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"If I get up I probably will fall again but let's give it a shot"she said trying to be optimistic.She prepared her right leg to support her left.She sat up,tucked her back legs underneath her. |
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Viper moved next to her to help her stand up using his body weight would help her stand up another cry came and he knew who that was it was sizlin he did know if he wanted to freak out and run for her or stay and help but he waited on the other mare |
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She jolted up against the mare.She clenched her teeth and pinned her ears with a muffled shreak.She lightly lifted her left leg."thats you"she said and huffed a sigh of relief.She tried to step but couldn't |
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"Just be careful I'll help you to the water it will make it feel better."Viper said |
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Dipping his muzzle into the cools waters, he was down the rivers a bit from the others. Feeling the chill drop into his gut at the gulps he was lapping up felt so good after all that play, lifting his muzzle from the waters as they trickled down his chin. Audits flicked as he turned his frame to look back towards Sally, he watched her as she watched the flowers. ''I wouldn't try to eat those if I was you'' he snorted out with a sour expression smuggled on his frame at the the awful taste from when he had one, still left a foul taste in his mouth. Snorting out with a shake of his frame Licking his teeth/mouth as he turned back to look at the river, the sun rays was hanging low to form a sunset over the tree tops, a wind blew against him causing his scent to carry in the breeze.. the twisted smells of his sweat and musky earth seemed to coat him for the moment. Blue orbs drifted over the wood lines, audits pinned as he felt eyes on him again.
A nervous snort escaped his nostrils, he felt his body get tense he wasn't sure what to think. Yes, he had gotten used to the apricot mare but was there others out there to get him? he pondered. Pawing the ground antsy he wondered is Sally could sense what he did as she paced down to his side. He eyed her before his orbs locked onto a stallion [Areus] almost peeking from the woods. Audits perked, the stud seemed to be just as nervous as him about being around others, which he understood and he had a habit of being awkward... From what he could see the stallion seemed to be a brown/white paint, he adverted his eyes seeing the stud seemed really well built. Though Storm stood 17h. he sometimes felt small next to others that seemed so strong. He lowered his muzzle to take another sip but then caught himself eyeing the other stallion, as he flicked back to Sally once more. The thought crossed his mind that maybe the stallion was checking the apricot mare out. Raising his frame as he stared at the waters then looked behind him 'she never mentioned she had someone' he thought to himself. He was confused and unsure, all he knew was his body tingled.. he was glad it was getting dark that way his coat didn't stick out so much like a green thumb, without any words he paced away from the river some and out into the feilds. He didn't go far but, seemed to keep his audits flicked on the strange stud and on sally as he nervously flicked his plumage across his flanks. |
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 Taleia l Mare l Single l M: Sizlin Taleia's ears perked high up, as she heard a voice. ' ' ' Oh Hello!... ' ' ' She said as she stood, pushing her white socked legs down onto the hard ground, as she looked at the mare. Studying every inch of the mare once more. Taleia smiled at the mare, until a faint odor drifted off of her that Taleua's little nose could pick up. She could smell a stallion's sent on her. And it wasn't Lambo's. For Lambo had a soft smell to the noses touch. and it smelled like fresh pine trees. For this stallions sent was more of a nose pricker, and it had a sour smell to it. That was not bad smelling, she just couldn't stand the smell of other stallions. Her nose was very sensitive, Smelling wise, and touch. But she never really used it much. Other then breathing of course. But other then that she thought is was useless. But a few years ago she learned that her nose was a safety tool. Taleia kept a sweet smile on the mare, even though she hated the faint odor. But she kept her smile, her soft rosy nose twitching a bit. But her gaze still on the mare. Taleia was bored out of her mind, and needed something to do, or someone to talk to. But she stood there swishing back and forth her black little tail. ' ' ' I don't think we got a proper introduction. Im Taleia ' ' ' She said to break the silence of the conversation =========================================  Lambo l Stallion l Single l M: Open Lambo sighed as he watched Sizlin walk off. But he moved on, swishing his Black tail, and nipping at his withers, cleaning off the little pieces of dirt, and mud. Having nothing else to do. or talk about. After Lambo walked about, bobbing his head in a friendly manner, as he explored a bit. And checking around, keeping his ears perked for any little threats, or just fun. |
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Sizlin didn't mind haveing another mare close it has been a long time since she had a mare with her |
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SALLY/MARE/SINGLE Almost as soon as Sally was near storm, she see the new stallion across the river ((Areus) flicking an audit, she noticed the other stud seemed to look both her and storm over. She nervously shuffled her hooves, almost missing how the other stud seemed to be just as nervous. But she didn't miss how we was built, she almost wanted to gallop away when he started to look at her as if looking her over when he was done looking storm over. Audits flicking she slowly lowered her muzzle taking a few quick gulps. The winds picked up as night started to draw near, making her mane and tail flutter in it's grasp again. Her attention however quickly shifted to storm when he moved away, she wondered why he looked upset, she didn't have a mate nor did she know this strange stud. But she wasn't one to judge. Looking back at the stud she nickered kindly to him then turned trotting to storm again. The sound of dried leaves crunching under her hooves would surly alert storm she was drawing near, finally she paused near him, "what is it that is bothering you storm?" She asked seeing the questions in his eyes. She shivered at a particularly cold breeze, it would seem winter was still trying it's best to make it as cold as possible before it vanished. Her tail flicked and she snorts looking around in case any new horses were to pop up again. It almost set her on edge so many where seeming to pop up out the woodwork. She slowly shakes her head attention on storm again. Was he upset the stallion looked at Her? Or did he think she was with that stallion? She wondered slowly she nosed his shoulder, making sure he knew if he so wished he could pull away or move. Looking around them again, the sooty apricot mare seemed to think, only to remember what he said earlier about the flowers,"also I wasn't going to eat the flowers, I was admiring them...i always loved flowers their beautiful" she said seeming to get lost in memory of a particular flower, a Lilly if she remembered correctly, the first flower her mother ever showed her. Shaking her head from the memory she looks to the sky "nights coming fast tonight" she said as if not meaning to merely to think it. Edited at March 30, 2020 10:06 PM by Magical wings |
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Storm| Stallion | Single |
Audits flicked hearing the small thuds from the apricot mare, his orbs however didn't drift her way, swallowing his wad of grass, he snorted out with a flick of his frame. An ear flicked back to Sally, his orbs trailed the woods but, it was getting darker by the mintues and it was mostly hard to see the stallion [Areus] now. He just hoped there wasn't going to be a sneak attack. He was just greatful that he could become mostly invisable, the darker it got the more his black markings shadowed him. Frame then turned to meet sally, their orbs locking as he listened to her words, he stood tall and eyed her his blue orbs glowing in the dark that slowly began to cloud them ''I am fine.. I just don't like being stared at because of my...'' he paused and turned to eye his own pelt. Offering the mare a soft grin to let her know he was fine. The silence between them was long before he spoke ''I think flowers are beautiful too, I just made the mistake of trying to eat one and well, it didn't turn out well'' he chuckled some. He soon allowed his large body to thud to the ground as the chill breeze blew against his pelt. Sighing with a grunt, audits pinned as he tucked his legs under him. Closing his eyes for a moment, he drowned out everyone for a few mintues before he looked towards the mare again. He hoped she would join him but, he wasn't quiet sure if he should ask her to or offer her maybe?... he started to argue with himself again in his head, sighing he finally spoke '' Care to join me?'' he asked shyly with a smile. Edited at March 30, 2020 10:32 PM by Whispering Wood Barn |
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Areus | Stallion | Single |
As soon as he made eye contact with the other stallion (Storm) and the mare (Sally), Areus felt his entire body freeze, a chill running along his spine. Though the other stallion was slightly shorter than him, he didn't want to take the chance and start something he didn't want in the first place. He wasn't confrontational at all, and when it came down to meeting horses he didn't know, Areus sort of froze. The painted stallion took a moment to compose himself, his breathing slightly labored. It was almost as if he were having a small panic attack, but after breathing deeply, he was able to relax. Areus released a soft nicker of greeting towards the pair (though he wasn't sure if they were mates or not), attempting to show that he was of no threat to them. He watched as the other stallion (Storm) sank to the ground and quickly averted his gaze, not wanting to be caught staring. He'd known for a while that stallions seemed to catch his eye more than mares did, but he it wasn't like he didn't like mares at all. Sighing to himself, he turned his head and began to make his way back into the trees, not having a set destination in mind, just meandering along with only his thoughts to accompany him. |
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