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╰........................╯Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ☽ 11 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ☽ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 2 ☽ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 11? ☽ Tᵃᵍˢ : Herd, StoneHearing a nicker, he lifted his head. It wasn't Voodoo or Bae who nickered, so who was it? Frowning, the pinto stallion looked around, his gaze resting on an unfamiliar horse. It was a mare. She was facing them, and must have been the one who called to them. "I'll be right back." he said to his two mares before breaking into a jog and heading over to where the lone mare was standing. He studied this new mare curiously. She had a pretty pinto coat and was shorter than he was. She was also obviously alone, he didn't see or scent any other horses. Once he had reached her he slowed to a halt. "Hello." he greeted. "My name is Pride." The mustang then turned his head, pointing his muzzle to the two mares by the water hole. "And those two are Voodoo and Bae." He then turned his head to he was looking at Stone. "What is your name?"╭..................╮
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╰..................╯Dᵘˢᵗʸ ☼ Yᵉᵃʳˡᶤᶰᵍ ☼ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Samurai ☼ Mᵒᵗʰᵉʳ : Deceased ☼ Tᵃᵍˢ : HerdDusty cantered after Game, frowning a bit when the filly had stopped. Why did she stop? Was she tired? Maybe she didn't want to play anymore? Once he was closer and before he could react, the filly then darted away. The yearling snorted and moved quicker, trying to catch up to the filly. When she circled him, he slowed a bit, reaching out and trying to nip Game from where he was but the filly was just out of reach. When she quit circling him and darted away again the colt gave chase again, this time moving at a gallop. Finally he caught up to Game and he reached out to the smaller filly, nipping gently at her side before skidding to a halt. He turned away from Game and broke into a canter, giving out a playful buck.
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╰........................╯Oˡᶤᵛᶤᵃ ♪ 2 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ♪ Sᵗᵃˡˡᶤᵒᶰ : Pandemic ♪ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Not in Heat ♪ Tᵃᵍˢ : Herd, ElliotOlivia stared at Elliot. Who was he? She didn't recognize him, he didn't look like one of Pan's dogs. What was he doing here. He didn't look like he was going to hurt her, and he let out a whinny telling her that he meant no harm. Olivia was still nervous, she was a timid filly and she didn't know this horse. She glanced around, looking to the other members of the herd. Did anyone else notice him? Taking a small step back she looked back to Elliot. "W-What...W..." She stammered. "Who...who are you?"╭.........................╮
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╰.........................╯Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ✶ 5 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ✶ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ : 2 ✶ # Oᶠ Mᵃʳᵉˢ Cᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ : 1 ✶ Tᵃᵍˢ : HerdHe didn't that that Vienna would accept him. He was happy that she did, and fade to black. [unfade] The pinto now stood beside Vienna, ears pricked as he looked around. He looked through the trees, searching for anything that could be a threat but he didn't see anything. Now that he had a band of his own to take care of he was more alert, always watching for possible threats. He wanted to keep his mares and little sister safe. Turning back to Vienna the young stallion began to groom her, his tail flicking lazily.
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