The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[frostykitty]

(Yep :3)

Is she seeing lunar?)

[Promiscuous.]

(Yeah xD)

[frostykitty]

K, I'm on mobile, i'll post in less than an hour at most...)

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Robin | 11 years old | # of mares; 1 | # of mares covered; 0 | Tags; Lunar, Legend | Interested

The stallion took a few steps towards the mare and her colt. He looked the pair over. Lunar seemed fairly young, he was surprised she had a foal already. As for her colt, he most likely wouldn't have to worry about him for a while, as he was still very young and couldn't possibly challenge Robin yet. He moved closer to the mare. "Hello," He greeted, stretching his muzzle out to her, "I'm Robin. may I ask your name?"

[Over the Moon]

((@Mirror: Sorry, I didn't see your reply. ))
Blue Moon:
Blue lifted her head from grazing as Sparks returned. She chewed her last mouthful of dry grass and snorted politely at the older mare. "It's fine. Befits of having a yearling; I don't have to watch over her all the time." The blue roan flicked her tail, choosing to ignore the fact that Garry was still close. "You never answered my question." Blue pointed out quietly. "Does your foal remind you of your stallion a lot?"

Winter's Mystery:
Mystery sighed as she followed the herd to the small meadow. She wanted to talk to Sky, but he was approaching Thunder currently. The tobiano filly pawed the ground as she waited for the two males to finish. She wondered what Sky had seen in his time without a herd. Her short tail flicked excitedly as she imagined all sorts of strange animals and beasts. Unable to contain her eagerness anymore, she nickered to Sky, asking him to come over once he had finished.

((I'm not sure what to post for Doe.. :3 But all of Pan's mares have been covered, correct?))

[beth.]

Written Diary Pages ~ 10 years ~Apocalyptic Pandemic ~ Lead mare ~ Heat stage 2
Page smiled softly and lipped her "Pan would have noticed my dear, a long time ago, if he wanted to harm him, he would have done it already, he might act like a blind fool, but you know he's not" She spoke softly smiling softly nuzzling her, trying to comfort her, "There's no need to be upset. Just look at him, he's having a time of his life. He's oblivious to the world around him, all he knows, is that your his mother and you'll protect him. But he's getting to that age where you need to start preparing him, that way atleast if he is threatened he will be able to outrun the horrid brutes. He's young yes, but that gives him a whole heap of advantages. He'll have much more energy being a foal, and will be able to outrun the stallions. He is a balanced male, which shows he should be able to take tight turns, if you teach him right, he will have no problems" she nickered, keeping her voice quiet, not daring to get any males near. Ears flicking she sighed softly "As the same with Missy. but Pride is gone, We'll probably never see him again. With Link in the herd that gives two older males so even if Pride and the other males did make it, they won't be able to get us back" She nickered softly and then flicked her scented tail. She sighed, "the only thing I'm really worried about is coming into heat.. I'd rather die than bear such a foal... If it is such, I shall ditch the foal, I will not raise a creature sired by that" she hissed glancing at her rump before turning to Phantom. "Sweety, your colt will be fine" she smiled, trying to calm the poor mare.

Prides Missy ~ a few months ~Apocalyptic Pandemic ~ Lead mares filly ~ Heat stage 0
Missy bucked and bolted forwards, running from the young male. As he nipped her then ran off, she kicked at him before following, her long legs stretching out as she chased her half brother happily. Her ears pulled forwards as she bronced and cantered along after him.

Sir Charles Linkon ~ 12 years ~Bachelor herd lead by Pandemic ~ no mares ~ no mares covered
Link snorted violently and rammed into sparks not caring if it pushed the mare to the ground "You better watch your mouth.. That runt of a colt is lucky to have even lived to this age. If Garry were not the father he'd be dead the minute you brought the runt back. Even then, Not like Garry could do anything to prevent Pan from killing it. Garry is simply a pathetic young colt who got you by mistake. Your supposedly amazing stallion is dead so clearly, he wasn't so amazing as you mares say. Garry would be dead had your stallion not been busy. As for your colt. If you were still with that stud of yours, he wouldn't have lasted a day" He spat his lips rolling elegantly with each word. "So listen carefully brood, Your here to breed, mares were put on this land to breed, every year from this day forward you will produce a healthy foal to pandemic or one of the other older less pathetic stallions. Garry can not protect you, nor your foal. That's why Pandemic put him in charge of you. Are you both that foolish that you think Garry can protect you? hmm, your dumber than I thought.. Think twice before you speak brood" He spat and turned around lashing his tail at the mares face and sending a violent look to garry raising his head to the colts ear "You better be careful, next time.. I might just let Pandemic kill the colt" he spat and bit Garry's ear before walking off. Did they hear nothing he said before that brat snapped at him. He was simply chasing Wolf back to sparks before Pan got him. If he got to far from sparks, Pandemic would most likely kill him. Ears pinned back the rather content stallions simply walked towards Pandemic and spoke "Your allowing that pathetic colt to protect that runt?" He frowned... "Didn't take you for the soft type.. thought you of all males would have killed the runt on sight" he muttered briefly before gently grooming pandemic and then walking off and grazing silently, not wanting a reply from the stallion. He was simply stating a point.

As the young colt arrived, he frowned and watched the pair momentarily before turning back and grazing silently, demanding brat he muttered to himself silently, before ripping the grass up.

Dance the Tango ~ 6 years ~ no stallion ~ Lone mare ~ Heat stage 3
The large thoroughbred chestnut mix mare grazed silently, her ears flicking as she listened to her surroundings. She shook out her mane silently. She'd seen a large, masssive her earlier, and had seen where those mares had come before the winter. She had spotted a pretty young filly with a grey mare, and a few other foals. Shrugging the mare kept trotting along silently moving along silently before bobbing her head and shaking her head gently. She looked around, curious to find that stallion who's mares were stolen, he had been beaten badly, another killed. She was unsure if this one survived. Shrugging the chestnut kept trotting contently.

[Claw.]

{Recap?}

[dira.]

[ ;; i'll post soon but ..:ｂｏｒｄｅｒ ｃｏｌｌｉｅ:.. , sorakami had asked the roleplayers who own mares in pan's herd to..well they asked if we could just assume that our mares were covered. this was agreed to, so page is already pregnant..c; as far as a recap goes i don't know to much so i can't really help, sorry]

[Moon pool]

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ezra ♛ 10 Yᴇᴀʀs. ♘ ѕтallιon ♛Tᴀɢs: - Dream ; Herd

нerd - His own.

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He paused to hear a snort. Raising his head, he figured it was just one of his mares. Shaking his head, the stallion continued to prance through the water, occasionally splashing it on natsu with a squeal. Though his head suddenly perked toward a light heat scent. His gaze searched curiously until it landed on a lone mare. He squealed lightly and gave a gently nicker, approaching the mare curiously.

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pyro ♘ 12 Yᴇᴀʀs. ♘ ѕтallιon ♘Tᴀɢs: - Echo ; Infinity ; Moonlight (??)

нerd -

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Pyro could only snort toward the filly with such myriad questions. He was about to bend down to graze when the mother turned around and stepped closer, stopping by his side. Relief pressured him as he groomed her withers, happy she finally had given in. Nibbling her mane, he did nothinf more but quietly bent his head down to graze.

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oĸapι ❥ 14 Yᴇᴀʀs. ❥ мare ❥Tᴀɢs: -

нerd -

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As the official band stallion approached her with a nudge, she stamped her hoof in an irritating expression, refusing to move from her spot. However, she stared at him while he approached another mare. Her dominance forced itself in as she gave a harsh snort from her rubbery, grizzled lips before continuing to grazing. Pounding her hoof to express much dominance. Yes, the mare was certainly getting ahead of herself, but she was not going to be conquered by another mare. Plus she couldn't imagine another mare being as old as her, so either way, the mare didn't care.

(Sooo sorry I haven't been on in a few days)
Eagle reached her neck out to sniff the stallion she then walked to meet him waiting to see what he would do

[grapejuice]

Nᵃᵐᵉ :: Certifiably Insane
Aᵍᵉ :: Thirteen
Gᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ :: Mare
Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :: Feisty
Hᵉʳᵈ :: None
Tᵃᵍˢ :: Devil

If there was one thing this beauty loved, it was compliments. Especially from swooning stallions. They put a smile on her lips and a powerful feeling in her soul. That powerful feeling being the ability to use her looks to her advantage, of course. Use her gift to manipulate stallions. It had worked before, and it seemed that now, it was working again. This stallion had gone from some overly-confident meat-headed jock to putty in her hooves, just like that. Of course, she wouldn't make it obvious she was playing him. That would only turn him against her, and possibly put her in a rough spot. But Insanity continued her little display, arching her neck ever so slighty and giving him a rather seductive gaze with those deep brown eyes of hers. She raised her Arabian tail some, allowing her light, early heat scent to waft in his direction. "Oh my dear, don't apologize. When it comes to me, flattery will get you everywhere." The Pintabian said with a slight chuckle, before prancing towards him a few steps, hips swaying slightly. She stopped a mere few feet away, and looked him dead in the eye, a smirk on her lips. "So mister, you got a name?" Insanity spoke with an airy tone, one so sweet sounding one would think she was a siren, trying to reel in sailors only to drown them. And while she did enjoy reeling in the men, she preferred crushing their dreams rather than harming them. Not that she planned on doing that to this stud. He had her full attention.

{{ Quoting for Mirror. I'll respond tomorrow, hopefully. I'm very distraught at the moment //I bleached my black hair and fried it oops\\ and now I'm trying to find a way to fix it without having to chop it all off. So sorry. }}