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Lilac/ Female/ M: Chance Lilac felt safe with chance and decided she was going to ask to be his mate (Sorry for the short and late reply.) |
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Chance is a paint stallion. Chance| Stallion| M: Lilac Chance smiled at Lilac, liking her. He nuzzled her softly, ears pricked. He hoped she would be his mate. The sun was burning into his back, and he shifted slightly so he was in the protection of the shade. He nuzzled Lilac softly, arching his neck. |
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Lilac/ Female/ M: Chance "Would you be my forever mate Chance?" she asked. She was hoping he said yes |
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Mouse| Stallion| M: Stella Mouse saw her run and quickly followed. He jumped over the log and ran past Stella. He quickly swirved through the trees and dodged bushes. His flank heaving with him blowing hard. He saw a river in the distance, bigger than the one he is used to. It was longer. It probably would take 2-3 minutes to get across. He stopped to look back at Stella, making sure it was ok with her to cross. |
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Stella laughed as Mouse ran past her, speeding up to catch up to him. She slid to a stop next to him, panting from all the running. Seeing the river, she pinned her audits. The creek she was in this morning was the deepest water she'd ever been in, this river scared her. Maybe it won't be so bad if Mouse helps me, she thought. She spotted a part of the river that looked like the water was flowing a little slower. "Let's go across that slower part of the river," Stella said, "I will probably also need to lean on you a little," she told him, "I've never been in water this deep before, but I will follow your lead." she stood close to Mouse, waiting for him to get in the water, she would stay near him so that she could get across safely. |
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Areus | Stallion | Single | Mentions: Taleia, Diego Diego was defensive, and as he should be. Areus was nothing more than a stranger, a stallion who stole his mother away from him. The large stallion sighed as he stepped away from Taleia, allowing the two bond...until the colt spoke of Val taking the sweet mare away from him. What was he doing? She belonged to someone else, had a colt with him, and yet she wanted him...What was so special about him? What made him so different from Val? All Areus saw was that he was stealing a mare from another stallion; he was exactly like the others. With his mind whirling, Areus meandered over to the cave entrance where he knew Val would be, if not, close by. It was time to face his rival and see for himself why Taleia no longer wanted to be with him. If anything, he may have to give the brindled mare back to where she belonged in the first place: with her mate and colt. |
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Chance is a paint stallion) Chance smiled at Lilac. "I would love to be," he said, nuzzling her, a million things running through his head. He smiled, his ears pricked. He looked behind him, seeing all the other horses and sighed, his neck arched. He pawed the ground, wondering what the other horses were doing. He turned towards Lilac again, glad she had asked him to be her mate. |
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Lilac smiled happily and nuzzled his beautifully arched neck. She was glad he accepted. For a moment she was afraid he was going to regect her offer. |
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Mouse| Stallion| M: Stella "Of course" Mouse slowly steps into the water. He tenses up so Stella can lean on him. He takes baby steps, slowly. Before he steps he makes sure it isn't too deep. The water is up to their bellys, getting deeper as they go. They are half across when the water is up to the start of their necks. He asks Stella "are you OK?" He doesn't want to go to far from the shore if she isn't ok. |
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Stella/ Mare/ M: Mouse As they get up to their bellies, Stella pins her Audits and breathes a little quicker from nervousness. She looks into Mouse's hazel eyes, taking in thier calm and concerned expression. "Yes, I'll be fine," she says, but her breathing stays quick. She pushes forward a little, feeling the water reach the base of her neck. She makes sure to keep close to Mouse, telling herself over and over again that it will be fine as long as he's there, her powerful legs kicking out. They get to a point where their hooves touch the sand, and she relaxes a little. Once she gets onto the bank, she shakes herself out and looks back at Mouse. "At least I don't ever have to bathe when I'm around you," she teases him, her breathing already slowing. |
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