OOC wrote:{{ @everyone - soooooo sorry everyone. }}
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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;; City, nemo
description;; seal brown tabino,
amber eyes white tail, black
and white mane
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Ｃｒｉｍｉｎａｌ Ｅｆｆｅｃｔｓ
Having had it completely slip his mind, the stallion looked blankly at the mare before speaking. "my apologies m'lady... the names Criminal.. and you are?" he asked contently before listening to her next words frowning. "i suppose alliance was a little strong... it never hurts to have another young stallion or two in the same herd as yourself..." he started before glancing at the male, "as long as they now their place" he continued ears pinning slightly. "But seeing you are my mare... you alternatively become lead until we find another mare who's older or, same age and you two sort it out. but either way, we shall move from here and then you get to chose where we stop.. is that okay?" he spoke softly and watched her carefully before looking to the stallion watching him. "to get things clear, this is not your herd, nor is it half your herd. it is my herd, should you prove your worth you may gain a prize at the end of spring... or next spring, should you not... well.. we'll cross that bridge if we come to it.." he muttered swiftly, basically by that he meant there wouldn't be a whole lot of pride left in the young male.
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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, uno
description;; chocolate, cream mane
and tail, one hind sock, heart
shaped star
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The dark coloured mare through her head up in fright, sending herself backwards a few steps, startling her sister. She snorted, flaring her nostrils wide, and as the male came up to her, the young mare tensed up and flared her nostrils before curcling her neck around and touching her nose to his. After a moment of taking in his sent, she tucked up and squealed, exploding, kicking out with hind legs, striking with fronts before prancing off towards her sister Dakota, flagging her tail as she moved along. A loud snort erupted when her sister shoved her slightly, but in time the older mare put distance between them and him. Hormones of course, for the moment, controlled the young mare, whom was still new to them. She swished her tail and pranced off away from her nipping sister, alas, she got away. Ears pricking towards the male, she snorted and grew closer. Arching her neck like a stallion would when greeting another horse, before she squealed and struck out her front leg. She wasn't being aggressive, she was just seeing if she could boss him. But being a submissive mare, she stopped and trotted off, swishing her tail to tease before stopping a little way off, and grazing. Nostrils still flared.
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nickname;; none
age;; six years
gender;; mare
breed;; thoroughbred x mustang
height;; 16"1
stallion;; none
heat;; one
tags;; lyle, uno
description;; champagne Dunalino
light cream mane and tail,
wide blaze
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Dakota looked up snorting softly, watching as a male approached them, and then her sister. She lightly nickered a warning to him, stamping on sharp hoof onto the ground. As her sister suddenly reacted, Dakota jumped backwards before trotting at her sister nipping her and creating a wide distance between the two and the stallion. She flicked her tail and grazed, a soft snort leaving her nostrils before threw her head up and charged her sister, though, as she grew closer to the male, she slowed and turned back, putting back the distance. Of course, Dakota didn't trust the male, and wouldn't.
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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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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.
by Starwalker123 » Sun Jun 21, 2015 12:11 pm 
