The Wild Ones V2 | Wild Horse RP | Not Accepting

[EscapeFromReality]

{*sigh of relief* Thank you! And it is a great picture, I love the lighting in it. I spent forever trying to find a picture of a dapple grey on a beach, but I actually like the storm better now.

Also, do you have anyone open for Fiera?}

[beth.]

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[Moon pool]

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˩υcу
Hєя∂ Fιℓℓу
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ❀ Yᵉᵃʳˡᶤᶰᵍ ❀ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Ezra ❀ Mᵒᵗʰᵉʳ : Hopeless Dream ❀ Tᵃᵍˢ : Herd

A smile appeared on the dark filly's face when she saw Wing and Apollo coming over. "Hello!" She nickered, nipping playfully at Apollo's mane and then looking to Wing. "Hi Wing! Dream's my mom, she's over there." She replied, pointing to her mother who was having a conversation with Sun.

(Sorry I was at a away soccer tournament. Recap I this is old or wrong)
Wing smiled "I know Dream she was the first mare I met other than Mama!"

[Over the Moon]

((@dira.: I agree, faith powerplayed just a few pages ago with her reaction to Mystery too..

Omg yes! Reaper, his gang, and all those fillies will be so sassy and mischievous together. >:3 ))

[Spiritstar3]

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rєvєngє ís fσr rєαl
вαchєlσr
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||age : 7 years||
||Gender : stallion||
||Status : Cocky/needy||
||Mares : none||
||Rank : bachelor||
||Tags : open||

A handsome paint stallion let his body lay against the cool grass. When the stallion decided it was time to wake and search for a herd, he grunted, not wanting to stand, Alas, with a final grunt he stood up and called out contently, beginning his journey for a herd. He'd eaten enough food to last a few hours, and was only going to stop for water.. or if he saw a great patch of grass. His main focus: find mares. A loud whinny yet again left his pink and black lips as his need to start and grow a herd lingered. He looked up and flicked his ears as he heard a mare. With a gentle nicker he called out to her and watched patiently.

Sage- Mare- 7 years- red chestnut (I think)- Quarter Horse- Searching

The lovely red colored mare whinnied yet once more as she raced through the somewhat tall, cool grasses of whatever wild field she happened to have entered. Shaking out her mane, hoof struck rock as she did a tiny half step in dance then leaped off and away again. Snorting, she ran on as the sun partially come behind a cloud but still shown enough to strike off her coat and make it a more dazzling red in color as she perked her ears. She heard the whinny of a stallion and released one of her own as she again ran and soon she saw him in a small field nearby.

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.

Jenna and Jess
The chestnut mare whinnied softly to her sister as she looked at the shy mare and smiled at her reassuringly. Now that the whinnies were directed towards the blood bay at the moment, and not some stallion or another, Jenna noticed that the mare calmed down and seemed a lot more relaxed. She smiled and snorted as she dipped her head and ran her muzzle along her sister's neck then looked up again as she heard the far off approach of hooves. On one side, was one stallion and one mare, and on the other a black stallion and two mares...Snorting, she swiveled her ears towards the one with one companion (Lucifer) and whinnied to gain his attention.

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."

Jess and Jenna
The blood bay Painted mare snorted and flicked her ears up again, perking them at her sister as her sister now directed the whinnies to her and not out at the world to try and get some stallion to either notice her herself or both she and Jess. Smiling a little, she nodded as Jenna asked if she was alright, and she rather quietly said "Yes." Perking her ears as she heard voices, they were closer to Death and his companions (ha, Pun...), she looked up and saw first the good looking black and his two mare companions, then glanced over and noticed the gray stallion and the mare whom appeared to be traveling with him...Snorting, she flinched as her sister again began to blast whinnies, this time trying to gain the attention that of the gray stallion...She backed up two steps.

Winter smiled at the mare's comment. "Thank you." She said, glancing down at her foal. "We'll see if I am a good mother or not, she just was born." One ear perked towards the land ahead, and the other focused in the voices of the two following her. At Riku's mention of when to stop, she had almost considered halting right Then and there. However, she knew better and replied, "In a little while. Eskimo and I are getting tired, but we can make it a little further."

Vienna-Mare- Brown- Thoroughbred- 4 years- Natural leader- Riku, Winter, Eskimo
The mare snorted and blew out a breath as she took in the scents of the area round them, then looked back to the mare and nodded at her as she gave a small, fleeting smile. Shaking her mane out, she held back a single whinny that wished to give way as she looked round. Snorting, she pointed out the small copse of trees that not only would provide shade but also shelter and perhaps hide them too, again.

Sage is open!
Kaleed is open! Repost for Sorrel (was he RPing?) and Zebra?)
My two new mares and the foal of the one are open!)

[cheshire.]

[ok, i have a lot to say about what just happen. i'm perfectly fine with pan, link and garry coming aftr hound just as long as you guys are ok with my pulling devil back in to even things out a little more. but, i noticed that the confrontation is not really fair. levi's post for pan was fair, matryo's post for garry was fair but faith's post for link was not. without giving me a chance to stop him, faith had him corner chaos and just completely sent rhett away without giving me a chance to reply with hound. in the post link passed hound completely and ran straight into the herd. it was filled with power playing and i refuse to reply until it's fixed.

on a better note, i am working on a reply for bea, rio and reaper. i am thinking about have reaper go after mystery and astria after they are kicked out, maybe even venus so all three can have a filly. as for having one of your studs ciel come join in on rio's raid of shura's herd, i would rather not. and i also jave something else to say to the people that roleplay shura's mares. rio was snaking them, you can't just have them take a few steps away then watch a fight that clearly rio will win but anywho.]

[ this is understandable dira. i will wait for edits to be made before i post for pan c; with chaos being cray i doubt pan will even aim for her. he'll just want to snatch away one or two :3

as for reaper, i'm going to have to send in grim to try and stop them from taking all three fillies XD i feel really bad for grim who is just going to look at his son and be like, 'wut spawn of satan have i created?' dammit, thunder, grim, get your game on or we're going to lose all three asdfghjkl.

i'll start doing other replies soon. ]

[Dark Moon]

Apollo grinned, pleased that the two were getting along. "Want to play with us?" He asked Lucy, ears pricked with hopefullness. Impatient, he half-reared, obviously anxious to begin.

[beth.]

(..? Firstly, Rhett is trying to get away, it said nothing of she actually got away... secondly, links is not power play considering it said that link when down to the herd.. Link came in a different direction to where Hound was which meant that Link hadn't passed hound, he just went--- never mind i'm not having this arguement again... if you read it properly.. it's not powerplaying... )

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wríttєn díαrч pαígєs
hєrd mαrє
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||age : 10 years||
||Gender : Mare||
||Status : dominant;angry||
||Herd : Pandemic's||
||Rank : Lead mare||
||Tags : herd||

Paige shoved Astria aside and glared at Mystery, rolling her eyes at the pathetic beings personality. With a soft sigh she looked at grim one last time, sorrow in her eyes, but no guilt. She turned and glared at Mystery, "Pandemic will keep his mouth shut if he wants to keep it" she hissed and glared the brat. "You can forget about ever coming back" She snapped, "Grim get to your feet and watch the herd." She lowered her head to the young mares flank and flattened her ears against her skull before striking both front legs towards mystery and charging her starting to chase her out of the herd. She was now going to chase her far out, to a point where mystery would be gone and some other stud could have the pain and misery of looking after her. But Mystery no longer belonged to this herd, and never would. If for some strange reason Pandemic brought her back, Paige would chase her out again and again until the mare buggered off.

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prídє's míssч
fíllч
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||age : 11 months||
||Gender : filly||
||Status : content||
||Herd : Pandemic's||
||Rank : filly||
||Tags : herd||

Missy's ears perked forwards as her mother told Mystery to leave the herd. She glanced at grim and frowned, she waked up to him and tugged his mane gently, she sighed softly, hoping he wouldn't hate her because she was the daughter of paige. Missy knew mystery had been a pain, Paige had given her many chance's over spring and enough was enough. Missy didn't blame her mother for chasing her out but she couldn't understand why Grim didn't understand, she knew they were his friends, but fillies needed dicipline Missy knows she got it. She was a brat herself when she was younger, but with dicipline she matured, Mystery hadn't. and Mystery was nearly a year older than her and she acted like a 6 month old foal. Missy was suprised her other didn't chase her out months ago.

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sír chαrlєs línkσn
hєrd stαllíσn
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||age : 12 years||
||Gender : stallion||
||Status : content||
||Mares : none||
||Rank : herd stallion||
||Tags : open||

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. Watching Hound cautiously as he aimed for the lead mare.

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dαncє thє tαngσ
lσnєr
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||age : 6 years||
||Gender : Mare||
||Status : bored||
||Herd : Psychotic Charade||
||Rank : lead mare||
||Tags :herd||

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. Tango's head shot up as the mare aggreed, that made the mare part of the small herd of three. SHe pinned her ears and glared at her walking towards her side and giving a harsh nip, telling her that she was boss. With another stomp of dominance, she nibbled Raid's ear and walked off, dropping her nose and grazing contently.

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rєvєngє ís fσr rєαl
вαchєlσr
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||age : 7 years||
||Gender : stallion||
||Status : Cocky/needy||
||Mares : none||
||Rank : bachelor||
||Tags : open||

A handsome paint stallion let his body lay against the cool grass. When the stallion decided it was time to wake and search for a herd, he grunted, not wanting to stand, Alas, with a final grunt he stood up and called out contently, beginning his journey for a herd. He'd eaten enough food to last a few hours, and was only going to stop for water.. or if he saw a great patch of grass. His main focus: find mares. A loud whinny yet again left his pink and black lips as his need to start and grow a herd lingered. He looked up and flicked his ears as he heard a mare. With a gentle nicker he called out to her and watched patiently.

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α líttlє αmαrєttσ
hєrd mαrє
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||age : 4 years||
||Gender : Mare||
||Status : curious||
||Herd : N/A||
||Rank : loner||
||Tags : hound+herds||

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, giving her a bit of speed to attempt a canter and try to flee.

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єpídєmíc rєvσlutíσn
lσnє mαrє
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||age : 8 years||
||Gender : Mare||
||Status : content:dominant||
||Herd : n/a||
||Rank : loner||
||Tags : open||

Rebel was cruel hearted, mean spirited and hateful, however, the young mare had her moments, like her father before her she could be kind and loving, but if anyone crossed her, all hell would break loose. She wasn't an easy mare to anger, but when you did anger her, she was really angry. Rebel snorted softly as she walked, she'd escaped two males, one didn't want her due to her personality, the second left her because she kicked him each time he asked to breed he was young so he wouldn't have lasted. She had seen her fathers mighty herd now and then, horses referred to him now as the king. Did that mean she was the princess? what a mighty name. The chestnut mare walked along contently, occasionally stopping and grabbing a bite to eat before continuing her journey.

[hortus]

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⚜ Windy Night or Windy ⚜
gender ➡︎ mare
height ➡︎ 15.0
age ➡︎ 5 almost 6
breeding status ➡︎ pregnant
herd ➡︎ hell hound's
tagged ➡︎ herd & others
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The chestnut paint merely followed along within the herd quietly with her older foal that no longer nursed. Windy Night's ears flickered at the occasional fly that would pester her. She was enjoying the forest, the greater silence and the scenery. With the herd now stopped she only looked over the herd and her Offspring, electric wind and promise. Her belly bulged with the growing foal inside of her that would be born soon enough, just not exactly yet. The only thing that was for sure was that windy night will give birth soon sometime in autumn. The pregnant mare would graze on what she could that grew in the forest floor not having a worry at all. Her ears pin noticing new stallions approach that had the scent of mares on them, with that she had enough knowledge to know they come from a herd and are looking to expand. She nudged promise closer to her, protectively, as she watched them approach her body was a bit tense.

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☁ Electric Wind or Electra ☁
gender ➡︎ mare/filly
height ➡︎ 15.3
age ➡︎ almost 2
breeding status ➡︎ n/a
herd ➡︎ hell hound's
tagged ➡︎ herd & others
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The pretty palomino yearling was a bit more up beat today, though she made sure she wasn't a nuisance to the adults in her herd. Electric wind has grown up quickly before her young mother's eyes. She looked around the forest, somewhere she has never been before, in amazement with its beauty. She relaxed when they stopped and simply would pick at a few plants here and there. Electra's head perked up in curiosity catching the scent of unknown stallions. The yearling looked to them as her head drifted from horse to horse.

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❤ Promise ❤
gender ➡︎ filly
height ➡︎ will be 15.3
age ➡︎ almost 1
breeding status ➡︎ n/a
herd ➡︎ hell hound's
tagged ➡︎ herd & others
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The older foal took long strides as she kept up her pace with the horses in her herd. She excitedly pranced around feeling like a ball of energy, though usually as fast as her energy comes it goes. The beautiful colored dapple grey filly ran in circles around her mother and occasionally messed with her sister. As she calmed down promise stuck like glue to her mother's side. Her head turned to the new unknown horses but wasn't quite interested given her young age.



(Everyone I'm so sorry, hope my posts are fine c:)

[EscapeFromReality]

Sea's Child
Gender: mare Age: 6 Herd: none Feeling: tentative and lonely Tagged: Night and Cleopatra

Wish lifts her head from grazing and looks forward, her ears pointed in the direction of the sound of hooves. The mare starts to turn away but then pauses when she hears the sound of laughter. She's hesitant to move forward and towards the mystery horses, but she doesn't want to return to the beach alone. Despite the noise of nature it feels so silent there and every wave seems to taunt Wish, pushing her towards the shore. The mare decisively turns and takes a few steps forward but just as suddenly the will to meet others is gone. What if they don't meet her expectations? That disappointment is almost a guarantee. As Wish hesitates her thoughts turn towards survival. The wind of the ocean is cold and harsh, the sand is already crisp with the start of frost. It's noticeably warmer inland. It's not the same though. Can she give up the calming saltiness of the air for warmth? Can she give up the relaxation of the shore for the chance to make friends? Can she give up her freedom for herd life? The choice is made for Wish when the horses breach the hillock and keep running towards her, surely she must be seen already.

{Is anyone open for Fiera? And if you want to see an image so you know what descriptive words to use my form is on 323}

Fire's Daughter
Gender: mare Age: 6 Herd: none Feeling: excited Tagged: Lucifer, Death, and mares

Fiera had been cantering through the grasses, kicking up with her heels and flipping her mane. She hears some whinnies and she stops her frolicking with a glance down, doubting she'll really care. The sun glints of her Ruby coat as her dark eyes widen; it looked like there would be a fight, and fights are worth caring about. Fiera prances closer, her legs lifting high with enthusiasm. Some drama! Some excitement! Maybe someday this could become a story like her mother's. Fiera sets her hopes high on this combat because she wants to see some actions; she wants some adrenaline to course through her veins, give life a little spunk. The daredevil slows as she gets closer so that she can remain an observer instead of a participant. Her scarlet coat has other plans though, it's bright gem-like glow gives her away against the grass.

She sees two mares whinny back and forth to the grey stallion and her feet dance back and forth impatiently as she waits for something worth seeing. Fiera turns her head to watch the other stallion, but the black beauty is still just grazing. Her eyes narrow some before turning back to look at the other pair. She doesn't wait long before sighing in disappointment and shaking her head morosely. Fiera turns away to leave, still glancing over her shoulder occasionally and hoping to hear something worth turning back around. Instead she picks her way back up the slope, long tail tossing in annoyance.

{I'm throwing her into the mix here, I hope no one minds. Someone could spot her if you'd like but nobody has to, she's content to watch the action.}