s ᴀ ɴ ᴅ ʏ wrote:Chemical i've got one of my boys going after roulette, is post is pre-made, just need acceptance

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(Please don't say that you will have one of your I accepted horses go after someone else's horses. {ya could of still used your form, and just asked 'can I use my own form. I would of accepted. =3 Sorry to make you go through the trouble, Fab and I have talked too much recently about my rules. XD
No worries though, Sandy. It's all in the past. Now... How much fun I am going to have trying to remember the names and age of the horses.... Ha ha.... -_- lucky me. XD It's okay.... I'm just tired.)
(Ha ha. Cocoa is just being a ninja pony! XD)
Cocoa approached the mare slowly, backing off from his trotting. He flicked his ears for any danger, stretching his muzzle out in a friendly greeting. He flicked a leopard ear again, listening to Royal behind him carefully as his eyes skimmed over the spotted mare before him.
Gypsy wandered away a little from the herd, sniffing at the ground, roughly 2 or 3 feet from the other mare, and 10 or so feet from Indian, who watched quietly at the young stud, not finding him as a threat to his only mare. The young filly ignored the snort of her stallion and flicked her tail, looking at the other stallion in front of her. Gypsy flicked a chestnut ear, shaking her flaxen mane. She had gotten nearly 7 feet away from Desi, 15 or so feet away from Indian.
Indian snorted and nickered to Gypsy, still protective of her, as she hadn't reached two yet. When she would reach two, he would send her out to find her own herd, but the stallion could see her leaving sooner than he would like.
Cobalt watched Rose, and just snorted, going back to grazing. He flicked his tail and looked at Dahlia, still not sure of what he did to the poor mare to make her spook a little. They both didn't seem to enjoy his company. The black stud let his chestnut boot glow in the sun as he lifted his head to look around at the plains.
Snowflake snorted, not minding the grooming, being in her third heat. Most mares would be in heat by now. At least at stage one. If not, then they were probably too young. She snorted and flicked her tail, ignoring the stallion's nicker to another mare. She lifted her head to see an older mare. If this older mare wanted lead, Snowflake wouldn't even need to be told. She wasn't a lead mare often, only if she was the oldest or only horse, which was her last hand was like.
Rodeo snorted and stayed in her shade of the tree, not attempting to move until both he and Holly were nearly at the other trees. By then, she picked up a trot and came over, meeting them at the trees. The older mare was a bit tired out, but it quickly diminished. She got tired out fast, but it took a while to make her actually start to show the effects of being tired.
Holly followed along happily, trotting ahead, munching in grass, falling behind a little to just trot ahead again. The mare was all about having food and running. She was an energetic mare, to say the least.