The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Name: Burning Ash
Nickname: Ash
Age: 4 years
Gender: Mare
Breed: Mustang
Personality: Burning Ash is not your average mare. She is better off being a stallion, because that's her personality. She thinks like a stallion, and typically acts like one. She is the definition of 'chill'. Ash is very laid back and is calm in every situation. She is tough, and doesn't necessarily act like a regular mare. She likes to quarrel, and even spar with other horses.
History: Burning Ash grew up being her father's favorite foal. Her father, was laid back and calm, thus where Ash gets her personality from. Her mother on the other hand, was high-strung, frantic and fidgety. The mare spent most of her time at her father's side, growing up with colts, for she was the only filly in that generation. She gets her rough nature from dealing with pesky colts, learning to just embrace it. She left te herd at age 3 and is now searching for a herd.
Height: 14.3 Hands
Sire: Ashton the Great
Dam: Feel the Burn
Foals: N/A
Other: She is a flaxen liver chestnut roan

[dira.]

[@ M A T R Y O S H K A , Sparks had her colt and is now buying time because she doesn't want to go back just to see her colt get killed by Pan!]

[@ Roleplayers with horses in Pan's herd , Ok, so I'm just going to say this even though I know its not important but...don't you think that Blue, Page and pretty much everyone eles is kind of giving Pan a hard time. Sure, the drama was awesome and I think the roleplay needed that, but the constant attacking is quite annoying. I also do believe that one of the rules does state that a mare can not hate a stallion for snaking. Which is almost like what happen, only to a whole herd. Mares may be ticked, annoyed and fumed, they might attack a stallion but not over everything he does that they don't like. Chasing another stallion out of a bachelor/herd is normal, the lead stallion wants his blood lines, only, to be pasted on. Plus, if a foal is not his, if its a filly, he will keep it to breed with, if its a colt, they might kill it or let it live untill he becomes a problem. Its normal! C'est la vie!!! {Its life}[/list]

[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. When her little filly came back and began to suckle the mare nickered to promise and grazed again.

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 as she soon tired. She let off one last gallop then stopped soon just standing there. She had one last bit of energy to burn do she reared a little then tossed her small mane and forelock. Promise then went over to her mother's side and began to suckle.(Sorry if this is short wb)

[Blumenkranz]

(Accepted, and I'll try to make an actual post soon) (Thank you, Mirror for saying that, I feel the same way and even if a mare was mad at a stallion I don't believe she would attack him. Try to go easier on Pan please)

[poddlywoodle.]

{{ i updated my character forms - i got rid of a few and added a few.
note; bullet is not born yet, i wanted to get the form up early so it wouldn't be a hassle when he was born. }}

name: golden morning
nickname: gold
age: eight
gender: male
breed: mustang
personality: gold is a sweetheart and a gentleman, always quick to give his mares what they need. he is very loving, and would do anything for the ones he cares about. golden morning is an intelligent stallion, and always seems to know what to do, with his quick thinking. gold isn't usually violent; he wasn't brought up that way. so if someone were to inflict violence upon him, he might back down if he felt there was no need for it. he tries his best not to use violence, but if put in a position where it was necessary he would do it. gold is a hard worker, and rarely gives up on anything.
history: gold was a lucky colt, being born in the spring. this gave him the advantage of being strong and healthy for the poorer seasons to come. he grew up in quite a big herd, with at least five mares. when he turned two, he and another colt of the herd were kicked out. they stuck together for a year, before being wrangled up and taken to a ranch where they stayed for almost a year - the two four year-olds managed to get out at the time they were being sold. it took a while for them to get accustomed to their old life, but when they did, they parted ways. two years later and golden morning had a herd of his own, until they were taken from him by a pair of hasty young bachelors. finally, he got a mare, but she left him when he was injured by a wolf. gold let his wounds heal and joined a bachelor band, including himself, one other stallion and a mare, surprisingly.
height: fourteen point three hands
sire: little mischief
dam: honey dew
foals: one or two.
other: nope

name: on the edge
nickname: edge
age: seven
gender: male
breed: mustang
personality: edge may be one of the most reckless, carefree horses in the wild. he doesn't have a single care in the world. nobody can put him down - words mean nothing to the stallion. he doesn't mind what anyone thinks of him, and is rarely ever seen without a smile upon his face. some say he never faces his real feelings, but in all honesty, edge simply doesn't see the point in feeling down. he is all about living life to the fullest, never looking back or forward, and just going with the flow of wherever life takes him. edge is a cheeky one, and is always up for a little prank or even just a run around to ease his constantly high energy. he if a bit awkward and goofy, but is a really loving stallion, and would never intentionally harm another mare or foal.
history: edge and his brother were born in the middle of winter, as twins to their mother storm. she barely made it through having twins, but when she did, the rest of the herd tried their hardest to give both storm and her two foals the care and attention they needed. despite being weak at first, all three recovered and made it to see the next season. the two colts were good growing up, and by the time they were two, they left the herd - together. the colts decided that because they were full blood brothers, they would stick with each other, even when they had mares. and that's exactly what they did. by the time both were six years old, both edge and drift had managed to get five mares into their herd, whom they loved dearly. until one unfortunate day, when drift had been injured by a wolf, and an entire bachelor herd stole their mares, as edge couldn't take them all on by himself.
height: fifteen hands
sire: master of disguise
dam: brewing storm
foals: one or two.
other: nope

name: drifting memories
nickname: drift
age: seven
gender: male
breed: mustang
personality: while his brother is a happy-go-lucky spirit, drift is quite the opposite. he is always worrying and is a very cautious stallion, never able to keep himself loose nor calm. there is always something for him to fret over. drift is also very distant, and is usually anti-social and doesn't talk unless spoken to. the stallion can become quite aggressive if provoked, and when he is aggressive he is very violent and harsh. luckily, this side of him is rarely seen. although drift is wary of strangers, once you have gained his trust there is not a horse more loyal and caring as him. but lose that trust, and you will never get it back.
history: drift and his brother were born in the middle of winter, as twins to their mother storm. she barely made it through having twins, but when she did, the rest of the herd tried their hardest to give both storm and her two foals the care and attention they needed. despite being weak at first, all three recovered and made it to see the next season. the two colts were good growing up, and by the time they were two, they left the herd - together. the colts decided that because they were full blood brothers, they would stick with each other, even when they had mares. and that's exactly what they did. by the time both were six years old, both edge and drift had managed to get five mares into their herd, whom they loved dearly. until one unfortunate day, when drift had been injured by a wolf, and an entire bachelor herd stole their mares, as edge couldn't take them all on by himself.
height: fifteen point two hands
sire: master of disguise
dam: brewing storm
foals: a few.
other: nope

name: spirit of the west
nickname: spirit
age: six
gender: male
breed: mustang
personality: although spirit is fairly old now, he still acts like a child. he is young and free-spirited, letting the world fly past him. he is quite laid-back, and doesn't usually freak out in tricky situations. spirit is a joker, and loves to play games. while some see this as care-free, others define it as childish and careless and don't think he is capable of keeping a herd safe. but, in reality, spirit is a strong, reliable stallion that may be childish, but he can get his act together is he needs to.
history: spirit was born in a tiny herd, with only his father, his mother and one other mare, who had not foaled when spirit was born. so, he grew up having to keep himself busy. he would find ways to ease his boredom by hassling the others in his herd, and this is a habit that has stuck. when he turned two years old, his father was happy to push him out of the herd. he found a pair of bachelor stallions and stuck with them for a while, until the three of them took a stallion down and got their herd. the three fought for who would have the herd for themselves, and spirit, being the youngest, lost. he carried on by himself and even had a few little mares of his own, but this did not last long, as soon a pair of wranglers rounded them up and left spirit and one of his mares, who left him thinking it was his fault that the rest of the herd had been captured. he managed to get two mares, dakota and winter, on his journeys.
height: fifteen hands
sire: wild west
dam: gracie
foals: none
other: --

name: stormy cloud
nickname: cloud
age: five
gender: female
breed: mustang
personality: stormy cloud is an energetic mare, always moving around or doing something. she hates to be unproductive and lazy, and on the occasion that she is injured or even tired after a long days' traveling, she will still have the energy to have a canter or a buck. hyper-activity is in her nature. cloud is a happy-go-lucky mare, hardly ever in a bad mood unless someone does something that displeases her. she is quite the joker, and is rarely afraid to make a fool of herself.
history: cloud lived with her mother, a handful of other mares, and her father, the lead stallion. she had plenty of siblings to play with and grow with, but by the time she was three and her siblings had matured, she was still as playful as she had been two years before. luckily, she soon grew out of her childish stage, but was still very energetic, always running about and drawing attention to herself while she traveled with her half-sisters, the other fillies from her old herd. the four of them stayed out of harm's way for a year, until stormy cloud decided life was too boring doing the same thing with the same horses, so she left, eager to find a new herd, which she did - tidal redemption's.
height: fourteen point nine hands
sire: silent demon
dam: sweet nothing
foals: none yet.
other: --

name: ricochet
nickname: ric
age: six
gender: female
breed: mustang
personality: ricochet is a sweet mare, kind and loving towards those around her. she is more of a lean back, let life happen kind of mare, and is not at all dominant. in fact, she is much more of a follower, doing what she is told, no questions asked. in this way, ricochet is the sort of mare that doesn't step out of line, follows the rules, and doesn't talk back - so sensitive and almost cowardly. she can be a little cautious around strangers, but once she has the chance to get to know you she will warm up and show her true self.
history: there is nothing special about ric's past; she grew up in a normal herd and lived a normal life. just like normal, she left her herd at the age of three, and soon found a new herd. only recently did she leave this herd when the stallion was overthrown by and older one, looking for more mares. ricochet disliked his attitude, so got away before he could get to her, living the life of a lone mare, until joining frost's herd.
height: fourteen point six hands.
sire: mister nice guy
dam: hallelujah
foals: one; icy bullet.
other: nope

name: icy bullet
nickname: bullet
age: born
gender: male
breed: mustang, with a small amount of andalusian.
personality: with a kind, gentle mother and a spunky, headstrong stallion, bullet's temperament was drawn in the middle. he is a generally sweet and calm horse, but should he need to bullet can be come extremely aggressive and protective. like his father, bullet is brave and courageous, but has a big pride; if he does something wrong, he can become a lot more upset than he needs to, because he cares what others think of him and he hates to make mistakes. lastly, bullet is a careful stallion, and is quick to assess his surroundings before doing anything. he is a quick learner and is almost always focused.
history: will add.
height: fourteen point nine hands {will be}
sire: frozen on the surface
dam: ricochet
foals: none yet
other: nothing

[Blumenkranz]

(Accepted, though can you tell me which characters were removed please? c:)

[poddlywoodle.]

sunset boulevard (stallion), haunted memories (mare), cupid's arrow (mare). thank you c:

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nicknamed gold

age; eight

gender; stallion

mares; tba.

tags; pride, cerberus

ooc; c:

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G O L D E N M O R N I N G
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golden morning sighed, letting his eyes change from sorrowful to sweet, accepting the mare's outstretched neck by stretching out his own, brushing his velvety muzzle against hers. his gently flared nostrils caught cerberus' faint scent as she swished her tail, but he chose to ignore it, knowing there was no point trying anything on her. when the appaloosa dropped her head to graze, gold rubbed his muzzle over her back, nibbling her loose fur. now that spring was here, the horses' winter coats were shedding to welcome the warmer climate.

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nicknamed spirit

age; six

gender; stallion

mares; winter, dakota

tags; winter, dakota

ooc; x

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S P I R I T O F T H E W E S T
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spirit slowed down and returned to dakota as his sides began heaving after his second run of the day. it tired him, but they were opportunities not to miss. he playfully nosed winter as his hooves took him to stand beside dakota, who swished her lightly scented tail. spirit was happy, knowing both of his mares were in heat, but he would wait for it to grow stronger before asking. the stallion watched as dakota took dominance over winter, who seemed happy - from the day he had been with winter she had disliked leadership and now she had it off of her back, spirit guessed she was glad. the buckskin dropped his head to graze, waiting to see what dakota would do with her new leadership.

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nicknamed edge

age; seven

gender; stallion

mares; tba.

tags; drift

ooc;

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O N T H E E D G E
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it seemed like only yesterday edge and his brother had been the stallions of a large herd. all that had been taken away from them when a bachelor herd had attacked when only edge was capable of fighting back. it made the stallion think it was his fault that everything had turned out the way that it had, but he pushed away the thought. edge walked alongside his twin brother, their dappled shoulders barely touching as they moved across the land in search for, well, anyone. suddenly, drift cantered ahead of edge, seeing something in the distance. edge was quick to follow behind, tail flailing in the gentle breeze.

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nicknamed drift

age; seven

gender; stallion

mares; tba.

tags; edge

ooc; you still keen to
do this, @sorakami?

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D R I F T I N G M E M OR I E S
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drift had his head high and his ears pricked as he walked closely beside edge, his brother. the stallion was on the lookout, eyes darting to every single sound he heard, every single movement in the long green grass. finally, his flared nostrils picked up the scent of mares, many mares, but also a few stallions. he would take his chances. cantering ahead of edge, drift flew past his brother to see a gigantic herd, with grumpy, bustling mares looking towards a single stallion, who appeared to be a part of the herd. a wave of disgust washed across his noble face as he realised that these stallions had probably taken over this herd, just as drift and his brothers' herd had been. drifting memories made no move to approach, and simply watched from a distance, muscles tense underneath his dappled coat.

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nicknamed cloud

age; five

gender; mare

stallion; tidal redemption.

tags; herd

ooc; x

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S T O R M Y C L O U D
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cloud saw the change in mew's strides as she moved along quicker, obviously noticing cloud's energy. while tidal behind them gave his knowledge to mew's daughter, eevee, stormy cloud thrashed her scented tail and inched her legs into a canter, muscles quivering as she held back the urge to gallop ahead with a shrill whinny. instead, she snorted, dropping her head to let out the tiniest buck before inching her pace out more, running alongside the black mare.

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nicknamed ric

age; six

gender; mare

stallion; frost

tags; herd

ooc; x

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R I C O C H E T
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after resting for a while, ricochet opened her warm brown eyes and moved around the herd, making small movements as she picked out the best-looking grass to fill herself up on for the good season. the heat of the sun bore down on her white and palomino back, and her throat itched for water, so she finally made the move to the lead mare, giving a hoarse whicker as an asking to search for a source of water or shade.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Frost goes into a trot, away from the filly. As much as he enjoyed making his daughter happy, he count wait until she grew tired. All of this senseless moving around was distrctong him from watching over his herd. Plus, he wanted to spend more time with the mares that he doesn't frequently stand by, such a Hope, or especially Breeze and Whisper.

Sun gave a nervous nicker as Pam nipped her. Dropping her head low, she silently obeyed. Unlike the other mares, she didn't know Grim well enough to want to be a part of his herd, he just wanted to run free once again. The Akhal-Teke stretched her head towards the Pandemic, offering a bit of kindness that might lighten his sour mood.

Echo grazed for a while, satisfying her hunger before lifting her head. Infinity nosed her side to nurse, but Echo gave her yearling a gentle nip and a nudge, as she began to wean her foal. She let out a nicker to the herd, informing te transportation of the herd. With that, the Tobiano was off, trotting at a steady, but cautious speed, ears swiveling in every direction. Infinity followed her mother, trotting beside her rump. The Tobiano yearling was beginning to fill into the shape of a gypsy Vanner. She was developing feathering around her hooves, and her mane and tail began to grow thicker and longer.

Throwing her head up in surprise, Winter quickly calmed down realizing what was going on. She let outa relaxed sigh, relieved to have the pressure if lead mare off her back. She bent her head down in submission, before bumping her nose against Dakota's chest respectively. She happily swiveled her ears, gatefully glad to be the carefree mare she had been efore she was given the dominant role.

Ash wandered the land, traveling at a smooth canter as she skimmed across the ground. Feeling her mouth grow dry, she slowed by a waterhole, her sides gently panting as she regained her breath. She plunged her muzzle into the cool water, gratefully enjoying the refreshing taste it put in Ash's mouth. Deciding that she had drank enough. She let out a rear, whinnying to the sky, proudly. Instead of picking up the speed again, Ash dropped her head and grazed, unwavered by the fact that she was in heat.

[Blumenkranz]

(Okay thank you c:) (I will be posting for the others soon but here is what I have now)

Asuna wasn't paying too much attention to the horses around her, she didn't know any of the mares that once belonged to Pride, only the once that were once with Ace. They were all with Pan and the other younger males now, and there was nothing the could do about it. Asuna missed Ace, she was a bit unhappy that she was she separated from him and now she was with another male. She felt neutral about Pan, she hadn't really interacted with him so she didn't know what she should think, it was the same for Grim. She was wary around Garry as the stallion had threatened her earlier but she didn't care much for Garry as the young male was only about three years old. The mare grazed and thought quietly, Olivia was grazing by her mother's side while Venus looked around, wanting to play with someone.

Pride was grazing near where Cerberus and Gold were standing, rather relaxed at the moment. It was spring and mares were going into heat, and that included Cerberus. She wasn't in one of her last stages so her scent was very faint, but it would grow stronger as time passed and that would cause trouble. Pride and Gold would possibly fight over the mare, though right now Pride wasn't thinking about that. The mustang was calm, and his leg had healed so he was no longer sore or lame.

Thunder was standing near the herd, simply watching over the mares, though something caught his attention. He flicked his ears and turned his head slightly so he could see what was going on. He saw two horses, stallions, who were bachelors by the look of it. Where they a threat? He didn't know, but they were watching the herd. He stayed where he was but nickered to Grim and Pan, warning them of the unfamiliar stallions.

[♥ soft]

mew & eevee
tags; tidal, cloud & herd
lead mare & filly
black & bay tobiano
15.1hh & 15.3hh hybrids
tidal redemption's herd ♥

Mew flicked an ear back, acknowledging the chatter going on behind her. Listening to them for a moment, she was again reminded of how lucky she was to have such a kind and wise stallion. Mew’s father had a large herd and though he divided his time between his children and mares equally she spent more of her younger years exploring the islands with her grandfather. Mew had learnt a lot from the dark stallion and was glad that it was her daughter’s turn to learn the ways of their world.

Mew noticed that Cloud had begun to gain on her. She could tell that Cloud was used to setting her own pace. Mew flicked her ears back. Now was not the time for a race – that could happen when they had found somewhere safe to graze. When Cloud was alongside her Mew swiftly reached over and nipped the grey mare, telling her to settle down. “You can run to your heart’s content when we get there, but first we have to get there safely,” she nickered.

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Eevee was glad to be moving, too. She could let out all of the energy that had pent up while she was playing the perfect daughter. Though it was frustrating containing herself she had not forgotten the gentle nip that her father had once given her to settle down. When he had looked at her again today, this time with a look of affection, she knew it was worth it.

Eevee nickered softly, both surprised and excited – she was such a daddy’s girl – to find her father striding alongside her. She wondered if it was the result of her good behaviour before. She soon realised that it was her turn to receive a lesson in the ways of the world. The yearling pricked her ears and listened quietly, sensing that it was important. She hadn’t received the ‘this is what a young man might want from you one day’ talk from her mother so it was surprising to hear her father talk about the role of subordinates. If she had eyebrows they would have shot up. Still, this was the world that she lived in. When Tidal paused she nodded.

Next the yearling was educated on the role of lead mare. Eevee looked at Mew, striding ahead with her head held high and her tail streaming out behind her. Naturally, Eevee would begin to mimic this behaviour to a degree but the role had yet to interest her. For now she was simply proud of her mother and admired her for looking after the herd in Geyser’s absence.

Eevee felt that some kind of response was required from her and nodded again, showing that she was paying attention. She was devouring all of the information her father was giving her. Dog was a rank that interested her – not personally, of course. She was thinking of her brother, Sebastian. She looked over at the chestnut colt, smiling. If Sebastian stayed as a dog she wouldn’t have to say goodbye to him so soon. Of course, that would mean sacrificing his own chance to gain a herd. She couldn’t imagine him taking mares from his father. Her excitement over the idea dissipated. Eevee looked back to her father, meeting his eyes, conflicted.

Eevee was glad that they were different. She looked at her mother again, grateful that the black mare wouldn't need to be a tyrant in this herd to keep her position – not that she didn't have the potential to be when needed. Eevee preferred the bubbly, bright Mew that cared for everyone rather than the typical aggressive, fierce lead mare that Tidal described. Eevee enjoyed their family – that’s what it was, one little family. She would have to roll with whatever cards fate dealt her when it came the time for her to leave. When her father asked her what she thought she mentally froze. She had taken in so much information that she needed a moment to process it all, an adorable quizzical look crossing her face. When the mental fog finally cleared she smiled, “Thanks for preparing me, dad,” she was truly grateful, “It doesn’t seem so scary now”.

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Mew recognised the entrance to the valley in the distance. Her eyes lit up. “Finally,” she snorted, smiling at Cloud. The black mare arched her short neck, holding it slightly in Cloud's direction. It was a visual cue to the grey mare that Mew was going to slow down a little. Mew remembered that Tidal had wanted to inspect the entrance himself to make sure that it was safe. She flicked her ears back, listening to the conversation. It made her smile hearing the happiness and sincerity in her daughter's voice. When there was a lull in the conversation Mew slowed to a trot and whinnied to Tidal.