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Post by SilverBullet on Nov 26, 2005 1:29:29 GMT -5
Can I join? name: Riddles in the Dark nick: Riddle age: 5 breed: Mustang gender: Stallion looks/pic: Red roan, long shaggy mane and tail and light mahogany eyes personality: Quiet, intelligent, caring other: Lyric's brother
name: Lyric nick: Lyric age: 8 breed: Mustang gender: Mare looks/pic: Light grey, small, thin coat, mane, and tail personality: Shy, easily frightened, trusts easily other: Blind
Riddle lifted his burnt muzzle slowly, sniffing in search of some equine scent upon the slight breeze. Long black tresses fell from his eyes down the short, powerful neck connecting head and shoulders, ending near his chest. Two small auds pricked from the tangled black mass, swiveling curiously as the scent of equine finally reached him, mixed with something else. There were horses, yes, but they were not like his wild cousins. Somehow different... Beside him, the grey mare whickered curiously, her filmy grey eyes searching blindly in their sockets. "What is it?"
"Others. Shall we meet them?" Riddle shook his head and nudged her before returning his gaze towards the scent.
"I think..." Lyric planted her muzzle on his hip as he set off, always trusting the younger equine, her brother, as her guide.
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Post by wildthing on Nov 26, 2005 1:31:36 GMT -5
i dont see why not but you have to be a wild horse
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Post by wildthing on Nov 26, 2005 1:41:49 GMT -5
Sassy let out a cry.
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Post by SilverBullet on Nov 26, 2005 1:54:36 GMT -5
((They are...)) Riddle's ears pricked forward as his rangy head lifted and twin kissers parted to release a bugle of his own. The young stallion leapt into a jog, careful to make sure his sister could keep up, and headed towards the sound.
Lyric whinnied more quietly as Riddle sped up, her own gait light and easy despite the crippled appearance of her face.
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Post by YNRP on Nov 26, 2005 10:31:20 GMT -5
Monty now proud of his accomplishment, looked back at the two figures who were aching in pain while their legs gushed blood. He snorted and galloped harder and faster to catch up with Hope. "That was easy and stupid.. never repeat that. I could've been caught or been worse, unsuccesful." He said stubbornly, his back now aching in pain. "I need rest.."
-ok I know.. but there is too much action going on cowboys and wolves don't just pop up all the time; let them have time to create a herd without being attacked every two posts.-
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Post by barrelgirl on Nov 26, 2005 11:54:01 GMT -5
Hope galloped after Monty and looked over her shoulder."THAT was a close call !" She said. The two horses rejoined the herd and safety.
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Post by SilverBullet on Nov 26, 2005 14:25:52 GMT -5
((I'm not gonna have my charries meet them until they get kind of... settled I think))
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Post by YNRP on Nov 26, 2005 15:25:27 GMT -5
Monty quickly scented out grass, and led them all to a sortof covey area that was filled with grass and a large pond. It seemed to be part of property that belonged to humans because there was something over the water tied to something hovering over the pond, no animal would do that. Monty drank at the water and began munching on some grass nearby.
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Post by lexanator on Nov 26, 2005 22:19:06 GMT -5
Flame followed Monty and drank himself "are we going to the mountains or what?"he asked suddenly feeling like a puppy on a leash being led around by Monty.
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Post by wildthing on Nov 27, 2005 1:31:41 GMT -5
Sassy wonderd off looking for a nice place to graze.
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