The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

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Squire | 2 years old | # of mares; 0 | # of mares covered; 0 | Tags; Natsu, Soldier, Pyro & his herd | Tense

The young bachelor let out a sharp cry as Titan attacked him, nearly falling over. He hadn't seen this stallion coming. He kicked out at Titan, then turned and galloped over to Natsu, breathing heavily as a small stream of blood trickled down his side. He had gotten beaten up quite a bit, and wasn't in the mood to fight any longer. He looked at Natsu questioningly. He was beginning to wonder whether or not it was any use to continue to jockey for a mare.


Domino | 8 years old | # of mares; 1 | # of mares covered; 2 | Tags; Wind| Content, interested

"I noticed you were alone, that's all. You seem awfully quick to jump to a conclusion about me." The stallion replied, stretching his head forward slightly. "Hello, my name is Domino. May I ask what your's is?"

[azhefa.]

{{Waiting on posts from Mirror, Grapejuice, and Sorakami.

Ｓａｔａｎｉｃ Ｃｕｒｓｅ
{Bᴀɴᴅ Sᴛᴀʟʟɪᴏɴ}
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Tᶤᵗᵃᶰ ⋮ 14 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 1 ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 1? ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Pyro's Herd + Squire

The big stallion easily dodges the young bachelor's kick by half rearing, he has been in too many fights for this inexperienced colt to do more than give him a headache. Titan quickly turns and charges after the bachelor, nipping at his rump as he chases the much smaller stud over to his equally small buddy. The band stallion turns his red-brown eyes upon Natsu as he chases Squire over to the other bachelor, the oddly colored orbs were ablaze with protective fury. Titan gives Natsu a harsh nip on the rump and does the same to Squire before pointedly shoving against them with his thickly muscled shoulder, making it clear that he wants both bachelors gone and for them to never come back.

With one last angry squeal, Titan turns completely around in a blur of motion and kicks out at both Squire and Natsu before setting his burning gaze upon the oldest of the bachelors, Soldier. The big bay lunges forward into fast canter as he heads over to confront the other bachelor, his age won't be of use against this equally aged stallion, but his many years as a bachelor in some of the toughest places has given him a vast amount of fighting skills, including some dirty tricks that helped him defeat stallions nearly twice his size and age when he was younger. Titan squeals loudly and slides to a stop a few feet from Soldier, throwing his upper body up as he rears back and angrily boxes the air, making his challenge clear as well as his warning to stay away from his baby brother and the mares he has collected.

Ｐａｎｉｃ ａｔ ｔｈｅ Ｄｉｓｃｏ
{Lᴏɴᴇ Fɪʟʟʏ/Mᴀʀᴇ}
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Nᶤᶜ ⋮ 2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : None ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Heat stage 3 ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Garry

The young filly trots around the valley rather absentmindedly, not really sure what it was that she should be doing, maybe looking for water? Or was she suppose to be looking for a herd? Her mother had mentioned the necessities of a herd such as shared body heat in winter and the experience that she could learn from the other mares who may be in the herd already. Nic snorts a bit in amusement, her mother was no longer around so why listen to her? The dappled grey filly flicks her scented tail and moves her shoulder in a kind of shrug as she keeps trotting, the thought of a herd was pretty appealing even though the thought of having to obey some random mare was much less appealing.

When she hears a set of unfamiliar hoof-beats, Nic slows a little and looks around for the source, but only sees the huge herd from before so she ignores it for the moment, figuring that it was only the movements of the supersized herd. The filly yawns a little and slows down some more until she was casually walking, not really wanting to spend excessive energy when she should be fattening up and storing energy for the upcoming winter. Nic shakes out her faded grey mane as she comes to a stop under a shady tree, her mind now set on grazing and fattening up like she should be. A rather masculine nicker makes her ears perk up, it sounded pretty inviting so she lifts her head with her own friendly whinny in return. She spots Garry coming over and her interest peeks even more, he was only a year older than herself, but with her ever growing heat, just the fact that he was a stallion interests her.

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{Hᴇʀᴅ Fɪʟʟʏ}
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Eˡˡᵃ ⋮ 1 Yᵉᵃʳ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Titan ⋮ Mᵒᵗʰᵉʳ : None ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Titan + Vegas

{Grazing near Vegas while Titan leaves, no muse for her.}

Ｋａｒｍａ'ｓ Ｃｈａｏｓ
{Lᴇᴀᴅ Mᴀʀᴇ}
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Cʰᵃᵒˢ ⋮ 12 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Devil/Hound ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Foal - Calling All Evil (Demon) ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Demon + Herd

The large black mare stands silently as her colt struggles to his feet, stumbling a little before finally standing and making his way to his mother's milk. The two stood in the forest for a few long minutes after Demon finished his first meal, he was still wobbly on his feet and she doesn't want him to fall and hurt himself on the way back to the herd. Chaos sighs softly, she was still a little sore from the birth, but it wasn't anything she couldn't handle since she's done it many times before. The older mare goes about cleaning her newborn colt's black coat, he was a splitting image of his father which makes her a little heart sick. She misses Devil, her foal-hood crush, who had disappeared one day without a single good-bye or any reason for his departure. Chaos was angry with the stallion for leaving her alone with his younger brother, the irritating colt of a horse who thinks he can rule the herd, but more than anything she just misses him. She sighs again and nuzzles her beautiful colt before slowly heading back towards the herd, walking slowly so that her son could keep up without trying too hard.

Chaos tosses her head a little as they get closer to the herd, the sound of hooves and some voices reaching her now flattened ears, she knew that no one was stupid enough to attack her foal, but it's always good to be on guard anyway. The lead mare moves through the bush and out into the opening where the herd was still stationed, her small black foal tucked against her matching black side so that he was almost invisible. She snorts aggressively as she makes her way closer to the herd, letting the other mares know that no one is to touch her foal, or else there will be some severe consequences. Chaos looks around as she gets closer to the herd, she has yet to hear Hound or see him coming to greet his new nephew so she was curious as to where the new 'lead' stallion was at. She looks around as she walks and finally spots him off to the side chatting with an unknown mare, which doesn't surprise her in the least bit, but the sight of a lone mare so far into autumn was a little odd since most mares had a herd already due to the threatening winter that was fast approaching.

Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ Ｉｍａｇｅ
{Hᴇʀᴅ Mᴀʀᴇ}
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Iᵐᵃᵍᵉ ⋮ 4 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Pandemic ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Heat (3-4) ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: No one specific/Herd

The white mare snorts and forcefully kicks out at Link when the other stallion snaps at her, but he had already moved away so her hooves hit nothing but air. She was a little disappointed that he had moved off, she would have liked to kick him at least once, but then again if she had he would have attacked her or something. Her ears flatten back as she catches his words, she was no brood mare, especially not to this sorry excuse for a stallion, "I'm no brood mare, especially not your brood mare." Image snorts at him and shakes out her snowy white mane, her anger slowly fading away as she starts to accept that her son was now off on his own like he should have been when he turned two a few months ago. Her ears stay flattened as they near the large herd, she snorts again softly, wasn't she the one who dreamed of a large herd and a strong stallion? Funny how dreams can turn out to be so anti-climatic. She makes her way into the herd, not really looking at anyone or anything, she simply stands by herself and grazes silently, not really interested in mingling at the moment.

Image looks over as Pandemic makes a show of pride, her gaze finding the small foal next to one of his mares, it seems the big stallion likes foals just as much as she does. As she watches the other mare with the foal, a sudden longing seized her heart, she wants a foal too one to fill the void that Lost had made when he was driven away. Her ears flick up a little as another mare calls out, she must be the lead mare judging by the way the herd responds to her moves and calls. Image wasn't interested in being a lead mare, too much responsibility and she's still pretty young so the rank just wasn't for her. The sound of Pandemic's voice drags her out of her thoughts, colts nearby? Was her son nearby as well? Image turns and trots over to the edge of the herd, wanting to at least catch sight of her son one last time. She hopes that he had found some fellow bachelors and was safe, at least as safe as he could without an actual herd.

When she moves a little to the side, she could see through the trees and spots the pale coat of her son along with a dapple and a buckskin, he has found a bachelor gang. The sight makes her relax more now that she knows her son will not die alone in the coming winter, he has friends who can help keep him alive and warm. Image stands watching her son through the trees, her tail flicking a little around behind her as some flies start to attack her rump, the movement of her tail spreads her heat scent that was slowly growing deeper. The mare snorts softly and moves back towards the herd with a little more pep in her step which could be caused by her deepening heat or the fact that her son was safe, maybe even a bit of both. Image stops to graze for a few moments, but soon grows restless and returns to her walking which quickly turns to a slow trot and then a faster one. Her tail was raised behind her as she trots, letting her heat scent spread around her, she was fading into her last heat stage and would eagerly accept any stallion's advances, even one of Pan's young bachelors.

Ｌｏｓｔ Ｒｅｆｌｅｃｔｉｏｎ
{Bᴀᴄʜᴇʟᴏʀ}
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Lᵒˢᵗ ⋮ 2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 0 ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 0 ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Reaper + Lightning

He follows after Reaper, his steps unsure which betrays his wariness of the surrounding forest, if he had known more about the lands than he wouldn't be so nervous. Lost huffs silently as he follows after Reaper, his rather rebellious personality starting to shine through his nervous mask, but he stays quiet for now, he must learn about the lands before he could really feel confident. The young stud eagerly trots forward when they come to the creek, the scent of wet earth and the sound of the moving water was almost heavenly.

Lost drinks down mouthful after mouthful of water, greedily gulping down the cool liquid that soothes his parched throat and desperate thirst. After he had his fill, Lost moves off towards the tasty looking grass near the water, but stops when the sound of unfamiliar hoof-beats comes to his ears. The flea-bitten grey stallion looks over to see yet another young stud, a buckskin who acts as if he knew Reaper. Lost pulls his ears back a little, but was pretty relaxed after his long drink so his words were rather smooth and not as hostile as they would have been if he was still so thirsty, "I'm Lost Reflection, or just Lost. I'm guessing you're a friend of his?" He motions towards Reaper as he asks the new stud his question.

Ｃｒｉｍｓｏｎ Ｒｏｓｅ
{Lᴇᴀᴅ Mᴀʀᴇ}
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Rᵒˢᵉ ⋮ 10 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Viking ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Heat (2) ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Doe, Moon, Amethyst + Viking

The wild bay roan mustang snorts at the new mare's rather sarcastic tone, such an attitude only makes the older mare all the more hostile, "I will make whatever impression I see fit." Rose pins her ears at both Amethyst and Viking as the stallion interjects with plea to get moving, but she won't move unless she deems it time to move. She turns her sharp gaze back to the new mare and takes a threatening step forward, wanting to make her position very clear, "I don't worry about you taking over because I know you can't even if you wanted to. My name isn't of your concern."

With one last aggressive snort, Rose turns and trots back to where she left Moon and Doe, her previous playful demeanor now gone completely. She nudges both mares to get them moving and trots up in front of them, taking the lead like she normally does. The older mare shakes out her black and white mane as she leads the band to a waterhole that only the older mares know how to get to, it was a rather tricky path, but after years of walking it, Rose has memorized every step of the way. She enters the forest and heads in a straight line south, slowing to a walk after a few minutes and cutting east suddenly only to turn back south after another few minutes. Rose leads the band though the forest, zig-zagging around at seemingly random intervals, but it was all calculated and precise in her mind.

[Cιєℓ Pнαηтσмнινє]

Intinity watched the large stallion practically beat up the two younger ones, before challenging the older stallion. She kept clear of all four mares, ears pinned. She then heard the sound of hooves thumping against the ground, and turned her head to see Pyro returning for her. Her head shot up happily and she kicked forward to meet up with the stallion, feeling him court her towards the herd. She let out a delighted rumble, before galloping as fast as her undeveloped legs could carry her. Chest burning, she forced herself on, not daring to look back as she desperately ran in the direction of her mother.

Echo felt the reinforcement of Pyro's nips cease, and she turned her head, watching him stop and turn back. Her audibles angled towards the male as she slowed her pace. She noticed the little paint filly beginning to run beside Pyro, and couldn't help but to lash out her hoof in pure joy at watching her daughter's return. A smile crept along her muzzle, and she tossed her head gleefully, grateful that her foal was coming back to her.

[Blumenkranz]

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Ғσяgσттєη Ƥσятяαιт
Bαcнєℓσя Sтαℓℓιση
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Gᵃʳʳʸ ◆ 3 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ◆ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 0 ◆ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 1 ◆ Tᵃᵍˢ : Pan's Herd, Nic

Once he had reached her, he slowed to a halt. Coming close, but not so close that it would make the filly uncomfortable. She's pretty... he thought as he studied the gray filly before him. Now that he was closer, he could get a closer look at her. She had a dappled coat, and seemed to be a bit younger than Garry was, but not by much. Maybe a year. Realizing that he was staring, he blinked and began to speak. "Ah...hello. Who are you?" He asked, tilting his head slight. He was curious about this filly, why was she alone? He was also interested in her for obvious reasons, he had caught a whiff of the mare's heat. Though he was tempted to, he wasn't going to try to cover her immediately. He would maybe try to court her, but didn't think he would be very good at it. He wasn't very experienced, and he didn't grow up in his fathers herd so no one really taught him his stuff. He had to figure it all out on his own.

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Иαтѕυ
Bαcнєℓσя Sтαℓℓιση
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ✧ 2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ✧ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 0 ✧ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 1 ✧ Tᵃᵍˢ : Squire, Soldier, Titan, Pyro's Herd

Seeing Squire coming to him, Natsu slowed slightly. Both colts were beaten and out of breath, was there even a point in going after the filly now? He didn't like the thought of just turning away and leaving, but he was no longer in the mood to fight. His side ached from the blow from Pyro, and though the wound on his other side was not bleeding as much as it was earlier it still stung. Before he could even think about relaxing, he noticed that Titan was charging towards them. His eyes widening slightly, the colt quickly whirled around. Feeling the older stallion nip him, he gave a small buck before bolting forward. He had no idea who this stallion was, but Natsu wasn't going to confront him. He wanted to stop and take a nap. A nap sounded like a great idea. Still breathing heavily he picked up his pace, keen to put as much distance as he could between him and Titan.

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Squire | 2 years old | # of mares; 0 | # of mares covered; 0 | Tags; Natsu, | Tired, weary

Squire was already beaten to the point of exhaustion. He was hardly sure he could move any more, but he forced himself to follow Natsu away from the herd, slowing only when their scents had faded and they were long out of sight. He finally came to a stop near a stream and collapsed, his sides heaving. After a five or so minutes of resting, he struggled to his feet and grazed on what little green grass was left for a few moments. He wasn't proud of what had happened, but could two young bachelors really be expected to take on that many adult stallions? It felt unfair, he thought to himself as he took a short drink of the clear stream water, that so many other horses had gone after the same herd. They had no chance whatsoever against the great number of older stallions. He finally settled down wearily, glancing over to Natsu. It was obvious that he was tired, as well.

[Moon pool]

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

нerd - His own.

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His ears flicked forward as A mare and newborn filly approached, which brought Ezra a smile. It was his daughter. He lowered his head in submission and gave a soft nuzzle to her cheek, "Hi. I'm Your Daddy, Ezra." He chuckled gently as his voice whispered quietly before glancing up at the mother, Bumping his muzzle along hers affectionately. He was glad to have her after what he had to go through to earn the mare. He glanced back down and muzzled the filly once more with happiness.

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

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pyro focused on natsu. He charged forward using the last of his energy and barreled into the pestering bachelor. His legs collided against his side hard as he attempted to give the stud a hard blow. Ears pinned,he began chasing after his Mares. Trying to push them furthermore from the harem of bachelors. It was time to go, too many stallions hoarded the place all at once.. although he didn't happen to realize Infinity had gone missing. But it didn't matter to him at the moment, he needed to get out before the stallion lost his Mares.

But something slid him to a complete stop.. well.. not exactly, he swerved his neck around to notice the yearling. What a little rat! He bellowed in anger, while he continued to chase his Mares further and further. "Infinity!! Don't listen! He's getting you away from YOUR mother! Is that what you WANT??!" He squealed, but he didn't care. He just didnt. He couldn't just give up on his two and gain Infinity back. She was apparently gone and wa never coming back. He lashed out at Natsu once more in his direction before lunging behind his Mares.

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oĸapι ❥ 14 Yᴇᴀʀs. ❥ мare ❥Tᴀɢs: -

нerd -

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While the stallion went to discuss business with the colt, the mare kept Alerted. Though she was utterly tedious at the time, she had thoughts suffocating her. They needed shelter, somewhere warm. But if she wasn't sure if mountains were the safest place. Of course it wasn't at all, no guarantee, but it still offered some protection right? Without the exception of avalanches and such. Sighing heavily, the deciphering mare lowered her head to tear off splinters of vegetation before looking around in alarm once more. Her time was certainly ticking, they surely needed a place to stay without the exception of bachelors and band stallions..

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

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Every blood vessel, every bone seemed to have frozen as her hindquarters bristled from the stallion, who was looking to have an indentured petition with her. With what though? She snaked her head back to stare at the stallion with a pleading look. She knew what he wanted. It was an other peculiar question you could have thought of. But she seemed to want what he was granting all this time. The little mare gave a wary swerve of her ears, the duo flicking back and forth in an deciphering manner. After what seemed forever, she perhaps did want to get it over with, as it was never going away. The only break was winter. Nakiah reluctantly flipped her intricate tail to the site and quietly granted his request.

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Ｓｋｉｐ Ｔｏ Ｍｙ Ｌｏｕ,

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

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-On Hold.- cx

Eagle

Eagle nuzzled Ezera and watched as he talked gently to the filly then hoped that wing did not get shy and refuse to talk to the large stallion

Wing

Wing looked up at the large stallion sniffing him a little "Your my daddy? But your so big!" She said supprise filling her eyes

[SilverBell90]

Soldier made a small sigh as the two colts retreated. But this small victory wasn't the only one he wanted to get. The pale palomino turned to face the direction Pyro and his mares had run off in. But before he could chase after him, another stallion galloped toward him. As the younger horse reared, Soldier dodged the hooves and snorted loudly. He pawed the ground, showing that he was ready for a good fight.

[azhefa.]

{{@Silver - I posted above you, Titan's helping his little brother (Pyro) and he's challenging Soldier.

[Promiscuous.]

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

нerd - His own.

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Your the strongest ever! !!Ezra could only smile while he paid attention to what's around him, A few battle cries rang the air, but they were too far off to be a threat. He looked back down with his muzzle bumping the filly curiously. It was adorable to have such a lovely daughter out of two Colts really. He chuckled quietly and lipped the filly. "Your pretty strong too for a tiny filly. But you'll be as strong as me and just as beautiful as your Mama." He said in a hushed tone, reaching down to nuzzle the filly quietly.

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

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With only one bachelor remaining left, no really, two actually. There was soldier then the other who seemed so vaguely familiar, it irritated the stallion how he had to decipher who it really was. But not until the herd had peace. He gave a snort and watched as the filly came closer. Realizing how much his instincts really got to him, he can't and didn't want to just leave the filly, but he didn't want to play with these bachelor stallions any longer either. He needed to get his herd to safety. Moving at a steady snake, he lowered his head and herded his Mares further from the challenged bachelors quietly. At least he was still left with two, although echo was going to be nothing but rueful and grieving of her long gone filly..

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oĸapι ❥ 14 Yᴇᴀʀs. ❥ мare ❥Tᴀɢs: -

нerd -

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While the stallion went to discuss business with the colt, the mare kept Alerted. Though she was utterly tedious at the time, she had thoughts suffocating her. They needed shelter, somewhere warm. But if she wasn't sure if mountains were the safest place. Of course it wasn't at all, no guarantee, but it still offered some protection right? Without the exception of avalanches and such. Sighing heavily, the deciphering mare lowered her head to tear off splinters of vegetation before looking around in alarm once more. Her time was certainly ticking, they surely needed a place to stay without the exception of bachelors and band stallions..

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Ｎａｋｉａｈ

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

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Every blood vessel, every bone seemed to have frozen as her hindquarters bristled from the stallion, who was looking to have an indentured petition with her. With what though? She snaked her head back to stare at the stallion with a pleading look. She knew what he wanted. It was an other peculiar question you could have thought of. But she seemed to want what he was granting all this time. The little mare gave a wary swerve of her ears, the duo flicking back and forth in an deciphering manner. After what seemed forever, she perhaps did want to get it over with, as it was never going away. The only break was winter. Nakiah reluctantly flipped her intricate tail to the site and quietly granted his request.

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Ｓｋｉｐ Ｔｏ Ｍｙ Ｌｏｕ,

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

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-On Hold.- cx

[azhefa.]

{{Waiting on posts from Mirror, Grapejuice, and Sorakami.

@Silver - Soldier and Titan are the same age, but Titan is a hand taller.

@Matty - I added the upcoming foals to my character post (pg 144). Is Garry and Nic's foal good to you?

Ｓａｔａｎｉｃ Ｃｕｒｓｅ
{Bᴀɴᴅ Sᴛᴀʟʟɪᴏɴ}
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Tᶤᵗᵃᶰ ⋮ 14 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 1 ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 1? ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Pyro's Herd + Soldier

A loud squeal comes from his velvety black maw as the other stallion paws the ground to show that he was ready to fight, the action only enrages the band stallion even more. Titan was confident that he will win considering he was being driven by his protective instincts towards his younger brother while Soldier only wanted to gain mares. When he drops back onto all four hooves, he tosses his head and realizes that he was actually a bit taller than the other stallion, the information makes Titan all the more confident in his ability to defeat the bachelor and keep his brother safe along with the mares with him.

Titan half rears and slams his hooves on the ground a few times, puffing out his chest and lashing his thick black tail against he deep red haunches. He narrows his red-brown gaze upon Soldier, his words sharp and hostile, "You will not take my brother's family from him, not while I'm still breathing." Another loud squeal erupts from him as he lunges forward, his ears flat against his skull and his eyes ablaze with protective fury. He aims for Soldier's neck, his sharp teeth digging into the pale palomino's fur as he begins his assault, no one will harm his little brother while he was still alive.

Ｐａｎｉｃ ａｔ ｔｈｅ Ｄｉｓｃｏ
{Lᴏɴᴇ Fɪʟʟʏ/Mᴀʀᴇ}
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Nᶤᶜ ⋮ 2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : None ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Heat stage 3 ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Garry

The dappled grey filly stands calmly as he comes closer and finally stops a few yards away as if trying to keep from crowding her, such a considerate stallion... Nic tilts her head to the side in amusement when he stands staring at her for a moment, it was obvious that he was interested in her and it makes her feel pretty good, his interest ups her self-esteem and makes her all the more willing to speak to him. When the stud finally speaks, she couldn't help the soft snort of amusement that comes from her as she replies, her voice was smooth and almost flirty, "Panic at the Disco, but please call me Nic."

She notices the way his nose flares ever so slightly and knows what it was he was smelling, her deepening heat scent. Her mother had mentioned how the sweet scent could drive stallions crazy and just how dangerous they could be if they were one of the crueler ones, but the young stallion before her doesn't seem to be one of the crueler stallions, he seems almost lost actually. Nic chuckles a little and trots forward, her tail lifted to tease the young stallion, she felt remarkably comfortable with Garry even though she doesn't even know his name, it must be his kind eyes and unsure expression. The filly trots past the stud and playfully swats him with her faded grey tail before speeding up to a looping canter, she wants see just how interested he was in her.

Ｅｓｔｅｌｌａ
{Hᴇʀᴅ Fɪʟʟʏ}
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Eˡˡᵃ ⋮ 1 Yᵉᵃʳ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Titan ⋮ Mᵒᵗʰᵉʳ : None ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Titan + Vegas

{Grazing near Vegas while Titan leaves, no muse for her.}

Ｋａｒｍａ'ｓ Ｃｈａｏｓ
{Lᴇᴀᴅ Mᴀʀᴇ}
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Cʰᵃᵒˢ ⋮ 12 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Devil/Hound ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Foal - Calling All Evil (Demon) ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Demon + Herd

The large black mare stands silently as her colt struggles to his feet, stumbling a little before finally standing and making his way to his mother's milk. The two stood in the forest for a few long minutes after Demon finished his first meal, he was still wobbly on his feet and she doesn't want him to fall and hurt himself on the way back to the herd. Chaos sighs softly, she was still a little sore from the birth, but it wasn't anything she couldn't handle since she's done it many times before. The older mare goes about cleaning her newborn colt's black coat, he was a splitting image of his father which makes her a little heart sick. She misses Devil, her foal-hood crush, who had disappeared one day without a single good-bye or any reason for his departure. Chaos was angry with the stallion for leaving her alone with his younger brother, the irritating colt of a horse who thinks he can rule the herd, but more than anything she just misses him. She sighs again and nuzzles her beautiful colt before slowly heading back towards the herd, walking slowly so that her son could keep up without trying too hard.

Chaos tosses her head a little as they get closer to the herd, the sound of hooves and some voices reaching her now flattened ears, she knew that no one was stupid enough to attack her foal, but it's always good to be on guard anyway. The lead mare moves through the bush and out into the opening where the herd was still stationed, her small black foal tucked against her matching black side so that he was almost invisible. She snorts aggressively as she makes her way closer to the herd, letting the other mares know that no one is to touch her foal, or else there will be some severe consequences. Chaos looks around as she gets closer to the herd, she has yet to hear Hound or see him coming to greet his new nephew so she was curious as to where the new 'lead' stallion was at. She looks around as she walks and finally spots him off to the side chatting with an unknown mare, which doesn't surprise her in the least bit, but the sight of a lone mare so far into autumn was a little odd since most mares had a herd already due to the threatening winter that was fast approaching.

Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ Ｉｍａｇｅ
{Hᴇʀᴅ Mᴀʀᴇ}
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Iᵐᵃᵍᵉ ⋮ 4 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Pandemic ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Heat (3-4) ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: No one specific/Herd

The white mare snorts and forcefully kicks out at Link when the other stallion snaps at her, but he had already moved away so her hooves hit nothing but air. She was a little disappointed that he had moved off, she would have liked to kick him at least once, but then again if she had he would have attacked her or something. Her ears flatten back as she catches his words, she was no brood mare, especially not to this sorry excuse for a stallion, "I'm no brood mare, especially not your brood mare." Image snorts at him and shakes out her snowy white mane, her anger slowly fading away as she starts to accept that her son was now off on his own like he should have been when he turned two a few months ago. Her ears stay flattened as they near the large herd, she snorts again softly, wasn't she the one who dreamed of a large herd and a strong stallion? Funny how dreams can turn out to be so anti-climatic. She makes her way into the herd, not really looking at anyone or anything, she simply stands by herself and grazes silently, not really interested in mingling at the moment.

Image looks over as Pandemic makes a show of pride, her gaze finding the small foal next to one of his mares, it seems the big stallion likes foals just as much as she does. As she watches the other mare with the foal, a sudden longing seized her heart, she wants a foal too one to fill the void that Lost had made when he was driven away. Her ears flick up a little as another mare calls out, she must be the lead mare judging by the way the herd responds to her moves and calls. Image wasn't interested in being a lead mare, too much responsibility and she's still pretty young so the rank just wasn't for her. The sound of Pandemic's voice drags her out of her thoughts, colts nearby? Was her son nearby as well? Image turns and trots over to the edge of the herd, wanting to at least catch sight of her son one last time. She hopes that he had found some fellow bachelors and was safe, at least as safe as he could without an actual herd.

When she moves a little to the side, she could see through the trees and spots the pale coat of her son along with a dapple and a buckskin, he has found a bachelor gang. The sight makes her relax more now that she knows her son will not die alone in the coming winter, he has friends who can help keep him alive and warm. Image stands watching her son through the trees, her tail flicking a little around behind her as some flies start to attack her rump, the movement of her tail spreads her heat scent that was slowly growing deeper. The mare snorts softly and moves back towards the herd with a little more pep in her step which could be caused by her deepening heat or the fact that her son was safe, maybe even a bit of both. Image stops to graze for a few moments, but soon grows restless and returns to her walking which quickly turns to a slow trot and then a faster one. Her tail was raised behind her as she trots, letting her heat scent spread around her, she was fading into her last heat stage and would eagerly accept any stallion's advances, even one of Pan's young bachelors.

Ｌｏｓｔ Ｒｅｆｌｅｃｔｉｏｎ
{Bᴀᴄʜᴇʟᴏʀ}
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Lᵒˢᵗ ⋮ 2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 0 ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 0 ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Reaper + Lightning

He follows after Reaper, his steps unsure which betrays his wariness of the surrounding forest, if he had known more about the lands than he wouldn't be so nervous. Lost huffs silently as he follows after Reaper, his rather rebellious personality starting to shine through his nervous mask, but he stays quiet for now, he must learn about the lands before he could really feel confident. The young stud eagerly trots forward when they come to the creek, the scent of wet earth and the sound of the moving water was almost heavenly.

Lost drinks down mouthful after mouthful of water, greedily gulping down the cool liquid that soothes his parched throat and desperate thirst. After he had his fill, Lost moves off towards the tasty looking grass near the water, but stops when the sound of unfamiliar hoof-beats comes to his ears. The flea-bitten grey stallion looks over to see yet another young stud, a buckskin who acts as if he knew Reaper. Lost pulls his ears back a little, but was pretty relaxed after his long drink so his words were rather smooth and not as hostile as they would have been if he was still so thirsty, "I'm Lost Reflection, or just Lost. I'm guessing you're a friend of his?" He motions towards Reaper as he asks the new stud his question.

Ｃｒｉｍｓｏｎ Ｒｏｓｅ
{Lᴇᴀᴅ Mᴀʀᴇ}
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Rᵒˢᵉ ⋮ 10 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Viking ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Heat (2) ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Doe, Moon, Amethyst + Viking

The wild bay roan mustang snorts at the new mare's rather sarcastic tone, such an attitude only makes the older mare all the more hostile, "I will make whatever impression I see fit." Rose pins her ears at both Amethyst and Viking as the stallion interjects with plea to get moving, but she won't move unless she deems it time to move. She turns her sharp gaze back to the new mare and takes a threatening step forward, wanting to make her position very clear, "I don't worry about you taking over because I know you can't even if you wanted to. My name isn't of your concern."

With one last aggressive snort, Rose turns and trots back to where she left Moon and Doe, her previous playful demeanor now gone completely. She nudges both mares to get them moving and trots up in front of them, taking the lead like she normally does. The older mare shakes out her black and white mane as she leads the band to a waterhole that only the older mares know how to get to, it was a rather tricky path, but after years of walking it, Rose has memorized every step of the way. She enters the forest and heads in a straight line south, slowing to a walk after a few minutes and cutting east suddenly only to turn back south after another few minutes. Rose leads the band though the forest, zig-zagging around at seemingly random intervals, but it was all calculated and precise in her mind.