Galactial | Foal | Mentions: Renegade

The filly lifted her head from grass and noticed the palomino colt. She bounced over to him, 'hi,' she greeted simply. Maybe he would be nice, there didn't seem to be many other foals around except for the suckler, and she was constantly being protected by her mother, the lead mare. Wait, what if the lead stallion exiled her for being around the colt? She shook out her mane... And tail... And entire body at the thought. That wouldn't happen. She then straightened again, and looked to the colt, waiting for a response.

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"Renegade,slightly surprised by how many new foals were approaching him replied"Er,hello.What's your name?Mine's Renegade"He shook his head to clear it of flies,the pranced and reared,his forelegs carefully tucked in so as not to strike his new friend.He liked her so far,she seemed nice,and she sure was pretty.Renegade looked at Starshock as she grazed peacefully.She didn't look as if she wanted to play right now,so he decided to make the most of the opportunity."Wanna see something?" he nickered,as if it was top secret.Without waiting for an answer her sung around in a circle on his hindquarters.He continued until he fell,laughing.

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Galactial | Foal | Mentions: Renegade

She laughed as he reared, 'I'm Galactial, but you can call me Gala,' she smiled. As Renegade spun around, then fell she laughed along with him. 'I can do this,' she announced before cantering around and occasionally leaping into the air, kicking around with her back legs and lifting her front legs high. Once she'd done it a few times, she trotted back to Renegade and smiled, pleased with herself.

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Soltero . Chief
The gargantuan beast would frolic around with the teensy filly only a short while, allowing her to tag him if she so please before leading their playful bouting back towards Otekah. Carbon kissers would again look to bump against the little girls nose thereafter, a proper goodbye before the stallion's full attention was diverted onto her dame.

"She's precious," he'd begin, speaking low. A bold act then followed with Soltero out stretching his skull towards the Queen this time, seeking physical acceptance with a bump and a refreshing of her scent for his memory banks. If the beauteous ma'am allowed the touch, then her Chief would most likely take a step forward with the intention of maintaining the contact until she decided to pull from it. Interested, obviously, and willing to show it. To escape any weird silence thereafter, he was quick to change the subject. "I suppose all are settling well?" Brief glance toward the herd's other members. Insert idle tail flick. When eyes landed upon Justice a low nicker was emitted, serving as both a greeting and a welcoming to where the King stood. "Good morning." Plans today involved that darker lad, oh yes.

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Starshock grazed on a patch of irises, she lifted her head looking around at her heard. She shook her mane and slowly walked towards the river. Humming a tune as she did.

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Justice | Stallion | 12 years | Lookout |

Justice didn't seem to notice the little event that just transpired involving the queen and the chief. No, something else seems to caught his attention. His keen eye sight was glaring at the tree line, sun shining upon his dark iris. He hated that tree line, the only thing separating the herd from the forest dwellers. In the past, many predators, such as cougars, lure the young in their general direction and strike, most losing their lives. He himself seen it before, something that will never escape his memories no matter how hard he tired.

His large ears swirve, feeling eyes on the back of his neck. He turn his head just in time to catch Soltero words. Justice dip his head towards his leader, raising a curious black brow. He curled his lips back slightly, a show of discomfort. "Morning." Just replied with ease, deciding to join the small little huddle. Justice was in no mood to prance around like some that fine morning. So instead, Justice took his time. Long muscled limbs stretched out before him as he came up to the stallion. "I'm sure everything is running soothingly." Justice muse, shaking long black forelock out of his eyes.

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Onida | Filly | 3 months | Suckler

Onida accepted the nose bump with slight remorse, not wanting to leave her much larger playmate, and bounced back to stand at her mother's side again. Despite not wanting to leave the cheif, she was excited to meet the rest of the herd, maybe play with the other foals some.

Otekah | Mare | 10 years | Queen

Otekah watched on with fascination, secretly glad that Molotov wasn't around anymore; the old stallion would never have played with Onida in this way. She reveled in the foal's joy and blissful naivete and something inside her wished that she could be that chipper. As she returned to the mare's side, Otekah touched her tiny, velvet snip in a motherly reassurance before averting her gaze and attention back to Soltero. Her gaze was met with the tentative gesture the stallion offered and she stayed still, allowing him to linger in her touch for a moment until she pulled softly away. "Thank you," she murmured, casually brushing a fly away from the back of her legs with the simple movement of her tail. "All are settling well, it seems."

The familiar scent of Justice passed her nostrils and she turned, delivering a sweet smile to her friend. "I need not introduce Onida to you," she said jokingly to the blanketed stallion, "But you may visit her anyway." The coal-black filly took this as her own permission and trotted up to the tall lookout, reaching out to playfully nibble his shoulder with her small teeth.

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Justice | Stallion | 12 years | Lookout |

He turn his attention away from the brute falling on Otekah. He returned her smile with a tender on of his own, fond of the mare and her filly. He toss his head in her direction, greeting the queen in a friendly manner. "Oh yes, Onida. My have you grown." He spoke watching as said foal approached him with out hesitation. Justice let her nibble on his tough skin. A chuckle rumbles deep within his chest. Foals. "Well don't you have a tough bite." He snorted, large ears flickering in delight. Just lowered his head, pressing his snout against Onida's side in a warm and kind gesture a sign of welcome. He made sure to keep her unique scent into memory. Just then playfully nip her mane tugging lightly on a few strains. Justice teased Onida even further, blowing softly in her face.

(pretty bad post apologies , my eyes slowly closing as we speak.)

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Soltero . Chief . Ment: Onida, Otekah, Justice, Starshock
The Queen's signature scent was collected from off her fleshy nasals, recorded and saved into permanent memory files before she softly pulled away. Soltero's attention remained upon her, disappointed that the close proximity had to end but ultimately dealing. Skull performed a nod afterward to acknowledge the mare's coming answer, his gaze shifting from her to the young Starshock that was departing from the band for a drink. Soltero watched with an altered stare, expression silently screaming Don't you go too far, now. She was young, vulnerable, .. and he wasn't exactly willing to give her up to anyone. Eyes scanned the same treeline that the black stallion had been staring towards, lips letting loose a near inaudible mutter of something.

The returning greeting from Justice caused the King's skull to spin back around however, his arrow-shaped ears swiveling backward to express slight displeasure at Justice's show of discomfort. Soltero was aware of Justice's more loner attitude; but still, there needed be some sort of positive bond between the two. Other than just their previous experience working together. A single, front hoof lifted from the Earth when the filly went Justice's direction. Though instead of stabbing the Earth with a few well-placed jabs, after observing Justice's soft nature with the filly, said hoof found soft reunion with the dirt. Back to Otekah then, he guessed. "And how've you been?" She had confirmed that the herd was well, now how about herself? Was she coping well? Was she getting enough nutrition? The Chief would attempt to bring his teeth against her shoulder if allowed, offering to vacuum debris from her coat and scratch those normally unreachable places. Perhaps their bond could be strengthened too, after all, she was the beast's favorite thus far. She needed to be reminded of that.

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Starshock//B.M//ment: open
Starshock reached the lake, looking down at her own reflection she flattened her ears. "Why did I have to look juat like my father." she said bending down to drink. She gulped a couple mouthful, she lifted her head as the wind blew by her making the bushes move. When it looked like there was no danger present she looked back down at her own reflection. She shook her dark mane letting out a angry snort, she turned and made her way back to the herd. "I will never be like that monster, makes me sick to know im ftom his bloodline." she said her ears flatten again tail swishing viciously. She looked like she was looking for war.

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Vendetta| Mare | 6 years old | Shamaness

The brooding mare smacked her lips softly, having grown parched. She knew of the water near by, and with elongated strides began to move forward. Her ears remain erected listening for any sounds coming from the tree lined. Vendetta had to remain vigilant, there was no telling what was lurking just out of sight. As she moved, she noted the small grouping of her herd mates as Otekah introduced her young filly to Soltero, and Justice. It was a warming site to see, but she didn't fixate long. The lake had now come into view, and Vendetta moved to its banks to quinch her thirst.

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Tilk . Mare . Citizen . Mentions: Vendetta, Baen, Starshock
Tilk was often at times invisible, not one to really call attention to herself as she grazed on the luscious grass below. She was content moving wherever the Lead Mare led them, and very relaxed knowing she was surrounded with so many watchful eyes. Herd life was perfect for her, free protection with the off chance of producing a foal or two. Unlike Vendetta however, Tilk would have to wait for a roll of the seasons before she had her own chance at foaling.

'Pon early morning the paint-colored babe had awaken and took to licking the dew off the grass, her gaze flicking between the ground and that handsome lad .. Ba- .. Ban.. Bob.. oh she had forgotten Baen's name! Oh well, she'd catch it again sooner or later. For now, her memory wouldn't stop him from serving as a delicious piece of eye candy. Yumm.

It was then however that Tilk took notice to Starshock and Vendetta, both branching off to steal a sip from the nearby stream. It was the perfect opportunity for Tilk to trail behind them and do the same, but not before singing a soft hello towards that spotted stallion(Baen) garnering her stare. "Morning!" she'd chirp before leisurely turning, following Vendetta to the water where she took a place beside the pregnant mare, soft lips lowering to reach the lake's surface. If able to bump lips with Starshock on the way there, she would. Perhaps inviting the younger thing back to the stream as if all three had planned to meet up or something.

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Whisper | Mare| 4 Years old | Citizen


Quietly Whisper watched Justice from afar. It was heartwarming to watch the interaction shared between the stallions and the little filly. Her dark orbs trailed to follow the pregnant fae as she made her way to the water, while Tilk followed not far behind. Though again her concentration turned back to the small group. She couldn't help but think of her own foal, one that was sadly taken from her. Onida was probably around the same age he was, perhaps a little younger.

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| Nizhoni | Mare | Citizen | 7 Years |
[Mentions: N/A -- Open]

A stout equine stood along the fringes of the herd, her fiery coat dulled by the layer of dust that covered it, though the mare didn't seem to mind. Nizhoni stood quietly where she grazed, her jaw muscles working lazily to munch on the grass she currently held in her mouth. His long, tangled tresses swirled around her in the gentle breeze, the midnight strands curling over one another as if they were waging a constant battle to be seen, though the mare ignored their dance. Her ears perked gently on her head she turned her dark gaze towards the scene unfolding near by-- two stallions interacting with a foal. The situation brought a soft smile to the mares lips as she watched, she genuinely enjoyed moments like these.

With a gentle shake of her head, she tossed her mane over her neck, finding the tangled strands to be bothersome now and again, the mare often struggled to tame her unruly tresses. With a dissatisfied grunt, the mare stood still, letting her chocolate gaze take in her surroundings, enjoying her position as a mere observer for the time being.


| Cheveyo | Stallion | Look-Out | 5 Years |
[Mentions: N/A; Open]

The steely form of a well built stallion stood on a small hill, letting himself have a good vantage point of the herd, which allowed him to be on the look-out to the best of his abilities. Chev's seemingly metallic in color coat stood out against his surroundings, causing the stallion to stand out quite a bit, perhaps a little bit too much for his liking. He knew his blue-ish grey pelt was odd, but he quite liked the unique quality it brought to his character, and he was never ashamed of it, however, it did tend to bring attention with it, which was something he was not fond of. At the mere thought of having attention on him, save for maybe one or two horses', sent a shudder down the stallion's spine, causing him to stomp a food heavily to keep it from being visible. He snorted softly and lowered his head, silky mane falling around him gently, the ends stirring quietly around his face as the wind tickled them. His lips plucked a few strands of grass before he lifted his head once more, and chewed. His eyes, a steely color much like his coat, scanned the herd slowly, curious as to what everyone was up to on that day.

((I apologize for the poor entry posts!))

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Otekah | Mare | 10 years | Queen

"Fine," Otekah replied, flicking one black ear as a fly perched on it, "I will need to wean Onida coming next month, so that'll be fun." The humour and sarcasm in her voice easily revealed that the mental 'wall' between her and Soltero was quickly crumbling. Maybe she'd even start acting affectionate towards him in due time, perhaps after her daughter was weaned. She allowed him slow access to her shoulder and enjoyed the sensation of his teeth nibbling just the tips of her fur, cleaning any possible grime that could be found. The blue-roan mare stretched her own neck up and began work on his tall, buckskin withers, immediately finding a tick that had just began to feed. She crushed it between her front teeth and continued along.

Onida | Filly | 3 months | Suckler

Onida giggled and shook her head from side to side as wind was blown into her face. She lifted herself to the her back hooves, standing up as tall as she could, trying to stand eye-to-eye with the stallion.

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