♘ SkyHerd ♘ A Wild Horse ℛoleplay

[Perfect Polish]

Challenger, cloud, solar eclipse, and aayla are wind herd. i changed it. challenger is lead stallion. solar eclipse is lead mare.

 

[ederob]

Name of horse: Flicka

Sex: Mare

Herd; Fire

Age: 1

Appearance: Pure Black

Personality: Strong and kind

History: Lead mare of the fire herd

Relatives: Charger and Promise

Other: ?

Picture:

BYC username: ederob

 

[ederob]

Horses name: Promise

Sex: Colt

Herd: Fire

Age: 1 week

Appearance: Creamy white

Personality: Playful

History: is the lead mare and stallions colt

Relatives: Charger and Flicka

Other:?

Picture:

BYC username: ederob

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Okay, everything should be up to date now (save for Knex, whose form isn't quite filled out all the way). Please let me know if I missed anything.

 

[Perfect Polish]

Name of horse: Blue Sky ( Blue)
Sex: mare
Herd:sky
Age: 1
Appearance: blue roan
Personality: playful and careree
History: She was born in fire herd but when the old stallion was deffeated she left.
Relatives: None
Other: lead mare
Picture:

BYC usernameerfect polsih
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[SilkiesForEver]

Okay, everything should be up to date now (save for Knex, whose form isn't quite filled out all the way). Please let me know if I missed anything.

Fantastic. When could we start RPing?

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Quote: I'll write up a starter right now.

 

[SilkiesForEver]

Quote: I'll write up a starter right now.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

Meanwhile, at SkyHerd territory...

A small lump lay under a tree, an even smaller, glistening lump at its hind-leg. New life had finally risen, stood up on its wobbling legs, and let out a wavering nicker after months of development. Its womb-bearer looked up at the creature in complete awe, never having experienced such a moment in its existence.

When zoomed in on, a very clear image had been presented: a young dam and her very first foal.

Mohan stood at a distance, knowing if he was to creep much closer his mare would become incredibly defensive. Instead of approaching her he raised his neck and let out a whinny of approval, a sort of marking of the birth. In celebration of the event, he tossed his head up and pawed in the air.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

And with the Welsh Ponies...

Tareek stood with his many 'trophies', his body held in a haughty stance and the whites of his eyes partially exposed. He was clear keeping a lookout of any signs of bachelor stallions. Being in control of his son's herd for just a few days now, he had much a reason to be worried.