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She liked ℇ Poseidon but he retires and I can't use straws |
03:39:18 Aussie - Golden| Black Meadows - i could find a ISH give me a few minutes. |
03:38:45 | I should have said I wanted ISH but if I get a good SH I'll be happy |
03:38:18 | I hope it hose well or I'm gonna be hurting for cash |
03:37:49 Aussie - Golden| Black Meadow - i know but he matches her well. |
03:37:40 | Pink outing horses in main chat that are for sale or stud is a no no I would suggest re reading the rules |
03:36:44 | Oof I feel like if both matches flop I'm gonna be pissed both girls would take 225K and that total would be 450K |
03:36:29 💠Pretty Poni| Black Meadow, I have a WWW SH stallion that I bred. IÂ’m not sure what your goal for your mare breeding is though. Check him out! -HEE Click- |
03:35:34 Aviator Pretty, and maybe catch the silver this time too 👀
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03:35:19 Ru| Wow what a treat! I choose you lol -HEE Click- |
03:33:23 Aussie - Golden| Black Meadow - i'd use Cinder i think it's 225k for a straw though. |
03:33:13 Aviator| Ru, RIDs, AAs and TBs have it less it's so sad |
03:32:41 💠Pretty Poni| Aero, very pretty baby and stunning breed! Share with us the next baby come RO :) |
03:30:39 Aviator| Pretty, thank you! I plan on redoing that match <3 |
03:30:32 💠Pretty Poni| I am retiring from RID. I have some available for sale. Send a message for offer if the listed is too much. I want them to find a good home! |
03:27:30 Ru| I wonder if it's possible to get a stronger dun on RID. Haven't seen any of them with strong stripes, barely a shadow. |
03:23:38 Aviator| -HEE Click- my pride and joy |
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This is a private 1x1 RP between only me and In2horses. You are free to read along and swoon over our characters! Runestone Clouds is always available for breeding ;)
Example of Character(s) Sheet: Photo: Gender: Age: Name: Breed (optional): Looks (scars, wounds, etc): Height: Personality: Likes: Dislikes: Herd Life or Loner: Backstory (optional): Extra (add whatever you'd like):
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 Gender: Stallion Age: 8 Name: Cloud Breed (optional): Sport Pony Looks (scars, wounds, etc): None Height: 14.2hh
Personality: Playful, Goofy, Smart, Shy-ish, Sometimes too confident for his own good, Apologizes ALOT, Calm/Level Headed, Big Romantic, Adverntuerous, Spontaneuous, Will fight for justice/what he deems is correct!
Likes: Everyone until they get on his bad side, overly obsessive with his coat, he has to have it CLEAN!
Dislikes: Rude/Brainless Stallions, Snotty Mares, Challenegers, Humans, Rustlers, hates being called Tiny!
Herd Life or Loner: Loner but has his own land!
Backstory (optional): Cloud wasn't always a wild bachelor , he grew up in a huge herd with loving parents. They might have spoiled him a bit too much, but he loved his life. Cloud lived a simple life, he was seen as a prince, soon to take over his father's herd, running around like a free colt, playing with other foals, enjoying life. He never thought life would be hard, he always had a smile on his face....until he lost it a few years back and it's taken him a long time to get it back. Who knew a heart could break more than once. There was a beautiful chestnut filly named Molly, her dam and his was the best of friends and they grew up together in the herd. Everyone said they would one day be "King & Queen". When Cloud and Molly got older, they remained in the herd with their families, they became mates when Cloud was the age of 3, and by the age of 4, Molly became pregant with his first foal. They were so happy and filled with joy. Molly and Cloud had many friends in the herd that they grew up with and one of Molly's best friends was a stuck up painted filly named Blare. They was like two peas in a pod. One day, Molly spoke on the terms of Blare also becoming Cloud's mate and of course Cloud agreed. The throuple thrived together as happy as ever, he equally treated them well. When it came time for Molly to give birth.... Molly didn't make it and neither did his foal.. he never even got to see what his foal looked like. He and Blare was devisted and as time went by, Blare become more distant from her mate Cloud and Blare was all he had left. Though Molly held a special place in his heart.... another year went by when Cloud had turned 5. He was depressed, not himself and Blare and him would always "fight" and she seemed to push him away more and more and one day he found out she was with an outsider stallion and was pregant with this stranger's foal. Cloud soon became silent and everyone was worried about him, including his parents. Eventually, he and Blare parted the bigger she got and with his approval to his parents, they allowed her new mate to join the herd.... but Cloud left and for the past 3 years he hasn't not looked back nor returned to his herd. Set out on his own, to start over fresh and deal with the loss of his mates on his own... will he ever find happiness again or will this change him forever? Extra (add whatever you'd like): might add later... |
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Photo:   Gender: Mare Age: 5 Name: Fox Breed: ISH Looks: Blue roan paint, blue eyes, scar behind her left front elbow (where a cinch would be) and one on her right foreleg below the knee. Personality: very shy, seems a little cold until you get to know her then she is silly, a bit awkward, and currious, avoids conflict but turns when she is threatned. Likes: playing in water, secretly wants a herd or family to call her own, Dislikes: bullying, desert, being alone, Herd life or loner: was in a herd until she was kicked out now followes behind her old herd for protection from humans. Backstory: her whole life she was seen as an outcast, her coat made it really obvious that her sire was not the herd stallion and others never let her forget it. After induring this for the first two years of her life the lead stallion came after her for something stupid, she doesn't even remember what it was at the time and she bolted. un aware of the humans near by she flew right into their trap... for the next few months they tried to "Break" her until they almost killed her and left her for dead... Extra: she never met her father and her mother was killed by rouge horses when she was six months. tries her best to stay out of sight but as close to her old herd as she can so that she could heal and then it just became life. (Might add more later) |
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Fox jolted awake, dazed she stood perking her ears and blinking her eyes looking around. With a soft sigh she remembered where she was and once again hated her life. she reached around to snap at a fly that was tickling the scar along her side, before heading down towards the water. ~Guess i woke up on the wrong side of the grass~ she thought when the water did not beckon her to walk in as it usually did. She lowered her head to the crisp water, gulping the liquid until she wandered into the water up to her belly out of habbit. A crack along the brush caught her ateention and she pinned her ears glancing up relieved to see a rabbit bounding through the weeds. With a soft nicker to the critter she closed her eyes and relished the feeling of the water. ~Why not~ she decided before pawing under the water causing some to splash over her sides darkning her light roan coat making it a deeper blue. The water soothed her mind and gave her something to look forwards to each day, she quietly snorted reaching her nose under to splash some more. After a while she decided it was time to get out, the herd would be heading this way soon and she was pretty sure they were going to be starting towards the summer lands today. With a twitch of her nose she shook her coat and headed deeper into the trees to wait for the herd readying herself for the trek ahead. |
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Beautiful Details! :D) Stallion| Age: 8| CLOUD| Mated: No| M: Open
Cloud wasn't always a wild bachelor, he grew up in a huge herd with loving parents. They might have spoiled him a bit too much, but he loved his life. Cloud lived a simple life, he was seen as a prince, soon to take over his father's herd, running around like a free colt, playing with other foals, enjoying life. He never thought life would be hard, he always had a smile on his face....until he lost it a few years back and it's taken him a long time to get it back. Who knew a heart could break more than once. There was a beautiful chestnut filly named Molly, her dam and his was the best of friends and they grew up together in the herd. Everyone said they would one day be "King & Queen". When Cloud and Molly got older, they remained in the herd with their families, they became mates when Cloud was the age of 3, and by the age of 4, Molly became pregant with his first foal. They were so happy and filled with joy. Molly and Cloud had many friends in the herd that they grew up with and one of Molly's best friends was a stuck up painted filly named Blare. They was like two peas in a pod. One day, Molly spoke on the terms of Blare also becoming Cloud's mate and of course Cloud agreed. The throuple thrived together as happy as ever, he equally treated them well. When it came time for Molly to give birth.... Molly didn't make it and neither did his foal.. he never even got to see what his foal looked like. He and Blare was devisted and as time went by, Blare become more distant from her mate Cloud and Blare was all he had left. Though Molly held a special place in his heart.... another year went by when Cloud had turned 5. He was depressed, not himself and Blare and him would always "fight" and she seemed to push him away more and more and one day he found out she was with an outsider stallion and was pregant with this stranger's foal. Cloud soon became silent and everyone was worried about him, including his parents. Eventually, he and Blare parted the bigger she got and with his approval to his parents, they allowed her new mate to join the herd.... but Cloud left and for the past 3 years he hasn't not looked back nor returned to his herd. Set out on his own, to start over fresh and deal with the loss of his mates on his own... will he ever find happiness again or will this change him forever?
Small hooves thudded against the hard mountain soils, red clay and dark dirt as the dust floating around in the air, leaving a sandy dust cloud lingering behind as the grey dappled stallion raced down the mountain side. Nothing, but fresh mountain air, chilled morning temperatures peircing the area, the sweet scent of pine and crisp tones of dirt drifted through his nostrils with each powerful breathe he blew out from his muzzle, a smile tugged at his lips as his frame thrusted into the air as he lashed out a small buck before pressing himself faster and faster. Pebbles rumbling as he slide down the steep path, as he advoided the large rocks on his way down. This is what he loved to do most mornings, especailly when the weather is cool in the mornings with the morning dew. This white plumage flagged behind him, his heart racing faster and faster. He was pushing himself faster this morning it was like a grey blob coming down the mountain side. He let out a loud bellow, as it echoed through the caves and into the air. His pelt began to leather up on his chest, belly and hindquaters as sweat coated his neck to a darker grey as his white socks was covered in dirt and sand from the red clay.
With one last thud the stallion hit the wet grasses as he slowed his pace to an extended trot, lowering his frame lower and lower to the ground to stretch it out, he shook his frame as his mane flung to both sides of his neck. Coming to a stop and standing tall, he chuckled as he looked back at the mountain he just raced down, feeling proud of himself, he puffed his chest before letting out a snort. Licking his lips, he began to slowly moze towards a near by river. Audits flicked as he pressed himself onwards, his knees was so shakey, but he ignored the stinging pain that shot through his legs. Dipping his frame down, he stood drinking in big gulps as water gushed down his neck as he tossed his frame up, blowing the water out of his muzzle. Crystal blue hues scanned around as he waded into the waters, the cooling shock shooting a chill down his spine, he let out a grunted moan as he shifted his weight in the waters, content as his heart rate began normal once more, a gentle breeze blowing against him as he began to groom his coat clean, back to being the shiny grey/white pelt. Listening to the quiet of the land as he let out a happy sigh "Note to self, don't push yourself so hard" he chuckled |
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Thanks, you are an amazing writer!) The mare lowered her muzzle to the grass taking the scent of fresh forage before happily snatching a mouthful, munching on the sweet blades she slowly drifted through the area. Her tail swishing and the gentle singing of the birds was all she heard for a while, it was peaceful, until the faint sound of falling rocks and earth caught her attention. Lifting her crainum she tensed her whole body readying to either flee or fight, her ears and eyes ever alert as she silently swept through the trees towards the noise. The mare payed extra attention to where she placed her hooves being careful, stepping over moss covered logs and ducking under low hanging branches. With a jolt she halted her advance at once as a loud bellow reached her ears... that was NOT a horse she reconised from the herd. Her heart started to pound with fear as the horse continued to get closer, their hooves thudding on the earth. Fox shook her head causing her long forelock to cover an eye and quickly moved herself into the brush nearby hoping that this would conceal her from the newcomer as she did not have time to flee. Her breath hitched in her throat as she caught sight of a smaller but mighty looking stallion... ~He is stunning, wow look at those muscles~ she scolded herself ~You dont know this stud, do not think that way! he is probably dangrous~ she perked her ears as she silently admired this stud noting the way he seemed relaxed, maybe even happy being in the water. Suddenly she scented her old herd, they were headed right towards the path she was currently standing. ~Oh gosh they will kill me if i am spotted~ A twig snapped under her hoof..... ~Oh shoot~ her heart stopped as she waited. |
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Awww Thanks! You too! ^_^) Stallion| Age: 8| CLOUD| Mated: No| M: Fox
The stud has just finished his grooming, as his teeth softly racked over his white snowed rump. An audit flicked as he turned his frame slowly outlooking the lands around him. Small hairs on his spine rose, he felt like there was eyes on him. Curisouly, he waded out of the waters, his plumage raised as he gave it a flick. He stood still for a moment, in silence just listening to his surroundings, "Mmm" he hummed as he shurgged his shoulders, he began to lower his frame to graze, as a faint scent of another caught his attention. He rose a brow as he kept his frame low but moved his hues to scan the area once more. It was a scent he never smelt before, almost a sweet hint floated in the air.
At the sound of a snapping twig, his hues shot to the woods, his frame come up as his audits perked forward. "Hello..?" he called as he took a step towards the woods. He couldn't see anything amoungest the dark thicket of the forest as he glanced over the huge trees and their fall leave. He caught another scent, possibly a herd coming his way. His body tensed some for his land was just on the other side of the river from where he stood. Though this side of the river remained free to whomever, he was hoping that this wouldn't lead to a fight for land. "Anyone there?" he called again, his voice was welcoming yet, stern this time. |
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Fox held her breath steadying herself as she watched the stud for a reaction, her body relaxed audibly when his reaction was not aggressive. She then let the air from her lungs and sighed, this was not a great situation to be in. As she contemplated what to do the trees swayed a touch rustling around her frame and casting a low light across her face. Her bright blue eyes went wide when she realized that confronting this stud was probably the better of two bad choices, fear lighting up her now visible face. . . The herds hooves could now be heard as they approached planning to use the free lands to cross to the lower plains on the other side of the small desert . . Fox lifted her cranium and flicked her tail before stepping from the shadows and making herself known. "Hello" she said with a smooth voice her ears flicking from him to the approaching herd. "You need to leave" she paused assessing her situation once more lifting a hind leg to stomp at a branch. "If either of us are spotted it will not end well" she allowed him to take those words however he liked, although the herd was not known for causing issues with others but she didn't want them to find out she was around. Birds nearby took off from their roost while others quieted probably able to feel the tension and the approaching herd. Edited at September 21, 2021 07:21 PM by In2horses |
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Stallion| Age: 8| CLOUD| Mated: No| M: Fox
The grey stallion audits perked once more seeing a young blue roan mare coming from the shadows of the trees, a small smile tugged at his frame as his blue hues softly traveled over her beautiful pelt before his frame titled at the next words that came from the larger mare. Hues drifted to her face, he was confused, yet he wasn't dumb, he knew a herd was coming though it didn't much bother him. He could tell the mare was unsettled as he looked into her eyes. "Greetings, you don't look so well' he nickered, trying to understand the situation. Maybe her mate was coming? Maybe she was in trouble? Maybe she was running? or maybe this herd is aggressive and giving others warnings as they pass. He soon looked towards the woods once more, he could hear all the twigs breaking and small nickers of communication.
"My lands are just on the other side of this river, your herd has nothing to worry about" he offered another calming smile, as he began to pace through the waters and onto his lands, a small flick of his tail, he turned his frame back to look at the blue roan "What happens if you are spotted?" he asked the nervous mare as he rose a brow. This situation was obviously not his business, but he has never seen another be afraid of their own herd. Nostrils softly flared as his blue hues caught other equines busting out from the shadows. He stood tall yet remained in place as he quietly watched the encounter. Edited at September 22, 2021 10:44 AM by Whispering Wood Barn |
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Her tail jerked as she realized he was right, she kind of looked like hell... Turning her head away as her face heated, she shuffled her front hooves feeling a sudden wave of shyness. Fox had not spoke to another in a long time... well unless you counted the rabbits and birds that she encountered. . She jumped at the nearing nickers before jerking her head around with a nervous chuckle, "I don't think you could call them my herd anymore" she said not really speaking to him but loud enough to reach his audits. She then started swinging her cranium perking her ears in search of somewhere to hide half way forgetting about him, her body trembling ever so slightly. . At his next question she paused shaking her head to keep from reliving the last time she had been spotted, subconsciously lifting her foreleg with the scar before stomping it down. "It would not end well for me" she said just above a whisper as she picked up the lead studs voice... . "Yes we should make it by dusk.... do you smell that?" a rough voice said before a soft but snotty voice replied "Hmmm its faint.. oh yeah, other horses... is that...?" her voice trailed off. . Fox went into panic mode and lunged for the water doing her best to avoid the stud and make it to the free lands. Her hooves splashed in the water as she expertly navigated through the cool clear liquid looking up to try and meet his gaze "Please don't tell them you saw me" she pleaded. The mare powered to shore and lightly into the trees halting to catch her breath, just as the herd rounded the bend to the water, hoping she was out of sight enough. . For some reason her attention was locked on him her curiosity coming through her fear. |
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