Roleplays featuring animals or non-human fantasy creatures which are based on a book/movie/tv show (e.g. Warrior Cats, My Little Pony, Pokemon)
by hoofbeat » Thu Jul 23, 2015 11:58 pm
Mist
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Mist galloped through the meadows, racing to get away from the most recent bachelor that came her way. Ugh, why do stallions have to be so pushy and stuck up...? after a couple miles, she slowed down to a nice trot. She traveled the whole day, finding no herd scents. The next morning was different, after 20 , minutes she came across a scent trail of many horses. Mist followed it until she came upon a large group of mares, foals and a Stallion. She trotted down the hillside until she was just 20 ft away from them, hoping they would call her in to the herd.
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by hoofbeat » Fri Jul 24, 2015 2:04 pm
Mist
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"Oh, hello! Ummm, I'm Mist. What's your name?" She said, trying to make small talk. The herd was a decent size. It looked pretty formidable actually, it would give her the protection she needed.
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by Forever Immortal » Fri Jul 24, 2015 6:12 pm
Dancer
((I forgot)) ((I need to find a mare to hang with and become besties like jinx and Tennessee))
((Sorry rain, I will talk to you later))
((I feel like starting over))
((I'm now on my own and trying to steal mares for a herd of my own))
I trotted forwards twisting around circling the other stallion. We stood facing each other. He half reared. I half reared as well. I tossed my head so my mane lay on the other side of my neck. I need these mares. I need a herd. Thinking to myself. The stallion lunged toward and took me off guard sending me sprawling through the dirt. I lifted my head, and saw he was standing above me. He reared up and I scrambled to get out from underneath his hooves. Once I was up I galloped looking back scared to check if he was chasing me. He wasn't.
It has been said that a man is not dead while his name is still spoken. That we are only truly gone when we disappear from the memories of those who loved us, meaning a great artist never dies along as his books are read, his paintings admired, as long as our songs are sung, may each of us live forever. As for me, maybe its time to learn a new song, fortunately i have an excellent teacher.
-Henry
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by Forever Immortal » Fri Jul 24, 2015 6:21 pm
Dancer
((Cool thanks))
As I got into the trees I slowed down. Puffing from exhaustion. I circled around and around to get my breath back. I could feel mud, dirt and blood on my coat. I sighed. Another failure. I started trotting down towards to creek. The creek meant halfway until home. I lay down in the creek and rolled. Trying to get the blood and mud off. I heard something. I dunno what it was. I lay still, upside down in the water. I could feel the water trickling down my coat. There. I heard it again. A whinny? I slowly got up hoping I don't attract any stallions.
It has been said that a man is not dead while his name is still spoken. That we are only truly gone when we disappear from the memories of those who loved us, meaning a great artist never dies along as his books are read, his paintings admired, as long as our songs are sung, may each of us live forever. As for me, maybe its time to learn a new song, fortunately i have an excellent teacher.
-Henry
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