~•Freedom Herd•~ - The Herd that can never be caught -

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 340px][justify][sub]Damen decided to go after clover since the other mare he had been aiming for had passed out all of the sudden. He reared up before speeding towards her, aiming to nip her rump with his teeth.

    Saphire turned and saw the stallion charging at clover she tuned and kicked him hopeing to distract him from the mare she was tired and her silver gold main was plasters o her neck with sweat so she was weak but she still managed to get his attention

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 340px][justify][sub]Damen easily surpassed the hooves of some unknown mare - her futile kicks completely missing his barrel like body as she sped onwards towards Clover.

    Dash chased after the Loner, anger boiling inside him. Why is he attacking a foal?! was a thought that went through his mind.


    Stunner stopped by a pond, noticing she was all alone with the herd no where in sight.

    (She's a filly)


    Saphire bit his tail she had learned how to take care of herself by living alone all her life but these horses depended on there lead stallion to save them so they ran instead of fought she wasent like them she was nearly a year old but she hasent run away from anything yet

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    She likes whiskey with her water
    She starts dancing when the stars come out
    She ain’t your typical preacher’s daughter
    She’ll leave you dreamin’ yeah there ain’t no doubt


    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
    She’s a little bit of heaven with a wild side
    Got a rebel heart a country mile wide
    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
    A little bit of devil in her angel eyes


    Saturday night she’s rockin’ out by the bonfire
    Flirting from that tail gate and crankin’ up the dial
    Come Sunday mornin’ she’ll be singing with the choir
    Drivin’ me crazy with that kiss me smile


    There’s a little bit of devil in those angel eyes
    She’s a little bit of heaven with a wild side
    Got a rebel heart a country mile wide

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    Colt - Male
    Filly - Female
    Foal - One or the other


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    Starscream whinnied in protest as the large stallion came at Clover, a small fury rising up inside of him as he bolted forward. The male blocked the stallion's path towards the filly, lobes pinned against his head as he stood his ground. He could easily be killed by the male, considering he and Clover were still quite young and not even a year old. I won't let you hurt my friend, sir. He thought quietly to himself, small tail lashing as he awaited to see what the male would do.

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    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes


    And I can’t stop wonderin’ what it would feel like, to hold her all night
    She’s got that something, that sexy innocence, she must be heaven sent


    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
    She’s a little bit of heaven with a wild side
    Got a rebel heart a country mile wide
    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes


    There’s a little bit of devil in those angel eyes
    She’s a little bit of heaven with a wild side
    Got a rebel heart a country mile wide
    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
    There’s a little bit of devil in her
    In those angel, in those angel eyes


    Oh, haiiiii kidz!
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    [size=6pt][color=black](C) M. Scott

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    (Foals are baby horses. Fillies and Colts are just specifying the gender of a foal. It was like AlwaysAngel was explaining)


    Dash was behind the loner.

    OOC: Okay :)


    IC: Apache caught up with the frantic herd. He whinnied at the sight of a large, male horse trying to attack the herd and take over. He reared up, neighing loudly at the stallion and charged. All though Apache was young, didn't mean he wouldn't defend the herd. He kicked at the stallion only getting a swift kick on his left hock on his back leg.

    Clover whined as she saw the herd spread and a the loner male gaining on her she wished the best for her herd and with her heart pumping wildly she reared up and with all her might dash to the back of the herd to Starscream she manged to say "I'm leaving are you going to come with me we can find the herd later"

    Stunner waded into the pond, uneasy that she had lost the herd and was alone.


    Dash hoped to challenge the loner as he followed the loner. Though he would most likely die against a real adult.

    Apache looked at Dash with a distressed look on his face, thinking the two of them were incapable of taking down or chasing a large male out of of the territory. "What's the plan?" He said, breathing hard.

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    She likes whiskey with her water
    She starts dancing when the stars come out
    She ain’t your typical preacher’s daughter
    She’ll leave you dreamin’ yeah there ain’t no doubt


    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
    She’s a little bit of heaven with a wild side
    Got a rebel heart a country mile wide
    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
    A little bit of devil in her angel eyes


    Saturday night she’s rockin’ out by the bonfire
    Flirting from that tail gate and crankin’ up the dial
    Come Sunday mornin’ she’ll be singing with the choir
    Drivin’ me crazy with that kiss me smile


    There’s a little bit of devil in those angel eyes
    She’s a little bit of heaven with a wild side
    Got a rebel heart a country mile wide

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    "I'll come with you." He mentioned in quickly for a reply, skirting to a halt before quickly trotting back to her side. "We've got to get going, he's getting closer!" The colt kicked off with his strong back legs, galloping alongside Clover in an attempt to flee from the rouge's attempts to herd the mares and foals back together again.

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    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes


    And I can’t stop wonderin’ what it would feel like, to hold her all night
    She’s got that something, that sexy innocence, she must be heaven sent


    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
    She’s a little bit of heaven with a wild side
    Got a rebel heart a country mile wide
    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes


    There’s a little bit of devil in those angel eyes
    She’s a little bit of heaven with a wild side
    Got a rebel heart a country mile wide
    There’s a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
    There’s a little bit of devil in her
    In those angel, in those angel eyes


    Oh, haiiiii kidz!
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    [size=6pt][color=black](C) M. Scott

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 340px][justify][sub]Damen reared up as well, allowing the young male to catch up to him. If he wanted a fight, so be it.

    Clover said "It was hard to leave the herd but we had too we can find them later but now we need to find a place to stay it looks like it's going to rain." She finished breathless

    Name: Toby
    Rank: Loner
    Looks: [img width=510 height=340]http://wynonabrown.net/New_Folder/haflinger-teich-12.jpg[/img] He is a pony, so he is smaller than most horses but is actually pretty strong.
    Age(Adult, Young, Foal): Adult Stallion









    Name: Loki
    Rank: Young stallion
    Looks: [img width=510 height=340]http://i1026.photobucket.com/a…_by_miabriefs-d34eqse.jpg[/img]
    Age(Adult, Young, Foal): Young


    Loki used to be owned by a human until he escaped.

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