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Post by emilie on Jun 17, 2011 19:38:14 GMT -5
Mirri watched the cloud of dust as the herd disappeared and then turned to thowra he was rolling in the mud to close up his cuts
he lay there weakly moaning softly Mirri saw a vulture landing she bit it angrily and it flew away screeching suddenly thowra squealed angrily and fell over
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Post by Taleah on Jun 17, 2011 22:55:07 GMT -5
Arod halted near a river and rolled in the cool water to clean his wounds. He felt exhausted, but not beaten. He knew it was better to break away from a fight than to continue.
Galadriel stretched and shook herself. She looked at Arod. She hoped her foal would be healthy and strong like that of its father.
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Post by emilie on Jun 17, 2011 23:37:04 GMT -5
Mirri began to walk slowly and wistfully toward the herd like one in a dream she heard Thowras moaning subsde as he went and lay in the shallow water by the edge of the creek she knew he would probably live, she was only a stones throw away from the herd now she could hear them drinking her mind was in another world and she saw the heat haze rising
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Post by Taleah on Jun 17, 2011 23:57:55 GMT -5
Arod stood up and shook himself. He drank from the water, than looked at Galadriel and nickered softly.
Galadriel whinnied back and grazed. She felt safe around Arod.
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Post by emilie on Jun 18, 2011 3:50:47 GMT -5
Mirri watched them hanging around the edge of the herd and then she whinnied to Arod bashfully and put her head down shame faced
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Post by emilie on Jun 18, 2011 3:53:39 GMT -5
Thowra muttered to himself half angry and half sad he looked down the white mud had closed his wounds up he saw Mirri's shape dissapearing he was sad his whole fight was for nothing
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Post by Taleah on Jun 18, 2011 20:16:17 GMT -5
Arod whinnied a greeting to Mirri.
Galadriel tossed her head and pranced, nickering playfully at Mirri.
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Post by emilie on Jun 19, 2011 17:44:20 GMT -5
Mirri nickered joyfully and cantered over to him and tossed her mane
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Post by Taleah on Jun 19, 2011 17:53:27 GMT -5
Galadriel sighed. She began to graze.
Arod watched Mirri with sparkling eyes.
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Post by emilie on Jun 20, 2011 3:27:08 GMT -5
Thowra got up and began to trot away slowly glumly he trailed the herd looking for opportunities to sneak in
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Post by Taleah on Jun 20, 2011 17:55:51 GMT -5
Galadriel's stomach began to enlargen as the foal within her continued to grow (foals can be born within a week or 2 so you can skip 9mths)
Arod walked about, nudging each mare and filly in the herd. He wanted to be sure Galadriel was safe as she was the first to have a foal in the herd.
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Post by emilie on Jun 20, 2011 19:13:32 GMT -5
Thowra no longer pestered the herd he went after other pursuits and herds fighting and sometimes winning he was happy nw but he would not forget the lesson he learnt with arod
Mirri settled in happily she would be in season soon
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Post by Taleah on Jun 20, 2011 20:11:06 GMT -5
Name: Cascada
Gender: Filly (3 1/4)
Coat Colour: Dark Liver Chestnut
Mane/Tail Colour: Wavy flaxen
Markings: White strip, white stockings on front legs
Conformation: Thoroughbred head, powerful hindquarters, good neck
History: Herd was captured. Forced to servive on her own now
Cascada stood under a tree, sad and alone. She had been on her own for several months, searching for a herd to join. She had now given up on searching.
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Post by emilie on Jun 21, 2011 3:12:15 GMT -5
Thowra whinnied to cascada
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Post by Taleah on Jun 21, 2011 3:55:40 GMT -5
Cascada lifted her head, hearing the whinny. She saw Thowra and whinnied in response. She bucked with joy and cantered over to him, tossing her head feeling happy to not be alone.
Arod cantered off to find a better pasture for his herd. He was doing this for Galadriel's sake.
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Post by emilie on Jun 22, 2011 5:05:53 GMT -5
Thowra was jubilantly happy he crow hopped over snorting joyfully
Mirri was a little restless now because she was entering heat she was good friends with Galadriel
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Post by abandonedlove on Jun 22, 2011 11:49:28 GMT -5
Name : Sophia
Gender : mare (about 4)
Coat Color : Black
Mane/Tail Color : Black
Markings : a bald facial marking with 4 stockings
Eye Color : Sky Blue
Conformation : Skinny legs , yet sturdy ; powerful hindquarters ; arched neck ; gracefully carried head
Breed : Arabian
History : separated from her heard at the age of 2 1/2 and caught by humans and was abused , she escaped from them after 2 months and has been a loner since looking for a mate .
Sophia trotted around curious of the new surrounding she had stumbled upon looking for any horses ...she let out a loud whinny searching for other horses
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Post by emilie on Jun 23, 2011 6:31:24 GMT -5
Thowra heard Sophia and neighed loudly to her he pricked his ears trying to pick out her movements and he whinnied excitedly to Cascada as if he were telling her all about his discovery of a new mare he was happy at the prospect of another mare
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Post by abandonedlove on Jun 23, 2011 22:51:31 GMT -5
Sophia moved quickly trying to find Thowra and Cascada but she just couldnt find them ...she neighed once more hoping to hear another reply
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Post by Taleah on Jun 24, 2011 0:00:47 GMT -5
Cascada snorted and whinnied at Sophia.
Arod lifted his head, hearing the mare's neigh. He didn't seem to worry about it. He walked over to Mirri and groomed her gently.
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Post by emilie on Jun 24, 2011 7:41:27 GMT -5
Thowra whinnied again and began to trot steadily toward the noise that Sophia was making he soon found her, he played with her and whinnied to her to follow and went to the creek and Cascada
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Post by Taleah on Jun 24, 2011 17:38:55 GMT -5
Cascada whinnied to Sophia happily and bucked a little.
Galadriel sighed and wondered off slowly. She wanted to be alone for a bit.
Arod watched Galadriel walk away. He knew she'd return soon.
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Post by emilie on Jun 25, 2011 6:46:34 GMT -5
Mirri stood near him and watched as well she turned her head and grazed gently
Thowra was happy as ever with Cascada and Sophia by his side he lead them to the creek confidently and in doing so he stumbled upon Galadriel he shied and turned watching her nervously
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Post by lindsay on Jun 26, 2011 14:21:57 GMT -5
Name: Desert Fantasy
Gender: Mare ( 3 )
Coat Color: Ebony Black
Markings: None
Confirmation: Slim frame.
History: Strives alone mostly, this maiden has moved from herd to herd looking for her lost family and love.
Moving into a new land isn't all that bad, yet the new mixing aromas slowly wound into her. She took the deepest breath and let out a piercing call, she isn't the most social but something felt different here. Eyes directed ahead, ears pulling and prodding for a response.
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Post by lindsay on Jun 26, 2011 14:54:37 GMT -5
Her heart aches for love. Slowly since none responded she moved slowly towards the center of the herds territory moving with the grace her beautiful body gave her. Glimmers of sunlight brings out the highlights soon the ebony terrace that envelopes her body. A call was let loose again. The scents reached her and she stood waiting and whatching.
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Post by abandonedlove on Jun 26, 2011 18:10:14 GMT -5
sophia began to play with cascada ...bucking and prancing like she was a foal again
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Post by losthope on Jun 26, 2011 22:35:26 GMT -5
Show Name : Prophet of the Gods (Prophet )
Coat Color : Black
Mane / Tail Color : Black but has aburn highlights during the summer
Markings : None
Eye Color : Dark Brown but if in certain lighting turns a chestnut brown with a tint of red
Conformation : Built strong in the hindquarters with a braud chest with a thick mucular neck ; carries head high and proud
Breed : Friesian
History : was a famous dressage stallion that was always cooped up and only brought out to work or breed mares ....he was sick and tired of being locked up all the time so he lashed out with his hooves and pounded down his stall door and ran free to enjoy being wild ...he soon became lonely and was looking for some company
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Post by losthope on Jun 26, 2011 22:39:17 GMT -5
Prophet could smell Desert Fantasy ...he galloped to her as fast as he could he finally got to her and he saw how gorgeous she was he gently nudged her neck and lipped at her mane as if he was a love struck colt not knowing what to do with himself
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Post by emilie on Jun 27, 2011 4:49:13 GMT -5
Thowra watched jealously and gave a ringing and impertinent challenge he caught sophia and cascada up behind him and whinnied to them to back away then he trotted forward and bit Prophets haunch
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Post by losthope on Jun 27, 2011 11:29:29 GMT -5
Prophet turned around in a furious anger and lashed out with his huge friesian hooves and slammed them right into Thowra's right shoulder blade dislocating it and then he lashed out again at his ribs and pushed him to the ground considering how much larger Prophet was......Prophet was nothing but muscles upon muscles ......as Thowra laid upon the ground Prophet did not kill him but simply nickered saying that he didnt want to kill him because Cascada and Sophia needed him and he just wanted Desert Fantasy as his friend and possible mate
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