 04:19:06 Aussie - Golden Eve, it's getting better, just a every week thing playing footy.
had a tough game but it was fun |
03:54:17 Wixy / Azi <3| Suddenly I miss breeding ISH |
03:46:13 ᰔᩚ Eve | On that note, love when I accidently mess up a code haha -Click- |
03:44:10 ᰔᩚ Eve I hope you get fully better soon Aussie ):
Glad to hear! Thank you for purchasing it <3 |
03:30:09 Bazz| Eve! I absolutely love it! Although I haven't seen it in its full as I don't have my laptop at the moment! |
03:12:58 Aussie - Golden i'm ok Eve.
pretty damn sore but getting better.
Pera, it's a scary feeling, falling towards the ground |
02:53:40 Yukon| hm i might start a Pure White breeding Project for WBs |
02:52:48 ᰔᩚ Eve | How is your palette going Bazz? c: |
02:50:43 Bazz| Pera: I completely agree with you there! Even with this cold weather! |
02:49:13 Pera/ peral Aussie
*wince*
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Bazz
ItÂ’s good to be in VIC! ItÂ’s the place to be! |
02:46:27 ᰔᩚ Eve Hey hey
Wee bit stressed but trying to ignore it haha. How about you? |
02:43:32 Yukon| -HEE Click- your rating is bad but i just keep you because of your color |
02:42:39 ᰔᩚ Eve | welp, best I get palette making |
02:35:10 Yukon| -HEE Click- your markings look...Interesting xD |
02:25:20 | Ah yes, i remember port lincoln too. It wasnt bad. I also enjoy the flat country up north, the salt lakes etc. We will do it again one day, hopefully get better weather. |
02:22:48 Candi definitely will be bringing my jacket and heavy blankets if it was anything like Homebush, so cold for no reason.
Coffin Bay is super pretty, so is port Lincoln but thatÂ’s about it to be honest |
02:21:46 | WA is really where the magic is though. |
02:20:46 Haha, we were unlucky enough to have really crap weather when we did it. But we enjoyed Coffin Bay & Mt Gambire/Robe.
Coonamble is a fun time! My first rodeo ever. Bring a jacket, its always miserable. |
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Noda | Mare | 4y | Single?? | M: Storm, Shade Though her outward appearance looked rather expressionless and perplexed given all the information just thrown in her face, Noda was screaming on the inside. She had a mate. No. Could they really be mates if she couldn't remember? How much of a life had she left behind? Foal? Her stomach twisted into a million knots, making her think she could actually colic. Nah, even she knew that she wasn't cut out for such tedious care of offspring. Besides, she was still rather young herself. However, somehow given the circumstances of her dream; the fondness between herself and the mystery stallion now named Thunder, was undeniable. How was that stud to be the one that Storm clearly despised? He was nothing was sweet and charming in her memories. Noda would not fall for a tyrant, that wasn't her type nor crowd as it would more so be the ones she herself went after in justice. Noda was brought out of her thoughts by the gentle touch of Storm against her skin. Her orange eyes found his staring deep into her soul and setting her on fire. She almost felt guilty for it. Her sleek audits perked at the taste of his sweet voice but found his series of words rather sour. Her eyes fell down to her hooves. "But what if-" Her quiet words were interrupted by the sudden and Eurosong voice of the pale mare (Shade) they had met earlier. Noda tried her best to try and not show her annoyance towards the newcomer. It wasn't her fault, just bad timing. "It's fine." She what she mustered up with a glance back to Storm. But what if it was a mistake? is what she wanted to say once more. But what did she truly know? What if he was right and it was just the fire that stirred her memory? What if all these feelings were false and I'll placed? There was no way to tell without looking for answers. The only way she would find them was facing the past she didn't know she had. Again, she felt guilty. How was it that she could belong to another when the stallion in front of her could make her feel so alive? And if she did have a mate, how could she dare feel so fondly of another? |
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Abby/ 3/ mare/ single/ M: others Abby woke after a night of sleeping in the field alone. The night had not been a restful one. Without other horses around her, she felt insecure and vulnerable. She looked up at the sky, seeing the sun peeking above the tree tops. It was time to get up. She pulled herself up off the patch of grass which had been her bed, and trotted back to where she'd seen the other horses the day before. Even though she was hungry, she desired to find them first. Coming short on her search, Abby heaved a sigh, and started grazing where she stood. Perking her ears, she listened for sounds of anything, but she only heard the wind rustling the grass and trees. Abby swallowed a last mouthful of grass, and, stomach now full, continued her search for the other horses. |
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introducing two new characters! ^^ Name: Dawning Sun Nickname: Dawn Gender: mare Age: 4 Personality: While this mare isn’t the most intelligent of all, she has her wits. She has a sense of humor, and loves to tease around with other horses. She can be a little flirty, but she only flirts with those she is truly interested in. This mare often says it how it is, she doesn’t like to sugar coat. This also means that she has little problem with telling others how she feels, or what she thinks. She has an undeniable grace, and will carry herself well at all times, never slouch of try to make herself look smaller. She is brave, but would always prefer to be standing behind a stallion. This girl sometimes seems to have an air of mystery about her, but she will try to hide this side of her. Looks: She isn't the tallest, standing at 15.3 hh (5.4 ft). She isn't super muscular in appearance, but she is strong when she needs to be. She has beautiful silvery-blue eyes, and they almost appear to be stained glass. Her coat is a beautiful pearly dun tobiano, and she has dark highlights in various places due to her dun coloring. Her hooves are all a pale pink color. Her mane and tail are a redish champagne color, and very long and flowy. She has a soft pink muzzle. Likes: foals, casually grazing with others, exploring new places, feeling safe Dislikes: feeling exposed, becoming bored, rude horses Backstory: Find out in the RP ;) ~~
~~ Name: Massacre Nickname: Acre Gender: stallion Age: 5 Personality: Acre is not the most sensitive soul. Being teased about his coat his whole life has made him hard to reach emotionally. He has a thick skin, another outcome of being bullied by other horses. While he doesn’t always seem intelligent, there is brilliance shining behind his eyes. This male doesn’t adore fighting, but he sure won’t back down from one. He used to, but he doesn’t anymore. His towering height and strong build have also helped him to be more confident with himself. While he may be hard to grow close to, he will defend you to the ends of the earth once he cares for you. Looks: He is very tall, being 17.2 hh (5.7 ft) at the withers. He is very muscular, and can take most horses easily in a fight. His eyes are a warm brown, almost red color. The top of his tail is white with small red strands mixed in, while the bottom of his tail is all red with small white strands mixed in. His mane is mostly white, with a few stripes of red, and his forelock is red. His body appears pure white at first glance, but has barely noticeable faded red spots. His back legs are white with dark red spots, while his front legs are red up to the knee, and then fade into white. His right back hoof is pink, while his other three are a mix of pink, black, and white. His head is mostly red, with a bit of white on the top. He has a soft grey muzzle. Likes: horses that won’t tease about his coat, foals of his own (which he has none of), running, freedom Dislikes: horses that will tease him about his coat, annoying foals that belong to other horses, feeling trapped Backstory: While Acre was born into a herd, nobody except his mother appreciated him. It was the lead stallion who named him ‘Massacre,’ and he was always teased about his coat. Once he turned 2, he left the herd to live alone, and perhaps find somebody who would care about him. |
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Shade// 3// mare// single// M: Noda, Storm Shade shook out her mane and tail, trotting in circles and thinking. She stopped herself, walking over to stand in the shade of a nearby tree. She knew that Noda had told her it was fine, but her tone hadn't sounded very honest. She'd sounded irritated. Shade blinked her sky blue eyes, staring at the ground. Did Noda care about Storm? It doesn't matter, anyway, Shade thought to herself. What did she care about their relationship? She didn't. That was that. Shade flicked her tail casually, and started walking off in no particular direction, wondering where her hooves would take her. ~~ 
Acre// 5// stallion// single// M: Shade Acre was trotting through the forest, looking around. He had thought he'd detected the scent of horses earlier, but he couldn't hear anything. He trotted into a field, looking around with his ears perked. He still didn't see anyone. Maybe he had fooled his senses into believing he'd detected other horses? He had felt a little lonely, as gruding as he was to admit that, even to himself. He wanted company, but he would survive without it. Acre was just about to turn and walk away when he saw something move in the corner of his vision. Turning towards the creamy spek, he perked his ears, and lifted his muzzle. It smelled like... a mare [shade]. He looked towards her, but she was still too far away for him to get a good look. He trotted towards her, letting out a whinny of both greeting and warning. If she was agressive, he wouldn't hesitate to be agressive in return, but, if she was kind, he would have no problem with her. ~~ 
Dawn// 4// mare// single// M: Storm, Noda Dawn had been traveling for a few hours now, and she looked back over her shoulder, expecting them to be there. But they hadn't been there waiting for her the last 200 times she's looked back for them, so why was she still trying? They had abandoned her, and she needed to give up on them as they had on her. She looked at her shoulder, seeing the mark that was still there. The mark they had given to her. Just one of the cruel things they'd done in her time with them. Trotting on, Dawn lifted her muzzle. What was she supposed to do now? She had no idea how to survive on her own. Maybe it wouldn't be that hard? Maybe she could find somebody who would help her. Were there other horses here? She didn't know, but maybe there were other horses, and maybe they would be kind, and help her. Dawn continued on her way, but picked up the pace a bit, going into a canter. She lifted her muzzle a bit higher, trying to pick up any scents. Then, she detected something. She walked towards it, but was met with a dark forest. She didn't know her way through, maybe she would get lost. How did she even know if the mare and stallion she had scented [storm, noda] would be kind? She couldn't know for sure, but she had to try. She let out a whinny, trying to see if they would here her. "Help!" she called, "Is there someone here? I'm lost, and I need help!" She didn't know what she would tell them if they did find her. She should cover up where she'd come from, though. Maybe they would be rude to her if they knew the truth. She turned to the mark on her shoulder, and bit into it. Hard. The skin ripped, leaving a large gash. They couldn't see the mark, or they'd know. Ripping up her skin had made her release a very loud squeal of pain, but she tried to stifle it the best she could. Would they even come? Maybe she'd just ripped into her shoulder for no reason. |
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Storm| Male age 3| Single|M: Noda, Shade
His blue hues still staring into her features, he softly left a lump in his throat, he just knew his brother must be out looking for her somehow some way.... maybe he shouldn't be so close to Noda just in case.... but, then again, if she has been on her own for this long maybe their was a reason she was here and he wasn't?... maybe he abandoned her.... maybe he too was hurting her? all these negative thoughts brushed his mind and it almost caused him to feel angry but he pushed them down with a shake of his frame and let out a cooing sigh.
His hues bouncing back to her attention, audits softly perked as he tilted his head ''What if what?'' he asked. He sweetly stepped forward ''You can ask me anyting, cats out out of the bag now'' he akwardly chuckled. Feeling the hairs in his back standing up, audits flicked as he looked behind him and noticed the creme mare, shade. He shyly pinned his ears, he oftered her a soft smile ''it's quiet okay'' he nickered as he watched her curiously go down to the river, he watched her for a few moments before looking back to Noda, that seemed guilty in her thoughts, he softly frowned ''I am sorry if I told you something that you didn't want to hear.... I know the past well at least for me... can be hard to swallow'' he sighed as he shifted his weight once more. Edited at August 13, 2020 09:14 PM by Whispering Wood Barn |
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SALLY/MARE/SINGLE/IDK (sorry I haven t been on just had a baby) SALLY snorts as she walked threw the dense trees, her audits flicked, dull hues staring ahead. She had no idea who she was anymore nor how she became so wounded. But somehow here she was, walking threw dense shrubs, trees with vines hanging down. She barely stopped to eat just kept moving forward. Blinking, her long lashes brushed along her cheeks. Once a beautiful long mane was now matted. Her coat had dried blood on it, along with many gashes, she estimated she probably got in a fight, more then likely for her life, yet she guessed she was as she was alive. With a shake of her matted pelt she continued on unsure of her next destination only that she wanted to find somewhere safe, somewhere that said home to her. But what was home? She wondered looking down at her hooves, pausing she lifts her head, her skinny frame shook as a cold breeze blew by. Flicking an audit Sally against her better judgement sent a low neigh out to see if anyone was around. But she didn't stay in one spot too long less she become prey to a predator and in her state she would have been easy prey, anyone could count her ribs at this point yet she walked on acationally letting a low neigh out. |
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Has anybody seen dark post?
WOW!! Congrats love! So you want me to bring back Taleia's brother for you? |
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@Cando - not seen dark in a while. This forum been un used for over a week now DX |
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Thank you xD Who? XD. I forgot most of this sorry) |
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