The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

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snowflake dream-snow-
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Samurai's herd
Heat, none
Tagged;the herd
Place;a watering hole

Snow called her foal back as soon as she went over the hill. she scolded her firmly and then sent her on her way. she watched as the energetic filly ran around ninja happily. she gave the stallion an apoligizing smile and looked at the water. she knew it was still a precious reasource. at times like this, they needed it. so she would keep them here until it was closer to winter, when they should probably need to be in the forest, to strip the bark off of trees to eat.

dream's games-game-
Newborn
Samurai's herd
Tagged; her new herd
Place; a watering hole

Game thought for a second. "Game." She said meekly and cutely. She said prancing after him. Her bright brown eyes hopefully looked at the larger stallion.
(OK no muse)

[Over the Moon]

((I have Blue and Grim feels... :3 Why does he have to be a gelding?! ))
Blue Moon:
Blue nicked quietly to Asuna, telling her not to worry. The blue roan tensed when she felt a forehead touch her stomach, and she slowly turned her head to see Grim. She sucked in a breath, feeling her heart rate sped up. Undoubtedly the gelding would be able to feel the foal she carried, but strangely he didn't comment on it. Turning her delicate head, the mare nibble gently on his mane. "You could have one." She breathed, hardly believing the words coming out of her mouth. "Perhaps there's a mare that dreams of a family with you.." She quickly looked away with ears flicked back, her equivalent of a blush. "It's fine, Grim." She murmured. "We are both at fault here." The blue roan shyly glanced at him again only to see him ambling over to her daughter. Blue sighed softly and watched with gentle round eyes, waiting for Grim to return to her.

Winter's Mystery:
Mystery shook her mane, slightly annoyed. "But he's killed full grown stallions! Haven't you heard-" She broke off and looked up to see Grim. The filly froze with her mouth open for a moment, then shut it with a snap. Out of all the stallions, Grim was her favorite, but she still remembered him threatening to kill her that very first day. However, that distant memory wasn't enough to silence her completely. With an indignant snort, she spoke again. "Well, she bit me for no reason! And no offence, Grim, but are teachers supposed to kill?"

((I'm waiting for Grim to reply before I post for my mares. :3 ))

[Dark Moon]

Apollo sqeauled playfully and as Lucy reached over to him and nipped him, Apollo darted towards her, speeding up slightly.

[grapejuice]

Nᵃᵐᵉ :: Live Fast Die Beautiful
Aᵍᵉ :: Eight
Gᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ :: Mare
Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :: Alert
Hᵉʳᵈ :: Tidal's
Tᵃᵍˢ :: Herd

They'd only been there for what... not even half a day? And already a threat present itself. A large draft horse, much older than Tidal. And the black mare frowned, stopping her play and watching him warily. When Tidal told them to move, the mare obeyed. She lowered her head and snaked the herd off to the side, making distance between the herd and this new stallion. But he'd only come for water, thankfully enough. The Morab sighed with relief, watching as he simply drank his fill. With that out of the way, she knew it was time to find new grazing grounds. If they'd been found that quickly and so easily, then perhaps it was time to consider moving away from the mainlands altogether. Sure it was a risk, but staying to close could also jeopardize the herd. Apocalypse had to keep them together. So she nickered to her bandmates, circling them once as if to round them up, before taking off at a canter. She knew the perfect place to go. And upon arrival, she was relieved to detect no other horse scents. It was a small bowl-shaped valley, nestled behind several low hills. Towards the bottom was a small pond, not really meant for swimming or water play, just for drinking. There were a few trees at that provided shade, though they were becoming bare, and enough dried grass to keep everyone well fed. This would have to do. It wasn't too far from the mainland, but it also wasn't too close.

Nᵃᵐᵉ :: Box of Sin
Aᵍᵉ :: Nine
Gᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ :: Mare
Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :: Enjoying herself
Hᵉʳᵈ :: None
Tᵃᵍˢ :: Lucifer

Oh that sly dog. This handsome stallion was her equal when it came to wits and flirting, and he made her skin crawl. The contact of their coats made her feel electrified. The constant threat of him simply snaking her and taking her as his own was thrilling. And the whole game of who would be the first to break made her want to go all in and ensure this stallion was hers. Hers as in, under her control and nobody elses. Ever. She wanted this stallion. She craved him, craved his touch and his adoration. Pandora wanted to make sure he would never want another mare again, simply due to the fact there were none out there quite like her. But he needed to crave her too. As she came around yet again, her body still pressed tightly to his as she circled, she was stopped. The stallion gripped her mane in his teeth and yanked it in a way that made her feel like she was on fire. It was a delicious feeling she never wanted to go away. Her deep brown eyes now met his own, captivated by him and his breath-taking words. He was good. If he wished it, she would grant it. She'd behave like a good little pet only to please him and control him. It was a sick game, where she came out the ultimate winner. By giving him what he wanted, he would only fall deeper into her trap. And once he was wrapped around her hoof, snap. He was hers, and under her control. "Lucifer." She spoke in that breathlessly sexy tone, her eyes half-lidded in a rather sultry way. His name was so fitting. The girl was literally dancing with the devil. "My name, you ask?" The mare smirked. "According to Greek mythology, the girl was given many gifts. The gifts of beauty, musical ability, speech, and of course that box." The mare knew the history of her name as well. "And as we all know, curiosity killed the cat. The girl opened the box and released sin into the world, though, I don't believe it was all that foolish since I now have you. Lucifer." She'd danced around the question only so she could breathe his name out in a moan yet again. She wanted to see him squirm. But really, she needed to get to the point. "Box of Sin is my full name, but most find it easier to call me Pandora. Remember it now, because you'll be screaming it later." And the gray Quarab winked, before nestling her slender bodice against his well-toned chest. "And if you see it fit, punish me for opening that damn box, because I don't regret it one bit."

Nᵃᵐᵉ :: Tsunami
Aᵍᵉ :: Five
Gᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ :: Mare
Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :: Annoyed
Hᵉʳᵈ :: None
Tᵃᵍˢ :: Death, Raid

As quickly as the fight had started, it was over. And that pathetic stallion was gone, chasing after that prissy little mare like some lovestruck yearling. "Yeah, just keep running away from your problems you low-life!" She yelled, before turning back to her step-father and presumably her new step-mother, with tears in her eyes. Nami dare not let them fall, though. She was too strong to cry. But she swore she was going to break when the flaxen chestnut beside her gave her a comforting nudge. The painted mare said nothing, but kept her head down low. Her foalhood friend and former lover was now gone. He wanted nothing to do with her. Stupid stallion. Chasing after easy mares who want nothing more than a little bit of power. But if that's what he wanted, then that's what he would be getting. The mare had taken off the second danger presented itself, showing that she was nothing more than a coward. How fitting, because Raid was one as well. Tsunami stood off to the side from Honey and Death, allowing the reunited pair their space.

Nᵃᵐᵉ :: Lune de Miel
Aᵍᵉ :: Ten
Gᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ :: Mare
Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :: Happy, nervous
Hᵉʳᵈ :: Death
Tᵃᵍˢ :: Death

Just like that, Raid was gone. The mare nickered a soft farewell to the other survivor, hoping for nothing but the best for him. He'd been kind enough to watch over her in her most vulnerable time, and she hoped that the universe would repay him kindly. On the other hand, the bitter paint, Nami, seemed to want for him to suffer. Something Honey didn't understand, merely because she didn't know of their situation, and she was far too kind to wish horrible things on anyone. Unless she was mad of course, and believe me, you don't want to see Honey mad. That's a scary sight. The Arabian mare stepped over towards Nami, giving her a gentle nudge as if to tell her everything would be okay, before looking back to her black stallion. Her first love. Her one and only. She sighed heavily, and braced herself. This story would hurt her, she knew it already. It hurt to tell it, and hurt because she feared that... well, Death wouldn't think the same of her again. "I know you're upset about... this." The mare muttered, gesturing towards her round stomach. She was so heavy with foal, it was clear she'd be giving birth any day now. "After you left, everything was a mess. Macabre found it fit to torture me and Dancer, constantly snapped at us as if she were lead. That is, until Fiasco's lead put her in her place. She wasn't really the same after that." Honestly, it was so hard to retell all of the past events. Mystic Falls had done a number on it's residents' mental health. "Things were fine. Time went on and well, our baby was born." There was a smile on her lips and tears forming in her eyes. "My first baby. Our first as a couple. Oh Death, she was beautiful. She looked so much like you. Black in color with a sleek Arabian form. She was so sweet. So passionate. She had a love for running, quite like you." And she lowered her head. "I named her Shinigami. Goddess of death. In respect to your name and your great bloodlines. And I loved her to bits. But one day she was running on the outskirts of the herd, exploring. I'd only turned away for a second and before I knew it--" She gulped, tears falling. "A mountain lion. None of us heard it or even saw it. We'd only noticed when it grabbed her. I tried to save her. I tried. I ran it off but... it was too late." Honey felt her heart breaking. "I couldn't eat. Couldn't sleep. I didn't want to move from that location. I couldn't. It was my fault she was gone... But we had to move once winter struck. For the next few years, I didn't talk to anyone. Not even poor Dancer, who still had her baby. A handsome colt like you. I was jealous. Jealous and upset and eventually I gave in. I wanted a baby, Death. And I would have come running to you for one, but Fiasco was always watching. I couldn't leave. So... I gave him my permission. And not long after that, the herd dispersed." She had somehow managed to keep her voice from breaking too much, and told a majority of what she needed to. Still, tears were shed as she thought back to their beautiful little girl.

Nᵃᵐᵉ :: Dante's Inferno
Aᵍᵉ :: Six
Gᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ :: Mare
Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ :: Shocked
Hᵉʳᵈ :: Anloric's
Tᵃᵍˢ :: Herd

It had been all fun and games. Dante was smiling, Nati was happy, and little Halo was tuckered out. She nuzzled the fluffy filly, completely content with her life. But then they came. Coyotes. Many of them. And the sorrel colored mustang was frozen in fear. "Nati, Halo needs to get to safety." She said, still in place as she watched the pack close in. "Get her somewhere safe." Dante loved the little filly too much, and her friend Nati. She couldn't bear to see either one get hurt, or worse. They were her first priority. She glanced back to them and snorted. "Go." Dante commanded, as the pack snarled. "They can't take us down if we split up."

{{ Ran out of muse, I'm sorry. I'll post for Phantom and Ghost soon, just iffy what to do with them. I'm going to post for Voodoo soon as well. And I feel so bad for Cerberus, Sora. Maybe she'd want to befriend Gator? }}

[.ace.]

Fading Nightmares:
Night jumped slightly as Cleo jerked away from his touch. At first he was baffled, and a bit worried that he had hurt her so much that she would refuse his foal. But then, the mare calmed down and swiveled her hips back over to him. Night smiled widely. She accepted him. He must have just startled her, and not infuriated. The stallion brushed his muzzle down her side before moving around behind her rear.

(fade --> unfade)

Night dismounted Cleopatra and dropped heavily back down to all fours, feeling energized. But it wasn't long before new, sudden thoughts arose in his mans. A swell of mixed feeling bubbled up inside him. The stallion was glad that this mare would carry his foal, yet nervous because it would be his first. He had heard tell that band stallions had to drive off colts from their herds when they got to a certain age because of arousing conflicts over mares. This worried him greatly. But then again, some stallions did keep their sons in the herd with them. Stallions like Pan. Night shivered. Though he had never met the great band stallion, he hoped that he never would. He had only heard stories told to him by fellow bachelors who had encountered him. But even though Pan was a bit of a king among the wild horses, Night reluctantly had to admit that he revered the stallion. Pan had managed to sire and keep most of the colts in his herd and was able to hold a gracious amount of mares. He was an expert at snaking females... What if he went after Cleo? Night shook his head swiftly to clear it of all thoughts of the elder band stallion. Nothing would take Cleopatra from him. Not as long as he was with her. He smiled again as he looked at the Gypsy Vanner. She was his mare. And he intended to keep her.

Raindrops on Roses:
Rain paused from walking as she heard a low call of a horse. A bachelor, most likely. The mare snorted and shook her head in reproach. Some stallions were too desperate or greedy for mares. She was suddenly a bit surprised as a high pitched whinny of a mare answered his call. It was unbelievable! She didn't understand why mares would do something like that: running to the first bachelor that called. Rain tossed her mane and continued to move along. It wasn't long before another bellow split the air, closer than the other ones were. This was not one of desperation, but almost accusational. As if it were the mares' fault that they weren't coming. Well, she guessed it was kind of their fault, but there was no reason that a stallion should throw a tantrum over it. Rain shrugged and whipped her tail around behind her, her heat scent only a faint whiff in the autumn breeze.

[~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

The mare flicked her tail, trying to attract interest from any other stallions. She still wanted to find out just how far she could push Cain. He was obviously avery cocky, self-absorbed stallion, and she was unsure whether he even cared about his mares much, or simply thought of them as trophies. Either way, she was sure she would soon find out...

[Blumenkranz]

(Bleh muse is kinda low, I'll post for Nowi and Sebastian later)

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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ※ 5 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ※ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Tidal ※ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Pregnant ※ Tᵃᵍˢ : Herd

She let out a sigh of relief, glad to see that there would be no fight between the stallions. Tidal was strong, and she believed in her stallion but she didn't want Tidal to get hurt. She looked over to Apocalypse, and moved into a steady trot when the dark mare started to move the herd. The bachelor who had come by earlier was now gone, but it would probably be best for them to move into a different area. If they stuck around, the next male who may came by might not just be looking for a drink. She moved into a canter, making sure that Sebastian stuck close as they moved to the new place. They arrived at a small valley, which had plenty of grass and a pond for them to drink from. Faith began to slow, her ears pricked as she took in her surroundings. It looked safe, she couldn't see or scent anything strange.

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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ❀ Yᵉᵃʳˡᶤᶰᵍ ❀ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Ezra ❀ Mᵒᵗʰᵉʳ : Hopeless Dream ❀ Tᵃᵍˢ : Herd

When Apollo darted out from under Natsu's belly and charged towards her, the yearling filly let out a soft squeal and she wheeled around, breaking into a slow canter. She kept glancing back to Apollo, but made sure not to crash into anyone as she ran away from the small colt.

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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ☽ 11 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ☽ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 1 ☽ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 11? ☽ Tᵃᵍˢ : Voodoo, Bae

Eventually, a horse came into view. There was a lone paint horse up ahead and the mustang stallion pricked his ears. He heard the horse call out to them in greeting, but he did not reply right away. He couldn't yet tell wether this horse was male or female. He hoped that the horse was a female, as there could be some trouble if they were male. Staying close to Voodoo, he continued to move forward, and he relaxed a bit when he realized that the horse was a mare. He nickered to her in greeting, then glanced around briefly. She didn't seem to be a part of a herd, she seemed to be by herself which was good for Pride, he wasn't in the mood for a fight right now. As they came closer to this mare, he began to slow and once they had reached her, he came to a halt. "Hello." He said simply, his dark eyes examining the mare in front of him curiously. "My name is Pride, and this here is Voodoo." He said, pointing his muzzle to the mare beside before facing the other are again "What is your name?"

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

Panting lightly, Akuma was prepared to attack again, but something prevented him from striking right away. Cusick latched onto his chest and the male let out a grunt, wincing and his ears laying flat against his head. He randomly lashed out with one of his forelegs, probably not even hitting Cusick before trying to pull away from Cusick. Cusick was biting down hard and blood began to flow from the new wound on his chest. Finding himself unable to pull away without making the wound worse, he instead retaliated. The male reached out and bit down on Cusick's neck, hoping that it would get Cusick to let go or at least loosen his grip.

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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ✶ 5 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ✶ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 1 ✶ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 0 ✶ Tᵃᵍˢ : Winter

Riku moved quietly with Winter, trusting her to lead them to a good place far from where Akuma was. They were moving a bit slow for his liking, but he didn't urge Winter to go faster. The mare was pregnant and would be giving birth sometime soon, it would be good for her to stay at a steady fast. As they moved he remained alert, his ears swiveling and listening carefully to their surroundings.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Cleopatra happily gazed at Nightmare, picturing a perfect little foal. Along with Nightmare, this would be her first foal, in which it's a first for both parents. Cleo had deep concerned about the foal and her life with it, but she chose not to let those negative stirrings disturb her. The mare shook out her mane and moved closer to the male's side, softly beginning to groom his mane contently.

Winter glanced over her shoulder at Riku, guilt prickling along her spine as she noticed the stallions movements. The way his hooves came in contact with the ground, Winter could tell that she was leading them at a pace that was too slow for him. She let out a sigh, knowing that any faster would put strain on her and the unborn foal. She simply tried to lengthen her stride out, without forcing herself forward any faster. The dappled mare let out a huff, noticing that it took longer for her to catch her breath. Her chest rose and fell fairly quicker than normal, and she felt a small pain in her stomach, small but concentrated. Instantly Winter's ears pinned back, and she instinctively slowed down even further than they were already going. She finally halted, glancing chins her to see that the herd just barely disappeared from view. Her rapid breathing did not cease to exist, and she felt yet another pain in her belly. She clacked her teeth uncertainly, before forcing herself to move along, despite her instincts of finding shelter to foal in. Her gaze flickered over to a group of trees that formed what seemed to be a forest. If Winter and Riku could at least make it there, then things would be better...

[Moon pool]

(Accepted)

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Dʳᵉᵃᵐ ☆ 10 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ☆ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Ezra ☆ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Pregnant ☆ Tᵃᵍˢ : Herd, Squire

"Yes, I know." Dream sigh softly, looking to Eagle. "I'm just...a bit worried." She added, then turned her attention to Ezra who was now chasing after the bachelor who had been approaching the herd. The young male seemed to be around Natsu's age, and the mare watched quietly as Ezra drove the young stallion away.

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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ❀ Yᵉᵃʳˡᶤᶰᵍ ❀ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Ezra ❀ Mᵒᵗʰᵉʳ : Hopeless Dream ❀ Tᵃᵍˢ : Herd

At first, Lucy went slow to allow Apollo to go and run and have some fun rather than being tagged right away. Over time Lucy began to speed up, determined to get the colt. Apollo ducked under Natsu, though the yearling still came forward. Once she was by her brother, she halted and lowered her head so that she could look at Apollo. The dark filly flashed him a smile, then reached out to nip him.

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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ✧ 2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ✧ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ 0 ✧ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 1 ✧ Tᵃᵍˢ : Dream, Lucy, Summer, Ezra, Apollo, Squire

He stood quietly, tense and watching Ezra. However, instead of charging at him like he thought he would, Ezra suddenly went after something else. He blinked and watched Ezra, seeing that he was charging at a young male. He watched them for a few moments, but stopped when something moved under him. Pricking his ears he looked to what it was, seeing that Apollo was hiding underneath. Lucy was approaching, a grin on her face. Normally Natsu would join their little game, but instead he just stood still and watched as Lucy went after his son.

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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ☄ 11 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ☄ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 2 ☄ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 2 ☄ Tᵃᵍˢ : Cusick, Gypsy

Once Akuma had a grip on Cusick, he bit down. Hard. He wasn't paying attention to anything that was going on around him, the only thing he was focusing on at the moment was Cusick. When Cusick attempted to loosen Akuma's grip, the stallion shifted and tried to keep holding on, but the stallion failed and when Cusick's pulled away, he lost his grip on Cusick's neck. Letting out a snort, the stallion turned his body so that he was facing Cusick before rearing and striking out with his foreleg.

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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ✶ 5 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ✶ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 0 ✶ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 0 ✶ Tᵃᵍˢ : Ciqala, Winter, Mariah

He stayed pretty quiet, only giving a nod when someone spoke to him. He let the mares speak and say their good byes, but Riku was slowing starting to become impatient. He wanted to go, get out of here before Akuma came back. He didn't know when he would be back, but Riku hoped that it was not soon. Eventually, once the mares were done speaking, he turned to Winter. "C'mon, let's go." He nickered, giving the mare a nudge with his nose before beginning to move in the direction opposite of where Akuma was.

Eagle| Ezera's herd| pregnate| with dream
Eagle nodded and nudged dream gently in support and looked t her I assure you he won't go to far with his foal around at least not for a year or so she looked at Ezera then back to dream he won't be to hard to find if you look hard enough she said smirking

[SilverBell90]

Cusick snorted a hot gush of air and kept holding tight. The sharp pain of Akuma teeth didn't stop him from biting on. He continued to shake his head, though it was harder to do this time with Akuma jaws clamped on his neck.

Ciqala felt a horrible ache in her stomach. She looked around and then at her stomach. The goal was moving, it was time. She let out a high pitch whinny to Akuma, then walked to find a safe place in the forest. A big Bush between two trees a bit further into the woods seemed like a good place. The exhausted mare slowly lay down on her side and closed her eyes.