Will You Run Free? [Wild Horse Role-play] Rp Thread

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    [align=center]Marco
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    ~Lead stallion-Ages:4-Mares:2-Foals:Mika~
    Lily

    ~brood mare-Ages:5-Lead:Marco-Season:In[ ] Out[X]-Foals:Mika- Pregnant~

    Lilly& marco's soon to be filly(s) Or Colt(s)


    Mika

    ~filly-Ages:2-Lead:Marco-Season: In[Going to cycle soon]Out[ ]-Foals:none~
    OOC-



    When the bigger dapple gold stallion hadn't fallowed after Mika tilted her head with a soft and slightly sad whicker. She didn't understand stallions... one minute they fallow the next they leave you alone again. Shaking her pale gold mane she walked after her father and mother ears forward as her dam interacted with the new mare. Slowly the youth walked to her father's side and laid down with a snort licking her knee as she decided to take a short moment to rest with the protection of her tall sir ensuring no disturbances would occur.


    As for Lily she gave a soft whicker to answer the mare sniffing her nose and giving a soft grunt as the unseen foals kicked and moved about. The contractions were as terrible as they had been the first time but, from the number of kicks she could tell that either her foal was part spider or they were twins. her gentle brown eyes looked in apology to Laramie as she eased her way forward grunting as the kicking and pain increased. slowily she eased her way to a soft spot of long grass and slowily laid down heavily onto her side giving a slight pained whicker.



    At the sound of distress Marco's ears went forward seeing Lily's head above the grass. He understood what was occurring but saw Laramie in between and wisely stayed back unsure if Laramie would become aggressive over the now foaling mare.

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    Flaming WildFire | Location ; near BattleCry+Laramie


    Flame heard a soft whicker and turned back to the mare. He had thought she didn't want to leave her herd. Was the buckskin wrong? He left Seven again, and was headed towards her, when a pained whicker reached his ears. The older liver chestnut had laid down and the palomino was near her. The smaller mare he had looked at was now laying down. Flame was a bit confused now, but he would stay, hoping to again court the mare.



    Twist In Time | Location ; meadow w/water


    Twister watched the stallion, before she tossed her head. Letting out a soft nicker, she trotted after him. The pinto didn't know that stallions could be playful. The few she's met have been demanding and forceful, they just wanted her in a herd to breed with. Twister paused, hearing a pained whicker and turned to see a mare on her side. Foaling mares, that was what Twister didn't want, at least not yet.



    [size=11pt]4 years - mare - in season -[/size]


    [justify]Laramie recoiled when the pregnant mare suddenly dropped her large body to the earth and began to grunt and groan in obvious discomfort. With a snort, the young palomino immediately moved away from Lily with ears pinned to her head. She was surprised to see the mare suddenly just give birth then and there. Mares in her maternal band had wandered away to give birth in privacy and re-joined the family when their young was ready to do so.


    Picking up a trot to pass the other horses in the area, with ears still pinned, Laramie broke back to a walk when she reached a more open, grassy section of land where she could graze in peace. Relaxing her ears into a content position, Laramie lowered her pink lips to the grass and let a soft sigh pass her muzzle.


    [/justify]




    [size=11pt]5 years - stallion - bachelor - with Twister[/size]


    [justify]Battlecry's gaze followed Twister's to the foaling mare, mahogany ears pressing forward with uncertainty. He snorted uneasily and lowered his head, ears suddenly flattening against his skull, and began to snake Twister away from the other horses at a swift trot. He wanted to stake his claim on the mare but wouldn't be able to securely keep her with so many other equines near.[/justify]