Posts by dorrie
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Andrea
Andrea• 4 years • loner• in foal heat /foals: chelsy
Andrea snorted, tired now form her display. She snorted, watching his every move as she backed up and called Chesly to her side. Chelsy stood and ran to her mother, who nudged her underneath her. Andrea then stood her ground, eyes locked on Pistols, unblinking. Eventually her ears slwly began moving form her scalp, loosening slightly adn her gaze became less piercing. Suddenlys eh tensed agin as she scented another horse, no a lone stallion. She snorted to Chelsy and insinctely nuzzled her forcing her to her back legs as she looked to Caesr then Pistol, glaring at them both with hatred and worry.
Chelsy
Chelsy• 4 days old • loner• mother: Andrea
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Cormac
Cormac• 6• loner• No mares/foals
Cormac snorted and continued guiding her, more agressivly then he had been before. He continued circling her and sighed lightly in relief as she gave in and conitnedu to guide her away, but lightly now. His ears swivled as he heard the desperate cries of another mare in the herd. H was still on edge as he directed the mare farther and farther away, worried another stallion would come get him, or the ead mare of the herd. Once they were quitefar away, out of ear and eye shot, he slowed to a walk and then astop. Sweating, panting, bleeding and covered in dirt mad ehim loo like quite the sight. Now that his adrenalie was no longer surging he could feel the pain from his torn chest and badly brused knee, now throbbing badly. He leande donto his other three legs, groaning slightly as he tried to work the dirt out of his chest His eyes still not leaving the mare. He nickered to her, complelty unsure of what to do now but trying not to show it. He hoped the mare would like him, or at least not hate him, she was his first. -

Andrea
Andrea• 4 years • loner• in foal heat /foals: chelsy
Andrea stepped back and began slowly backing away from the stallions as a fight was beginning to happen. Chesly squirmed and hid, shutting her eyes tight as she felt the glances of other stallions watching her, eyeing her, she didnt know what it meant but she didnt like it. Andrea continued to watch the stallons, rigid as she carefully backed away from them, slipping silently off into the woods. Once she had slipped behind some trees she turned and quickly began trotting silently away from the stallions. Chelsy knew to be quiet, she knew her mother and followed as well as she could, her wobbly legs managing to keep up.
Chelsy
Chelsy• 4 days old • loner• mother: Andrea
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Cormac
Cormac• 6• loner• No mares/foals
Cormac breathed in the scent she released, surprised by how willingly she did this. He thought she would have held a grudge against him, stealing her from her family and home to be with him, a lone stranger. He leaned into her grooming, watching her closely but trying to be relaxed as he worked on figuring out this interesting mare. She seemed so willing, so forgiving, so peaceful. He nuzzled her back, grooming her gently, nickering to her. Slowly he worked the dirt and sweat from her coat that he had been the casue of. They had traveled quite far from the herd and the satelite horses, it was not surprising that she had some sweat on her. She moved towards his withers so her ears swiveled paying close attention to her but not telling her to stop either. He continued grooming her, as she shifted to his withers her ow rump was next to him He inhaled her heat scent, it was intoxicatng, somethign he had not noticed before when he was so focused on fighting and steering her away from the herd. No began grooming down the back of her hind leg, close to her rump. He was very very cautious in doing so, responding to her every move as he worked in circles, innocent yet suggestive. -
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Alsoomse- 18- female- sister to Ayashe- rider of Koko-no husband/children- interest in someone ;)
Alssomes sat quietly off far away from her brother and the rest of the tribe. She listens to the earth, felt herself in it and could alsmot feel the earth slowly turning, the birds quietly chipping and the wind softly blowing. She waited but she wasnt sure what she was waiting for.[align=center][img width=375 height=510]http://cache2.asset-cache.net/…TlFtM3VjvnpEvX3cJUQ%3D%3D[/img]
Ayashe-4-brother of Alsoomse-no horse
He looked at Honovi and began to sb, snot mixing with tears as they streamed down his face together. "Its not like you care anyway!" He wailed dropping to the ground and burying his face in his hands. His shin was cut badly but that wasnt why he was crying, for the first time in his life he felt jealousy and he hated it! He hated Nina not because she had done anything to him, because she was now the village baby and he wasnt ready for that.
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Koko-stallion-mare:donoma-rider:Alsoomse
Kooks ears pricked as he heard Ayashe crying. Instantly he followed the nose, worry clouding g his view as he dashed for his boy. He sighs din relief when he saw him surrounded by others. Now he approached the boy nuzzling him up and down making sure there were no other injuries. Once he was certain that the only injury was a cut he released a sigh of relief. He froze his eyes locking on Nina as soon as he noticed her. He spat towards the girl nipping her gently, who was she? He hadn't approved this! BAD BAD HUMANS! He realized this girl was not threat, and after getting to know her scent he went back to not caring, watching the humans care for his boy as he walked away. -
please add a picture
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Im sorry :(, but Im sure he will come back to visit!
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Name: Alyssa Gardner
Age: 18
Gender: female
Mutation: None yet, she hasn't even entered yet
Why did you sign up for testing?: She is short on money and it seems simple enough, just a few short forms and boom, easy dough. Apparently its testing for a few harmless vaccines.
How long have you been in the lab?: hasn't been once
Job: soon to be patient
Other: Mutation
Name: Pheobe
Age: 30
Gender: female
Why did you take this job?: She believed she would be doing some simple studying on genetic mutations and would be developing a curve, only once she joined had the truth been revealed. They realized what an asset she was and when her 1 year trial ended ad she refused to join they kidnapped her kids, quit and they kill them.
How long have you worked here?: 10 years
Why won’t you tell?: because they had her kids
Position: Lead researcher
Family: Leah and Sid
Others: mutation
Leah[img width=510 height=286]http://onehdwallpaper.com/wp-c…ictures-and-Images-HD.png[/img]
Sid[img width=395 height=510]http://images6.fanpop.com/imag…i963-34050201-550-710.jpg[/img]
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Alsoomse- 19- female- sister to Ayashe- rider of Koko-no husband/children- interest in someone ;)
Alsoomse sighed in exhaustion as she wiped a bead of sweat and dirt off her face, her hands callused from working the fields all summer. She had opted out of helping the other women in the village, instead choosing to work the larger fields were her services seemed to be needed more. Her eyes wandered to the sun resting t=in the sky as the wind blew against her hair, eyes closing. Quietly she put the hoe down and left without a word. She walked silently, a distant sad look on her face. She approached Ayashe walking towards her brother and hugging him gently. Today she turned another year older, yet in this twisted world yet another year had past since.... She grabbed her brother hand gently and lad him away, neither spoke a word as they left the small village. Once on the outskirts she crouched down and spoke to him, brushing his hair from his face. "Lets go get some flowers." She said gently, biting back the sadness that needed to erupt from her throat. Ayashe's small feet ran away, quickly darting down to the river bank as he plucked an armload of wild flowers. He soon returned to his sister, but his happy gate was absent, the two exchanged glances. "Oh, I seem to have forgotten." Alssomse said trying to smile. "Koko!" She called waiting for the stallion to come. Once Koko had joined her she lifted Ayashe up and then hoisted herself up onto the tall stallions shoulders. The trio began to trot away into the distance, following the sun as they disappeared into the forest.[align=center][img width=375 height=510]http://cache2.asset-cache.net/…TlFtM3VjvnpEvX3cJUQ%3D%3D[/img]
Ayashe-4-brother of Alsoomse-no horse
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Koko-stallion-mare:donoma-rider:Alsoomse
Koko was standing next to Donoma. He bumped her belly with his tan muzzle gently. "How is it possible that you will have a horse inside you soon?" He asked, the mare was a species that had forever and continued to baffle him, their ways were logical and graceful, the opposite of what he did and knew. His ears perked as he heard Alsoomse calling him. He turned around and spotted the pair, and instantly his ears drooped, he knew what today was. His girl turned a year older today but distant memories flooded back to him, memories of 4 years ago. He snorted softly to Donoma. "I...Ill be back later." He said and dashed off to Alsoomse. THE REST IS UP ABOVE -
ooc: awww, I like this :(
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so new thread or no Bela?
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It is no mystery why the mustang represents freedom. There hooves tae them where they please and their heart pump american blood. They throw their manes in a care free manner and bray when its time to fight. They can dance over the hills or rear up and attack the only question. They know who they are, they are mustangs...but do you? The choice is yours, what will you do?
Plot
horses start out as loners and join one another, forming herds or perhaps choosing to remain a loner, or even becoming a rogue. They learn to interact and deal with each other each horse facing their own challenges and struggles. Young bachelors looking for mares, lead stallions keeping breeding rights and protecting his mares and foals, the lead mare who is the mother of the herd guiding them to safety and keeping out of harms reach, the foal who struggles to survive, the mare who tries to keep up, her belly filled with a foal and the elder who coughs up dust. Together they somehow manage to survive well...at last for now[b]Rules
1. no ooc fights
2. keep it realistic and stick to real horses behavior
3. fighting is allowed (out come will be determined on a realistic basis, if two players cannot resolve h=who wins i will choose)
4. mares can be stolen
5. no talking
6. MARES ARE NOT ALWAYS IN HEAT (heat will happen every 21 days and lasts for 5 days)
7. not to many orphaned foals please
8. mares should out number stallions by a decent number
9. Please dont job if you dont know anything about horses
10. post at least 5 sentences
please check for updatesCurrently...
No bands/herds have formed yet and all horses are loners.
Season: mid april so time for mares to begin heat cycles
herds: none
loners: Ryder (s), Sabrina (m), Raine (m), Gunner (s), Primrose (m), Petra (m), High Noon (c)To join
there is no forum but I do require the basics (picture, age, gender, foals, mare if in heat, mares, stallion, herd, family) FINALLY, ALL HORSES ARE MUSTANGS THAT MEANS USE PICTURES OF MUSTANGS![/b]
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Ryder
Loner•Stallion•5•no mares•no foals•no family
Ryder snorted as he danced through the planes in search of mares. He was now 6 and 3 of those years e had spent with a herd he had built form the bottom up only to have humans rip them away from him. This time would be different. His nostrils flared, sniffing for mares as it was now april and they would be going tiny heat a perfect opportunity to start a herd. His eyes scanned the area as he continued searching, kicking up dust and dirt as he went.[img width=510 height=340]http://www.equitrekking.com/im…ploads/wild_mustangs4.jpg[/img]
Sabrina
Loner•Mare•3•no stallion•no foals•in season•no family
Sabrina wandered through a grassy plain the sun hitting her coat gently. She was in no search of a herd and certainly not looking for stallions, however herds were safer. With a snort she lowered her head, nibbling absent mindedly on some rough grass. She thought about what it would be like to be in a herd as she had never been in one herself. Separated form her mother at an early age she learns to survive fight and be strong, yet the natural overwhelming desire to join a herd seemed to be kicking in as she wandered closer and closer to loner territory. -
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Ryder
Loner•Stallion•5•no mares•no foals•no family
Soon Ryder began to feel tired and had thought of giving up. Just then a slight breeze sent something to his nose... was it mares? He snorted thinking he had finally become a victim of heat stroke and so early in the season too. No, the smell was still there. Maybe he should go find out what it was, perhaps there really were mares. With new found determination and will he went galloping in their direction. It wasnt long until he spotted them, a dam with two foals, one a bit younger than him and one a new born...colt. He looked around, they were the only horses in sight. He began walking towards them, his head up in curiosity but he nickered in friendly greeting. He bowed his head to the older mare, looking about 10 years old as he lowered his head and averted his eyes to the ground, hoping to convey he was no threat to them.[img width=510 height=340]http://www.equitrekking.com/im…ploads/wild_mustangs4.jpg[/img]
Sabrina
Loner•Mare•3•no stallion•no foals•in season•no family
Sabrina counted wandering, enjoying the spring breezes while they lasted because when the wyoming sun came in for summer it really came in. Last year had been the worst. That summer what she saw was tragedy. Heat stroke left bodies everywhere, foals nursing dead dames, horses eating each others manes and tails to avoid starvation, yes...she had been the lucky one. Thinking about the hot sun made her thirsty, but luckily quite by chance she stumbled across a small pond. She drank from its co waters and as fares she could tell she was the only horse around. -
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Andrea
Andrea• 4 years • loner• in foal heat /foals: chelsy
Andrea stepped back and began slowly backing away from the stallions as a fight was beginning to happen. Chesly squirmed and hid, shutting her eyes tight as she felt the glances of other stallions watching her, eyeing her, she didnt know what it meant but she didnt like it. Andrea continued to watch the stallons, rigid as she carefully backed away from them, slipping silently off into the woods. Once she had slipped behind some trees she turned and quickly began trotting silently away from the stallions. Chelsy knew to be quiet, she knew her mother and followed as well as she could, her wobbly legs managing to keep up.
Chelsy
Chelsy• 4 days old • loner• mother: Andrea
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Cormac
Cormac• 6• loner• No mares/foals
Cormac breathed in the scent she released, surprised by how willingly she did this. He thought she would have held a grudge against him, stealing her from her family and home to be with him, a lone stranger. He leaned into her grooming, watching her closely but trying to be relaxed as he worked on figuring out this interesting mare. She seemed so willing, so forgiving, so peaceful. He nuzzled her back, grooming her gently, nickering to her. Slowly he worked the dirt and sweat from her coat that he had been the casue of. They had traveled quite far from the herd and the satelite horses, it was not surprising that she had some sweat on her. She moved towards his withers so her ears swiveled paying close attention to her but not telling her to stop either. He continued grooming her, as she shifted to his withers her ow rump was next to him He inhaled her heat scent, it was intoxicatng, somethign he had not noticed before when he was so focused on fighting and steering her away from the herd. No began grooming down the back of her hind leg, close to her rump. He was very very cautious in doing so, responding to her every move as he worked in circles, innocent yet suggestive. -

Andrea
Andrea• 4 years • loner• in foal heat /foals: chelsy
Andrea stopped guiding Chelsy, sniffing the air. She was fully aware Pistol was still following her so she snorted, seeming to give in. This bachelor colt seemed to want no harm and he would mean protection and a bigger herd, someone to fight for Chelsy if another stallion came someone else to keep them safe and together. She looked at him not with loving eyes, but as if he was a rock, non threatening but unimportant. Now that he was no threat she looked to Chelsy nickering quietly as she nuzzled the filly into a space between a tree and some bushes, safe from harm. She now approached the bachelor stopping a few feet before him as she looked him over, a firm warning glance in her eyes. She then began to circle him, eyeing him up and down making sure he was safe to be around and worthy enough. After circling him she snorted a satisfied look in her eyes as she strolled back to Chelsy and began nibbling on the bushes, no longr caring about the stalliosn presence.
Chelsy
Chelsy• 4 days old • loner• mother: Andrea
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Cormac
Cormac• 6• loner• No mares/foals
Cormacs ears flickered, noticing a change in her. Her scent antagonized him and he went from being innocent and gentle to a stallion. His ears flicked forward in intrigue and determenation as he nipped her withers and rump firmly. As soon as her tail swished to the side and her legs spread he was ready. He leaned back rearing up as he mounted her, locking his legs firmly around her and gripping her mane so she wouldnt run. *fade*. He dismounted grunting loudly as sweat now coated him as well as this mare. He nipped her ankles continuing to snort and grunt as he circled her. -
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Ryder
Loner•Stallion•5•no mares•no foals•no family
Ryder nickerd to Petra, raisng his head slowly was he looked at Primrose. Blinking gently at her. Soon he was distracted by the presnce of Gunner. He snorted angrily lashing his tail as fire crept into his eyes. He brayed at the stallion angirly,warnng him tback off now or there would be a fight He had just fond his mares, and there were 2 in season as well as a young colt, he would not give them up now! The odds were significantly in his favor, he had lead his own herd, was in phenominal shape and was extremely agile. The larger stallion was much older, and looked inexperienced and his large frame would only act as a disadvantage. Gunner's best bet was to back off now.[img width=510 height=340]http://www.equitrekking.com/im…ploads/wild_mustangs4.jpg[/img]
Sabrina
Loner•Mare•3•no stallion•no foals•in season•no family
Sabrina counted wandering, enjoying the spring breezes while they lasted because when the wyoming sun came in for summer it really came in. Last year had been the worst. That summer what she saw was tragedy. Heat stroke left bodies everywhere, foals nursing dead dames, horses eating each others manes and tails to avoid starvation, yes...she had been the lucky one. Thinking about the hot sun made her thirsty, but luckily quite by chance she stumbled across a small pond. She drank from its co waters and as fares she could tell she was the only horse around.