The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[dira.]

name ;; the devil's date
nickname ;; bae
gender ;; mare
age ;; twelve years old
breed ;; american paint horse with a little of thoroughbred
personality ;; a natural born leader, Lady is quite the dominate push over. You know? The type of mare a stallion would trust as a lead. Through this hard headed mare is as sweet as sugar. She loves to socialize and is normally an all round happy go lucky horse with a very bright and playful personality. Pretty much the perfect little lady, right? Wrong! Lady may be dominate and have attitude, she may also my playful and nice but this gal has a temper like no other. Not quite sassy but more like hot headed. She knows how to push her age around and even though she hates fighting. Is not afraid to put someone in their place. This is a mare you do not want to anger. Its not pretty...I'll promise you that.
history ;; born to an old stallion named 'the wild west' and to an old mare who went by 'duchess' .Lady was quite a surprise to her parents, seeing as how old they were. But alas life went on for the mare and she bounced from herd to herd her whole life, never really doing anything worth mentioning. Her last herd was captures by humans and so now she searches for another one.
rank ;; lone mares
herd ;; none
height ;; a nice and fitting sixteen hands
other ;; none

[my post are coming soon, but for now i felt like adding in this little lady! c;

EDIT;; *smacks self* really! i only realized now that her name corresponds with Devil, who in fact i will be bringing back in the summer because everyone is missing him..>_< lol ]

[.ace.]

Fading Nightmares:
Night picked his head up and stole a glance over to Cleopatra. The mare was obviously ignoring him. He felt awful. He hadn't even known her that long, and he had already slipped up and hurt her. I'm such a screw up! The stallion said to himself. He desperately wanted to mend things with Cleo, make her like him again... And there was only one thing he could do to do so. Come on, get over yourself.

The black thoroughbred snorted, billowing his nostrils for a moment, and slowly moved over to Cleo. He came up on the mare's side and took a deep breath. This was it. Night extended his neck and gingerly touched the tip of his muzzle to the side of her rump, a silent gesture to ask for a foal.

[Blumenkranz]

(Accepted, but Mirror can you change Lady's nickname? We already have a mare with that name) (@Grapejuice sure c:)

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Ƥяι∂є
Bαη∂ Sтαℓℓιση
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ☽ 11 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ☽ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 1 ☽ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 11? ☽ Tᵃᵍˢ : Voodoo

Pride didn't mind the silence too much, though a conversation would be nice. He thought about speaking up a few times, but was unable to come up with anything to say so he just stayed quiet. The silence did not last forever, Voodoo finally spoke up, asking about where they were head. The stud flicked his ear towards her and frowned a bit. Where were they headed to? They were traveling and going somewhere, but where were they going. The mustang had slowed a bit, and nearly stopped but he continued moving. After a few moments, he finally spoke up. "...Somewhere." He paused, then spoke again "I think we should try to find other horses. Winter will be here in a few months and it would be safer if we were with others." Winter was a tough season, the temperature dropped and the land would be covered in layers of snow, causing food to become scarce. Surviving the winter alone was pretty much impossible and it was tough for small bands to get through the harsh season. Pride thought it would be better for them to expand the herd, gain a few more members before it begins to snow.

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Δкυмα
Bαη∂ Sтαℓℓιση
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ☄ 11 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ☄ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 2 ☄ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 3 ☄ Tᵃᵍˢ : Cusick, Gypsy

Once Akuma was back down to all fours, he noticed that Cusick was going to rear. He did a small rear and let out a grunt when he felt Cusick once again attack his neck. Gritting his teeth the stallion attempted to pull away, moving his head back and trying to strike at Cusick again with his hoof.

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Яιкυ
Bαη∂ Sтαℓℓιση
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ✶ 5 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ✶ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 1 ✶ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 0 ✶ Tᵃᵍˢ : Ciqala, Winter, Mariah

Like Winter, the stallion glanced back to the other two mares before breaking into a steady trot. He stayed close to Winter and moved behind her, one ear forward while the other was flicked back. He wanted to get away from here, as far as they possibly could so that Akuma would not find them. He let Winter lead the way, and the male stayed quietly as they moved away from Mariah and Ciqala.

[dira.]

[fixed it c;]

[dira.]

☢ ＨＥＬＬ☢ ＨＯＵＮＤ ☢
ʙᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʟʟɪᴏɴ
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age 》 ten years
gender 》 stallion
herd 》 yes
mares 》 six
status 》 healthy
tagged 》 his herd

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Hound listened to every word the pretty mare had to say intently. As she hurried off the large black stud was left with his mouth wide open, paralyzed in one place. Had that mare just threatened him? Had she really just threatened to really hurt him? "Where does Devil get these..things?!?" With a huff he turned tail and watched as Chaos was confronted by the weird and quite taunting mare, Insanity. "Poor Chaos, she was always the scariest mare in my book, looks like she was just replaced by miss touch me if you dare!" chuckled the ten year old with his signature smirk plastered onto his face. After watching for a while he grew bored and decided to munch on the dried autumn blades of grass. As he ate his thoughts drifted to his brother, Devil. Why he had left the area left Hound baffled. They had everything. A large herd, a foal hood friend, Chaos, whom Devil had always wanted to be more then friends with and a large valley that they could rule over. Now, he was gone but it didn't matter how many time Hound told himself that. They had always been together. Always. With a flick of his tail he watched the mares in his herd as he munched on the brown grass.

✡ ＭＯＮＳＴＥＲ ✡ ＵＮＤＥＲ 
 ＹＯＵＲ ✡ ＢＥＤ ✡
ʟᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴇ
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age 》 three years
gender 》 mare
herd 》 no
rank 》 lone mare
status 》 in heat three
tagged 》 punk & nurse

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on hold

☠ ＨＯＲＲＯＲ ☠ ＳＴＯＲＹ ☠
ʙᴀᴄʜᴇʟᴏʀ
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age 》 two years
gender 》 stallion
herd 》 no
mares 》 0
status 》 healthy
tagged 》 lost

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Reaper, having just realized that he had just spooked the flea bitten grey creature, took a few steps away to give him space. To him, the grey horse looked like a follower rather than a leader, so with a slight nudge to his neck he pressed on. "I'm offering it, plus you look like a guy who could use a friend" Reaper tossed his head up as his dark grey mane interfered with his vision. The large colt could tell by the two year old's stance that he was quite shaken up. He guessed that the two studs had chased him away from what looked to be his mother. Shuffling his hooves he lipped quietly at the sun dried grass below. Huffing at the taste, he raised his head to look once more at the horse.

♥ ＴＨＥ ♥ ＤＥＶＩＬ'Ｓ ♥ ＤＡＴＥ ♥
ʟᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴇ
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age 》 twelve years
gender 》 mare
herd 》 no
rank 》 lone mare
status 》 heat two
tagged 》 pride & voodoo

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Bae trotted peacefully through the orange colored trees. The leaves fallings on her chestnut medicine hat coat as she went along her way in the shadowy woods. A thin strip of light lay ahead as the mare broke into a steady canter. The dead grass below her crunched loudly as her sixteen hand figure thundered over them. The paint cross broke free of the fire colored leaves and into an open area. Halting swiftly, she nipped at the grass. Grimacing at the crispiness and at the lack of flavor. Swinging her head up she perked her ears at the sound of two sets of hoof beats quickly approaching. Turning to face the horses she pinned her ears back and steadied her stance. With uneasy eyes she watched as a pair of horses trotted her way. Though they were still far off. She could clearly make out a paint of some sort with a bay trailing beside him. No longer frightened but now curious she let out a low nicker of greeting.

[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||

The chestnut simply ignored argument, she refused to get in the middle of anything, So with ears pinned she trotted off. Shifting her ears into a forwards position listening to what could be ahead. The chestnut mare bobbed her head and pinned her ears back as she felt a light nip to her shoulder. With ears pinned, Tango warned the slightly younger stallion, she didn't like being pushed around or nipped, and she wasn't tolerating that. So with ears pinned she sidestepped away and snapped her teeth at him warning him slightly once more before she allowed her body to return to a relaxed state no longer showing the aggression she had a moment ago. Flicking her ears as she listened to his words she rolled her eyes and sighed. "a stallion with a past... brilliant" She muttered gently, trying so hard not to be rude, she was just not in the mood for fun and games or any stallions who might try and throw her around like she was some kind of prize to be won. Realizing she had however been rude, the mare groaned and spoke briefly, yet gently "Apologies, I must say I don't like to be thrown around, hence the reason I was on my way." She murmured gently but did nor rest any legs to show she was not moving. Instead the mare nickered softly and looked to the other male, the dark black one, the one she had decided to escape, he seemed cruel, but strong nonetheless, which would mean he'd bare good foals, healthy ones. "I take it she's not the only mare he's taken from you" She mumbled, before stepping back and roughly nudging him, despite she was 6, she was still a whole year older than the male, which meant she had a year more experience with the world than he did, she knew he knew it was best not to stick around, but she also knew he was probably not in the mood to snake, she was not in the mood to run, or be pushed around so with a rough nudge and a soft nip to the flank she began to push him towards a different meadow. Soon taking the lead she swished her tail against his chest and picked up a trot, swishing her tail once more inviting the stallion to follow as she moved along contently. One ear pinned back as to warn him not to touch her while they moved.

Wether the stallion was following at that time she was not fussed, if he didn't he would not have a mare so she doubted he wouldn't follow, but she did not turn back to check. Instead she found herself in a small meadow by a shallow lake, perhaps only shoulder depth. She walked in to her knees and lowered her nose to take a long drink. With a final sip, the chestnut mare looked back, looking for the male curiously.

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thє dєvíls fínαl gíft
вαchєlσr
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||age : 7 years||
||Gender : stallion||
||Status : Cocky/needy||
||Mares : none||
||Rank : bachelor||
||Tags : open||

A handsome paint stallion let his body lay against the cool grass. When the stallion decided it was time to wake and search for a herd, he grunted, not wanting to stand, Alas, with a final grunt he stood up and called out contently, beginning his journey for a herd. He'd eaten enough food to last a few hours, and was only going to stop for water.. or if he saw a great patch of grass. His main focus: find mares. A loud whinny yet again left his pink and black lips as his need to start and grow a herd lingered.

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α líttlє αmαrєttσ
hєrd mαrє
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||age : 4 years||
||Gender : Mare||
||Status : curious||
||Herd : N/A||
||Rank : loner||
||Tags : open||

Rhett's ears flicked as she grazed, her pretty white coat which was speckled with dark brown spots, her long thick brown tail swaying gently at her side spreading that so called "precious" Estrus scent that stallions so loved. She flared her nostrils and tossed her head, her ears lightly pinned as she snorted. She was not agitated nor was she happy, but she was curious, curious to find out what the world would bring today. Drama? Chaos? or would the world simply bring her a loving friend? perhaps a stallion. The thoughts ran wild through the curious mare, she couldn't see anything better to do other than to think about what the world could be.

[~Static~]

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

Angil heard, distantly, The Devil's Final Gift as he let out a whinny. She immediately responded with a loud nicker. She was curious to see how far she could push Cain- or, if the stallion tried to snake her, if he would be able to fend him off. She flicked an ear with an almost invisible smirk, waiting for a reaction from either stallion.

[SilverBell90]

Cusick felt several spots of searing pain as Akumas hooves came down on him. As he looked for another spot to attack. The unprotected chest of the stallion cause his eye. With Akuma's legs on top of him, he had a clear shot. Cusick lunged out at snapped down on one of the muscles, shaking his head to draw more blood and cut deeper.

Soldier sniffed the grass a he walked on, alone accept for the bugs in the grass and the birds in the sky. He listened for any signs of another horse, possibly a mare, but when all was quiet he decided to take action. He raised his head and let out a loud call for any mare to hear. It would certainly have a chance of attracting angry and territorial stallions too, but that was a risk he was willing to take.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

(I don't have any muse for Echo right now, sorry)
(And I'll wait for Rose's response before I post for Amethyst)

Ash gently lipped at Domino's neck once he dismounted, her ears laying back. She quietly flared her nostrils, deciding to groom the male only for a few moments, as she grew tired. The mare gently pressed herself against Domino, and she stretched her neck out, closing her eyes. She let out a soft nicker, before falling asleep...

Cleopatra munched on the grass, feeling peaceful and relaxed as she was left Aline to sulk oe ether foal she could have had. At the touch, her head shot up and she thrusted her rump away from the source, only to relax herself as she realized that it was just Nightmare. After realizing what he was doing, Cleo shifted her rump back towards his direction, swishing her thick tail. She perked her ears, looking at him as if she was waiting.

Winter noticed Riku shift towards the back, her ears beginning to flick anxiously. The mare didn't like to lead; she didn't want to be responsible for the well-being and life of someone else, that is capable of taking care of themselves. A foal, however, is different because they need someone to care for them, because they can't go out on their own. Winter shook her head a few times, determined to lead her and Riku to somewhere safe and far away from Akuma and his herd. Deep down, she wished that Mariah was still with them, because she missed having the lead mare to follow around. The Appaloosa kept a steady pace, speeding up a little, but not too much to preserve her energy. Being heavily pregnant cut down Winter's stamina, so she had to slow down every so often to be able to keep moving forward.

[azhefa.]

((I'll try to post tomorrow if I can get my mom to take me to the local library (:

@Mirror + Grapejuice - Karma moved the band to food and water already so they aren't just standing around anymore (: