~Skyherd~ A wild horse Roleplay

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"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.

Um, Moonstorm is a stallion.
 
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"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.

Foxheart stepped forward "yes, i do" she promised
 
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"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.

Um, Moonstorm is a stallion.

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Haha, sorry.
 
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"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.

Foxheart stepped forward "yes, i do" she promised

"And Moonstorm?" Dappledsnow looked hard at the stallion. He did not trust him.
 
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mare

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black buckskin

mustang born and bred

tough, insensitive, a loner, wise

she was born of fire herd but left as soon as she was a yearling and made her way to the thin woods and has lived by herself since wondering and fighting to survive

manybirds
 
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Uhmmm deep blue i guess)

Her deep blue eyes were beautiful. He was actually starting to like this mare. Usually he just flirted with them.

She looked at him.
 
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A lone mare lurched to the top of a hill to overlook Iceherd below, the pale, dry grass crunching under her faintly banded hooves. She gingerly stepped forth, flicking her bushy ebony tail and nickering in a quiet manner to nobody in particular, in attempt to gather attention so that she could speak with someone. She seemed very aloof, her ears pricked high and her pearlescent white eyes watching everything through a long, two-toned mane.

Her sleek pelt was a base of light, silver-gray with extensive patches of white and a blanket with small, black rosettes on her hips and croups. On each leg were white cocks that reached up to her hocks, ending in black zippers. She had snowy white eyes full of expression, framed by silver that ebbed away from her eyes in streaks and speckles, a mousey gray muzzle with dark lips, and dark ghosting on her face.
 
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"Hmm." He inspected her.
"Purebred Arabian?" he mused.


"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.

Foxheart stepped forward "yes, i do" she promised

"And Moonstorm?" Dappledsnow looked hard at the stallion. He did not trust him.

He dipped his head respectfully. "I promise to protect the herd" he said solemly.
 

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