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wríttєn díαrч pαígєs
hєrd mαrє
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Paige lay quietly in the sun near the herd, listening for any threats but also trying to get a bit of relaxation into her body. She opened her eyes looking for pandemic before huffing and searching for the other males. Paige was now barely in heat, but her longing for another foal was still there. With pandemic constantly being away, she'd tested a few males, all to cowardly to betray Pandemic by covering her. The mare groaned gently and frowned, being lead mare, she was pandemics mare, which, no longer bothered her that much. Not to say she'd gotten over Pride, but why hold onto something when it is out of your reach? With a groan she stood up and whinnied loudly. Feeling tight and tense and moved into a trot, coming up behind one of the other mares ears pinned she tossed her head, her typical horse nature compelling her to push someone around with her to run. She pinned her ears and snaked her neck as she snaked one of the mares out for a small run. Once bored of running, she laid back and let the mare return to the herd as she turned around and swished her tail. Being part arabian, the mare trotted along, her tail up like a flag wiht each graceful step as she moved back closer to the herd. Ears still pinned she tossed her head snaking it slightly before turning away and stopping, tail still up high as she lowered her muzzle and grazed quietly.
wríttєn díαrч pαígєs
hєrd mαrє
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||age : 11 years||
||Gender : Mare||
||Status : content||
||Herd : Pandemic's||
||Rank : Lead mare||
||Tags : herd||
Paige lay quietly in the sun near the herd, listening for any threats but also trying to get a bit of relaxation into her body. She opened her eyes looking for pandemic before huffing and searching for the other males. Paige was now barely in heat, but her longing for another foal was still there. With pandemic constantly being away, she'd tested a few males, all to cowardly to betray Pandemic by covering her. The mare groaned gently and frowned, being lead mare, she was pandemics mare, which, no longer bothered her that much. Not to say she'd gotten over Pride, but why hold onto something when it is out of your reach? With a groan she stood up and whinnied loudly. Feeling tight and tense and moved into a trot, coming up behind one of the other mares ears pinned she tossed her head, her typical horse nature compelling her to push someone around with her to run. She pinned her ears and snaked her neck as she snaked one of the mares out for a small run. Once bored of running, she laid back and let the mare return to the herd as she turned around and swished her tail. Being part arabian, the mare trotted along, her tail up like a flag wiht each graceful step as she moved back closer to the herd. Ears still pinned she tossed her head snaking it slightly before turning away and stopping, tail still up high as she lowered her muzzle and grazed quietly.
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prídє's míssч
fíllч
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(keep forgetting to update her age)
The filly had grown into a pretty yearling now, she watched her brother leave, a cry left her muzzle. She was still young and didn't understand, whee was he going? would he come back. Why couldn't she go? Her mother had said that now she was one, pandemic would probaly be more protective of her. Missy could fall pregnant at this age yes, but she would have a 90% chance of dying during birth. However, once she turned two, she'd be almost fully mature in enough to breed at least, and seeing she was not pandemics's daughter, he'd be able to breed with her unless for some reason he let her leave. Her mother hadn't thought of that, Missy was a pretty paint mare now and would bare good foals when her time came. As the yearling watched her brother leave she turned to Phantom frowning, why was the once so protective mare letting the young male leave. With a sigh Missy turned around and looked to her mother, trotting up to her and gently nipping her. She frowned as her mother pushed away but sighed knowing that she was no longer a filly, her mother wasn't going to tolerate any nagging from her.
Pride's Missy stood beside her mother, her mother was aproximatly 15.2 hands or something, for the moment, Missy was already reaching 14.2 and would grow more as she got older. Her mother had said she'd be taller than herself which pleased the yearling. She wanted to be tall, she'd alawys been so short as a foal. Ears pinned the young mare walked off, her mother was not fussed about the yearling gaining distance, so long as she remained in sight, after all, Missy was young and was still her daughter. she looked to Grim and smiled Trotting up to her only male friend, well.. her only friend now that Ghost had left. "Morning Grim" Her voice soft, sweet even with a hint of kindness. The yearling gently nibbled the older males ear before looking around, bouncing a bit on her front hooves so she could get high enough to look over his back, being Missy, she wasn't going to do things the long way, she wanted a short cut, and bouncing on her front hooves was better than walking all the way to grims rump just to see. Atleast, that was what she thought. When she realised it was just some of the other young mares she sighed and turned back to Grim with a sweet smile upon her white and pink muzzle. The chestnut paint flicked her ears towards her dapple white mother, Missy bore a few dapples on her belly and up part of her rump, but no where else, she looked mostly like her father. Bobbing her head contently the young mare lowered her muzzle and grazed, moving off a bit no longer right beside Grim as she nipped at the grass contently.
prídє's míssч
fíllч
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||age : bit over a year||
||Gender : mare||
||Status : content||
||Herd : Pandemic's||
||Rank : yearling||
||Tags : herd||
(keep forgetting to update her age)
The filly had grown into a pretty yearling now, she watched her brother leave, a cry left her muzzle. She was still young and didn't understand, whee was he going? would he come back. Why couldn't she go? Her mother had said that now she was one, pandemic would probaly be more protective of her. Missy could fall pregnant at this age yes, but she would have a 90% chance of dying during birth. However, once she turned two, she'd be almost fully mature in enough to breed at least, and seeing she was not pandemics's daughter, he'd be able to breed with her unless for some reason he let her leave. Her mother hadn't thought of that, Missy was a pretty paint mare now and would bare good foals when her time came. As the yearling watched her brother leave she turned to Phantom frowning, why was the once so protective mare letting the young male leave. With a sigh Missy turned around and looked to her mother, trotting up to her and gently nipping her. She frowned as her mother pushed away but sighed knowing that she was no longer a filly, her mother wasn't going to tolerate any nagging from her.
Pride's Missy stood beside her mother, her mother was aproximatly 15.2 hands or something, for the moment, Missy was already reaching 14.2 and would grow more as she got older. Her mother had said she'd be taller than herself which pleased the yearling. She wanted to be tall, she'd alawys been so short as a foal. Ears pinned the young mare walked off, her mother was not fussed about the yearling gaining distance, so long as she remained in sight, after all, Missy was young and was still her daughter. she looked to Grim and smiled Trotting up to her only male friend, well.. her only friend now that Ghost had left. "Morning Grim" Her voice soft, sweet even with a hint of kindness. The yearling gently nibbled the older males ear before looking around, bouncing a bit on her front hooves so she could get high enough to look over his back, being Missy, she wasn't going to do things the long way, she wanted a short cut, and bouncing on her front hooves was better than walking all the way to grims rump just to see. Atleast, that was what she thought. When she realised it was just some of the other young mares she sighed and turned back to Grim with a sweet smile upon her white and pink muzzle. The chestnut paint flicked her ears towards her dapple white mother, Missy bore a few dapples on her belly and up part of her rump, but no where else, she looked mostly like her father. Bobbing her head contently the young mare lowered her muzzle and grazed, moving off a bit no longer right beside Grim as she nipped at the grass contently.
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sír chαrlєs línkσn
hєrd stαllíσn
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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.
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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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.
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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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.
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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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.
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.
