Dream Light looked back just in time to see her do that. She smiled and giggled.Prancer charged Rhia and kicked hardly.
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Dream Light looked back just in time to see her do that. She smiled and giggled.Prancer charged Rhia and kicked hardly.
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She grunted and reached down to bite her as well. "Back off, you dumb tramp. This isn't your fight."
Amy ran till she was out of breath.
Silent Hill stalked Vasha and the other horses, hiding himself very well.
Name of horse: Copper
Sex: Mare
Herd: Loner
Age: 7
Appearance (markings, body type, height, etc. Must be a true color.): red roan but kind of looks white
Personality: nice if she know you, but if she does nit know you, she is REALLY scared of other horses.
History: was born in the wild but got chased out of her old herd by a different stallion but that stallion dies and she was on her own and has been.
Relatives: none
Other: she is a red roan mustang mix
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BYC username: crazy4horses
Diablo bucked her off his back, intent on seeing her crash to the ground.She sunk her teeth down into his back while up on him from rearing, her eyes filled up with hatred for the stallion. She just couldn't stand him anymore, him or his mare.
When Diablo saw her bite Prancer, he prepared to sink his teeth into Rhia's flesh as he reared, his hooves coming down on either side of her head.She grunted and reached down to bite her as well. "Back off, you dumb tramp. This isn't your fight."
(Accepted.)
Vasch smelled the other stud, but could not tell where he was. He took a few steps forward, his feet now submerged in the stream, as he tried to find the source of the scent. After a long pause, he let out a challenging whinny.
Why should I listen to another mare that's with a different stallion? He thought. But, he could tell that she was scared, so he galloped away.Yishka whinnied shrilly. Her eyes showed white around the amber irises. She bucked, her penny-colored mane flopping wildly over her eyes. Dust from the parched prairie ground coated her once pure-white blaze. "Go!" She yelled, her voice cracking. She didn't want to see another fight of stallion versus stallion. The flashbacks of her own sire and dam loosing their life to a bachelor stallion were all to real. "Go!" She yelled again, sweat breaking out on her neck.
Quote: Ebony made a soft wuffling sound, touching her muzzle to Vasch's whither. "Don't follow him... please... you've already had a fight today." she whispered. "He's just taunting.."