Waves runs around the round pen.

Waves: HELP, GET ME OUT OF HERE. I AM A WILD HORSE. SAVE ME!

Golden,

Please post a photo / word reference of what Waves looks like.

Im sooo sorry if im joining in VERY late, but i really wanted to join :)

Here's a description of my Character:

Name: Flying Arrow

Nickname: Arrow

Age: 1 Year-Old

Gender: Colt

Personality: Calm, Quite Shy, Opens up if trusts, Can Snap

Looks: Light Bay Frame, Heterochromatic Eyes (Left one Blue, Right One Brown. I FOUND THE PICTURE:

Arrow has been walking through the Landscape for about 4 days now, still searching for his mother and perhaps the rest of the Herd. They got split up by some rude Humans, that also took some Herdmembers with them.

As Arrow walked, he heard a familiar voice pleading: " HELP ME! GET ME OUT OF HERE, I AM A WILD HORSE. SAVE ME!" (if you didn't notice, it's Waves from Golden Meadow Stable) Arrow knew that Voice, it belonged to one of his captured Herdmembers. He trotted to a Round Pen that was Hidden quite well, between a lot of Trees and Bushes. As Arrow came closer, he saw the Rest of the Barn. There was an old-looking stable and a Round Pen with a Horse running around in it. Wait a moment... Arrow knew that horse! It was Waves! Arrow slowly approached the Round Pen. "Hey! Waves! Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" He spoke worried.

Pls Continue :)

Welcome Golden Meadow & Bewilderment :)

Hey i just found this again after a break of Rp!! Mind if i hop back in? i might not be Rowan anymore though if thats okay?

Noda watched Storm for a brief moment before trotting after him in his antics. Her sores creaked only momentarily before the numbness of the herb took over and she hardly felt they were there. Orange orbs watched the beautiful stallion dance over the land of complimenting hues of flora. She could feel her stomach flutter and she nearly felt guilty for it.

This wasn't her mate but the longer she lingered around this stallion, the more she wished he could be. What if this was her chance to start over? For all she knew, everyone from her past thought she was dead---and it's not like she would recognize, nor remember any of them anyways. It was now that she decided she was done digging up the past.

Noda opened her gait to a slow lope as she followed the fresh stallion across the field. "Wait for me!" She shrilled. The red mare threw a small buck, tossing her head down with a cheeky laugh. She felt like she had never had a chance to just be young and spirited.

That's Fine Midnight! Welcome Back

Ara, that's fine love :)♡ I love me some Noda! Such a sweet mare! Finals are this week and I have projects to present to my college classes but after this week I am done and will have more time to Settle Down with Storm! I will get a post going hopefully this weekend or beginning next week when i finish up classes and will be free! Hope your doing well love ♡

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