~Gallop with Wild Horses!!~ Wild Horse Herds RP (Needs Players!!!) **RPing can begin!**

[Rezia]

(I'm going to answer yes for Onyx...)

 

[SilkiesForEver]

"We have been really lonley and we aren't much company for each other." Chocolate Nickered

"We wouldn't mind at all." Onyx smiled. He had a herd at last! "We welcome your company."

 

[Rezia]

(Creating another horse... Or two...)

Name: Marcy
Gender: Mare
Age: 10
Breed: Paint Cross
Herd: None
Rank: None
Mate: Honestly, no one knows!
Personality: Sweet, an excellent mother, too easy to draw away from a herd, resulting in many foals, and many upset stallions.
Appearance: She is a black and white paint horse with blue (blind!) eyes. (She is also in foal to. Um. Who knows who.)
Username: Rezia
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Name: Clarisse
Gender: Filly
Age: 2 months
Breed: Paint Cross
Herd: None
Rank: None
Mate: None
Personality: She is kinda shy. She sticks pretty close to her mother. Her mother switches places from herd to herd. It kind of annoys her.
Appearance: She is a dun filly with deep chocolate brown eyes.
Username: Rezia
Picture or description:

 

[Rezia]

"We wouldn't mind at all." Onyx smiled. He had a herd at last! "We welcome your company."

Feather smiled at the excitement evident in his voice. She nuzzled her stallion, happy for whatever absurd reason he was happy for. (Sorry guys, I just completed a reading-benchmarks test, so I may have a higher vocabulary than usual!)

 

[SilkiesForEver]

Feather smiled at the excitement evident in his voice. She nuzzled her stallion, happy for whatever absurd reason he was happy for. (Sorry guys, I just completed a reading-benchmarks test, so I may have a higher vocabulary than usual!)

Onyx smiled, and nuzzled his mare.

 

[SilkiesForEver]

(Creating another horse... Or two...)

Name: Marcy
Gender: Mare
Age: 10
Breed: Paint Cross
Herd: None
Rank: None
Mate: Honestly, no one knows!
Personality: Sweet, an excellent mother, too easy to draw away from a herd, resulting in many foals, and many upset stallions.
Appearance: She is a black and white paint horse with blue (blind!) eyes. (She is also in foal to. Um. Who knows who.)
Username: Rezia
Picture or description:[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif] [/FONT]


Name: Clarisse
Gender: Filly
Age: 2 months
Breed: Paint Cross
Herd: None
Rank: None
Mate: None
Personality: She is kinda shy. She sticks pretty close to her mother. Her mother switches places from herd to herd. It kind of annoys her.
Appearance: She is a dun filly with deep chocolate brown eyes.
Username: Rezia
Picture or description:

Accepted!
Is Marcy Clarisse's mom?

 

[CHICKEN CRAZY1]

( I have to go after this post!)

 

[CHICKEN CRAZY1]

"We wouldn't mind at all." Onyx smiled. He had a herd at last! "We welcome your company."

"We could join the start of a herd you have here." Hershey said rather Flirting.

 

[SilkiesForEver]

"We could join the start of a herd you have here." Hershey said rather Flirting.

Onyx tucked his head and smiled. "That would be wonderful." He smiled kindly, but stayed close to Feather.

 

[SilkiesForEver]

Gypsy's head shot up, when she heard Kaliska's whinny. "My daughter." She nickered, to the mare. "Sounds like she's in trouble. Please excuse me!" Gypsy turned and sprinted away, her hooves were moving so fast, it seemed like she wasn't touching the ground.

She reached the waterfall in a surprisingly short amount of time, and it only took her a second to understand the scene she saw before her: Two strange stallions, one that obviously had intentions of snaking away mares, Rebel and Lance, Kaliska, and Sierra, with worried faces.
"What's going here?!?!" She bellowed. Her ears were pinned flat against her head, her eyes blazed with fury, and her teeth were bared. She wasn't much bigger than the stallions, and was certainly in no condition to fight them off because of her foal, which was due in a week. I have to intimidate them. She thought. Gypsy took a threatening step towards the stallions, and Kaliska and Sierra bolted to her side, and copied her body language.