~Skyherd~ A wild horse Roleplay

[Dutchgirl]

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(Bumpin this for Dutchy.)

Dappledsnow looked at her. "You there! Get in line, if you would."

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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She blushed, a slight pink tone showing through a white patch on her cheek. "You really think so? Naw, I can't be," said the mare in her usual charming, child-like voice.

 

[chickendiva25]

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(Bumpin this for Dutchy.)

Dappledsnow looked at her. "You there! Get in line, if you would."

She nodded and trotted up quickly, falling in line and holding her concave head proudly.

 

[Dutchgirl]

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"Mmm, as far as I can tell." He looked around hurriedly. "Please excuse me."

 

[Dutchgirl]

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Dappledsnow looked at her. "You there! Get in line, if you would."

She nodded and trotted up quickly, falling in line and holding her concave head proudly.

He looked closely at her. "State your name, age, breed, and willingness to foal, please."

 

[DuckLover2399]

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Moonstorm sidestepped missing the tail and the hoof completely and biting the stallion sharply on the neck. After that he stepped back, not wanting a fight. "Respect your elders" he said. " You may be leader, but I am part of this herd now whether you like it or not and there is nothing you can do about it." he said eyes blazing. " he stepped close to the stallion" never underestimated me" he said before galloping away to find Golden. He had seen the metal horse shoes. He was in truth much stronger and more experienced than Dappledsnow. He had been trained to rear and jump in the air in Lippiza and his back legs were extremely powerful. They could kick hard and fast, leaving a ghastly wound. He looked around for Golden.

Dappledsnow snarled. The stallion's teeth hadn't even made contact: his lips had only brushed his coat. Still, he was furious. Such a stallion should not be allowed here. Such a stallion should be dead. The Appaloosa's eyes nearly turned red with fury. This stallion would die.

Dappledsnow knew that the stallion was mistaken. He'd spent years practicing, years killing. He'd outrun and then killed cougars. He had knocked black bears out cold. He'd demonstrated his skills doing impossible flips, rears, lunges, and jumps. He had killed all but one stallion he'd set his mind to murder.

(Tell me if I'm not being family-friendly!!)

Come on horsie awnser!

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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"Mmm, as far as I can tell." He looked around hurriedly. "Please excuse me."

She nodded her concave head up and down, holding her body tall and proudly with her usual arched neck.

 

[chickendiva25]

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She nodded and trotted up quickly, falling in line and holding her concave head proudly.

He looked closely at her. "State your name, age, breed, and willingness to foal, please."

"I am SilverSun, age four, pure blooded Arabian, and am perfectly willing to foal." She said in a beautiful deep, feminine voice.

 

[chickendiva25]

(Here's SilverSun's description: SilverSun is a goregeous, pure white Arabian mare with a lush shoulder length mane that shines in the sun, and a matching tail that is ground length. She is very strong and muscular, despite her slender figure that adds to her elegance. She holds herself proudly, a true resemblance of her mother and father, who were each pure-bred Arabian horses. SilverSun has crisp, icy blue eyes that stare right through you, and a smile that is mysterious and enchanting. She was born from two pure-bred Arabian horses, each excelling in Dressage and jumping competitions. She escaped one day, looking for adventure and happened upon Iceherd, which took to her liking quite a bit so she joined. She’s a very kind mare with a charming personality, somewhat proud and acknowledges that she’s beautiful, but is not vain…much. She is mysterious and has a dark side. SilverSun is perfectly willing to foal with a stallion, so long as he isn’t a sissy stallion with no strength what-so-ever. Her loyalties lie in Iceherd. ~ chickendiva25)

 

[Dutchgirl]

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He looked closely at her. "State your name, age, breed, and willingness to foal, please."

"I am SilverSun, age four, pure blooded Arabian, and am perfectly willing to foal." She said in a beautiful deep, feminine voice.

He squinted. "Perfect," he mumbled underneath his breath.