Posts by kkrider

[br]I am a shiny coated stallion with large eyes and youthful features. I am restless and cannot stand or sit still, but I can tell an amazing story.
[br]Mountain lions attacked our herd and killed three in my family when I was younger.

Belle Amour shocked by what she saw reared and galloped to Flame to support her. She looked Shadow in eye. She lowered her head as fear took over her gorgeous palamino body. She backed up and left Shadow would chase her out of the herd if she didn't obey. She drank from the stream close by seeing her reflection in the rippling water. Her name Belle Amour means beautiful love. She was a coward always has been one, always being bossed by the other horses.

Casanova a gorgeous black stallion the leader of Survival herd searched through his harem looking for his lead mare. The other stallions could not choose their mates before him.

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[br]I am a powerful stallion with serene eyes and a small, compact body. I'm lazy, taking any excuse to sleep in and avoid work, but I am loyal to the very end.
[br]My father was a traitor to our herd and helped rogues attack us. He was found out and hunted after, but never caught. He is still out there now.

[br]I am a scruffy-tailed stallion with deep, thoughtful eyes and a torn right ear. I cannot swim at all, but I would never intentionally hurt another.
[br]I was born into a group of evil horses, and when I was eight moons old, I escaped from them, after they tried to raise me to be evil.

Belle looked up at Midnight and Frostflame she wished she had the guts to say hi. 'Come on' she thought to herself 'do it.' She lifted her head, as water dribbled down her lips, she slowly walked towards them, but lost her confidence. She lay down just a few metres away from them. Again she got up and walked towards them instead this time she made it. "Um.....Hi" she whispered, "My names Belle Amour"

Casanova lay down under the shade of an oak tree. The mares were grazing by the stream out the corner of his eye he spotted Feisu . She was beautiful her white coat seemed to gleam in the sunshine but he wasn't going to make his choice yet. Lead mare was a important role in the that needed time and careful choice over the matter.

[br]I am a powerful stallion with a mischievous gleam in my eyes and a slender build. I am afraid of confrontations and do anything to avoid a fight, but I love family and care very much for foals.
[br]My father was killed by a pack of wolves.

Casanova looked up from his dose, the beautiful mare walked towards him. He rose being the mannered stallion he was and greeted her. "Hi Fiesu"

[br]I am a battle-scarred mare with mellow eyes and a white star on my forehead. I'm lazy, taking any excuse to sleep in and avoid work, but I am a good fighter.
[br]I was found lost and wandering as a foal and brought to my present herd.

"Is that for me? Thank you it is beautiful" he snorted. "I'm going to the stream if you would like to come?"

Casanova cantered ahead to the stream rearing prancing. Mist surrounded him and Fiesu she looked almost invisible. Even though this was a romantic he knew it wasn't safe and snorted to Fiesu to tell they had go as it was summer and mountain lions were plentiful.

Casanove let out a sigh of relief and looked up to see Fiesu join at the edge of the mist. "Fiesu you are so beau" (french forbeautiful)

Casanova ended with that and trotted over to the oak tree and lay down again.

Casanova lay with Fiesu close he looked her in the eye "Fiesu will you be my lead mare."

Kwl I'm in

He watched as Fiesu seemed to dose off thinking of the days to come.

I am the lead stallion the lead mare will be chosen by my character Snow Storm.

Storm galloped enjoying the first sunny day in winter for awhile. Aw spring was almost upon how her dreaded the younger stallions were going to challenge him. His dapple grey shone in the sunshine. He whinnyed as he bucked and then galloped on hoping to impress the mares.

"Hi," she whispered,"well um my name means Beautiful Love in French and it's nice to meet you to."

(yes sure Jazzy my blue ribbon) Storm Greeted Moonbeam"Hi," he greeted confidently," I'm Snow Storm."