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Why Hello there, You have seemed to have reached the point of your destination. What exactly is this Role play about? Well.. Let's start off by viewing the perspective of a Wild Horse, one of the most majestic beauties of the universe that God has ever made, throwing coarse into the wind as it runs wild. But life can be treacherous for these types of animals. How though? For sure they aren't the biggest baddest predators, like the grizzly. Actually, they aren't predators at all... but what makes them DO have predators that hunt on them? Wolves. Grizzlies. Cougars. Lions? How about Humans. Take the Bureau Land management for example, See how they're snatching all these innocent animals way from the land they once called home. The land that they also associated with Our founding fathers, Native Americans. But now they're being rounded up, And sold into slaughter? Auction? Wherever that Horrendous place may be.

And that's where this role play leads to, Except the horses already been rounded up, and they're still only clinging on to one thing.. Hope. but in the meantime, your charrie is Penned up in a tight corral with barely any food or water, You may manage to gain or lose friends during the long hours of being stuck in there, Who knows? Besides, you may even find yourself a stallion/Mare until the round up is released.

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A band, or herd of horses consists of a single stallion and a few mares and foals. Once a filly or colt becomes two years old, they are kicked out of their herd to prevent inbreeding though sometimes fillies are allowed to stay longer.

Lead mares are not the stallion's favorite and are not chosen by the stallion. The lead mare is the most dominant mare, usually the oldest though younger mares can fight the lead mare for the position. Lead mares can push other mares and foals around, they get to drink first from water holes, lead the herd to new places and even kick out mares that they do not like. They are above the lead stallion in dominance, they lead the herd while the stallion protects, covers and adds more mares into the band.

Stallions mate with all or most mares in his herd once they come into heat, and the mare will give birth in 11 months to a single foal and even twins, though twins are extremely rare and will die if born in the wild as they need human help to survive, there is also a chance of the mare dying if twins are born.

Horses are flight animals, stallions only fight if their herd is being threatened by another stallion. If there were a fire or wranglers and a horse was captured, another horse wouldn't go to the wrangler and fight them as they would be too scared to and would only be thinking about escaping though they will fight if their foal is threatened.

Mares may even go into heat one week after their foals are born and are usually in heat during in Spring and Summer, sometimes Autumn and never winter.

A Bachelor is a stallion who does not have a herd and will often try to court and snake lone mares or mares from another herd. Stallions don't often start herds until they are at least 5, when they are strong enough to keep a few mares and will stay with other bachelors until they gain a mare.

Snaking is when a stallion lowers his head, pins his ears and runs behind the mares, sometimes nipping but is mostly just running close to them. This causes mares, foals, and sometimes even younger stallions to move in a certain direction and is used to bring a herd to another place or to steal mares from a herd. Mares always to go where the stallions want them to go and will hardly fight back, but when they do there is not much they can do since stallions are stronger and can usually get them to go to a certain area quickly and easily. This is used when moving their herd or bring a mare to the herd. Snaking is very normal and mares do not hate stallions for doing it.

Herds may consist from 1-6 mares but it is possible to have larger herds.

Lone horses cannot survive in the winter and must be with others, either in a herd or in a band of bachelor stallions or they will surely die.

Though it is not common, a stallion will sometimes kill a foal if it is not theres or if they sense that there is something wrong with it. They do this to make sure only their bloodlines will spread and if the foal has a disability then it will green the herd from moving slower than it should.

Mares will rarely nurse a foal that is not their's, there are few that may take in a foal, but most usually just ignore the foal, even if it it's dam is dead and It is not weaned.

Older mares that can no longer produce foal's will sometimes try to steal foals from other mares. Of this happens, a stallion can't and will not do anything about it. The mother can try to take her foal back, but if she fails the foal will die.

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➥ All CS/Tess/Nick/RP rules apply.
➥ Reservations last 24 hours, Pm me if you need more time.
➥Let me know before hand if you're going to be inactive.

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➥ Writing limit is At least a paragraph. As if this is semi lit, I should expect no less. Writer's block is acceptable, but do not abuse the privilege.
➥ Please use proper grammar, spelling, and punctuation.
➥Keep Profanity to a minimum. Knowing it is prohibited on the site, it is best you maximize the cursing, let alone starring out.

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➥ No mating your own characters, it's rather boring.
➥ Try to keep genders to the 1:2 ratio, 1 male for every 2 females.
➥ No killing/seriously injuring other players' characters without their permission.
➥Make Your OWN FORUM.
➥Keep this PG13, no extensive gore or detailed love scenes, fade it out.
➥You may have as many characters as you want, just keep up with them.
➥This is a very realistic (as realistic as possible anyway), so no crazy colors or powers,
➥All characters must be above two years of age to start off with, no foals at the beginning, (pregnant mares are allowed but please remember not to many, you may not get accepted) Horses in the wild may get to 25, and on the rare occasion, a little bit older
➥ Absolutely No mates or crushes are permitted. stallions mate with every mare, mares don't get jealous, stallions mate in front of his other mares, he will rarely take them away from the herd
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➥ If the roleplay is too stale, I will start up a poll to see what events can happen to spice things up.

Discussion Thread, Post ALL forums here PLEASE!!

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SUMMER
summer is the season of
annoying flies, mares are
in heat, and or foaling
late. The heat is intense
sometimes over 40 degrees
celcius, best keep near a
lake or under a tree to keep
cool

AUTUMN
Autumn, the season where
food starts to become hard
to find, Mares are no longer
in season,
It becomes quite cold somtimes
dropping to about 5 degrees

WINTER
Winter, snow and ice, it's
incredibly cold and deadly
and food is scarce, only
food found is under the
thick cold snow. most
horses will live off the
roots and the moss they
find on trees, that or they
eat the bark. The only month
The sacred Blossom tree...
Is dead

SPRING
Spring, the season of birth
and life. Foals are born
fawns are born to their
does, rabbits are born
possums, squirrels
cougars, wolves etc.
Spring causes beautiful
flowers to grow and trees
to bloom. especially the
sacred Blossom tree.

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Bachelors

Ezra » 10 » page 1 » Promiscuous.
Salvadorean » 11 » page 1 » Promiscuous.
Faraway Kingdom » 14 » page 4 » :Hᴏᴏғ-Bᴇᴀᴛ:
Pandemic Devotion » 10 » page 4 » :Hᴏᴏғ-Bᴇᴀᴛ:
Ace Of Hearts» 6 » page 5 » Ace_of_hearts
The True King » 11½ » page 5 » Ace_of_Hearts
Keeper Of Souls » 7 » page 6 » ~ I n s p i r e ~
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Lone Mares

Okapi » 15 » page 1 » Promiscuous.
Althea » 8 » page 1 » Promiscuous.
Geyser » 4 » page 1 » Promiscuous.
Nakiah » 8 » page 1 » Promiscuous.
Snowflake Dream » 11 » page 1 » fg05281
Seized By Disease » 10 » page 1 » dira.
Galaxy » 9 » page 4 » :Hᴏᴏғ-Bᴇᴀᴛ:
Golden Snake -Cobra- » 13 » page 4 » :Hᴏᴏғ-Bᴇᴀᴛ:
faded images -Feign- » 6 » page 4 » :Hᴏᴏғ-Bᴇᴀᴛ:
City Of Romance -Paris- » 9 » page 4 » :Hᴏᴏғ-Bᴇᴀᴛ:
Over The Moon » 7 » page 5 » Over The Moon
Dream Catcher » 5 » page 5 » Over The Moon
RainDrops On Roses » 5 » page 5 » Ace_of_hearts
Tinkerbelle» 7 » page 5 » Ace_of_hearts
Apocalyptic Chaos » 10 » page 6 » ~ I n s p i r e ~
A Fallen Empire » 13 » page 6 » ~ I n s p i r e ~
Optical Illusion» 6 » page 6 » ~ I n s p i r e ~
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• mare • ten • lone mare • heat three • everyone •

Alone on the side of the river was a thin yet beautiful black mare. Her long legs flexed as she moved into a trot to go cool in the river. Her perfectly shaped neck curved into an arch and her slick head bent inwards as her muscles rippled under her pure pelt. Wafting her tail in the air as she lowered her head to the liquid, the alluring scent of a mare in heat floating through the air around her. "Come and find me if you dare" whinnied the mare with a chuckle. She took a few steps into the water and the chill sent a shiver up her spine. A loud buzzing sound caught the attention of the horse. Her head raised to catch a glance of what was happening, her ears perked at the sound of horses thundered towards her and her body tensed as a strange black thing came roaring over a nearby hill. Her eyes went wide as the giant steel bug roared towards the frighted creature, pushing a group of horses towards her. "What is that thing?!" cried Dez as she scampered into a gallop. The retired thoroughbred had once been the best in the business and so, using her ability to reach high speeds for great distances, she charged on. But no matter how much she pushed herself, the steel bug was always there, pushing her to move towards a dangerous looking maze of metal pens.

[i hope this is ok for a first post, i really didn't know what to write and the horses that i mentioned can be random horses, they don't even have to be ones that are in this roleplay]

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snow was being chased by some kind of human contraption. she went towards the metal pens and ended up running next to a black thoroughbred. the white Arabian looked at her and then the pens. she knew what this was. she wondered if she would ever be wild again. She started trying to escape but horses pushed at her on both sides keeping her contained. she gave a frightened nicker and just kept going. her silver mane and tail streamed behind her as she galloped next to the black mare. To think that once she had almost been captured by one of these once. well now it really was her turn. The purebred Arab pressed on.

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E Z R A
"Guess it's true, I'm not good at a one night stand, But I still need love, 'cause I'm just a man."
mood; Terrified located; Herd tags; -

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And there was Ezra. likely the most bothersome yet softest stallion he ever was, Grazing quietly along a row of trees. He listened to the squeals of other equestrian far off in the distance, That are probably happy he wasn't there. Pfft, this guy could care less, Ezra was probably or seemed like a two year colt to others, Childish, Annoying, worthless. But he was the happiest little animal even for being old and alone. But it was the crashing of hooves that startled this animal awake, he looked just in time to see a a growing herd of horses barreling past him. He didn't happen to notice a human along the side, actually two, chasing the remaining horses into the hazard. As the typical scaredy cat, He shrilled and leaped forward. finding himself running against the horses, Pushing himself faster and Faster, as if he were the little painted colt again, thinking he could out run the others and become the best. That was the most memorable moment hes had until his herd was killed by fire when he was just two years.

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S A L V A D O R E A N
"Child don't follow me home
You're just to perfect for my hands to hold
If you choose to stay you'll throw it all away
And I just want to take your innocence."
mood; Aggressive, Pushy, Running.. located; Meadow. tags; Dez

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You've seen all types of stallions, but you probably haven't met someone like Salavdorean. A huge power hungry stallion looking for a prize of his own. Mares may want him for his looks... until they meet him later on. Such a cruel stallion, forceful, demanding, but there's a story behind it. Salvadorean is just overly protective. He wants to look big and bad so bachelors and other stallions know to stay away from him. He just wants the best of his Mares to produce top quality foals, and for them to stay healthy. That's all he wants, he doesn't mean to be cruel, but it's just the way it is. Coming from him, he actually teaches you a lesson, that not everyone you meet is the nicest, and you have to live with what you got. In this case, that's who this stallion really is.... As he stands among the plains, acting as his he owns it with an iron hoof, his immense, muscular carriage stretched and bulging while he roughly tears away on the grass below him. Dark brown eyes scanning for a soul to steal.


It wasn't until then it hit him Or more likely it hit the ground, It sounded like a series of Galloping hooves, as if they were being chased. He looked up just in time to see a gather of horses, both mare and stallion, bolting past him. But it wasn't just that, he also had noticed two legged humans riding domesticated horses. That really had worried him, But it startled him even more as the slash of a whip barricaded his back. He gave a deep squeal in agony and charged forward, pigrooting through the flying sets of horses as they Dissiptated everywhere. Where were they going? Well, he was clearly about to find out. And sadly, his dominance was on high power, as he charged at younger bachelors, snapping at their rumps to push them faster then they've ever went. But it wasn't until a black bolder mare passed him nearby, his memory flashed back to an old herd of his, then he shook his head. Ohh no, it couldn't be Dez. or could it? That mare hated him. so much. So there couldn't be a chance that she was here when she should've been long gone. .

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A L T H E A
"I am beautiful with you
Even in the darkest part of me
I am beautiful with you
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be
You're here with me
Just show me this and I'll believe
I am beautiful with you
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mood; Calm, Sullen → Shocked, Horrified.. located; Meadow. tags; -

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Out of the other horses, there was also This mare... This mare was a glorious white coated Marwari mare, known as Althea. But Althea was kind of an oddball.. and I don't mean shes a freak or a weirdo, But she is the kind to hyperventilate over stallions. They cause her to panic too much, and then likely she runs off. But she wasn't always like that, in fact, she had a sister. Her sister was the complete opposite, in which She wasn't the shy one at all. She would taunt and tease every stallion she met, and eventually joined them. Which drove her sister insane, but she warm up to stallions just like that. Then her sister disappeared, and everyone guessed it was Indians who took her. So that's how it went, and She was the one who was so overwhelmed, she wouldn't stop trying to run off. The mare wanted to be alone, but she couldn't. But that's where she stands today, after her stallion then disappeared and left a herd of mares who teamed up and left her. So now shes left her, along a ruddy creek that didn't even seem clean, watching her reflection in it's muddy waters. But it wasn't until then she froze, completely, as a roll of thundering hooves vibrated the earth, shaking it ever so boisterously. She jumped in her skin and bolted in the opposite direction as a gather of horses grew near. Squealing, she panted and threw her haunches forward in such panic and confusion, she was afraid of passing out. But she continued forward with adrenaline and fear pushing her on. But she began thinking positive thoughts.. like will she ever find her sister in this crowd? will they be lead to a safer place then here?

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T H E • S I S T E R S
"give me a disaster, give me emergency,
stand me at the head of the crusades without a remedy."
mood; tired, Flighty, Running. located; Meadow. tags; -

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Two Very ingenious and rather brutal ungulates were meandering through their way toward what could have been better land... without the badgering idiots smooching up to them for a foal. Aka, Bachelor stallions. Only the words of these would come from what was known as Geyser And Nakiah. The typical 'Ponies' you would probably happen to want to avoid... if you knew nothing about them, well, consider yourself Bait. These famous outlaws come with a demonic personality which we know as Insanity. Not even a single mare would have such a devious attitude much like these two. Well... at least for one, And that would be Geyser. Geyser is actually the mare you would want to avoid, Much more then Nakiah, which good luck on trying to separate these mares if you've ever tried... you would just put yourself deeper into a hole which until the point you wont be able to climb out of. That's basically the scenario if you ever bump into these guys. As i was saying, Geyser really isnt much better then Nakiah. She isnt the sassy smart alec, Shes more the definition of insanity. Especially when it comes to being power hungry in a herd. She is the oddball in every herd, The evil oddball anyways, this mare will do anything and everything she can to torture mares. Thats all i can say, unless... that is, unless you get on her good side and become little miss Innocent and to do what your told. Then your safe from being dead. Now, if you've ever met Nakiah, then you can relax a little... just a little. Nakiah isn't as treacherous... but she isn't much nicer. Nakiah is the big talk, all sass, Spicy little thing. Which depending on who she was going against, heck, it could even be Satan, Her rear end would be whipped. She isn't big, like geyser isnt, but she would and could probably take a bull by it's horns and succeed... that is if she were fighting though, but in reality, she's Miss innocent.


Anyways, So here were these two, traveling aimlessly and in exhaustion through the treacherous journey. Also, these two aren't just traveling buddies, they're Half sisters. Born from the same mother, but different sires with the same exact personalities. So you can just picture how they were treated. Anyways, as they move along, Nakiah being the oldest of course leading, with geyser slacking off in the back, as she Groaned in disgruntled agony and stopped. It was a matter of minutes before Nakiah stopped as well, looking back at the berber. The merciless heat was indeed baking, and it did not seem to help one bit that they were in heat, and a bachelor was likely hunting them down. Sighing, Geyser shuffled a few inches forward to give her older sister a bothersome nip. We've been traveling for hours, Not a singke animal in sight. She groaned, Shoving nakiah with her head. Only to recieve a harsh nip on the cheek, Although it was true... it was as if they were searching an end to a treacherous desert. Even though there was an abundance of food, Water was significant, and likely extinct to where they had been. Just a few more miles. Nakiah replied, trying to nudge her sister on as she shuffled forward once more.

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яαιи | 5 уяѕ σℓ∂ | мαяє | ѕ¢αяє∂ & ¢σиfυѕє∂ | тαggє∂: -- | нєя∂: иσиє

Rain was perfectly contented to be alone. I don't need a stallion. She would tell herself over and over again. But the truth was, since her best friend, Brook, died, she had been nothing but miserable. She hadn't encountered a friend since that one friendly herd mare she had stumbled upon. Karma? Was that her name? Rain couldn't seem to remember. Her thoughts subconsciously wandered all the way back to her travelling companion. Brook had died at the very end of winter time, when the ice was not as strong. When it would crack if a horse attempted to cross even the slimmest part of a river to get her friend the little green apple that her friend wanted. And it did. Rain squeezed her eyes shut, wanting to forget the memories. But how could she? Instead, the roan mare focused her thoughts on how the grass swayed, the wind sweetly blowing back and forth... back, and then forth again. Suddenly, the grass started shivering quickly. Then it thrashed violently, and Rain heard it.

A herd of about six or so horses was galloping up the hill, peaked it, then sprinted down. They were all screaming out in fear, she could hear it in their voices. Rain jumped up, and then was paralyzed to the spot, her eyes wide and hopping around wildly. The herd came closer, still calling out in terror. Rain's eyes were flicking to the back of the herd when she noticed it. A two legged animal with strange fur was sitting on top of a horse. She suddenly recognized the creature as a human, the worst threat of anything. There were two of them, actually. One on each side of the horses that were swiftly approaching. The mare was still frozen to the spot as the herd reached her and began moving passed her, a couple of the horses nudging her as they passed, trying to get her to go with them. A faint glimmer of hope sparked in her chest as she realized that the humans might actually keep on going without her. but she was wrong. So wrong indeed. One of the humans whooped incoherently and raised is hand. Gripped in it was a long strip of leather. The human flashed his hand down and the leather snaked through the air for a moment, before it cracked down on her back. Rain screamed in pain as a feeling of white hot fire burned her back. Terrified now, the mare spun around and chased after the herd, nothing but panic running through her mind.

♥α¢є σf нєαятѕ♥
α¢є | 6 уяѕ σℓ∂ | ѕтαℓℓισи | αиgяу & ѕ¢αяє∂ | тαggє∂: -- | нєя∂: иσиє

Ace barreled on, terrifying thoughts flashing through his mind. Other horses were with him, but he didn't recognize a single one. A huge, strange bird-beast with wings above its head flew above them (a helicopter). Its wings circled and created a whirlpool of dust behind Ace and the others. Every time one of them would try to break free, they would receive a lash from the horse riders and their evil torture whips. Anger and fear conflicted in his mind, constantly dueling it out to see which one would be the victor. He was angry because he didn't understand. He had just been minding his own bloody business when this, this thing appeared with its human minions and forced him and some others to start running in which ever direction it wanted them to. The stallion had subtly worked his way to the edge of the herd, nearest to one of the riders. He pulled his lips back, eyes blazing, and attempted to bite the human. this immediately earned him a crack on the head with the human's fist. Ace flung his head back, teeth bared and tried slamming against the rider. This time, it worked. He heard the human bellow as his leg was crushed between him and the other horse. The rider roared once and then lashed Ace in the back with his whip. But the beating wasn't nearly as strong, for he was weakened. This punishment only barely cut his skin. The stallion felt very triumphant, but he hadn't realized the third rider, whom had snuck up behind them while they were distracted. The new rider popped him in the back with his whip three times in a row. Ace squealed in pain and immediately departed from the rider and his horse. He scrambled to the side, back into the middle of the herd and lowered his head down, moving on with reluctant obedience.

♛тнє тяυє кιиg♛
кιиg | 11 ½ уяѕ σℓ∂ | ѕтαℓℓισи | вαffℓє∂ & ѕ¢αяє∂ | тαggє∂: єzяα | нєя∂: иσиє

King had been running for what felt like miles. His matured legs hurt and he was dreadfully thirsty. As he was pressured on by the strange humans and their domestic horses, one thought flashed in his mind: betrayal. How could these fellow equines actually help the humans do this to other horses?! But King galloped on, nevertheless, the other horses moving on with him. Not too long later, King reached up his neck and spotted a horse up ahead. He was a paint stallion, who must have noticed them by now. As the herd, pressed on by the riders, got closer, King recognized the panicked stance of the stallion. Then the stranger did something so unexpected that even he himself was surprised. The strange paint squealed once, and then surged forward and started running at them! What the hell?! King thought, stiffly baffled. The stranger still continued to fight his way through the trampling herd. "What are you doing?!" King managed to call to him, his heart pounding in his chest. "They'll get you one way or another!" He warned, referring to the riders. The paint stallion pushed his way on, grunting as some other horse accidentally bumped him from behind.

✗ נυѕт α ριи¢н σf fαιяу ∂υѕт ✗
тιикєявєℓℓ | 7 уяѕ σℓ∂ | мαяє | ѕ¢αяє∂ & ιякє∂ | тαggє∂: -- | нєя∂: иσиє

Tinkerbell was very much surprised when the riders came to round her up. She was simply grazing, enjoying the ascending warmth of the Spring when three horses, who were being herded by two strange beasts mounted on horses, started running right at her. Tinkerbell spat out the grass in her mouth and gazed, mesmerized and confused, as they approached. The riders whooped and bellowed, strange strips of dark material swaying out behind them. Occasionally, one rider would flick his wrist down, the whip following, and would lash a horse on the back with it. The little cream pony let out a shrill whinny of fright and surprise and began running in the direction that the others were going. She knew that she must stay ahead of the others, for her size would immediately cause her to be trampled. She heard the whip cracking behind her, followed by the cry of pain from one of the horses. Tinkerbell's heart sank. What would become of her?

Sorry for long post... The first ones for me are always the worst. *-*

[Over the Moon]

Over the Moon:
Moon was grazing calmly, blissfully unaware of the danger nearing her. Having just escaped from a group of pesky bachelor stallions, the palomino's main focus was to eat enough food to last her through another chase. She sleepily flicked a few flies off her slightly dirty legs, attempting to ignore the scent that was calling to stallions. She raised her head and perked her ears when she heard a curious thumping noise. However unfriendly the mare was, she was not stupid. A lone horse would be easy pickings for a large predator, and she would like to live long enough to geld at least one stallion. The mare flared her nostrils, using all of her senses to pinpoint the possible threat. Suddenly, a large group of horses turned a corner and began charging at her. Bloody- Her thoughts were cut off as suddenly she was on the edge of the herd, her instincts forcing her to run with them. She managed to see a large monster in the sky, and squealed in terror when she realized it was chasing them. She took a deep breath and slowed, trying to shout over the noise of panic and fear. "Is that a helicopter?" She whinnied to the liver chestnut stallion running next to her(Ace). She suddenly realized he probably know what she was talking about, and when a whip cut through the air to land on her back, she gave up.

((Hey Prom, I was wondering if I could make a mare that's trained to lead the wild horses in, like with the BLM? I forgot what they're called, but I was thinking she could be accidentally mixed in with the wilds.))