The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[Blumenkranz]

(Yay! I'm glad to see that your back! I will be posting soonish, I have finals coming up so I need to study) (I think we should have the fight between Warrior and Robin end soon, it's been going on for a long time so we should decide on a winner)

[Dark Moon]

By now, Moon had grown used to Gladiator, maybe even liked him now. Her hoof had healed and now that it was spring, the little chocolate brown mare was in heat. As Doe was right next to her, she was able to hear every word uttered. As Gladiator reminded them of the bachelor herd that had been ganging up on stallions, Moon felt a shudder of fear ripple through her spine. Any mention of the bachelors sent terror shooting through her veins. Seeking comfort, she stepped closer to Allayo, her scented tail flicking.

[grapejuice]

Name;; Gladiator
Age;; Nine
Gender;; Stallion
Status;; Vigilant
Herd;; Doe, Allayo, Half-Moon

After having said what he needed to, the large draft stood close to his lead mare, gently lipping at her neck and nibbling her fur. Spring was coming along now, and their fuzzy winter coats would soon be shed, and then used as nest lining by birds. None of the horses would look like fluffy little plush toys anymore, but sleek and hardy survivors, who'd managed through yet another harsh winter. Gator glanced over to Moon, who'd approached his lead mare, seeking comfort, and sighed. The little mare had come a long way since the day he'd met her. Her hoof had healed up nicely, and she seemed rather comfortable and secure in this tiny band. She seemed happy now, with her two friends and the large stallion. He'd caught a whiff of her heat scent, and gave a snort, reaching out his muzzle towards her to determine just how strong it was. If it was strong, they'd have to get moving and soon. He wasn't going to risk being cornered into the trees and have his mares taken from him. Other band stallions and bachelors were always on the prowl during the spring and summer seasons, preying on mares in heat, whether they were alone or not. That only meant Gator would have to step up his game and be more alert and more cautious no matter where they were. If he wasn't, he could risk losing a mare, or even his entire herd. The draft snorted again, and turned towards Allayo, eyes filled with some worry. "We should really get moving. This area won't be safe much longer." Of course, he could always cover the small mare and rid her of the scent, thus keeping other stallions at bay, but he wouldn't attempt anything. Not now, at least. In the early stages of heat, many if not all mares were very unwilling to mate, and would merely lash out or walk away from any stallion who attempted to court them.

[Dark Moon]

Moon's tail flicked again, releasing her heat scent. The little mare was in her third stage of heat, quickly approaching her fourth stage. But still, she wasn't likely to accept him until her last stage of heat. Moon glanced anxiously at Allayo and Gladiator, quickly noticing the worry in his gaze. This unsettled the little chocolate mare even more and she took a step closer to Allayo.

[Over the Moon]

((Viking and Gator remind me of Damon and Stefan from Vampire Diaries. :3 ))
Doe:
Doe perked her ears in surprise at Gator's words. She hadn't heard about any of that, but she wasn't about to let Gator know that. "You'll fit right in, then." She snapped, reminding him of Moon's injury. "You may pretend to be innocent, Gator, but you're no angel. How do we know you haven't hurt a mare before? You're just like them. Don't act like you're higher." With an angry flick of her scented tail, the chestnut turned away. She ripped up a mouthful of juicy grass, mulling over Gator's information. Bachelors were stealing herds? She swallowed her grass, feeling a twinge of worry. While she disliked Gator and his bossy attitude, he was a big stallion and capable of protecting a herd. She didn't want to be stuck with some colt that knew nothing about fighting. She raised her head, watching as the herd gathered around Allayo. She took a few steps forward, putting her in hearing range. "Where are we going, Allayo?" Doe murmured to her friend, pointedly ignoring Gator. While she had grown somewhat closer to him over the season, Doe would argue with him at the drop of a hat. The only time she would probably be even remotely friendly was in her last stage of heat, and seeing as the mare was only in her second stage, Gator had a while to wait.

[poddlywoodle.]

{{ quotes? }}

[♥ 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.

-

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”.

-

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.

{ Here's a quote for Cloud c:
Welcome back Madame! I'll post shortly. }

[grapejuice]

{{ Thanks for the warm welcome Matry and Twitchy c: it's good to be back my friends. I'll wait for Allayo before replying ^^ }}

[♥ soft]

allayo
tags; gladiator & herd
grulla sabino w/gulastra plume
16.1hh medium crossbreed
five years old
gladiator's lead mare ♥

Allayo sighed softly, pressing in to Gladiator’s touch. She had always felt comfortable around him, as if they were one and the same. That’s what made the leading duo work so well together. She heard Moon step closer to her and nuzzled her little chocolate friend, telling her that everything was going to be alright. Neither Gladitator nor Allayo would let anything happen to their herd. Allayo was the type of lead mare that would take the herd away from her own stallion if she doubted his judgement.

Allayo’s ears flicked back, listening to the conversation between Gladiator and Doe. Doe’s attitude towards Gator had improved but their relationship still had a long way to go. Allayo was beginning to grow restless with their discussion and raised her head, eyeing the chestnut mare. It was a look that she would know well. Allayo had grown closer to Doe, now considering the gorgeous chestnut appaloosa to be one of her friends, but it didn’t mean she wouldn’t set her straight from time to time. She snapped her tail, releasing her own heat scent. Understandably, she would be likely to accept Gladiator if he asked.

Allayo had noticed that her friends had gathered around her and smiled softly, glad to have their respect. It would be easier to lead them if they trusted her guidance. She lifted her head and scanned the area, tipped ears twisting around. She thought she caught something moving in the trees in the distance and studied them for a few moments, her ears pinning against her skull. Though she couldn’t be sure of what it was – the wind, another prey animal or a predator – she wasn’t going to let them stay a moment longer and find out. Allayo nudged Moon and Doe softly and trotted off in the opposite direction. “We’re going this way,” she said in her usual flat voice, not giving anything away about what she had just saw, “Now”. It wasn’t the direction she had intended but it was the safest after what she had saw - or thought she had saw. When the herd was behind her she broke into a canter.

{ I'm really glad you're back! ^^ I was going to have a very sad Allayo lead the herd away without him, thinking he had disappeared ;~; I put in the post that Allayo noticed something moving but whether or not that's actually Viking is up to you! By the way, what are Gladiator's genetics? Totally not planning a Gator x Allayo babeh.. ^^ }

[cheshire.]

[ tasty face! you're back <3 -hug tackles- we haven't role played since w i n g's role play with nami, death and all them c; ]
[ oh, and i will be replying to everyone when i gaze my muse back. it took nineteen pages on word document to get my posts done xD. ]