The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Winter lowered her head slightly, momentarily mulling Ciqala's request over before shaking her head. "I'm sorry. As much as I would like to, we just don't have that kind of time. Plus, my own foal will be coming soon, and it would be best to start moving before that happens." She said, "But I do wish I could. Please don't take it to heart."

Cleopatra smiled, until she watched his uncomfortable stance. Her ears pinned back slightly, and she lowered her head, before hearing his answer. "Oh.." She simply stated, "Okay.." Her ears twitched and flicked around at his touch, as if there was a fly buzzing around her audibles. She gently flicked her tail, shifting away from Nightmare just a little. Cleo didn't take a huge two away, just a small shuffle to give herself and Nightmare some room. She turned her head and lowered it, pulling at the grass, ears pinned as she thought of all of the fun she could have had eventually whenever her foal came.

[SilverBell90]

"It's fine. I know how important it is that you leave before Akuma comes back. " She touches her muzzle to Winters neck one last time before backing away.

[beth.]

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wríttєn díαrч pαígєs
hєrd mαrє
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||age : 10 years||
||Gender : Mare||
||Status : dominant||
||Herd : Pandemic's||
||Rank : Lead mare||
||Tags : herd||

Paige pinned her ears at mystery and stamped her hoof snapping at air in the mares direction warning the bossy yearling, Missy was young, she was the daughter of Pride and the daughter of a lead mare, she was going to be a great mare and would start showing early. Natural born leaders, showed it as foals, they were often demanding, but as they got older, that left their body and they became more worthy of the position destined to them. Missy was just one of those fillies who had to find her way, and she would, but she didn't need bratty bossy older fillies annoying her. So with one final glare to the young mare who needed to mature more, she turned to face her filly whom was dancing beside grim now.

A faint smile apeared upon the grey's muzzle, love for the filly in her eyes, affection for grim. She tossed her nose slightly and swished her slightly scented tail, it was slowly fading, but she was lingering for a foal, and might accept a stallion, even if it was one of the other males, who would probaly be banished by pandemic, but she personally didn't care, one less stallion to deal with.Paige turned to face her grey friend with a soft whinny before whickering gently, turning back to grim and trotting to him, nudging her filly forwards before she whinnied again, alarming the herd that they were moving, pandemic would just have to catch up. With that she lipped Grim's forelock and trotted off beside her graceful yet cheeky filly who wanted to stay with grim, but went with her mother after some persuasion. The mare decided she'd lead the herd to a slightly closed in area, they'd have to travel close together as they'd be entering a small forrest to get to the area. It had a small pond like watering hole, with a tiny creek which allowed fresh water to run into it, it was no deeper than Paige's knees, but it was good for the foals to play in and good for the herd to drink.

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prídє's míssч
fíllч
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||age : 4 months||
||Gender : filly||
||Status : content||
||Herd : Pandemic's||
||Rank : filly||
||Tags : herd||

Missy danced around grim bounding and bucking, running under the male, she ignored mystery, not even noticing her until she saw her mothers reaction, seeing the young mares glare she frowned back, but continued to run around Grim, nipping his belly with excitement as she ran past him, careful incase his reaction was to kick the quick little filly darted sideways to avoid any danger the gelding might pose, she also knew Paige would chase grim out if one hair was out of place while under his protection or playing with him.

As her mother came and "collected" her, the filly refused, wanting to stay, however, as her mother trotted off, the filly grew a little frantic, but didn't leave. Alas, realising her mother was not joking, and she was leaving, Missy bucked and galloped after her mother before slowly cantering beside her, now and then breaking a trot.

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sír chαrlєs línkσn
hєrd stαllíσn
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||age : 12 years||
||Gender : stallion||
||Status : content||
||Mares : none||
||Rank : herd stallion||
||Tags : open||

The flea bitten grey was covered in sweat as he finally left the young male, agitated with having to run for longer than he wanted, Link stormed back to the mare punishing her with a nip, blaming her for the colts stubborness, when Link had to do something he didn't want to do, or for longer than he intended, he got very angry easily, and took it out on whoever was closest related to the one he was persuing, in this case, it was the mare being the males mother. Ears pinned he looked to pandemic with pinned ears, Pandemic knew of Link's hate of doing that, and knew growling back would only agrivated link into attacking pandemic, which had happened once maybe twice. The two didn't have many arguements because link was very docile, but when he was annoyed, he was quite the violent male and backed down to no one. With his grey ears pinned, sweat dripping down his nose and cheek, his shoulder lathered, foam between his hind legs and under his tail and on his chest and under his front legs had formed giving him a terrible itch. This made his aggiation grow more and he grew snappy, nipping at air in the mares direction pushing her back to the herd, wanting to go faster so he could stop, roll and go for a dip to rid the rechid itch.

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dαncє thє tαngσ
lσnєr
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||age : 6 years||
||Gender : Mare||
||Status : bored||
||Herd : N/A||
||Rank : loner||
||Tags : Psychotic Charade||

Tango pinned her ears as the stallion touched her but didn't shift her pretty body. However, She did not repeat her actions when a stranger came over, the mare clacked her teeth in dominance but stepped away. As the conversation began the mare huffed feeling secure with the stallion she moved closer to him having no intentions of leaving. But when another male came the mare grew uncomfortable and stepped back, away from Raid, snorting she shifted her weight tossing up wether she should run for the trees or the river. Snorting the mare backed away more not wanting any part in being tossed around from stallion to stallion she flared her nostrils and clamped her tail down before slowly skittering away, knowing if she took off too fast, the stallions would go balistic, if she went to slow, they'd catch her, if she kept a nice steady rate, perhaps they'd finish their... buisness and one would come, personally, she'd rather the first male she had met. His touch had been gentle, The dark male though seemed cruel to some description and she wanted no part in it. Flaring her nostrils to remove the negative fumes from her body she walked at a steady pace towards the river, slowly gaining distance from the small group.

[beth.]

removed

[Claw.]

{Recap please?}

[Promiscuous.]

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

нerd - His own.

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the paint stud lowered his head, prepared to chase, but it wasn't until an alarmed snort caught his ears. He whipped his head around to see a young bachelor lurking his herd. The stallion jumped into a bolt toward the bachelor, Flattening his skull along the rumbling ground as he chased the unwanted intruder away From his precious band of mares. Snapping his jaws at his flanks to get him going before coming to an abrupt halt.

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Ｐｙｒｏ

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pyro ♘ 12 Yᴇᴀʀs. ♘ ѕтallιon ♘Tᴀɢs: - Echo ; Infinity ;
нerd -

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The sire stood closely by his small band, an ear pinned as he looked for a sign of life. Nothing. He certainly could look for more mares, but he assumed he wasn't the greedy stallion he thought he had been. He nibbled on his mares mane quietly, pulling away to rise with a bellow. Where we're the mares? Where was anyone? He felt stranded. Although the peace was accompanying, especially when he wasn't badgered by Bachleors, but he wasn't going to stick with just one mare to cover... He began forward, grasping a few clumps of vegetation before he left with another nicker.

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Ｏｋａｐｉ

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oĸapι ❥ 14 Yᴇᴀʀs. ❥ мare ❥Tᴀɢs: -

нerd -

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The lead mare huffed quietly while she kept a sharp eye on the others. She moved quietly towards the band stallion, grazing beside him. She groomed his fur occasionally, but affectionate. As the mare seemed to try and get used to her band more and more as time passes.

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Ｎａｋｉａｈ

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8 Yᴇᴀʀs ♛ Lᴏɴᴇ Mᴀʀᴇ
♘ Hᴇʀᴅ: - ♛Tᴀɢs: - Jokull

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Ears quietly flattening, the mare wasn't sure if she liked the idea of the stallion grooming her hindquarters. He didn't have any intention of breeding her soon did he? The mare didn't mind, but seeing it may have been a while since she foaled... - or perhaps her first time.- the mare shook her head, a soft nicker slipping through as she turned her neck to look at the band stallion, her ears pricked in curiosity. But she didn't want to frighten the stallion, therefore she tried shaking the thought away, and shifted slightly, continuing to groom the stallions upper body peacefully.

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Ｓｋｉｐ Ｔｏ Ｍｙ Ｌｏｕ,

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Fᴏᴜʀᴛᴇᴇɴ, ♛ Lᴏɴᴇ Mᴀʀᴇ, ♘ Hᴇʀᴅ: - ♛Tᴀɢs: -

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-On Hold.- cx

[~Static~]

Squire | 2 years old | # of mares; 0 | # of mares covered; 0 | Tags; Ezra, Ezra's herd| calm

Squire turned and cantered a few yards away, lowering his head in submission. "I don't want to intrude, I stumbled on the herd by accident. I thought it was a group of lone mares." He said, hating every second of the sentence, but he knew that otherwise he could get seriously injured by the older stallion.

[azhefa.]

{{My new filly/mare, she will be a full mare when she gets covered and has her first foal (:

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❈-Panic at the Disco-❈
[ The Princess ]

{ Nickname: Nic
{ Gender: Filly, will be a mare after
her first breeding
{ Age: 2 years
{ Strengths: Her ability to adapt.
{ Weaknesses: Her young age.

{ Breed: Mustang x Draft cross
{ Pelt Color: Dapple grey.
{ Eye Color: Normal brown
{ Height: Will mature to
around 16.3 hands, currently at
15.2 hands.

{ Herd Status: Lone filly/mare
{ Stallion: None yet
{ Offspring: None, in her first heat
at stage 3.
{ Family: Her mother, Chaos, is
the only one still around.
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{ p e r s o n a l i t y }

This young filly is pretty much a mixture of her two wild parents with her mother, Chaos's, dominance and stubbornness and her father, Dancer's, charm and flirty nature. Nic is definitely an interesting filly, she loves to run and to be around other mares as well as learning about just about anything, wanting to gain enough smarts to possibly lead her own herd just like her mother. Unlike most mares, Nic tends to be feisty and stubborn just because she can, but does have a kinder side that comes out often.

{ h i s t o r y }

Not much has really happened to this young filly, she was born in a nice sized herd to the lead mare, Chaos. When she turned 2 years, her mother disappeared, leaving the growing herd and her daughter. Nic started her first heat in the spring and a few bachelors have tried to catch her, but none have succeeded. She's now on her own and still in heat.

[Tigermay]

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Mariah's Savior
Age: 12 years
Status: Pregnant
Lead mare
Talking to herdmates
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Mariah watched the other two mares say their goodbyes and keep quiet herself. She only spoke up later on, "Good luck, safe travels. I hope to maybe see you again one day," the silver black cream mare told them with a melancholy smile. "We'll take care, no worries." As the foals were mentioned, she reached around to touch her widened side. She was starting to think of names, she liked to be prepared. When Akuma came back, Mariah was still determined to either distract him or comfort him. Still, Riku deserved this chance, she wasn't going to give him up. And Winter did seem to take quite the shine to him, it would be a shame to ruin this potential partnership.

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Jokull
Age: 10 years
Status: Band stallion
With his mare
And his ally
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Jokull backed off as his mare pinned her ears. He didn't want to rush Nakiah into anything and to be frank he was enjoying this. He finished grooming her and just laid his head over her rump, not really doing anything except giving her one nuzzle. He was planning on expanding her comfort zone and seeing what her boundaries were. They'd have to be figured out sooner or later, and in his opinion sooner was better. Still, he had to remind himself to take it slow and not scare her off. He cared for his mare, and was quickly forming a serious bond with her. Only issue was he wasn't sure if she felt the same way.

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Cain's Rumored Fable
Age: 4 years
Status: Bachelor
Chattin' up a mare & filly
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Cain cocked his head as he approached, watching as Angel tucked her foal behind her. He advanced all the way up to where he could reach out and touch her, then promptly stopped. His blue eyes pierced her and her foal for a moment before he tossed his head upwards, upper lip curled. He could smell her scent, though it seemed faint, and could tell her foal was a little girl. With a small smack, his lip came back down and his lopsided grin returned. "Hey there, dame. The name's Cain, you mind coming with me?" He asked, though you could tell that there wasn't going to be a whole lot of choice offered.
He was done coming up on the short end of the stick and was perfectly fine with snaking this mare to get her into his 'herd'. After all, the biggest issue he'd have to worry about would be other stallions. Mares weren't too hard to tame, they should come quietly. Why wouldn't they? Cain was a handsome and able stallion, he should be dreamboat material, right?

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Safara
Age: 3 years
Status: Covered
Band mare
Dealing with her stally
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Sara let out a small sigh as he quit touching her, relieved yet she missed it just because she had just started to get used to it. The young brindle mare listened to the stallion beside her as she watched Game prance around. The general explanation he gave her did not interest her as much, there were already plenty of horses running around and she was obviously here. But then he started to go ahead and reveal his own interest in them, and of course she was interested in that. Ah, it was't that original though, just the bloodline spreading that was typical of their kind, stallions. However, his next point was valid and it made her a bit more reassured. Samurai admitted that foals were fun, but the whole responsibility thing -- eh that wasn't really for her.
Safara shrugged her shoulders, brushing against him temporarily. "I don't know about that, but I suppose if you say so." She pulled a bit of a face, unsure of what to think of all of this.
Deciding that this seemed alright, she decided to pose another question. "Well, what's up with this herd? Why are there two stallions? It just doesn't really make sense..." She trailed off because even if it didn't make sense, it apparently worked because here she and the other mares were.

(bit o WB)

[~Static~]

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Mariah's Savior
Age: 12 years
Status: Pregnant
Lead mare
Talking to herdmates
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Mariah watched the other two mares say their goodbyes and keep quiet herself. She only spoke up later on, "Good luck, safe travels. I hope to maybe see you again one day," the silver black cream mare told them with a melancholy smile. "We'll take care, no worries." As the foals were mentioned, she reached around to touch her widened side. She was starting to think of names, she liked to be prepared. When Akuma came back, Mariah was still determined to either distract him or comfort him. Still, Riku deserved this chance, she wasn't going to give him up. And Winter did seem to take quite the shine to him, it would be a shame to ruin this potential partnership.

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Jokull
Age: 10 years
Status: Band stallion
With his mare
And his ally
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Jokull backed off as his mare pinned her ears. He didn't want to rush Nakiah into anything and to be frank he was enjoying this. He finished grooming her and just laid his head over her rump, not really doing anything except giving her one nuzzle. He was planning on expanding her comfort zone and seeing what her boundaries were. They'd have to be figured out sooner or later, and in his opinion sooner was better. Still, he had to remind himself to take it slow and not scare her off. He cared for his mare, and was quickly forming a serious bond with her. Only issue was he wasn't sure if she felt the same way.

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Cain's Rumored Fable
Age: 4 years
Status: Bachelor
Chattin' up a mare & filly
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Cain cocked his head as he approached, watching as Angel tucked her foal behind her. He advanced all the way up to where he could reach out and touch her, then promptly stopped. His blue eyes pierced her and her foal for a moment before he tossed his head upwards, upper lip curled. He could smell her scent, though it seemed faint, and could tell her foal was a little girl. With a small smack, his lip came back down and his lopsided grin returned. "Hey there, dame. The name's Cain, you mind coming with me?" He asked, though you could tell that there wasn't going to be a whole lot of choice offered.
He was done coming up on the short end of the stick and was perfectly fine with snaking this mare to get her into his 'herd'. After all, the biggest issue he'd have to worry about would be other stallions. Mares weren't too hard to tame, they should come quietly. Why wouldn't they? Cain was a handsome and able stallion, he should be dreamboat material, right?

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Safara
Age: 3 years
Status: Covered
Band mare
Dealing with her stally
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Sara let out a small sigh as he quit touching her, relieved yet she missed it just because she had just started to get used to it. The young brindle mare listened to the stallion beside her as she watched Game prance around. The general explanation he gave her did not interest her as much, there were already plenty of horses running around and she was obviously here. But then he started to go ahead and reveal his own interest in them, and of course she was interested in that. Ah, it was't that original though, just the bloodline spreading that was typical of their kind, stallions. However, his next point was valid and it made her a bit more reassured. Samurai admitted that foals were fun, but the whole responsibility thing -- eh that wasn't really for her.
Safara shrugged her shoulders, brushing against him temporarily. "I don't know about that, but I suppose if you say so." She pulled a bit of a face, unsure of what to think of all of this.
Deciding that this seemed alright, she decided to pose another question. "Well, what's up with this herd? Why are there two stallions? It just doesn't really make sense..." She trailed off because even if it didn't make sense, it apparently worked because here she and the other mares were.

(bit o WB)

Angelic Moon | 4 years old | Stallion; Cain | In heat; stage 2 | Tags; The Moon's Lullaby, Cain's rumored fable | Reluctant

Angel shivered in the cold. She knew that this stallion would most likely try to snake her if she didn't agree- and she was too cold and weary to attempt to fight. She flicked her tail, contemplating what to do. If another older stallion came along and tried to snake her from Cain, he would most likely win, and she decided that as long as the bachelor could protect her and her daughter from predators, she would stay with him. A herd was necessary to survive the winter, and her foal was clearly uncomfortable being alone in the cold. With a quiet sigh, she stepped towards him. "Yes, I will join you." She said, with the tiniest hint of reluctance in her tone.