The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Frost stepped back slightly in surprise, as Ric had guessed his motives already. Clearly she wanted a foal, for her rump in Frost's face was practically saying 'Please cover me.' Frost let out another deep bellow, bumping his nose against Ric's rump, rubbing the base of her tail. Knowing that she wouldn't really need to be asked fir permission, tge blue roan gave her an encouraging nuzzle, before mounting her. (Fade)

Winter perked her ears as Spirit approached and rubbed his muzzle against her coat. She let out a comfortable nicker, lipping at his cheek. She grazed for a while, before letting out a small rear. She began to trot around the herd, muscles rippling as she stretched her stuff limbs. Her head bobbed as she trotted, synchronized with the thud of her hooves against the ground.

[hortus]

Windy Night [Windy]
Mare | Frost's herd | in heat stage 1 | 5 | tagged herd
The mare smiled looking at frost and promise. When promise bolted off and galloped around them with a sudden energy she watched with happiness. It was cute how the little filly ran, graceful fast and yet still a little wobbly. When her filly came back she lipped promise's mane and nickered to her. When the small filly began to suckle the mare grazed and flicked her tail at the pesky flies.

Electric Wind [Electra]
Filly | Frost's herd | 1 year | tagged herd
Electric wind grazed, flicking her medium sized unscented tail. As she grew older, since she was now a yearling, Electric wind began to learn new things. Her head perked up as she watched her mother leave the herd, but she knew it was for a good reason. Electric wind didn't really know how much time passed, but it was a long time, until she finally saw her mother coming back to the herd with the new edition Promise. When breeze came up to her, she bobbed her head in excitement. Electric wind started to canter in circles around breeze. She may be a year old but she still seemed to have all of the energy in the world.

Promise
Filly | Frot's herd | newborn | tagged herd
The little filly neighed to her father when he nudged her. She tossed her small mane then ran around her mother with a sudden bolt of energy. She tossed her small mane and forelock then neighed a cute little neigh.The small filly flicked her small fuzzy tail and trotted up to he mother to suckle.
(Sorry Wb)

[cheshire.]

[ hehe, quotes? ]

[poddlywoodle.]

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nicknamed gold

age; seven

gender; stallion

mares; tba.

tags; pride, cerberus

ooc;

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G O L D E N M O R N I N G
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gold watched cerberus from the corner of his eye as he grazed, glad to have winter over. the grass tasted sweet and fresh, certainly more so than the bark he and cerberus had shared during the previous season. his wounds had healed nicely, but there were still scars, showing up on his hind legs like pale, golden raindrops. watching the appaloosa mare, he could tell she was desperate to leave the pair of bachelors, and live her life alone yet again, gold didn't understand how someone could be so happy if there was nobody to share their life with. loneliness was one thing golden morning could not handle. the stallion nickered quietly to her, eyes big and bright, yet filled with sadness.

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nicknamed cloud

age; four

gender; mare

stallion; tidal

tags; tidal, herd

ooc; x

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S T O R M Y C L O U D
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cloud listened contently to the mare and stallion as they planned, making sure the herd was safe on their journey. cloud couldn't help but smile to herself; since she was young, she had no experience in moving a herd or being such a leader as mew was set out to be. cloud admired her, and tidal, and the rest of the herd as well. the dappled mare repeatedly told herself how lucky she had been to end up here. swishing her scented tail, cloud quickly followed after the black mare as she headed for the valley. even though her legs itched to run ahead, she kept them slow, deciding a bouncy trot would suffice her energy.

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nicknamed spirit

age; five

gender; stallion

mares; winter, dakota

tags; winter, dakota

ooc; c:

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S P I R I T O F T H E W E S T
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spirit liked the energy that had formed inside of winter. his ears pricked as the marwari set off, circling the stallion and the mare beside him. {{ p.s;; where is dakota's rper? }} spirit pushed himself into a quick canter, moving until he was beside the dappled grey. the buckskin reared and neighed proudly, stretching his forelegs as the pierced the air. he was happy to have someone to join him on his release of energy, but knew that winter simply needed to ease her condensed muscles, after a long and painful winter.

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nicknamed ric

age; five

gender; mare

stallion; frost

tags; herd, frost

ooc; x

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R I C O C H E T
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ricochet closed her eyes as she felt his body, fading. when he left her, ricochet turned to face him and nickered happily, pulling at the roan's mane playfully. she guessed that the stallion still wanted to examine his new foal, so ric nosed him towards the filly that was awkwardly running, still learning how to be steady on her small, delicate hooves. she waited for him to go, dropping her head to graze. eventually she would be feeding for two, so the paint wanted to get a head start.

[dira.]

name-Sparks Fly|
age-7|
gender-Mare|
height-17.0 HH|
herd-Pan's|
status-Heat 1|
tagged-Her herd|

Sparks nickered softly to Grim, debating if she should go over. Though a sudden kick made her wince in pain. The mare snorted as she walked off into the trees, glancing a few times at Pan. The mare made sure to take a detour and go to Grim and her new lead mare. With a slight nuzzle to the stallion and a dip of her head to Page, she continued on. After finding a small clearing in the woods, the heavily pregnant mare laid down and........fade...unfade........ The small colt lay on the ground, peering up at his now standing mother. Sparks looked over the colt, he had kept his mothers sabino white markings, but had inherited his fathers black base. His eyes remained like his mothers, blue on the right, brown on the left.

A noisy sequel escaped from the unnamed colt as his mother lowered her head to his eye sight. " Hello there " spoke the mare with a friendly tone, " I will name you Cry Wolf, or Wolf for short "

[Over the Moon]

Winter's Mystery:
Mystery sighed, deflating a bit. She knew Grim was right, but it angered her that she couldn't make any good friends without the fear of being separated from them. She lowered her head to the stallion, showing her acceptance of his words. "I suppose you are right, Grim." The filly murmured. "It just upsets me that there must be allies and enemies. Why can't we all just be friends?" She pawed the ground slightly, preparing to go greet the new fillies. She nudged Astria. "Should we go introduce ourselves?"
Blue Moon:
Blue shook her mane, giving Grim a good-natured smile. "I'm sorry about Mystery; she just holds grudges. And yes, I was kind of expecting that answer." She nickered. The blue roan had grown closer to the stallion in the season they had spent together, and she was no longer angry at him for threatening Mystery. Pandemic, however, was another story. She had listen to him insult Pride as he used others to steal his family. She would never be loyal to that horrible stallion. Speaking of, she watched warily as he charged down from the mound he seemed to think of as a throne. She tensed as he rushed towards Grim and began driving the younger stallion away. Blue whinnied in distress, answering Grim's lonely call. She paced the edges of the band, nickering to Grim every few steps. She wanted to go to him, to ask him why only he was being driven away, but she knew she would be punished by Pandemic. Pandemic. The evil stallion returned to Blue's thoughts and she turned, lashing out at him with hooves, teeth, and words. "Why did you drive him away? Because he was being kind to us? Because he was better then you?" She stopped her attack, glaring at Pan's jealousy-filled eyes. "This is exactly why your mares hate you." With that she turned, walking back to Mystery with yet another nicker to Grim.
((Nooo! Grim! D: Page and Blue will get him back. ))

[♥ soft]

{ if i don't fall asleep - i had a loooong prac day - i'll post since after tonight i won't be able to post until friday night c: please don't be disappointed if i fall asleep though ;~;" }

[toothless,]

(Sorry. WB.)

Dakota watched Spirit curiously. She occasionally walked to a new patch of grass, tail flicking. She them looked up and nickered softly to him.

[frostykitty]

(anything new in triumph's heard?)

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

(Not really, except everyone is a year older because it is now spring :3)

Frost dint want to leave Ric, for he felt as I he hadn't given her enough attention. He let outa sigh as she nudged him towards Promise. He bumped his muzzle against her's, before turning towards his newborn. He let out a playful nicker to Promise, and gave her a nudge before walking away, trying to provoke the filly into chasing him.

Winter felt Spirit running beside her. She let her hooves flue into the air with excitement, unleashing energetic bucks. A high pitched nicker escaped her throat, which sounded more like a squeal. The mare ran some more, until she slowed, chest heaving slightly. She looked over at Spirit, watching him thrash his hooves. He happily looked onwards Dakota, wondering if the other mare would take over as lead, for Winter didn't want to be lead mare.