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(pfft yeps) ghost looked up as it started to rain "grate" he said befre taking cover under a tree his white coat soaked
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Bella giggled, "ok, lets go find ghost and annoy him" Edited at March 20, 2024 12:07 AM by Hot 2 Trot.
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Bella troted out and prances towards the nearby river, kicking up mud as she went, she reached the river and slowly entered her front legs becoming caked in mud. She watched the other herd and smiled, it was nice to be apart of such a friendly and happy herd. Edited at March 20, 2024 12:07 AM by Hot 2 Trot.
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Age- 3 Gender- Stallion Name- DeathCore Coconut Height- 16.3 hands Traits- Protective, impatient, fast learner, fighter, loyal. Mate- None
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Core flicked his tail happily as he scanned the area, making sure everything was safe for the herd. He lowered his head to graze on some of the sweet and dewy morning grass. He let out a small whinny after grazing for a few moments, wondering what the herd was doing.
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she looked up and slipped on the wet mud, she slid down the river and stopped beside a tree, "how embarrsing" she muttered to herself. Slowly she made her way back up and hung her head low. Finding harmony she dropped her head and enjoyed the fresh new grass. Edited at March 20, 2024 12:57 AM by Hot 2 Trot.
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Horse (link or photo): https://horseeden.com/genpic.php?id=36826477&bg=90&decor=Y&tm=1710913834 Age: 5 Gender: Stallion Name: Stolen Traits: Very aloof most of the time, but becomes more comfortable around herd members he knows better. Loves just laying in tree shaded areas. Anything else you want us too know: He always has a limp in his front right leg from a wolf run-in
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Stolen trotted slowly along the riverbank, his limp noticeable in the uneven gait. As he continued, chest heaving, he strengthened his legs. The stallion was always worried when a predator might attack. He stopped slowly, blowing hard from his nose and shaking his head.
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Bella relaxed a little and let her coat soak in the rain. She looked like a drowned rat but she didnt care. Shaking her mane and tail she joined ghost under the tree and watched the other horses.
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Stolen's muscles worked hard under his light pelt as he adjusted his weight nervously. He splashed through the water a bit, dipping down to drink from the fresh rain that filled the river.
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