The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[cheshire.]

F A L L E N
F R O M
H E A V E N
[ stallion ] . [ ten ] . [ pandora's toy ] . [ being a handsome devil ]
--- Oh how horribly lovely this day had turned out. Lucifer had returned from months of travelling to come across Pan and Grim hovering over a huge herd and lingering on the edge had been this jewel. A diamond in the rough. The apple to his eye. Hundred of mares lived in this valley but not one of them could compare to Pandora. In fact, he had moved far out of this land and still there was not a single like her. Perhaps there was his previous lover but she was on a different scale to Pandora. This one, she was something else. No matter what she would always claim that he belonged to her and vice versa but the truth was, they were simply chained together now. By some unspoken agreement they had developed a relationship next to never seen by other equines; one of sexual and emotional benefit.

Love was out of the question. No string attached. That would surely cause trouble. But with Lucifer's dare to mount this lovely temptress, he had agreed to something he had never wanted; a commitment. Punishment would be laid out for him, no doubt. Pandemic would be furious. Lucifer had sworn his alliance to the older chestnut so this was sure to cause some drama. No matter, Lucifer could take it.

His name still being purred in his ears, they were now resting after their carnal game. Sweet coated his fur but it appeared Pandora was in worse shape. The smell of their efforts wafted off the pair and Lucifer bitterly accepted that he was out of practise. He rarely accepted female. How had this one managed to make him succumb to his male desires? The answer was beyond his knowledge. Or perhaps it was there, buried within his manipulative techniques and devious plotting. She was too similar to him, dangerously so. But once again, not the slightest damn was given. Lucifer would do what he wanted with Pandora. Screw the rules. That's my motto. Screw the rules, screw Pan, screw the world and at the end of the day, screw Pandora...literally. Knowing that he was thinking inappropriately, Lucifer gave a dark chuckle, not bothering to explain his mental humour to his partner.

Grooming Pandora lazily he didn't really bother to clean it up. He was too exhausted for that, his sides still heaving slightly. Surely she must know the setbacks of this arrangement. If she was so good at seducing the opposite sex then she must have quite the reputation. How would she feel, cutting off all accessibility to other males by pledging her loyalty to him. Lucifer had never been interested in making a herd. If he ever did it would only consist of two or three quirky mares who would understand his rules of how they operated. One, their bodies were his. Two, emotions were not a priority. And three, they had to be ready to travel. Lucifer loved to travel.

And what about himself. Of course he would never pick up random mares for the sake of making a bigger herd. They would have to be special. But would she approve? Was this allowed? Her voice mulled it's way into his skull and Lucifer gave a grunt. "I believe we may have let our emotions get away with us, darling. So I must clarify this; we are not tied like lovers nor are you some brood like the normal herds. I do intend to fling with more of your delicious gender and you're welcome to do the same with stallions. I simply beg that we both remember that there is a rope around our necks and at the other end of that rope is one another."

As if the world wanted to confirm this, a whinny pierced the air and was from close by. Lucifer's ears didn't even perk in the direction. He was focused solely on the demonic cherub before him. After a minute of staring he chose to bring his mouth close to her ear, "I believe some poor soul just called for the company of Satan and his consort. Shall we?" Turning slowly he allowed his strength to return to his body before he began to walk easily through the forests. They weren't far from Pan's herd so he could still keep an eye on it. Coming into an opening he laid his eyes upon two mares; Jenna and Jess. What luck, two. Lucifer perked his ears in mild interest.

He was about to approach if he hadn't noticed a figure on the other side of the meadow. A black horse accompanied by a paint and a golden mare. He knew that stallion. He had travelled to that male's hometown and met him. That was the infamous Death. Suddenly, Lucifer's ears flicked. If there was a most handsome stallion competition, even Lucifer would have to say that Death would win. He was a sleek black, irresistible. And suddenly his words to Pandora made him bite his tongue. Would she go flirt with Death? Deciding to play it cool he neighed to Jenna and Jess, watching warily at Death who had decided to graze quietly with his two female companions.

[cheshire.]

D E C E I V I N G
D E A T H
[ stallion ] . [ nine ] . [ band stallion ] . [ feeling bittersweet/nostalgic ]
--- Death's whole head rolled with all this new information. While he had been busy nursing Riot back to the best health he could get her too, Fiasco had been abusing Honey and so had Morgan. How could she have done that? Death had welcomed her into the group and treated her like a lover. To repay him she had gone and hurt those he had held dear to his heart. Dancer, Honey. Fiasco was a bastard for what he had done and Death would never forgive him. Something deep within Death boiled and simmered, waiting for a time when it could rise up and possess the black stallion; an aggression that was rarely seen. It was Death's real flaw, sometimes he just couldn't control his fury. It was a trait given to him from his father.

Giving his head a shake to try and lose such negative emotions he felt Honey press her muzzle against him and he leaned against her for comfort before allowing the stunning mare to amble off. She was so beautiful. Nami was soon distracting him though and he nodded absently to her challenge. A race. Huh, funny how things lost their fun when there was something else on his mind. Would the child be okay? How would he treat it? Where was Fiasco? Out of all these important questions he instead found himself saying, "How are you feeling Tsunami? It's been a while since you've seen Charade, I assume." After all, Nami was like a daughter to him.

As they arrived at the meadow that she had chosen out, Death had kept pace with her the whole way, not even straining. It appeared neither had won the race because Death had simply tried to stay beside her instead of overtake her. Upon arrival though he was quick to see the place was occupied. Two mares in the middle who's calls he hadn't even heard and then on the other side was a tall and brawny stallion with a very curvaceous and pretty mare. Death tore his gaze away from the mare before Nami could tease him about it. The two mares, Jenna and Jess were both paint and very pretty.

He would have tried to make conversation but he knew the grey stallion. Lucifer. A nomad really, Death had brawled with him once. Over what? Riot. The mare had been having a particularly bad day and had run off. When Death had found her she had been chatting to Lucifer. The mad mare had been oblivious to the fact that Lucifer had been about to cover her. So Death had fought him off. Looking over to Nami now, he wondered if she remembered the guy. "Maybe we should just...linger for a moment. I don't trust him with those two ladies."

[cheshire.]

M O R T A L
A N G E L
[ filly ] . [ yearling ] . [ filly ] . [ anloric's daughter ]
--- No no no, mother could not be dead, no. There was pain, red, and more pain. Her mind couldn't take it all. It was overwhelming and it was terrifying. Halo had always been a fighter, she had never given up. But now all the filly wanted to do was die. Her legs were bleeding, there was a gash on her cheek and her rump was being targeted. Why couldn't they just finish things. Why did they have to continue with this tormenting. Illuminati was dead, without her, what else was there?

"Come on Halo." That voice. She knew it but from where. Ugh, pain. Halo shut down her train of thoughts to try and stop the pain. Surprisingly the pain did stop. Or lessen somewhat. And Halo's thoughts started up again. She saw flashed of her mother and then...Dante, her other mother. And...dad! Eyes flashing open she heard his voice again. "Get up sweetie, please." His voice mingled with the cries of coyotes and then there was Dante, snapping fiercely at the canines and still managing to coo to Halo.

They both were trying to help her. A nudge to her body made Halo give a small wriggle. She was on her knees and was going to try and stand when a coyote came flying at her face. Before it even got close Dante sent it flying and there was a sickening crack. Come on Halo! Dad's cheering you on! So is m-momm- She had always thought of Dante and Nati as one but now as she looked over to where most of the enemy was gathering, it was a sight was with burned into her mind. Her mother, shredded, bloody and unrecognisable.

The terror showed in her eyes and a heart breaking cry came from the filly. She sobbed, her body shaking and causing pain to roll over her like a shock wave. Even if she had wanted to continue fighting, her legs hurt so much. Broken, wounded and hopeless she leaned her head against Anloric's legs.

Dante continued to fight despite how useless Halo was acting. "Leave." She cried, not wanting to hurt them. When they didn't seem to hear she looked to Dante who was killing the animals relentlessly. Still protecting her, like mommy. And Anloric was here, doing the same. How could she give up of them? No! That's not how Halo acted. Her eyes shutting in pain, Halo stood upright and moaned in agony. She could barely walk. And yet, giving up was out of the option.

[cheshire.]

J I G O K U
I N U
[ mare ] . [ eight ] . [ lone mare ] . [ no status ]
--- Cerberus was so unconditionally strange that most would pretty much classify her as crazy if they came across her. She spoke to herself, thought everyone was her friend and always spoke her mind. She was also dangerously daring and would always do what no one else wanted to do. A down an dirty mare, Cerberus' personality clashed with her petite and beautiful frame. If she came with a warning label it would probably say, Anything within a fifteen meter radius of this product is considered in danger.

Still mumbling to herself, Cerberus felt the ground vibrate with the approach of the horse and as he came close she took note of his height. Holy cow he was big. And by big, she meant big. Clearly a draft horse. Most of those guys were rather aggressive, ugly or blunt. The moment she saw his head lower she knew that he was none of those things. In fact, he had a rather dorky look about him from the way his overgrown forelock fell over his eyes. Cerberus was still frozen in her position but his voice broke her out of her trance. Ma'am. Ha, it had been a while since she had been called that...actually, she had never been called that.

"You're huge." She blurted out. Oh no, not a good idea. Her mouth shutting again, Cerberus didn't exactly regret saying the words, she just wished she had said them at a more appropriate time. This guy was almost double her height. Waiting several moments, Cerberus just blinked at him. "Oh yeah, I forgot. You asked if I was alright....well, I'm not dead. Though really, you must define the word alright. If I was a, uh, adrenaline junkie, alright would be a few broken bones but feeling awesome. For a sheep, alright would be still alive. But I am none of those."

Oblivious to her rambling, Cerberus tilted her head curiously, "Your eyes. They're very soulful." Completely changing subject and not even answering his questions, Cerberus could see that his orbs held a lot of love and sorrow in them. This male had a story to tell. And behind him there were the two other horses. The mare seemed pretty sceptical and looked like she wanted to leave. How polite of her. Jokull on the other hand seemed curious and she shot him an uncharacteristically flirtatious smile. Straight after though, she winked at Gator as if to just reassure him that she was just teasing.

Cerberus was a strange mare indeed.

[HorseFan21♞]

( S.D. Is 5. C: And to those who don't know, I'm in an Asian timezone so please excuse late replys! )

༒Star-lined Dreams༄

||Shura's band / herd||Alert||Rio

The black mare's instantly spun around in the same direction as Charlie, ears pinned flat against her head at the whirlwind of a stallion that had nipped her. The scar on the back of her leg tingled a little, and she felt the adrenaline seeping into her veins. She too aimed a warning kick at the stallion, and half-skittered over to the other two mares, eyes solidly fixed on the apparently older stallion's every move.

[beth.]

Tango smiled as her new stallion and looked up as a mare. The chestnut mare pinned her ears instantly, the mare was roughly the same age as her, but seemed to have the immaturity of a three year old. The mare rolled her eyes and lowered her mouth to the grass. Clearly showing she would take no part in playing games anymore. Tango was a mare who played with her stallion, only her stallion when no one else was around. Every other time, Tango would be lead mare, she'd protect the herd, and her foals, and she was not going to muck around. At least Raid saw Tango's playful side once. But it was his first time, and his last time, that he'd see it. The pretty chestnut mare snorted, she kept prancing around contently, but the moment the mare came within 10 meters, Tango would stop and would not repeat this process. Not ever.

Link rolled his eyes, Pandemic was not always a 'greatful' male. Link could have covered this mare if he wanted, not a simple note of gratitude. Course, Link was used to it, though it agitated him a little. He never made a fuss, which was half the time, why pandemic never changed his ways, Link never showed any signs of annoyance over it. Link frowned at Pan's words. in his mind his head was shaking, in reality, his head was still. if he wanted a mare he would have taken one already, but he didn't want one. he wanted a herd, not some mare thrown down at him. Link had been in pan's hands for years now. He grunted and stamped his hoof at a few flies and glared at Garry. He looked up as he spotted the stallion, he was caught up with a mare, one who seemed rather calm. Course as pandemic announced his pressence, the little mare took off. Link left the mare deciding that either one of the others could get her, or they'd leave and go for the rest of the herd. Link focused on the lead mare, He watched the colt and grinned before looking to the mare. Link had chosen his mare, should they get this herd, Link was going to claim that mare and her runt. Link would probably kill it in time, Or pandemic would. But the mare would be his in time which would make her lead of 'his' share of the herd, which was one mare. but it would mean she'd still have to follow Paige for paige was Pandemic's mare. No stallion was going to claim Paige. Paige had only just accepted pandemic, she wasn't about to accept any other stud that came her way. Best leave paige happy and not anger her further. Link found amusement in Paige's ways, she was wise, a little hasty and harsh, but she knew the lands well and did make a good lead. Link turned and trotted down to the herd, he presumed the male would galllop in return to his herd, or, he'd turn and go after the 4 year old who took off and perhaps stay with her. But who was he to know what the male would do? Link snorted and grinned as he began his way down to the herd. If Pandemic was quick, he'd be able to cut the stallion off before he reached his herd, he was a good distance away due to that little mare of his. So if pandemic held the male there, Link would take the lead mare back which would naturally make the other mares naturally follow their lead with the other males behind. He grinned at the idea of claiming the mare and steadied his canter heading for the mare. The mare would likely be slow, tired and protective, she'd probaly want to keep the foal away from him, so perhaps she would move?

Rhett was about to comply and go towards the males herd but as she heard other males the young mare wanted no part in it and therefore bucked, kicking out at hound escaping a gap which the male left while he circled her, allowing her to speed into a canter trying to flee.

[azhefa.]

{{Oh good lord, I have a lot of reading to do >.< Lol posting once I finish reading!

[azhefa.]

{{Sorry for any short posts, my muse is be wonky.

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Tᶤᵗᵃᶰ ⋮ 14 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 1 ⋮ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 1? ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Pyro's Herd

The big bay stallion snorts as the bachelor runs off without a word, but doesn't give chase or call after him. He instead turns and trots back towards where he had seen Pyro's herd flee, he wanted to see if his brother was alright. Titan glances around and finally spots his younger brother near the edge of the forest with his mares behind him. He comes to a slow stop a good ways away from his brother's herd, not wanting to start a fight or anything. The stallion perks his ears at Pyro's nicker and lets out his own equally ecstatic whinny, he paws the ground a little before tossing his head and waiting for the younger band stallion to come over and chat.

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Nᶤᶜ ⋮ 2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : None ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Heat stage 3 ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Garry

Her acts of disinterest seem to be all too real for the young stud, was she really such a good actress? Nic snorts and flicks her tail as she slows to a walk, her head and tail still raised like it was when she was trotting. When a stray bachelor comes over, she snorts and kicks up into a trot to get away from the random stallion, she wasn't interested in the likes of him. She comes to a stop again and watches as Garry fights off the unwanted bachelor, his victory helps seals her decision to join him. Nic tosses her head a bit as yet another stud comes to claim her, but relaxes again when Garry chases him off before he could get too close.

The mature filly nickers to Garry as the stud heads back over to her, his victories has made him more confident and it looks good on him. She perked her ears towards him and swats her tail around behind her, clearly uncomfortable with her heat so deep. With a final flick of her tail, she turns and starts to purposefully walk towards the large herd he had came from, showing him that she was now his. As she walks, she keeps her tail up and lightly waving from side to side, making it pretty clear what it is that she wanted from him. She may be deep in heat, but that doesn't mean she won't flirt with him first.

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Eˡˡᵃ ⋮ 1 Yᵉᵃʳ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Titan ⋮ Mᵒᵗʰᵉʳ : None ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Vegas

The filly grazes calmly off to the side, her growing tail flicking behind her to get rid of some of the biting flies that seem to love her hind end. Ella looks up a little when she hears hoof-beats and sees her father's mare coming over, which doesn't really interest her as much as grazing does so she drops her head and returns to grazing. She is able to eat for only a few moments before Vega's voice makes her look up again, her ears folding back slightly, but the mare was calm and relaxed so the filly relaxes as well, "Of course I am, I've been looking for him and my brothers for months. We were separated in a human place and were set free at different times, my mom got taken away." The filly looks around a moment and then turns back to Vegas with a questioning tilt to her head, "Why do you stay with Daddy? He's not around so you're free to run away to find a different stallion who actually stays around longer than an hour."

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Ｃａｌｌ Ａｌｌ Ｅｖｉｌ
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Cʰᵃᵒˢ & Dᵉᵐᵒᶰ ⋮ 12 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Devil/Hound ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Foal - Calling All Evil (Demon) ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Demon + Herd

The large black draft mare snorts harshly at a mare who got too close to her foal (random), making the horse skitter back and almost fall over in her effort to get away from the aggressive lead mare. Chaos shakes out her black mane and perks her matching black ears up as she comes to a halt near the edge of the herd, Hound was still off cavorting with the young mare he had found, but that doesn't really interest her since she couldn't care less about the stallion. The lead mare stands calmly as her young foal drank from her, his little black body pressed against her own matching black side. Her little colt was growing stronger by the minute which makes her heart swell with pride, he was strong like his father. Demon's little tail flicks around behind him as he suckles on his mother, greedily drinking the tasty milk until she steps away from him, he wasn't to get too full since if he did he wouldn't be able to run with the herd.

Chaos lightly grooms her colt as he gazes around the forest and herd, a curious little foal. Just as Demon was about to lay down and take a rest, a scream pierces the air which makes him freeze and look to his mother for an answer. The lead mare gives a deep and harsh snort as she pins her ears back flat against her skull, she knew what the scream meant and it wasn't good. Chaos nudges her little colt behind her as she moves to the head of the herd, her large bulk easily hiding that of her small foal. She may be weaker than normal after her recent birth, but she was still strong enough to fight if she needs to. With her own loud scream, the lead mare rears back and slams her draft hooves upon the ground, making it clear that none shall move her and in turn the herd behind her. Her bright ice-blue eyes were ablaze with a protective fury, the blue orbs almost glowed against the pure black of her coat. She sees Link heading down towards the herd, but makes no move to flee, she will fight to her last breath for her colt, the son of her foal-hood love. No one will take her son from her.

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Iᵐᵃᵍᵉ ⋮ 4 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Pandemic ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Pregnant ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Link then Pandemic

The pretty white mare keeps her tail up as she moves around the herd, ignoring Link as she goes, but was snapped out of her heat-daze when he starts nipping her harshly. With a squeal, Image kicks out at Link, clearly not happy with his aggressive biting. She snorts at him and trots away, her tail still up and flicking behind her, but this time it was more in defiance than flirty-ness. Image tosses her head and comes to a stop near the edge of the herd, she wasn't really paying attention to Pandemic or any of the other stallions so she was a little startled when Pandemic suddenly appears. His rather hostile approach makes her shy to the side a bit, but stops when he touches her gently, such a tender action has her pausing since she figured he was incapable of such things. When the stallion simply mounts without really asking, Image tosses her head and takes a step to the side, but she was too far into heat to really kick him off. Fade-Unfade. After he was done, Image snorts and walks off to find a good place to graze, the thoughts of foals flooding her mind.

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

The colt nods to Lightning as the other colt introduces himself, but was a little preoccupied with getting more water to really speak. He looks over to Reaper when the 'leader' of the gang spoke, but stills stays quiet, he just wasn't really one for chatting so he just stands there and watches the other two talk. When the wind changes and brings the scent of mares and fillies towards them, Lost lifts his head and almost eagerly scents the air. He can smell his mother, but the scent of fillies was much more interesting to him, he was a mature stallion after all. As he catches the scent of the stallions too, Reaper spoke about going and having some fun, the herd was guarded by stallions, how is that going to be fun?

Lost watches the herd in question, there were plenty of mares and young fillies running around so it was easy pickings, but it was the group of bachelors that guarded them that was the problem. He thinks about what they could do, but pauses when he sees the 'boss' stallion head off with a gang, leaving only two stallions behind and both were obviously too preoccupied with the mares they were with to really pay attention to the herd. This was their best chance to get some fillies. Lost takes a few steps forward and nickers to the two other stallions with him softly, "The leader is on the move, there's only two bachelors left to watch the herd and both are preoccupied with mares to see what is going on with the fillies. If we trail the forest edge, we can come out on the other side where they won't see us and we can nab a few of the fillies that are over there." Even though Reaper clearly claims the rank of leader, Lost wasn't just going to chase butterflies and let them to all the planning.

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Rᵒˢᵉ ⋮ 10 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Viking ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Pregnant ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Doe, Moon, Amethyst + Viking

The bay roan mustang snorts as she keeps trotting though the forest, going deeper and deeper into the rather dark depths, but she wasn't scared of the eery trees and almost scary-movie quality of the forest. She has been in the forest too many times to really count so she had lost her fear years ago. Rose snorts again as a fly starts to pester her face, her head shaking a little to get rid of it. After many long minutes of trotting, she slows to a walk and eases herself down a rather sharp slope, her experience makes it seem almost easy, but it was clear that it actually wasn't and one wrong move could send someone tumbling down and possibly break a leg. Once she reaches the bottom, which was only a few yards from the top, Rose starts trotting again, expecting the others to simply keep up.

When Amethyst spoke to Viking near the back of the herd, Rose could hear them and the pinning of her ears makes it clear the she was indeed listening. She snorts almost in amusement when the young mare calls Viking creepy and scary, such things were actually what drew Rose to the stallion, she hates false charm and sickeningly sweet complements, harsh words and aggression was much easier for her to tolerate since she was harsh and aggressive herself. Rose shakes out her salt-and-pepper mane as the younger mare continues to talk to Viking about changing his attitude and behavior from aggressive to sweet, the lead was getting more and more irritated with the little mare. The old mare turns her head to give Amethyst a dark and almost hateful look, her eyes conveying the message to stop telling her stallion to change, he was fine how he is. She actually likes how he was and hates the thought of him changing.

[Lady_Lycana]

Anyone want tsuki? My chestnut mare?
Kind stallions only please)

[smiley__face01]

Name: Polly Pocket|Age: 6|Herd: none yet|Tags: Raid, Tango|Covered: no

The whinny echoed around the forest to the unknown. After waiting for a while she decided to go look for a stallion herself. "Hmmmm, where should I start?" she wondered. Soon she was on her way towards a river. Then, suddenly she saw two tiny dots in the distance; horses! After looking a little closer Polly saw that there was a mare and a stallion. Cautiously walking forward towards the small herd, the stallion approached her, equally cautious. "Want to play a game with us?" he nickered "I don't know, okay." was her response. (WB)