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by Perfect Polish » Mon Jul 06, 2015 8:56 am
Layla led the horses into the stalls, settling each one in and making sure they where comfortable. She hooked lead lines to Hatter and Force and started to walk out towards the pastures. She noticed a guy and a girl talking and looking a white underweight mare. She walked over and said "Hey". She was going to see if it would be ok to place her gelding in the field with the mare. Force was easy going and would not hurt the mare.
Force looked up at the white mare laying down in the field. He watched her with curiousity. She looked distressed and uncomfortable. He let out a gentle nicker hoping to comfort her.
Hatter let out a shrill whinny into the air smelling the mares scent. Even though he could not smell a heat scent he would still flirt with the mare. He pranced around showing of his bay self.
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by xXLuciferXx » Mon Jul 06, 2015 9:32 am
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I heard the two other equines and pinned my ears. I wasn't really friendly with other horses much, and would make a fight of anything, just really not a herd bond horse. I preferred to be alone and that's just how I was. That's why I was kept alone, other than the fact I was skinny and never gaining weight much. I stretched a bit, standing tall and kickign the ground unhappily. I snorted sharply, a warning to them to keep away. I was a mare with a stallion mind at times.
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by SaphiraBrightscales » Mon Jul 06, 2015 9:44 am
Selene / 2 / mare / 17.1 hands / Tags: open
Selene sniffs at her food with no interest before sticking her head over her stall door. She lets out a lonely whinny while flicking her white tail over her scarred rump to scare some of the flies that were landing on her white coat. The underweight shire pulls her head back and lays down on her stall bedding, still ignoring the food in her food bin.
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