→ The call of the wind ← （Ｗｉｌｄ ｈｏｒｓｅ ｒｐ） Always accepting

[finoodle]

((Starting post, Yay! Carmen is open to stallions and is going a little crazy over the thought of foals XD))
Carmen

Feeling: Excited|With: Open|Herd: Open|Quote: "Life is love"

Carmen looked out over the grassy hills. The wind blew through her mane, her eyes squinting as gusts rapidly blew. She sniffed the air for stallions. Nothing, how come she sees other mares with stallions but she is left to roam with no foal or stallion by her side. This puzzled her greatly. The clouds rolled over the sun for a few seconds letting her see the landscape in a darker shade. She saw some fruit bushes over a ways and what looked like a small river running by. She decided to start that way and see if she could lure any males in near by. After all she didn't want to go alone is the Summer and possibly Autumn without a stallion. She started to climb down the hill her feet keeping her up straight so she would not tumble.

[Xintea]

Seirra looked past Night and saw a lonely mare she trotted over and said "whats wrong?"

[ChirpyFox]

╔》 Ｒ Ａ Ｚ Ｉ Ｎ 《╗

ＢＲＥＥＤ➛ Lusitano

Ａ Ｇ Ｅ➛ 7 Years

Ｍ Ａ Ｒ Ｅ Ｓ ➛ None

Ｆ Ｏ Ａ Ｌ Ｓ➛ None

Ｔ Ａ Ｇ Ｓ➛ --

Ｃ Ｈ Ａ Ｒ Ａ Ｃ Ｔ Ｅ Ｒ➛ ✗✗✗

Ｌ Ｅ Ｇ Ｅ Ｎ Ｄ➛ ✗✗✗

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➛ Razin's mane flew behind him like a banner, waving in all of its glory. Hooves rythmicaly hitting the ground in a gaited gallop, that made loose sand and dirt fly beneath his weight. Ears perked as he ran, he zoned in on any sound that may be near him. Razin's joints locked lightly throwing him into a elevated trot, one that made his whole body shake. After slowing rapidly, he found a good tempo to trot to and carried himself down the banks of the once flowing creek. The stallions thick neck arched as he carried his head with grace, acting as if someone was watching. Razin always loved to act like a mythical creature. Bounding and prancing, rearing like a filly or colt would imagine. Ever since the elders started speaking of his tribe to the youngsters, he had gained quite the attention. Horses treated him diffrently, well most of them did. Some were wide-eye'd and asking how on Earth he was real, then others blew him off. He like the suprised ones, for some reason attention always grabbed Raz's heart. He loved peeking through trees, at foals to suprise them. He knew he was really nothing special, jsut adoring attention. But, it made him feel special. And that is how he liked it, as he always will. Razin's head lurched upwards carrying his front end with him, his front legs batted the air like he was in battle, feirce and loyal to his herd. Before hitting the ground with a thunderous thud, he let out a battle cry. He honestly was acting like a colt, pretending he was protecting a king in a loyal battle. One where he would save the day, but here the day did not need saving.

--He is open. Just reply to this post if you would like :3

[hortus]

Image:
Username:horsedaydream
Name: Midsummer Dream or summer for short
Gender: mare
Age: 2
Description: She is a beautiful appaloosa. With the more common coat.she has two blue eyes.her mane is on the shorter side and her tail is a medium size.
Personality: Given her young age she is very wild energetic and spunky. Although she is wild she is very motherly caring and loving. She would love to have a foal of her own.
History: basic. She was born into a big herd ruled by a fierce and protective stallion. When summer turned one her mother died giving birth to fatal twins. The foals she gave birth to also died. When she was two she was kicked from the herd to prevent inbreeding so she is now on her own searching for a stallion or herd.
Family: Midsummer Day is her dam. Day Dreamer is her sire
Rank: loner
Other: in heat stage 3

[Irhiea]

(accepted)

[Xintea]

"Umm is your toung right??" She saw carmen and scowled, "SPEAK TO ME"she grumbled.

[finoodle]

Carmen

Feeling: A little angry|With: Open|Herd: Open|Quote: "Life is love"

"My tongue is fine thank you very much, I think Yours is the one that needs to be fixed." she whinnied. She pulled back her ears her tail flowing back and forth. This mare seems to be rude she thought. She wondered why she had seen her as sad or something wrong with her. She huffed and turned around starting to walk away. Maybe that was too harsh.... she thought but she kept her head high. Well with the way she spoke to me... I will just go. she looked back once more before keeping her pace at walking. That was the by far the weirdest encounter I have ever had with any other horse, she seemed nice and then she practically yelled at me.

[demonthief.]

Name: Melody (Or Mel for short)
Gender: Mare
Age: 4 years
Stallion:Night
Heat: 2
Description:Blanket appaloosa
Tags:Night, Seirra

Mel walked up to Night and gave him a friendly tap on his shoulder with her muzzle. Melody watched a bay paint horse walk away from Seirra. She tilted her head and made a slow walk to Seirra "Are you alright? There is no need to be rude." Mel kept her tone light, she didn't know what the palomino mare had gone through or if maybe the other mare might have said something but Mel disliked those who were unjustifiably unkind to others.

[Xintea]

"Wait!" Seirra sighed, she really was just angry cause of her mother and sighed."I'm sorry you seem nice!"Seirra dropped her head and nibbled a moist green batch of grass and offered it to her.During this time she could hear Melody say something,Seirra was disappointed how she was acting.(Like her mother)
"Melody?".She made a gesture asking her to stray a little far from the herd to say what Seirra had been through.
Why did I say that?I acted like,oh well I guess I should tell someone.Hey!Melody looks nice!

[demonthief.]

Name: Melody (Or Mel for short)
Gender: Mare
Age: 4 years
Stallion:Night
Heat: 2
Description:Blanket appaloosa
Tags:Seirra

Melody noticed Seirra regretted her tone with the other mare and wanted to tell Mel something. She gave her a nod to tell her that she understood and walked closer to the palomino mare as they made their walked away from other's ears. Mel turned to Seirra and in a friendly tone asked "Are you okay? If you want to talk, I am happy to help" her tail flicked away any pesky flies that landed on her back and turned her grey head to give her full attention to Seirra.