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Eʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ •Tᴡᴏ • Fɪʟʟʏ • Hᴇʀᴅ : - Tᴀɢs : Atom Bomb.

What was this.... this.. feeling? Perhaps? It seemed it was such a strong combination of fluttering butterflies and happiness. It had made her stop to decipher and ponder what really happened. What was the meaning of pretty anyways? Surely, it meant attractive. But it was already overwhelming that no one has ever called her that before. Not her parents,, her mother, anyone who was swept out by the disease. All her life she was only nagged by Colts who made her somewhat of a manhunter after tormenting such little brats. Or threatening to lets just at least say. Finding her way back into reality, she found her gaze to stare into the dainty little one once more. Her neck was suddenly lifted, as she averted away from looking at the colt.
"S-S-Sorry." she stammered, God did she ever hate herself for never learning some respect. It's hard to believe she ever felt that way, but it was like, something crashed into her to make her feel this way. "I Just... never had such feeling of a compliment before, believe me. If you ever met my parents, you would.. sort of understand." She brought out a soft chuckle, finding herself to be more comfortable with the attention of this fellow young one. Everything was impossible to her, how she actually began to care about someone who brought some respect into her by only complimenting her. It really didn't make any sense.

[LilHoneyBee]

▊ Ａｎｇｅｌ ▊ ｏｆ ▊ Ｍｉｎｅ ▊

mare ~ two years old ~ lone mare ~ heat level; two ~ stud/herd; x ~ foal(s); x ~ tagged; x

Young Mi was walking through a field, whinnying and playing. Now that she was alone, Angel could be as foolish as she wanted to. Her tail streamed behind her sending heat scent in waves. She was looking for a stallion, but not right away. The white shire called out for a stallion, but if nohorse answered, it wouldn't bother her any. Winter was no way close, so there was no reason for her to become desperate. She began to walk once again, to under a tree. The blazing sun was making her hot, and she needed to cool down. Her brown eyes scanned the area for any males that had heard her. Nothing. She called once more, except louder.

▊ Ｓｐｉｒｉｔ ▊ ｏｆ ▊ ｔｈｅ ▊ Ｌａｎｄ ▊

stallion ~ two years old ~ bachelor ~ mare(s) covered; zero ~ mare(s); x ~ foal(s); x ~ tagged; x

Spirit galloped over the plains, calling to any lone mares, or even any mares who weren't happy in a herd. Spirit had no problems fighting for some mares. He snorted, flicking his tail. He called out once more, more loud, and deep. Spirit was a large stallion, so he never had a mare escape him. His father had taught him well. He stomped his hooves on the ground. He was getting angry. This year would be his year. He would have the most large herd. And he wouldn't stop until he did.

▊ Ｂｌｏｏｄｙ ▊ Ｍｉｓｔａｋｅ ▊

mare ~ two years old ~ lone mare ~ heat level; one ~ stud/herd; x ~ foal(s); mirror image ~ tagged; mirror image

Young Miss was grazing contently, until a small whinny from her adoptive son made her perk up. He was simply playing with a leaf. Though Mirror wasn't actually Miss' colt, she felt like it was her duty to protect him better than her mother had. She gently snorted, shaking out the dirt in her mane, then looked over to see a palomino filly in the distance. She could see her young "son" admiring her, so she nudged him ahead with a playful whinny. Miss could tell he wanted to talk to her, so she began to walk over. Mirror had never had a fellow filly friend, and maybe, this young filly needed someone to care for her just as Mirror did. Once she made her way to the filly, she gave a friendly whinny to her, so she would know that Miss did not want to hurt her. The young mare felt her "son" pushed to her side, watching the filly from his left eye.

▊ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ ▊ Ｉｍａｇｅ ▊

colt ~ six months old ~ lone colt ~ mother; bloody mistake ~ herd; x ~ tagged; bloody mistake

Mirror was playing with a leaf, bucking, and rearing. Finally, the leaf blew away, and it made him whinny in protest. He heard his "mother" perk up, and he ignored it. He continued to play in the field, until he turned, to see a pretty palomino filly. His ears perked up tall, and he tilted his head with a little whinny. Was that what other fillys looked like? His "mother" didn't let him too far from her sight, and other horses never came around, knowing Miss' personality, they stayed away. He turned to his "mother" as she pushed pushed him forward. He just watched her in confusion, giving her a confused look. Finally, she walked over to the filly, and Mirror quickly galloped after her. Once Miss stopped, Mirror watched from her side, looking over the filly.

[azhefa.]

@Totoro - I responded and Sorakami's mature colt, Howl, has came over too.

Lol poor Levi, he just had to go and get the biggest filly in the valley pissed off at him xD

Ｃｕｒｓｅｄ Ｎｉｇｈｔｍａｒｅ
{Bᴀɴᴅ Sᴛᴀʟʟɪᴏɴ}
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Nᶤᵍʰᵗᵐᵃʳᵉ ⋮ 2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ/Fᶤˡˡᶤᵉˢ : 3 ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 0 ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Reflection/Toovey + Cricket

The stud hears Cricket's suggestion, but was too focused on Reflection for the words to really register. He gives Reflection another soft nudge with his nose and then happily nickers back before covering the filly. {Fade - Unfade} Nightmare was very excited, this will be his first living foal since all the other mares he had bred before the plague died before birthing. He rubs his nose and forehead on Reflection's shoulder before nudging her towards the lake, he was thirsty and figures everyone else was too, plus Cricket had already mentioned heading over so he lets her lead them over. His ears swivel around as he follows close behind his band of fillies, and mare now that Reflection has been bred, his keen hearing picking up bits and pieces of conversations and some running.

As they near the water, a breeze blows towards the stallion and with it, another heat scent. This time it was his other filly, Cricket, who was in heat and he was just as interested in her as he had been with Reflection. Nightmare speeds up a little to come up along side Cricket, his long legs making the action easy. Once close enough, the stud nickers to the mature filly, his nose reaching out to her flank curiously, but is sure to keep a safe distance in case she wasn't in the mood and decides to strike out at him which has happened before, he has a scar on his chin from a mare who hadn't in the mood. Nightmare keeps his ears alert as he attempts to court Cricket into allowing him to covering her and siring her foal.

Ｓｕｎ-Ｋｉｓｓｅｄ Ｒｏｓｅ
{Lᴏɴᴇ Fɪʟʟʏ}
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Rᵒˢᵉ ⋮ 2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : None ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Heat (2) ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: King

When the colt who was stalking her comes over trying to act confident and friendly, Rose simply ignores him, the only outward sign that she had heard him was the flattening of her ears. It seems her rude behavior wasn't working as well as it had before the plague, did all the colts become immune to her hostile nature or something? She snorts in irritation and keeps grazing, using the action as an excuse to ignore him and not talk, she never did like talking. Her tail flicks at a fly that kept biting at her flank, but the movement didn't help so she aggressively stomps her back leg to dislodge the pesky bug.

Rose flattens her ears some more when King questions her behavior, as if you don't know, she thinks to herself with a mental scoff. Colts can be so dense headed, not understanding why a filly doesn't want to be around them until she finally spits it out, but even then they act as if they had done nothing wrong, it's always the filly's fault it seems. Rose snorts and starts to move away again, this time out into the open where she knows other colts will be, if she can't get rid of her stalker by herself, then maybe another colt can. Her plan was to flee once her stalker gets into a battle with another interested bachelor, the fighting will keep them occupied enough for her to slip away.

Ｗｈａｔ Ｇｏｅｓ Ａｒｏｕｎｄ Ｃｏｍｅｓ Ａｒｏｕｎｄ
{Lᴏɴᴇ Fɪʟʟʏ}
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Kᵃʳᵐᵃ ⋮ 2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : None ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : No heat yet ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: None

The mature black filly grazes silently in the valley, her thick black tail swatting away flies that were trying to eat her alive. She snorts a little and shakes out her matching black mane before moving off to a better patch of grass that has yet to be trampled upon by rowdy bachelors or eaten by a lone horse. Karma's draft blood was evident in the way her body was portioned with nice muscles and a thick neck along with long sturdy legs that any other filly would die for. Her long legs gives her a very unusual height, nearly 16 hands already and will grow to about 17 hands so she wasn't even done growing yet. She was, in summary, a beautiful filly that was also built like a tank.

Karma goes to move again, but before she could even take a step, something large and solid slams into her. The filly squeals in surprise as she gets flung onto the ground, her long legs tangling with those of the horse that crashed into her. She lifts her head and shakes it a little to snap out of the light daze that the hard impact with the ground had caused. Karma surges angrily too her feet in a single fluid movement, that was surprisingly graceful for such a big filly, when she feels a set of teeth tugging at her mane. She turns her cold ice-blue eyes onto the one that caused her to fall and gives a deep snort that shows just how angry she was to be run over by some irresponsible colt. Her ears flatten against her skull when Levi speaks to her, talking as if it was her fault that he ran into her and not his own.

When she goes to speak, he cuts her off with an apology and a rather nervous smile, something such a dominant filly such as herself really hates, from what the mares in her family band had taught her, cutting someone off was very disrespectful. Karma gives Leviticus a dark glare, one that sent her younger half siblings running back to their mothers, and grounds out a few words in her sharp yet lovely voice, "Watch yourself, colt, because next time I won't be so merciful." Her chilling icy-blue eyes bore into his more plainly colored ones with dark promise before she turns and trots away, her tail lashing behind her in a show of her fury.

Ｊｕｓｔ Ａｎｏｔｈｅｒ Ｃａｔａｓｔｒｏｐｈｅ
{Lᴏɴᴇ Fɪʟʟʏ}
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Cᵃˢˢʸ ⋮ 7 Mᵒᶰᵗʰˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : None ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Too young ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Mistake/Mirror

The young filly grazes quietly under her shaded tree, her thoughts jumping around to different things so quickly that she often confuses herself. She shakes her head a bit to try and clear her mind of the rather depressing thoughts, but it doesn't really help, they were almost glued to her brain. Her small tail flickers around behind her as she grazes, her ears moving around to pick up all the sounds that were echoing around the valley, most of which were colts calling for fillies. A faint whinny catches her attention, but only briefly since the sound was so faint. She sighs a bit and goes to lay down, but pauses when she hears some unfamiliar hoof-beats, more than one pair to be specific, and looks up to see the filly and foal she had spotted earlier coming closer.

Cassy stands at attention as she watches Mistake come closer and closer, her little ears perked up as her golden brown eyes scan over the older filly and also the young foal by her side. She was curious as to whether or not the two were actually mother and son, but figured such a question might be a little awkward since she hasn't even said hello. Cassy whinnies back to Mistake when the other filly calls to her, hoping they were as friendly as they sounded. She takes a few steps towards them, but stays in the shade so she doesn't get burnt, "Hello, I'm Just Another Catastrophe, but everyone calls me Cassy." She was relaxed and waiting for Mistake and Mirror's response when Howl appears, a rather unwanted sight for the young filly since the only colts she has seen so far were rather mean ones chasing poor fillies around until they gave in. Cassy flattens her ears at Howl and shies to the side, putting Mistake between her and the older colt, she was more comfortable around the fellow female and her little colt who was no threat due to his much younger age.

[LilHoneyBee]

@ ＲＥＢＥＬＬＩＯＮ I'm sorry. I'm just so out of it, lately. I'm also sorry my replies aren't the best . . I'm just full of problems lately. ::
@ Sorakami I'm sorry I didn't reply. As I said up there, ^^ I'm out of it. ::

▊ Ａｎｇｅｌ ▊ ｏｆ ▊ Ｍｉｎｅ ▊

mare ~ two years old ~ lone mare ~ heat level; two ~ stud/herd; x ~ foal(s); x ~ tagged; x

Young Mi was walking through a field, whinnying and playing. Now that she was alone, Angel could be as foolish as she wanted to. Her tail streamed behind her sending heat scent in waves. She was looking for a stallion, but not right away. The white shire called out for a stallion, but if nohorse answered, it wouldn't bother her any. Winter was no way close, so there was no reason for her to become desperate. She began to walk once again, to under a tree. The blazing sun was making her hot, and she needed to cool down. Her brown eyes scanned the area for any males that had heard her. Nothing. She called once more, except louder.

▊ Ｓｐｉｒｉｔ ▊ ｏｆ ▊ ｔｈｅ ▊ Ｌａｎｄ ▊

stallion ~ two years old ~ bachelor ~ mare(s) covered; zero ~ mare(s); x ~ foal(s); x ~ tagged; x

Spirit galloped over the plains, calling to any lone mares, or even any mares who weren't happy in a herd. Spirit had no problems fighting for some mares. He snorted, flicking his tail. He called out once more, more loud, and deep. Spirit was a large stallion, so he never had a mare escape him. His father had taught him well. He stomped his hooves on the ground. He was getting angry. This year would be his year. He would have the most large herd. And he wouldn't stop until he did.

▊ Ｂｌｏｏｄｙ ▊ Ｍｉｓｔａｋｅ ▊

mare ~ two years old ~ lone mare ~ heat level; one ~ stud/herd; x ~ foal(s); mirror image ~ tagged; mirror image, just another catastrophe, hostile harmonics

The young mare smiled as the filly stood up, seeming happy to see their arrival. The mare knew well of this time of year, as already being in the wild as of last year. Though most horses had escaped this season, Miss was an "early bloomer." She was here for last spring, though not much had happened as she was far too young. She gave another nicker to the filly, then finally bowed her head in hello, and shook out her mane as she listened to the young filly's words. "Well, I am Bloody Mistake, and this is Mirror Images. And no, as most ask, he is not my real son." She said with a gentle smile. Though Mistake was rude to most horses, young colts and fillies held a soft spot in her heart, as it did for most mares. Her tail flicked, sending out a shallow, hardly noticeable heat, though it still made her cautious for other stallions, or even colts. To Mistake's surprise, a voice came from her right, making her jump, startled. She turned to see a colt, just a little younger than she. She watched him, listening to his words, "Hm. Yes . . We are." She said quietly, now, her true personality showing. The real Bloody Mistake was wreaking to be surfaced. She stepped away, knowing a one year old colt could do nothing to her foal, but she wouldn't allow him to even get close. She snorted gently, awaiting his next comment.

▊ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ ▊ Ｉｍａｇｅ ▊

colt ~ six months old ~ lone colt ~ mother; bloody mistake ~ herd; x ~ tagged; bloody mistake, just another catastrophe, hostile harmonics

Mirror quietly watched from his "mother's" side, his ears pricked tall, and eyes wide as he watched the pretty mare. His small tail flicked, and a smile grew to his maw. What was this feeling the young colt had? He shook his short mane, and looked to his "mother" as she introduced him. He gave a nicker to the filly, then went off to play with a leaf that blew from the trees. Soon, he felt Mistake's body pressed against his, making him freeze quickly. He perked up, seeing another colt, a year older than him, appear from no where, though he was sure he'd surely come from somewhere. Mirror watched the colt, and his mother converse, snorting gently.

[SilverBell90]

Kings happy attitude began disintegrating as she once again, walked off. He continued following her, looking around before heading back into the valley. His ears began to lie flat on his head as she showed him no kindness or respect. A young horse farther away caught his eye as he followed Rose. He snorted at him, a warning that this was his mare to try to convince.

[Dark Moon]

Name: Sweet Chamomile
Nickname: Chamomile
Mood:
Tagged:
Status:3

{wb}

Name: Half-Moon
Nickname: Moon
Mood: Frightened but slowly calming down.
Tagged: Storm + Echo
Status:2

Moon froze up again as soon as Storm began to utter the question. Her ears pinned again and the little chocolate mare began moving backwards. "I-I.." She stuttered, looking frightened. Moon glanced at Echo for a moment before looking back at Storm. If she said no, he'd probably snake them. But maybe, Moon thought, mind racing, since there were two of them, Storm wouldn't be able to get them both. But it also might not work. Storm was stronger than both of them. Moon didn't finish her anwser, looking instead to Echo, as if Echo were leader. What Echo decided, Moon would go along. Shifting anxiously, the little chocolate mare stared carefully at Echo.

Name: Industructable Armor
Nickname: Armor
Mood: Excited
Tagged: Vanilla
Mares Covered:

Armor smiled, clearly pleased by her anwser. "Great." He nuzzled the pretty mare. "So Vanilla, what do you like to do for fun?" He questioned. With just the two of them, Armor felt they could relax a little bit and have some fun. But Armor would be on the lookout for more mares to claim. Flicking his tail calmly, he waited paitently for her response.

{Wb}

[aseling]

┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
❁Name: Lilly Of The
Painted Meadows
❁Nickname: Lilly
❁Age: 2 years old
❁Gender: Mare
❁Stallion: None
❁Tags: None
❁Location: Meadow
❁Stage: 1

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Lilly flicked her tail and grazed on the lush grass. She tossed her head looking up deciding not to stay in the same spot, for she could get caught by a stallion. The young chestnut Paint's winter coat still a bit long but she was shedding. Her soft coat simmered in the warm sunlight. She nickered to see if there was any stallions, She may have wanted to be alone but she knew, that if she as to survive, She would need to join a Herd. Even so, Lilly would still put up a flight till she gave in.

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✘Name: Thundering
Hooves
✘Nickname: Thunder
✘Age: 2 years old
✘Gender: Stallion
✘Mares: None
✘Offspring: None
✘Tags: None
✘Location: River

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Thunder bent his head down to lap up the cold water still icy from the melting snow. Thundering hooves nickered for any mares hopping to get a reply. He flicked his tail as none replied and begun to move on, maybe he would have luck else were. He begun to pick up speed, his hooves giving a small thud as they hit the ground

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❁Name: Song Of The
Echoing Winds
❁Nickname: Echo
❁Age: 2 years old
❁Gender: Mare
❁Stallion: None
❁Tags: Half Moon,
Song of Storm
❁Location: Meadow
❁Stage: 1
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Echo did not respond. She was still deciding, her ears were back and her head down facing the grass. She looked up meetings the Colts gaze, "Sorry, but I wanna be free," Echo Finally said with a hint of Aggression in her naigh. She pawed the ground and flattened her ears all the way and turned around beginning to walk away.

[Blumenkranz]

Zelda's Lullaby [Lullaby]||Yearling||Lone Filly
Lullaby was alone, and she didn't like it. This is the first time she had been completely alone, she was still very young and preferred the company of other horses. Her family was gone, all the other horses killed by the horrible sickness. She however, like all the other young horses, survived. All older horses were gone, the humans have left, and now these young horses were roaming around the range. Lullaby didn't know what to do now, she had been separated from her family, maybe her brother was alive? It seemed like all young horses survived the sickness, and her brother was only a year older than she is. Maybe she could find him? She let out a soft sigh. She was fine with finding anyone really, she just didn't want to be by herself.

Song of Storms [Storm]||2 years old||Lone Colt
He had a feeling that the two fillies wouldn't react positively to his question, and was a bit upset to see them react negatively. Moon hadn't given a yes or no, but she seemed scared as backed when when he asked. Echo was completely uninterested, turning and walking away. He didn't quite get what she meant when she said she wanted to be free. "But...aren't you free?" He frowned. "Joining a herd doesn't make you not free..." He trailed off, would he have to snake? He hadn't really done it before, before the sickness struck he had seen older stallions snaking mares but the young colt has never done it himself. Though Moon seemed frightened, she hadn't really given a answer, so he decided to try asking her again. "What about you? Will you join me?"

Crimson Arrow [Cordelia]||Yearling||Lone Filly
The chestnut yearling was grazing, her tail flicking occasionally an her ears flicking back and forth. She was alert, she was a young filly and was all by herself which made her an easy target for predators. The moment she sensed something was wrong, she would flee. However right now she was calm, keeping an eye on her surroundings as she ate.

[aseling]

┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
❁Name: Lilly Of The
Painted Meadows
❁Nickname: Lilly
❁Age: 2 years old
❁Gender: Mare
❁Stallion: None
❁Tags: None
❁Location: Meadow
❁Stage: 1

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Lilly flicked her tail and grazed on the lush grass. She tossed her head looking up deciding not to stay in the same spot, for she could get caught by a stallion. The young chestnut Paint's winter coat still a bit long but she was shedding. Her soft coat simmered in the warm sunlight. She nickered to see if there was any stallions, She may have wanted to be alone but she knew, that if she as to survive, She would need to join a Herd. Even so, Lilly would still put up a flight till she gave in.

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✘Name: Thundering
Hooves
✘Nickname: Thunder
✘Age: 2 years old
✘Gender: Stallion
✘Mares: None
✘Offspring: None
✘Tags: Rose, King
✘Location: River

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Thunder trotted along setting a filly, but she was with a stallion. He decided to take his chances and walked up seeing the colt and the filly. He nickered to her trying to get the filly's attention. He trotted closer and flicked his tail and stoped waiting for the stallions reaction.

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❁Name: Song Of The
Echoing Winds
❁Nickname: Echo
❁Age: 2 years old
❁Gender: Mare
❁Stallion: None
❁Tags: Half Moon,
Song of Storm
❁Location: Meadow
❁Stage: 1
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Echo flicked her tail, and paused hearing the Colts answer, "Living under the lead mare and stallions eyes," She retorted at the colt. Echo tossed her head and kept walking. Her gaze was dull and looking forward her silver and white coat simmered in the sun.

[evixtus]

∆ Ventriloquismed by a Cricket
Cricket
Mare
Heat (Stage 2)
Nightmare's Herd
Lead Mare
Tags: Nightmare, Reflection, Toovey ∆

The young varnish mare let Nightmare and Reflection do their own business. She had been expecting him to cover them both instantly. Now that she thpught about it, she wouldn't mind having a foal, especially his. They both had unique coat colors, ans Cricket wondered how the foal would turn out. She sighed and flicked her tail against her rump. As she headed towards the water she sniffed the grass, taking small nips of it here and there, grabbing the richest strands she could find. As she was searching for more, she felt a gentle nudge against her side. Ears perked, she side-stepped, unsure if it was Reflection, Toovey, or another stallion, but it was just Nightmare. She softened tapped her muzzle against his cheek in recognition. She knew what he was asking for. And with a whisk of her tail to the side she pivoted on her front feet and let him do as he pleased.

√ Adagio's Champagne Hurricane
Adagio
Mare
No Heat
Loner
Tags: None √

The dunalino filly would go into heat soon. She could feel it. The mares of her herd had told her all about being in heat, and what it is like to be pregnant, and so Adagio was quite excited to have her first foal. Bouncing happily on her hooves, the mustang shot forwards, her fur becoming a striking color of gold as she barreled across an open meadow. Horses were also littered around near her, but she paid no attention. She closed her eyes, enjoying the wild feeling of her mane whipping around and her tail streaming behind her like a gold banner. She eventually slowed to a walk, her sides heaving as she moved about freely. She reached he water and waded in, knee deep. As she waited, she wondered quietly if some colt or mare would greet her. Sometimes enjoyed the silence of being alone, but as she noticed a small herd of four, she felt her heart sink. Why couldn't she be in a herd like them?

• It's Raining Galaxies
Galaxy
Stallion
No Mares
Bachelor
Tags: None •

Galaxy was currently ripping up grass, filling his empty stomach in a prevail of finding fillies to be in his herd. Once he was satisfied eith his meal, he took off at an even trot, his mane bouncing against his neck as he moved. With ears perked and eyes wide, he scouted out for fillies as they roamed around silently. He wanted to at least get one or two before some other stallion snatched them away.