Yucca Mustang Reserve (Wild Horse RP) Accepting

[Metumbo]

{Aww, that must be cute :3 I would have been on earlier, but I had to go to a horse camp with some little kids, then get new tires put on my truck as there is a horse show this weekend that my step sister is taking Buster to.}


Buster was shocked when the stallion walked towards him, and he sped up a bit until he was right in front of the stallion, he lifted his head up, and tensed a bit, keeping his good eye on him, ready to bolt if the stallion tried to do something.

[horrorterror]

(yup! Sorry i didnt know how to reply.)

Skylina watched the two, so far so good it seemed.

[Metumbo]

{It's okay, It isn't a very good post, but Idk what else to put :3 I am waiting for LimitedAddition to reply so I know what Beau does}

[chickensmooothie2]

Form
Name: Storm
Age: 3 years
Gender: Male
Personality: Very smart and friendly, he likes to avoid fights
Appearance:

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Foals: Nope
Herd:
Rank:
Other:

[horrorterror]

(Accepted.)

[Metumbo]

{Bump}

[outro:tear]

~ Spirit ~

Spirit wasn't far from the two stallions who were near each other, she was surprise about their actions she flicked her tail and carried on grazing the grass.

[Animal_I've_Become]

Soul
I kept running then stopped catching my breath.

[➳chicken strips]

( sorry i haven't really had time, my brother has been using my computer for summer school c: )

beau.

since the stallion was taller than me, in order to see him i had to tilt my head up a little bit. i kept a barrier without hesitation, making sure that i wasn't going to be nice if something bad happened. my tail flickered a bit and i didn't really know what else to do because this stallion didn't really seem much of a threat. not that he wasn't intimidating or anything, he just hasn't made any proof to show that he is a real threat to me. "um.. hello." i whinnied softly, watching his every movement, even if it was just blinking.

[Metumbo]

Buster backed up some, surprised, he thought all stallions were mean, but this one just said hello, "Hi." He whinnied back, flicking his tail at some flies and stomping his hoof, he kept his right eye on the stallion in front of him, but he wasn't staring him down, he would look around occasionally, but he was still weary about everything, remembering his last encounter with a stallion. "I am Buster." He whinnied softly.