Brumbies Of Silver Falls- A Role Play Always Accepting!

Name: Roxanna
Age: 6
Breed: Mixed Draft, Stock horse + Brumby
Gender: Mare
Herd: Storm Herd
Rank: Broodmare
Mate: --
Personality: Stubborn. Relatively cheeky and intelligent for a young horse. She gets along better with mares than she does with colts and stallions, even those who she recognizes.
History: Her sire was an escaped pet horse, and her dam was an older wild Brumby. Her mother died when she was a weanling, leaving her to fend for herself in a large herd at a young age. There were times when she almost didn't make it, although able to eat solid food, and she was often harassed by more dominant herd mates. She was kicked out at two and jumped herd to herd up until recently, when she was snaked into Storm Herd as a new broodmare.
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User Name: Arroz con Pollo
Other: Has had two colts in the past. Only one survived.
 
Name: Roxanna
Age: 6
Breed: Mixed Draft, Stock horse + Brumby
Gender: Mare
Herd: Storm Herd
Rank: Broodmare
Mate: --
Personality: Stubborn. Relatively cheeky and intelligent for a young horse. She gets along better with mares than she does with colts and stallions, even those who she recognizes.
History: Her sire was an escaped pet horse, and her dam was an older wild Brumby. Her mother died when she was a weanling, leaving her to fend for herself in a large herd at a young age. There were times when she almost didn't make it, although able to eat solid food, and she was often harassed by more dominant herd mates. She was kicked out at two and jumped herd to herd up until recently, when she was snaked into Storm Herd as a new broodmare.
Picture/Description:

User Name: Arroz con Pollo
Other: Has had two colts in the past. Only one survived.
(Accepted)
 
Roxanna grazed at the outskirts of Storm Herd, flicking at the flies that stuck to her skin. She shook out her short, wispy mane every so often, ears twitching, and hoped that the heat would die down soon enough.
 
Frost smiled back and asked curiously, "What'cha doing ?"

"Nothing, I just found some good grass over there" Skye gestered to a long patch of grass with her head

Roxanna grazed at the outskirts of Storm Herd, flicking at the flies that stuck to her skin. She shook out her short, wispy mane every so often, ears twitching, and hoped that the heat would die down soon enough.

Dez tossed his head and trotted over to her. "Come on, we're going east to find better grazing" He looked back over to Luna as she headed east
 

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