The Mustangs of Pryor Mountains//Accepting

[paradise,]

[ work in progress for now. i had misery run into hope, i hope that's okay >.< ]

ＴＨＥ ＳＡＣＲＩＦＩＣＥＳ Ｉ'ＶＥ ＭＡＤＥ

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nickname; goes by hero
age; seventeen years of age
gender; male/stallion
breed; andalusian x mustang
mares; none at the moment
coverings; zero
tags; ---

description; 16.2hh, dapple grey,
dark brown eyes, blonde mane + tail

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a muscular dapple grey stallion walked proudly along the river bank, letting a loud snort escape from his wet pink and grey nostrils. his head was held high, neck arched as to make him look taller and more confident. hero was on the lookout for mares, he had been alone for far too long. it was spring, the time of new crop filling out into the land, a whole new year to build his herd once again. the older stallion had just only had a large herd of about twelve mares, and then they came. they rounded up his herd and took them, stole his pride and joy. the male flattened an ear against his skull, angered by the memories flooding back into his head. he had been trying to forget, he needed to forget. in order to start a new herd, he had to push all old emotions aside, he needed to think about the present, not the past. hero shook out his grey mane, licking his lips slightly before easing his body into a soft trot. hero was confident, but he wasn't always neighing, like the other immature fools. he let one long bellow spill from his soft, rubbery lips, his large barrel vibrating in unison with the call. some mares had to hear him, then he would persuade her to join him. he was older, but he was mature and knew how to protect. any mare with brains would know that he was a catch, a good herd to join.

ＤＥＡＬ ＷＩＴＨ ＴＨＥ ＤＥＶＩＬ

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nickname; goes by misery
age; thirteen years of age
gender; male/stallion
breed; american paint x mustang
mares; none at the moment
coverings; zero
tags; hope

description; 15.1hh, chestnut overo,
hazel eyes, reddish-brown mane + tail

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a chestnut overo stallion grazed underneath an oak tree, flicking his thin tail against his haunches, annoyed at the pesky files. he let out a snort, blinking a few times before continuing to munch down the stalks of grass. misery was alone, another bachelor just looking for some mares to start a herd. he lifted his head from the vegetation, his hazel eyes flickering around the meadow, trying to catch sight of another equine. seeing nothing, he scented the air, but this time he picked up the scent of a mare not too far away. the slightly young stallion let a nicker escape his lips, flicking his ears forward as to hear the mare if she called back. he shook out his coat quickly before moving his legs into motion, trying to locate the position of the mare. her scent was rather strong so this shouldn't be that hard. he clumsily moved into a canter, stumbling on a few rocks before regaining his balance once again. snorting in agitation, misery rounded a few trees before spotting a light colored mare in front of him, not too far. he let out a whinny in greeting before proceeding towards her, slowing his fast pace to a brisk trot, nostrils flaring from the sudden run. after slowing his rather quick breathing, the chestnut overo walked calmly up to the mare, bobbing his head gently, showing her respect.

[memichoo]

Silver swiveled her ears, tail flicking flies away. The mare lowered her head, teeth nipping and munching on the grass. She felt a spark of agitation; It was now spring, and horses would be roaming around, bachelors trying to claim mares, and mares teasing the stallions. Ah, great. She twitched her ears, shifting her weight. A little company would be nice, find another mare! A small voice in her mind urged her. In stories, lone horses never survive! You don't want to die of loneliness, do you? Silver tried ignoring the voice, lifting her hoof and firmly placing it on the ground.

[Blumenkranz]

Hearing a distant nicker, Hope's ears swiveled toward the direction of the sound. She stood quietly, looking to where she heard the noise, but she couldn't see anyone there. She didn't answer, wondering if what she heard was just a part of her imagination. She lowered her muzzle back to the ground and went back to grazing, now alert. Not long after, she could hear the sound of four hooves thudding against the ground followed by a whinny. This time she truly wasn't imaging things. She glanced towards the sound and raised her head to see who was approaching. It was an unfamiliar horse, a chestnut and white horse who she saw was a stallion once he was close enough. She nickered to him and stayed where she was, watching him curiously. Once he was close enough she reached out to him with her muzzle in order to greet him.

Storm heard no reply, but he did find someone. As the young male cantered, he caught sight of another horse grazing nearby. Hoping that it was a lone mare, the two year old slowed his pace and began to move toward's the other horse. Fortunately for him, it was a female and not another bachelor. This was Storm's chance. He was young and inexperienced but he wasn't going to allow that to stop him from trying to have a herd. Excited, he picked up the pace and whinnied loudly to Silver, trying to catch her attention.

[memichoo]

Silver raised her head, ears pricking. She saw a horse coming towards her, and twitching her ears. And now the bachelors are coning, She thought, and lowered her head to continue grazing. When the stallion whinnied, she once again raised her head to gaze at the other horse. "Hello, who are you?" Silver asked, head tilting. Might as well be polite.

[Deletingaccount]

{{ haha yes, i'm quite the fan c: hence the names, Khaleesi, Daenerys and Tyrian haha haha also, gonna reserve missy for Storm so when your finished with him getting his mare, you can have him find her c: }}

{{ @hoofy I had apocalypse reply somewhat to hero c: hope you don't mind but I had Thunder run into misery and Hope... if you really would rather misery had hope, let me know and i'll remove the post c: }}

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nickname;; criminal
age;; fourteen Years
gender;; stallion
breed;; swedish warmblood x mustang
height;; 16"1
mares;; none yet
coverings;; zero
tags;; open

description;; seal brown tabino,
amber eyes white tail, black
and white mane

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nickname;; thunder
age;; seventeen years
gender;; stallion
breed;; clydesdale x mustang
height;; 17"0
mares;; none yet
coverings;; zero
tags;; Misery, Hope

description;; dark bay, black mane and
tail, 4 stockings, wide blaze,
milky brown eyes

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Ｌｅｔ Ｔｈｅ Ｓｔｏｒｍ Ｂｅｇｉｎ
A dark coloured male was grazing upon a small hill, just above a small meadow. He'd been watching a young mare for some time now, a pretty white one to be exact. His ears pricked forwards as he snorted and watched as a younger bachelor stepped into his area, at least, Thunder considered this his area, he'd been here a few days now, surely the male smelt his presence? Ears pinned back he slammed one heavy hoof onto the ground and bellowed out a warning to the younger male, his barrel and throat vibrating in unison to the call. He snorted and picked up a heavy trot down the hill, flicking an ear to the young mare and side stepping away from her to not crowd her. As much as he was about to be quite rude to this male, he was a respectful stallion in every other manner, and wouldn't cross the boundaries with a mare. He snorted and as he grew closer to the stallion, he slowed his body into a walk, arching his neck high out above the male and taking in his scent. He snorted loudly, standing almost side on to the male, to prevent hitting the mare he pinned his ears at her and snaked his neck faintly before pinning his ears back and drifting his muzzle into the stallions neck. For a moment, he seemed peaceful, but it all changed at the sound of a high pitched squeal and a strike of his fore leg. He snorted and sniffed again, this time kicking with one hind leg before biting at the males neck and face and pushing his weight into the smaller male.

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nickname;; tyrian
age;; twelve years
gender;; stallion
breed;; arabian x mustang
height;; 14"3
mares;; none yet
coverings;; zero
tags;; open

description;; white/grey, black points
dark brown eyes, white mane and tail

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nickname;; missy
age;; fourteen years
gender;; mare
breed;; thoroughbred x mustang
height;; 15"3
stallion;; none
heat;; stage three
tags;; reserved for Storm

description;; dun, three socks
amber brown eyes, black mane
and tail

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nickname;; daenerys
age;; twelve years
gender;; mare
breed;; mustang
height;; 15"1
stallion;; none
heat;; stage two
tags;; open

description;; black, two hind socks
star, light brown eyes. black mane
and tail

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nickname;; khaleesi
age;; nine years
gender;; mare
breed;; andalusian x mustang
height;; 16"1
stallion;; none
heat;; stage four
tags;; open

description;; bay, three stockings,
brown eyes, black mane and tail

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nickname;; none
age;; four years
gender;; mare
breed;; thoroughbred x mustang
height;; 15"3
stallion;; none yet
heat;; three
tags;; dakota

description;; chocolate, cream mane
and tail, one hind sock, heart
shaped star

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The dark chocolate coloured mare grazed beside her lighter coloured half sister. Pricking her ears forwards at the sound of a call, she called out loudly in reply, wanting the response of a older experienced male. Despite being in stage three, she was quite intrigued by a foal, and wanted one for herself, but it wasn't her that needed convincing, it was Dakota. Lyle's ears flicked forwards as she picked up a steady extended trot down to the river bed. The wider parts were still frozen, but the edges had defrosted and were just cold. Not the best place to drink on a hot day, could give you a heart attack. but it wasn't to hot, so the water was okay, just very cold. The dark mare pinned her ears at her sister as she nipped her, but she stepped out of her sisters way. Still waiting for another reply, or more simply, the stallion to show up, she had her drink, and began to graze at the grass around the river.

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nickname;; none
age;; six years
gender;; mare
breed;; thoroughbred x mustang
height;; 16"1
stallion;; none
heat;; one
tags;; lyle

description;; champagne Dunalino
light cream mane and tail,
wide blaze

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Dakota snorted at her sister as the four year old called out in reply to a stallion. She nipped her sister, scolding her, the champagne dunalino mare wanted nothing to do with stallions at the moment, and if this stallion was actually going to come, he'd better be worth it. Ears pinning back as her sister trotted off, Dakota followed after a moment, nipping the mares shoulder telling her to move over, there was resistance, but in a moment she moved over and the started to graze while Dakota took a drink then stood watch.

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nickname;; apocalypse
age;; fifteen years
gender;; mare
breed;; mustang
height;; 15"1
stallion;; none
heat;; stage one
tags;; Hero

description;; chestnut. chestnut mane
and tail, hazel eyes, four white
stockings, wide blaze

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Ｗｈａｔ'ｓ Ａｎ Ａｐｏｃａｌｙｐｓｅ
Quite the pretty chestnut mare trotted down the river bank. The river was rounded by a few hills and cliff edges. But all horses knew that the best grass was upon those cliffs, only few had dared go up them, but had met their deaths when the thin edges collapsed under their feet, of course, Apocalypse always found a way. She trotted up one of the smaller cliffs, about 100 foot drop, and she grazed, stretching her neck outwards to the grass. When she stepped forwards, feeling her foot sink a little and the ground shift, she stepped back and walked off, leaving that for the next horse to figure out. The pretty chestnut mare trotted contently along through the long knee high grass, it was already starting to brown off, bits of it at least, by summer, the green meadows will have turned dull, brown and yellow with a bitter taste. But, it was still food, and so long as there wasn't a drought, the grass would hold the nutrients.

The chestnut mare slowed down to a walk and looked up as she listened to the sounds of a call, ears pinned back slightly she snorted and lashed her tail slightly, though in stage one, hormones always kicked in. Crying for atteniton, yet, all mares had control over them, when the stallion got to close for comfort. Ears pinned back she softly whinnied, her throat and barrel vibrating with the call. But with no time to waste, the mare kept walking. She'd replied, whomever released the call could come and find her... Not, the other way around.

[Blumenkranz]

(Alright c:) (I'll post for Hope when Hoof posts)

Storm slowed to a brisk trot, and then to a walk and he finally stopped once he was by Silver. He came close to the mare, maybe a bit too close for her comfort but he didn't know any better. He was inexperienced and excited and forgot some mares were uncomfortable around males. He reached out to her, sniffing her curiously. "Hello." he greeted "My name is Song of Storms, but you can just call me Storm. What is your name?"

[Claw.]

{Before I post would anyone like to run into any of my characters?}

[.ace.]

The Leader

ｄｅｃｌａｒｅ ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ
Name: Chaotic Soul
Nickname: Mayhem or May
Age: 8 years old
Gender: Mare
Herd: None
Rank: Lone Mare
Desired Rank: Lead Mare

ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｉｎｓｉｄｅ

Personality: Bossy, brave, pretty antisocial, doesn’t make friends easily, impulsive, stands up for herself and others, fiercely competitive, ambitious, can occasionally be hostile, and not very patient
History: Mayhem lived on a horse ranch in the mountains for the beginning years of her life. She was able to grow up with her half-sister Cali, but was never truly happy there. She hated being confined. Occasionally, she would see wild horses roaming around, and she desperately wanted to be like them. The opportunity came sooner than she expected when one horse - Was it Soldier? - became brave enough to break the top board of the fence. The horses who were able to jump the fence and wanted to leave did, leaving a lot behind. Mayhem was surprised that only about seven horses left including her, Soldier, and Calamity. May tried so hard to stay with the group of horses, but a lot happened in the wild. Storms. Fights. And bachelors. That’s how she lost Cali. It was all her fault. She didn’t even hear them. A group of about three of them came in all at once from different angles. Lilly spooked and galloped off. Ella was already too exhausted to do anything but obey. And little Calamity. Poor little Cali. She couldn’t even fight. Before May knew it, she was all alone. She blamed herself for losing her sister and changed the way she thought. That’s what made her who she is now. Mayhem wandered alone for a long time, searching for Calamity. She never found her. Finally, she gave up and focused on the herd that she found. She doesn’t even know that her sister is alive. When her family was rounded up, the next spring, Mayhem was put in a corral with her son. But when the colt's lungs gave out after all the running he was forced to do, Mayhem lost it. She wouldn't let anybody down near her; they couldn't even put her down. Finally, the humans were forced to release the mare back into the wild.
Likes: others being obedient, being in charge, having control, quiet foals, and feeling like she has a purpose
Dislikes: fights within the herd, disobedient foals, thick-headed horses, cocky young bachelors, and rude mares

ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｌｉｆｅ

Offspring: Lightning Storm (Flash) - Deceased
Heat Stage: 2
Sire: Max
Dam: Shadow Dance
Siblings: Calamity

ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Mustang x Akhal Teke
Coat color: Black
Eye color: Brown
Scars/Blemishes: A few scattered scars from previous scuffles and harsh living.
Height: 16.1 hh
Other:

The Protector

ｄｅｃｌａｒｅ ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ
Name: Lonely Citadel
Nickname: City
Age: 6 years old
Gender: Mare
Herd: None
Rank: Lone Mare
Desired Rank: Herd mare, but lead doesn’t sound too bad...

ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｉｎｓｉｄｅ

Personality: Easygoing, agreeable, friendly, gentle, very patient, obedient, and she gets attached very easily.
History: Fairly normal background for her. City was born in the mountains into a small herd. She had a laid back life and left her herd when she was four. Her father let her stay for a little bit longer than most did. When she left, she waited a while before deciding to go search for a stallion. City has never had a foal, but does want one at some point. However, she wants a gentleman-like stallion who won’t run off or ditch her once she’s pregnant.
Likes: Kind stallions, foals, being heard, having other horses to call a family, being close to other horses, and having friends
Dislikes: Arrogant stallions, rude mares, death, water (she drinks it but wont go in), and being left alone

ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｌｉｆｅ

Offspring: None
Heat Stage: 3
Sire: Lost Halls
Dam: Sin City
Siblings: Unknown

ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Mustang
Coat color: Light bay
Eye color: Brown
Scars/Blemishes: --
Height: 15 hh
Other:

The Shadow

ｄｅｃｌａｒｅ ｙｏｕｒｓｅｌｆ
Name: Hell's Child
Nickname: Calamity or Cali
Age: 5 years old
Gender: Mare
Herd: None
Rank: Lone Mare
Desired Rank: Herd Mare

ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｉｎｓｉｄｅ

Personality: Timid, quiet, shy, obedient, distrusting at first, kind, and very loving
History: (The same beginning as Mayhem’s up to the snaking.) Calamity lived with the bachelor who stole her for over a year. He was actually quite nice. His name was Boulder. Cali actually grew to like him a while after the snaking. He made her feel safe. Boulder was very kind and gentle with her and was very protective of his only mare. He never once asked for a foal… Even though Cali knew he wanted one so badly. She soon discovered that she had grown to love him and his goofy smile. Soon, however, those bloody bachelors had to come back in and ruin her life. All she remembered was hearing Boulder scream at her to run as fast and far away as she could. She didn’t want to, but something in his voice made her go. Cali tried to go back to the scene to look for him the next day, but never found him. There was just a lot of blood on the ground. Calamity was shy and timid before, but this made it worse. She trusted no one and tried to distance herself from everything. Now, she wanders alone and afraid to try to find another herd. But she will never love anyone as much as Boulder loved her. And as much as she loved him.
Likes: Being included but not the center of attention, feeling loved, kind horses, and honest horses
Dislikes: Direct social interaction, being snaked, basically any bachelor that she doesn’t know, being alone, liars, being yelled at or someone getting angry at her, and storms

ｔｈｏｓｅ ｉｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｌｉｆｅ

Offspring: None
Heat Stage: 1
Sire: Karma
Dam: Shadow Dance
Siblings: Mayhem

ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｍｉｒｒｏｒ
Breed: Mustang Cross
Coat color: Grey sabino
Eye color: Brown
Scars/Blemishes: --
Height: 14.2 hh
Other:

If we are allowed to reserve names can I please reserve the names Black Magic (Voodoo), Little Boulder (Rocky), and Silent Night (Moon)?

[Blumenkranz]

(Accepted! Are Mayhem and Calamity supposed to have the same full names or...?) (Claw, I have everyone but Storm and Hope open if you'd like to run into any of my characters)

[Aragorn.]

(I have finally finished my forms, sorry for such delay! Been going through quite a lot lately, but will be quite a bit more active right away! Let me know if you want anything added or changed!)