~Skyherd~ A wild horse Roleplay

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((I'm guessing nobody wants to make a mate for her.
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She galloped swiftly around Skyherd, her mane of white and black flowing out behind her freely. She looked longingly up at the sky, the Eagle soon lost and forgotten. The clouds, and the birds of the sky have a place, why don't I have one? She pondered, slowing down from tiredness. From within the forest, eyes of deep navy blue watched her.

((If any of you want to make a challenging male, be my guest.
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))

(il make a mate for her....
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)
 
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((I'm guessing nobody wants to make a mate for her.
tongue.png
))

She galloped swiftly around Skyherd, her mane of white and black flowing out behind her freely. She looked longingly up at the sky, the Eagle soon lost and forgotten. The clouds, and the birds of the sky have a place, why don't I have one? She pondered, slowing down from tiredness. From within the forest, eyes of deep navy blue watched her.

((If any of you want to make a challenging male, be my guest.
tongue.png
))

(il make a mate for her....
tongue.png
)

((
tongue.png
))
 
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Gray clouds crept from behind the mountains, blanketing the distant valley in darkness, draining it of it's color. Starkly contrasted against this glum backdrop were mesmerizing patterns as a stallion of pristine alabaster, who was dappled with rosettes of cheery copper and wore socks of black spots appeared from over the hill. His contemplative eyes shifted over the valley, and he flicked his flagged tail, his gaze settling curiously on Esther's shapely skewbald figure as she moved with long, flowing strides. With his cape of ivory rippling in a torrent of wind, he was inconspicuous as he toed closer, gnawing on grass to deftly seem as though he had no more intentions than to simply graze.
 
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Gray clouds crept from behind the mountains, blanketing the distant valley in darkness, draining it of it's color. Starkly contrasted against this glum backdrop were mesmerizing patterns as a stallion of pristine alabaster, who was dappled with rosettes of cheery copper and wore socks of black spots appeared from over the hill. His contemplative eyes shifted over the valley, and he flicked his flagged tail, his gaze settling curiously on Esther's shapely skewbald figure as she moved with long, flowing strides. With his cape of ivory rippling in a torrent of wind, he was inconspicuous as he toed closer, gnawing on grass to deftly seem as though he had no more intentions than to simply graze.

Growing weary from her running, Esther came to a halt. She panted heavily, still gazing up at the now colorful sky. Esther slowly lowered her gaze, soaking in her surroundings despite the fact she knew exactly where she was. Her eyes caught a sudden glimpse of the strange, new stallion. She held the curious glance for a moment before clearing her throat and lowering her head to graze as well.
 
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Shadowflax noticed the cat at the same time rocket did. she raised her head from grazing and froze meeting the cats yellow eyes she pinned her ears but couldn't help a small stab of fear remembering her wrecked leg. she stood there holding it's gaze not daring to turn or run. She had learned not to turn or run because thats what they where waiting for. she stood there and another stab of panic hit her but she didn't move. she glanced at rocket hoping he didn't do anything to get himself hurt. she tried to convey to him not to expose his face neck or the bottom of his stomach. She worried for him, he had become a friend of hers.
 
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Shadowflax noticed the cat at the same time rocket did. she raised her head from grazing and froze meeting the cats yellow eyes she pinned her ears but couldn't help a small stab of fear remembering her wrecked leg. she stood there holding it's gaze not daring to turn or run. She had learned not to turn or run because thats what they where waiting for. she stood there and another stab of panic hit her but she didn't move. she glanced at rocket hoping he didn't do anything to get himself hurt. she tried to convey to him not to expose his face neck or the bottom of his stomach. She worried for him, he had become a friend of hers.

Rocket tossed his head daring the cat to make a move. The cat stood eyes looked with shadows
 

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