~Skyherd~ A wild horse Roleplay

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(ya oops sorry, i couldnt find it in all the other posts, i have to write that down) He took the half and smiled. (i stole that from spirit hehehe)

(me too lol) She muched on her apple happily.

when he was done with his apple, he loked up into her eyes. (wat color ar they?)
 
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"Do you know who the leader of this herd is?" She asked curiously, hre forelock falling out of her face and revealing two crisp, icy blue eyes.


(He's part of the herd but doesn't know who...
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Who is it, anyway?)
 
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(He's part of the herd but doesn't know who...
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Who is it, anyway?)

((Dappledsnow.))
 
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(He's part of the herd but doesn't know who...
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Who is it, anyway?)

((Dappledsnow.))

(Thanks!)
"Dapplesnow," He smiled warmly.
 
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He bit his lip. He would never admit it, but he had never witnessed the birth of a foal before. He'd sired plenty of foals, but he'd always run away before they were born. He had little to no idea how long it took. "Er... one every three months?" he suggested.

She chuckled. "Um, it takes 11 months for healthy ones."

"I was testing you," he muttered stiffly, trying to patch up his mistake. "Seeing how much you know."
 
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Dappledsnow swallowed back a grin and an amused chuckle.
"Well, you're welcome here... get in the line." He gestured to the row of horses.

"You all! I want your names and ages."

"I'm AuroraHeart and I'm 4 and half," whinnied the mare, her concave Arabian-like face seemingly enhanced under the moon.

"Hmm." He inspected her.
"Purebred Arabian?" he mused.

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"Moonstorm, Foxheart." He stopped stiffly. "Do you two promise to be good?" His eyes pierced them. Younger mares were prone to rebellion, and older ones were clever.
 
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Dappledsnow moved to him. "Breed, stallion?" His voice was sharp and he spared no kindness. In a normal situation he would kill all stallions regardless of size. He was a huge Appaloosa, with a slightly scalloped forehead that spoke of his breeding. During his time away from Skyherd he had purposely allowed himself to be captured by humans. As soon as the farrier who had nailed the iron shoes to his hooves shut the door to his stall, he broke out and ran away. Now he had learned to fight, to kill, with his new weapons.

He had slain countless offending stallions. Even a sturdy Shire horse had met his wrath and fallen, lifeless, in the dust. The same had gone for a Clydesdale, a Frisian, a Percheron, and a Quarter Horse that possessed the speed of a cheetah.

As he looked steadily at Phoenix, he wondered whether this stallion would also die. Dapplesnow only preserved stallions if they had some sort of use to him; as soon as the status quo changed, they would fall prey to an eternal sleep brought on by his iron-shod hooves and heavy weight.
 
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(me too lol) She muched on her apple happily.

when he was done with his apple, he loked up into her eyes. (wat color ar they?)

Uhmmm deep blue i guess)
 

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