The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[cautiousculpeo]

Name: Flicker
Nickname: none
Age: 5 years old
Gender: mare
Breed: 80% Mustang 20% Quarter Horse
Personality: skittish, loner type, doesn't like other mare, dominant, protective, more flight than fight
History: born on a ranch, jumped the fence as she could not be broken
Height: 14hh
Sire: unknown
Dam: unknown
Foals: none
Other:

[Blumenkranz]

(Accepted, but I think that 13 hands might be a bit too small...)

[Dark Moon]

Moon pricked her ears, clearly interested in going to the river, but Allayo and Gator's worry and unease flickered in her mind. "A-Are you sure it's safe?" Her voice shook slightly with nervousness. But after a moment, Moon decided she'd come with Doe, well unless Allayo called them back. Moon stuck close to Doe's side as they made their way to the stream. Lowering her head, she sniffed at the water before plunging her muzzle into the cold water. After she'd had her fill of water, Moon lifted her head and shook the remaining droplets from her muzzle.

Anloric perked up when he saw that the mare had relaxed. He flicked an ear, replying, "Nice to meet you too." He replied. Glancing fondly at Nati, he nodded. "Yes. This is Nati, my first and only mare." He doubted he'd have her much longer though. It was spring now and mares were going into heat. Nati would be snaked in a blink of an eye. But that didn't mean he wouldn't fight to keep her. "She joined me during the winter."

[cautiousculpeo]

(Sorry I had Wild Mountain Equids on the brain. Haha. Fixed it now)

[Blumenkranz]

(haha its fine c: you can start roleplaying now if you like)

[cautiousculpeo]

Flicker stamped her hoof and tossed her mane. She could smell other horses around but she didn't know them. Being protective of her space she trotted in the direction of another group, snorting and flaring her nostrils. It was not a very big group but there was about three. She detected a mare and a stallion.

[cheshire.]

[ was nati covered last spring? i think she was. ]

[Blumenkranz]

(Hmm I don't remember...she might have been...and if she was she should be foaling now)

[dira.]

name-Sparks Fly|
age-8|
gender-Mare|
height-17.0 HH|
herd-Pan's|
status-Heat 1|
tagged-Her herd &
Wolf|

Sparks pinned her ears but allowed Garry to touch Wolf. Her eyes driffed from her colt towards Pan, who was busy with a new mare from either herds. The eight year old reached over and began grooming Garry, whom she presumed to be around merely three. She spoke no words as she nibbled on his mane and withers. Even though she was a hand taller then Garry, Sparks still respected him. She closed her eyes as she groomed him, tried from the whole giving birth thing. Her eyes shot open at the sound of her colt crying out. Fear rose up as she realized her colt, had found Pan. She snorted loudly and glared at Pan as she moved over.

name-Cry Wolf|
age-0|
gender-Colt|
height-to be 17.0 HH|
herd-Pan's|
mares-Too young|
tagged-His herd
& Sparks|

Wolf squealed playfuly as Garry approached. He burst forward as he bumped his muzzle to Garry's muzzle. The sabino flagged his puffy, black tail with a snort. The already large colt nudged his sire, asking to play a game of chase. Without waiting for an answer, Wolf took off at a quick gallop. The sabino tossed his head backwards to glance at his mother. Not looking where he was going the foal chrashed into a stallion. Though, not just any stallion, but Pan. The colt squealed loudly as he was knocked down from the impact. He stared up at the large stallion in panic.

[Over the Moon]

((Noo! Not Wolf! D: ))
Doe:
Doe perked her ears and nudged Moon. "Of course it's safe. It's just a stream, Moon." She nickered teasingly. She turned, starting off towards the water with Moon at her side. When they got there, Doe quickly stepped in, letting the water wash the flies off her legs. With a loud sigh of relief, she lowered her head, quickly gulping down mouthfuls of cold water. Even as she drank, however, the chestnut mare was wary. She was unsure if the large shape had followed them from their previous meadow, but she wasn't taking any chances. Keeping one ear turned toward the entrance of their home, she splashed playfully splashed Moon. "Come on, Moon. Get in! It feels great!" She snorted, pawing at the water with a hoof.