river, where it then collected in a large lake. She sniffed, before quickly stopping in her tracks skidding, flicking small rocks and stand into the air. Merlin stood, eyeing the river of water down the bank, shadowed by trees. It was quiet here. Which was how she liked it sometimes. She padded to the waters edge, allowing shade from a tall tree to blanket her quietly before blossoming her out into sun light. Lowering her neck she drank quietly from the cool water that hit the back of her throat soothingly. Her ears flicked upwards, on alert.

[dakotaawolven]

[Sorry, Its been busy here. I had a lot of homework and then yesterday I was with my art teacher all day in the park and we did a drawing of this old building. Just sorry for not posting.]

{ Lives in the Woods }

Gender; Stallion
Age; 6 years
Breed; Clydesdale
Crush/Mares; Crushing on Kestrel
Mood; Happy, Questioning

Woods smiled to Kestrel. Unable to really get a word in to the conversation he realized her bond with the filly. As they pranced around he smiled letting out a quiet whinny stomping his legs to them. When Kestrel nibbled his mane he nuzzled her back softly before tossing his head back. The Clydesdale stallion smiled at the two females. Really he wouldn't mind, in fact he would be happy if him and Kestrel adopted Clover. He smiled before nuzzling the filly softly and looking over at the mare. (Wb)

{ A K e s t r e l ' s D r e a m }
{Nickname→Kestrel, Kes}
{Gender→♀}
{Age→7 years}
{Crush→Woods}
{Mate→Woods? Maybe?}
{Feeling→Hopeful, Happy, Nervous}

Kestrel looked longingly at the filly and stallions. She smiled and nuzzled the filly. "We could be a family, couldn't we, Woods?" she asked softly. The dark mare hoped they could be a family. It would be the first time in a while, but she really liked Woods. Kestrel smiled and shook out her mane. Her heart fluttered wildly in her chest. She was nervous. Very nervous. But, this could be her chance for a new start. She lowered her head to graze a little before looking back up at Woods with soft, warm eyes. "We could, couldn't we?" she said again, softer.

[ryukrem]

Taken Chances
Chance wondered slowly around the land. His head was hung low just in case he came across any herds. He didn't want to seem like a threat. After a while he found a couple horses and a foal. He whinnied to them, hoping they would allow him to greet them

{sorry wb, just getting him started.}

[paw;]

{ Lives in the Woods }

Gender; Stallion
Age; 6 years
Breed; Clydesdale
Crush/Mares; Crushing on Kestrel
Mood; Happy, Excited

Woods smiled to Kestrel and Clover, "Yes, of course we could be a family." He nickered to Kestrel as he moved some of her mane that was dropping over her forelock back to hanging down her neck with the rest. He smiled before nuzzling the filly and turning around to take a drink of water. He heard a whinny from a different horse and he sent a happy whinny back before bending down to drink more water. When he turned around he did it in a almost prance. His ears were even more perked now that he had others to protect again. And it made him happy, very happy. He wasn't going to be wondering alone any more, now he had two beautiful mares to be with.

[Well, I have Sacred Dancer a mare? c:]

[ryukrem]

The stiff ol stallion slowly trotted down to them, nose down, grazing the ground with his muzzle. He dropped one ear and kept another forward, just in case. As he reached them he slowly lifted up his head and halted, his muzzle vibrated as he let out a nicker. "Hello all," he said, dropping a knee and giving a bow, something he was taught as a young child before he was taken away. He got up, bones cracking, and winced a little before shaking himself out.

[Hearts and Horses]

Red grazed quietly in the meadow. She swished out her tail and then looked around before returning to the green grass. The chestnut mare whom wore a white blaze and 4 white socks stood in the meadow by the stream under a large weeping willow tree. SHe shook out her mane and continued to graze quietly, swishing her strongly scented tail now and then.

Alixir grazed quietly and then looked up and around before picking up a canter, she zoomed alongside the river, happily cantering, her tail up high in the air as she galloped, her scent going everywhere thanks to this.


(sorry WB)

[❄ winter is coming ❄]

[ Yeah sure, I don't mind ]

[c a v a l i a.]

G r e e t i n g s F r i e n d s M y N a m e I s "M o o n"

☾ Age ☾ 5 years ☾
☾ Breed ☾ Pinto/Paint ☾
☾ Gender ☾ Mare (female) ☾
☾Herd? ☾ I'm a loner, but I will join any herd that welcomes me ☾
☾ Body Build ☾ As you can see i'm quite a large horse, I have lots of muscle from all the rodeos my horrid owner put me in ☾
☾ Looks ☾ I'm a dark brown (nearly black) pinto with of course white marks on me. In the sunlight my brown splotches look a lighter brown than they really are, but thats only in the warm sun. My coat is very smooth and silky and my mane and tail are very long as it has grown out and nobody really took care of me properly. I'm just over 16 hands in height which means i'm a very big horse. ☾

☾ Personality ☾ With Extras ☾
Despite being rode carelessly and with force, I am a sweet and kind mare that doesn't like to fight when it is not needed. Because i'm a softy at heart, I do tend to be taken advantage of but when I figure out I am (which is quite quickly) I will snap at you very aggressively and I will turn against you. I am very tough, tough at heart and at nature. I only tell the truth and speak of the truth which makes me tough as some horses can't handle the truth very well. I'm always alert and on constant look out for humans and they're tamed at birth horses (god they annoy me). As for being ridden, I say good luck trying to put a bridle and saddle on this mare, I snap I bite and I kick out at anyone who tries to touch me, coax me or do anything to get near me. And when stallions are trying to get me, well watch out I will not be afraid to stand up for myself.

As for physical things, I love to run and jump. I often go through the desert at night and run my fastest along the endless stretches of sand. I try turn anything into a jump, logs, small cactuses and even rocks. Anything that will make me jump through the air. Because i'm a paint/Pinto, i'm quite different and weird to others because i'm a colour breed and my colour is weird. If you think my coat colour is weird why don't you take a look at an appaloosa!...ehehe...yeah appaloosa. I have bundles of energy and I love like I said before to run. Running is my most favourite thing in the world, not to run from something but to run and feel the world underneath your feet and the wind in your mane its just a feeling you can't describe.



☾History ☾ Friends ☾ Family ☾
My family were born and bred into the wild just as I was, it was a sunny warm night before I was taken. My father had agreed to stay with my mother and I for a while and leave his herd in the care of his most trusted stallion. We all ran along the endless stretches of sand during that night when we saw lights coming over the hills. They came towards us quickly and we had to move, we ran. Our family was being chased by men on horseback and hounds. Being a foal, I wasn't that quick and lagged behind a bit. My mother and father tried protecting me but we were separated. My mother was too old to ride I remember one saying and they commanded the dogs to take her down. I watched helplessly, as my mother was mauled by dogs. My father, attacked them endlessly, and wouldn't give up. When we got back my father was broken in, and he was like a zombie. He basically rejected me and everything around him. One day a truck came and collected him and I never saw him again. I guess he went to a better home than the one I stayed in, but now being older I realize he wasn't going anywhere except in someones...yes I'm pretty sure my father was sold to a butcher. I was most utterly depressed and since being a foal I was most angry. I would lash out at anyone that came near me, even horses. So now I have been trying to relax and calm myself, being free and all.

☾Love Life ☾ Family ☾ Friends ☾
☾ Crush ☾ None ☾
☾ Mate ☾ None ☾
☾ foal ☾ None ☾
☾ Friends? ☾ None ☾
☾ Family ☾ Dead, murdered by those two-legged freaks of nature ☾


- Might make another character, still thinking about it though -

[c a v a l i a.]

- is this dead? -