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Name of horse: sweetheart
Sex: filly
Herd: fireherd
Age: 1 year/s
Appearance (markings, body type, height, etc. Must be a true color.): shiny black coat, white mane and tail, white star on forehead
Personality: sweet, loving, serious and caring.
History: as soon as she was born, her mother died, was raised by another mare. was a loner before she joined the herd.
Relatives: none, looking for one...
Other: in fire herd.
Picture:





BYC username: Aaisha
 
Charger, Flicka, and Promise stood at the top of a green hill watching the herd peacefully. Charger nuzzled Flicka softly and watched Promise kick out his heels. (Does anyone want to play Flicka?)


Name of horse: Prancer
Sex: mare
Herd: loner
Age: 3
Appearance: see picture
Personality: lively, fast and loving
History: born and raised wild
Relatives: Unknown
Other: ?
Picture:
BYC username: ederob
 
Quote: Diablo descended off down the hill. At first all he saw were trees. But when he looked closer, there were some mares. Jackpot. And a stallion. "It'll be a breeze" he said wistfully "to fight off that stallion". And he trotted as quietly as he could manage, until he was just feet away from the stallion and his brood.
There was a sudden snort from the stud and his ears fell back. The mares lifted their heads to see what the problem was, while their foals were sure to snuggle closer for protection. He motioned for the group to stay where they were as he stood, dust billowing up from the cracked prairie ground. He was much larger than he had appeared while at rest.
 
Charger, Flicka, and Promise stood at the top of a green hill watching the herd peacefully. Charger nuzzled Flicka softly and watched Promise kick out his heels. (Does anyone want to play Flicka?)
Huyana grazed behind them, snorting in bliss.
 
 
 
(Awesomesauce!) Diablo stared off to the distance. The bright sun obscured his keen vision. The tall evergreen trees rustled in the light breeze. Where was all of those loner mares his brother had told him about?

Down in the valley and by a pool of water was a small group of horses taking a rest; two mares, their foals, and a stunning cremello stud. They did not seem to be keeping an eye out for potential predators or rivals, so unfortunately for them, they were big red target for bachelors.

Diablo descended off down the hill. At first all he saw were trees. But when he looked closer, there were some mares. Jackpot. And a stallion. "It'll be a breeze" he said wistfully "to fight off that stallion". And he trotted as quietly as he could manage, until he was just feet away from the stallion and his brood.

There was a sudden snort from the stud and his ears fell back. The mares lifted their heads to see what the problem was, while their foals were sure to snuggle closer for protection. He motioned for the group to stay where they were as he stood, dust billowing up from the cracked prairie ground. He was much larger than he had appeared while at rest.
Diablo jogged down the hillside at a silent pace. He was just a step away from a mare out of the stallion's sight. He pinned his ears back and pushed the mare backward. "Come." He said.
 
Quote: Diablo descended off down the hill. At first all he saw were trees. But when he looked closer, there were some mares. Jackpot. And a stallion. "It'll be a breeze" he said wistfully "to fight off that stallion". And he trotted as quietly as he could manage, until he was just feet away from the stallion and his brood.
There was a sudden snort from the stud and his ears fell back. The mares lifted their heads to see what the problem was, while their foals were sure to snuggle closer for protection. He motioned for the group to stay where they were as he stood, dust billowing up from the cracked prairie ground. He was much larger than he had appeared while at rest. Diablo jogged down the hillside at a silent pace. He was just a step away from a mare out of the stallion's sight. He pinned his ears back and pushed the mare backward. "Come." He said.
The mare pinned her ears and kicked Diablo in the chest, while her foal ran for cover by the other three members of the herd. "No," she growled. "When Kale sees you, he'll throw a fit. Now get away from me."
 
 
 
 
 
(Awesomesauce!) Diablo stared off to the distance. The bright sun obscured his keen vision. The tall evergreen trees rustled in the light breeze. Where was all of those loner mares his brother had told him about?

Down in the valley and by a pool of water was a small group of horses taking a rest; two mares, their foals, and a stunning cremello stud. They did not seem to be keeping an eye out for potential predators or rivals, so unfortunately for them, they were big red target for bachelors.

Diablo descended off down the hill. At first all he saw were trees. But when he looked closer, there were some mares. Jackpot. And a stallion. "It'll be a breeze" he said wistfully "to fight off that stallion". And he trotted as quietly as he could manage, until he was just feet away from the stallion and his brood.

There was a sudden snort from the stud and his ears fell back. The mares lifted their heads to see what the problem was, while their foals were sure to snuggle closer for protection. He motioned for the group to stay where they were as he stood, dust billowing up from the cracked prairie ground. He was much larger than he had appeared while at rest.

Diablo jogged down the hillside at a silent pace. He was just a step away from a mare out of the stallion's sight. He pinned his ears back and pushed the mare backward. "Come." He said.

The mare pinned her ears and kicked Diablo in the chest, while her foal ran for cover by the other three members of the herd. "No," she growled. "When Kale sees you, he'll throw a fit. Now get away from me."(
(What's the mare's name?) Diablo pinned back his ears and nipped the mare, hard. "I don't care about that old shrew." He paused for a minute and whispered. "You know, you are awfully pretty." He said and dropped his gaze to the ground.
 
Prancer saw Diablo in the distance and trotted slowly closer to him and the other mares "I wonder if they have a herd and I could be in it" thought Prancer to her self.
 

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