♘ SkyHerd ♘ A Wild Horse ℛoleplay

[yomama]

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[yomama]

ANYONE ON???)

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Quote: ( Accepted. )

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

(Ahh you truly kill me Zinnia-Hen)

( In what sort of way?

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[Zinnia-Hen]

Diablo hung his head. "You aren't captives you know. Go if you want. You seem to not want to be my mares, when I truly am a loving stallion inside all my rough edges. Go ahead and run, mares. But remember, it's wild out there, and you are surely to be hurt or killed without a stallion to protect you."

Winona turned her back to him and went to join the other three in the dark corner, her own foal now crying. She sucked it up and began to dry the young one's tears.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Quote: ( ahhh, accepted. u v u )
(yay!!) Yishka trotted around. After a month of being on her own, she was to tired and scared to sleep without the comfort of another horse nearby. She trotted up and down an endless array of hills and slopes until she could make out what looked like a handsome red roan stallion and a dark bay mare. She whinnied feebly.
Vasch perked his ears and lifted his head from his mare's back, nickering a little bit in response. He took a few steps towards her, his figure suddenly becoming more clear.

 

[CowGrrrl]

Diablo hung his head. "You aren't captives you know. Go if you want. You seem to not want to be my mares, when I truly am a loving stallion inside all my rough edges. Go ahead and run, mares. But remember, it's wild out there, and you are surely to be hurt or killed without a stallion to protect you."

Winona turned her back to him and went to join the other three in the dark corner, her own foal now crying. She sucked it up and began to dry the young one's tears.

Diablo stood up abruptly and galloped out of the cave. Finally, he came to a stop. He stepped into the smaller cave about a hundred yards away from the mares and their foals. He settled down and fell asleep, finally in peace.

 

[CowGrrrl]

Name of horse: Yishka Sex: Mare Herd: None, Loner Age: 2 Appearance (markings, body type, height, etc. Must be a true color.): Yishka is a sleek, sorrel Mustang with a stripe and two coronets on her front legs and 1 on her back leg Personality: Skittish, but nutty and curious History: Yishka was driven out of her herd about a month ago and is scared to death of being on her own. Relatives: Other: Picture: BYC username: CowGrrrl

( ahhh, accepted. u v u )

(yay!!) Yishka trotted around. After a month of being on her own, she was to tired and scared to sleep without the comfort of another horse nearby. She trotted up and down an endless array of hills and slopes until she could make out what looked like a handsome red roan stallion and a dark bay mare. She whinnied feebly.

Vasch perked his ears and lifted his head from his mare's back, nickering a little bit in response. He took a few steps towards her, his figure suddenly becoming more clear.

Yishka let out another feeble whinny, the whites of her eyes showing. she stepped back a little, wary of the large stranger.

 

[yomama]

Silent Hill pranced around. He was looking for any mares around here.

 

[CowGrrrl]

Silent Hill pranced around. He was looking for any mares around here.

Yishka sensed him. She turned around wildly, even more scared than she was with Vasch.