~Skyherd~ A wild horse Roleplay

[Zinnia-Hen]

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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.

AuroraHeart giggled, her impeccably gorgeous white dappled coat shimmering bright against the sun's powerful rays. "No, but my mother was." She shook her long veil-like mane from her face, revealing two dark eyes.

 

[Dutchgirl]

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He darted her a look and tossed his mane regally. "Excuse me, ladies," he said to Moonstorm and Foxheart, shooting a glance at the stallion.

Once nearer to the mare he looked at her more closely. Her beauty was breathtaking. "Who are you, fair mare?" he greeted her, shaking his white mane about and hoping the flies were leaving his rump alone for once.

She was a young and feminine mare, her face just slightly concave in shape and a dainty figure. She looked up at him, and weakly smiled, "My name is Callisto," she said, uneasiness lingering in her tone. "And... y-yourself?"

He arched his neck. "I am Dappledsnow, lord of these parts and all the horses you see before you." He bowed. "And, Lady Callisto, where do you hail from?"

 

[DuckLover2399]

Golden reared. A snake slithering under her feet. She came down apon it with all her weight. She grumbled. It still did not die She reared again.

 

[equinehugger3]

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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.

Phoenix bowed his head respectfully, a rare happening. "Purebred Barb," He answered, lifting his head up, but not in a proud manner. His usually flagged tail lay flat against his backside, his ears pricked at attention. He was willing to do almost anything to stay alive in this unforgiving environment.

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

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there isn't a fireherd

 

[Dutchgirl]

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there isn't a fireherd

Uh, yeah there is. It was one of the original three herds that I made.

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

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

She looked at him.

(what is that supposed to mean)

 

[DuckLover2399]

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She looked at him.

(what is that supposed to mean)

I ment to erase it

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

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there isn't a fireherd

Uh, yeah there is. It was one of the original three herds that I made.

Oh, I missed that one, sorry.

 

[DuckLover2399]

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"Meaning what? Will you fight hard? Will you take a mate?"

Golden looked at moon. She slightly grinned.