Artemisia walked up behind Canyonsky. She nickered a gentle hello to him.
Wild Horse Herd; Golden Brook. [Horses needed :c
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Artemisia watched and waited for the reaction from Canyonsky. She heard a rustle and looked behind her. She saw a pretty young mare walking along and whinnied out to her.
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Artemisia trotted up to the mare and stopped next to her, nickering. A sort of, "What are you doing?"
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"Why do you hold a dove on your back? I can flick it off, if you like." Artemisia whinnied softly. She had never oonce shouted in her life, always too kind and soft for that.
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(Aww! That's so sweet! :-*)
Artemisia nodded. There was a moment of silence between the 2, before Artemisia cleared her throat and smiled, "Perhaps you'd like to go running with me? You're dove fly along behind." -
[br][size=5]Whisper[/size]
[size=4] of Golden Brook
[br][img width=510 height=386]http://www.stillwaterfarm.com/…ater_Farm_047-640x485.jpg[/img]
[br]Pelt: Black and White
Eyes: Brown
[br]I am a small-footed yearling with a mischievous gleam in my eyes and a small, compact body. I am always getting into trouble but I am very outgoing and kind.
[br]I recently was abandoned by my family. -
Storm gasped quietly at the pretty sight, shaking out her mane as she stopped beside him. "Wow!" she breathed.
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Whisper, a pretty black and white cross, grazed silently by herself. She lifted her head and looked at the sky before returning to graze.
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[br][size=5]Lilia[/size]
[size=4] of Golden Brook
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[br]Pelt: Sorrel with White Snip
Eyes: Brown and Blue
[br]Crush:Open
[br]Bio:Dont know
[br]I am a strong mare I would protect this herd with my life and i listen well to my teachers and learn quickly.[br]I was born as a rouge and had a tuff time getting to this herd my father was killed by a cougar before my brother, my sister and i was born, My mother took us away from our home and told us that we were going to join the Golden Brook horses and we listened on the way there my little brother was bit by a snake and died shortly after my mother was almost there she told us that we could sleep under a tree tonight and we agreed my sister and i didnt do much we were upset about our brothers death when my mum returned she was wobbly then she fell at our hoofs she was dead we looked at her leg and saw a few snake bites but before she died she told me to look after my little sister and to protect her no matter what so i did what she wanted i lead my sister to the herd my mother wanted us to join we went to the leader and they let us join afer we told them about how we got to them and from this day i still look after my little sister and protect her from anything dangerous because i know my mother is watching
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Artemisia whinnied with excitement, rearing up. Sometimes, when she got excited, she acted like a foal.
"I bet you can't beat me down the hill!" Artemisia cried, and took off, mane and tail flying through the wind behind her. She loved being free. If she ever were caged, she would die. -
OOC: Hey I watched your first spoiler. IT'S SO COOL. It reminds me of the 2nd book of a trilogy I just finished reading, called Insurgent. The first book is called Divergent. The third book isn't out until December!!!!
There's blood, shooting, death, INTENSE kissing, betrayal, action, "I can't live without you" type of love, and SO MUCH MORE!!!! YOU MUST READ IT!!!! I ORDER YOU!!!! 
IC: Artemisia turned her head around and saw that the mare was catching up to her. She lowered her head and ran faster, adrenaline coursing through her veins. She grinned and forced herself to go faster. She began to pull ahead now. -
OOC: IKR? All who have nothing to do. We need more stallions so the mares WILL have something to do. If you get what I'm saying.
IC: Artemisia smiled and turned her head to look at Galaxy Storms. They were almost at the base of the hill now. Out of the tall grass, a wild turkey flew up in front of Artemisia's face. She whinned and backed up on her hind legs, eyes wide with fear. She lost her balance and began to go sideways, towards Galaxy Storms.