Vendetta| Mare | 6 years old | Shamaness

After the lead mare darted around her, she turned to watch the colt get kicked. Her ears pinned against her skull knowing that it had to have hurt him. With a heavy sigh Vendetta began to gallop after the yearling. It wouldn't take her long to catch up to the youngster, and she watched as he shapely got up out of the river. "Renegade." She spoke softly as not to spook him. "Don't run again. Come here please"

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Whisper | Mare| 4 Years old | Citizen

Whisper didn't move far from where Justice had left her. She became wary of those around her now, she tried to keep herself calm by grazing, but her body swayed nervously as she did. Her tail flicked back and forth, swatting away the biting insects along her side and rump. She didn't graze long, there was just to much commotion going on for the mares liking.

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(I apologize sweethearts! I was at Church. (': I'll have to set up a reason for Soltero's lack of response during that time!)

Soltero . Stallion . 6 Years . Chief
The beige-tinged stallion noticed his Queen's lack of response, but was convinced t'was due to good reason. This rambunctious Colt apparently DID require a proper scolding, refusing to discontinue this parade of disrespect. Though before Soltero could witness the severity of his child's play, a distraction garnered the Father's attention. A distant sound, of rustling leaves, to which instinct would disallow him to ignore. A caramel ear swiveled backwards, the beast's large skull following suit with a quick turn. Senses focused on the sound's origination, his weight lent upon the tips of those sterling-kissed hooves. Full of anticipation, obviously. Come mess with me, yo! Alas, it must've been a breeze, this thought given proof as those ebony locks began to dance briefly about his face. Indeed, t'was wind. (SQUIRREL!)

Attention returned almost as soon as it had been diverted; however, in this matter of seconds a whole disastrous scene had already unfolded. The stallion's gaze catching the tail end of the story as his Colt pranced into the distance, leaving behind a flustered Queen and a bruised guard. Oh hell naw. Soltero wished to give reason to the Colt's behavior, perhaps due to the absence of his dame, laying full responsibly onto a man lacking motherly instinct. But ahh well, at least he could tend to the Fatherlys. A sideways grin was awarded the direction of both Otekah and Justice, erased with a frustrated bobbing and replaced with a serious frown. A well-placed kick would propel the beast forwards thereafter, eyes set on his immature Colt with a sweety tune sung at the mare whom tried to reason him. "Vendetta, is it?" He'd question upon claiming a place at her side, attempting a nose bump to refresh the scent in their memory banks. A friendly gesture, indeed. "I'll speak with him. It's about time he and I had a word," he'd add.

If she allowed, Soltero would continue after Renegade aloft a slow pace. A snort rolling from moist nasal cavities, perhaps the calmest he had ever been. "Renegade.."


(SORRY HERE HAVE A NOVEL GUYS! ;D)

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Justice | Stallion | 12 years | Lookout

Justice twitched his tail, still a bit angered by the colts plain disrespect. The lookout didn't take being kick very well. Shaking his head, seeing Vendetta and Soltero trotting where the mischievous colt ran off Justice turn to the queen calming down ever so slightly. "Are you alright?" He question, looking over the enraged mare. He was pleased to see no injuries were found on her, but she was breathing heavily. "The chief will handle him. For now I think Onida needs tending. I'm sure she very confused." He flash her a smile, despite what just happen. It's best to keep her calm. Who knows what a angry mother mare would do.

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Galactial (Gala | Filly | Mentions: Soltero, Renegade

The young filly watched as the colt bolted away from the group. She turned to the lead stallion, 'should I go after him?" She asked, obviously actually asking permission to go talk and play with the colt. She swished her tail a little as she waited for a response, but kept her head turned towards the Chief.

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Soltero . Stallion . 6 Years . Chief . Mentions: Galactial, Renegade
The approach of a young filly caused Soltero's advancements to briefly pause, his large skull bent low with an attempt made to gently nudge her(Galactial). Carbon-colored lips would softly graze the crest of her neck if allowed, completing the friendly gesture with an offered bump from his nose to her own small one. "After I speak with him, he's all yours.." he'd croon soft, a smile awarded to express an appreciation for her willingness to help sooth the situation. "How about check on little Onida?" he'd offer next, muzzle lent sideways to motion in the spoken direction. "She'll need a good role-model," he'd chirp lastly, hopeing to boost Galactial's confidence with a final touch bestowed onto her shoulder. Go on, get! .. In a nice way, tho.

Truthfully the caramel-tinged Lord wished to spare the innocent darling from the conversation about to be had with his son, concerning the harsh reality that not all youngins could always remain within the family' ranks. Some had to leave, or be forced out. Of course, this most likely wasn't required yet due to Renegade's young age. There were far too many life-threatening dangers that the colt had yet to face, nor was he ready for them. Soltero's legacy would fail if he cast out his brood too early. "Renegade," he'd call again, this time words leaving aloft a rather agitated grunt. If possible, lips would bend slow toward the colt's hind, pealing backward to unveil sets of blunt teeth and deliver a sharp nip.

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Vendetta| Mare | 6 years old | Shamaness


The chief's voice echoed into her ears, and she turned to greet him. "Yes" she replied letting her soft nose touch against his for a brief moment before he turned to his son. "Of course Soltero. Please send him my way when you are done though, that wound needs to be looked after." She spoke with a serious tone knowing that if left untreated it would become infected. Her eyes landed softly on the filly that had trotted over, and as Soltero spoke with her Vendetta turned and headed back to the clearing where the herd grazed.

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-Renegade-
Renegade turned to his father,swinging his rump away to avoid the nip."I know,I'm leaving"He muttered,more to himself then his sire.He turned towards the dark woods and began to limp toward them.His head down and flank bleeding he pitiful sight,but he would have to grow up someday,why not now?

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Otekah | Mare | 10 years | Queen

Otekah sighed, "I'm fine, just... frazzled. Can't blame me for going after him though. Blatantly disrespecting me and the Chief, daring to get close to my Onida? What good mother wouldn't do what I did? But you're right. I should go back to her; I'm sure she's hungry." The blue-gray queen turned and trotted back to where Khaleesi stood. Onida's long, slender, black legs wriggled above the grass line as she rolled in the grass.

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Khaleesi tilted her head a bit before shaking it, "I'm too big to be playing rolling games.." She said, snickering a bit. Her gaze softened at Onida, a small smile forming as she watched the filly roll over. "How about a different game?" She asked before going silent as Otekah appeared before them. No horse really ever heard Khaleesi talk before because she was so quiet.

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-The solitaire band-
Solitaire looked to Arrow who nodded.Then he flicked his ears signalling his runners.They burst out of hiding and disrupted the grazing herd,swirling around and around,skillfully avoiding, and returning, the kicks and nips aimed at them.A stallion looked at Ren confused and she lowered her head and snaked her neck.Still confused the poor stallion was sent on his way with a hard blow,a stallion's blow.He was quite puzzled but decided not to question the angry mare anymore and took off,his neck sore from her kick.Then Solitaire and arrow moved in.They gathered a group of mares and ran off with them,the runners now turned to fighters held off any horses that tried to fight to keep their mares.Then when Solitaire and Arrow were out of sight the three dissipated like smoke and took different route to the grassy clearing they called home

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Justice | Stallion | 12 years | Lookout

"I don;t blame you at all Otekah." Justice chuckles, shaking his lengthy black mane. His forelock covering his left eye once more. "If you need me, you know how to call." He playfully winked, watching her retreating form. It was time to go on duty once more, seeing the Chief gone, It was is job to watch over the herd until he got back. Blasted colt causing such a ruckus. He couldn't recall being that disrespectful as a colt. In fact, he was always the one lying around doing nothing at all. He remember fondly that his mother would often believe he was sick since it was unnatural for a colt to be so reserved like he was.

Just moved back to his post, pleased to see Whisper was within herd bounds now. Though she still looked a little nervous. Poor thing, Must be a history thing for the mare. He wanted to ease her nerves but wasn't sure how. Justice nickered to her in a friendly manner, hitting the ground to grab her attention. Perhaps letting her stay at his post along with him might help. He usually stand away from the herd, ready to stand in anyone's way if they choice to charge. It's always how he done so.

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Whisper | Mare| 4 Years old | Citizen


A soft friendly nicker caught the mares attention, her ears perked forward slightly as her eyes darted to see where it had come from. Her eyes fell upon Justice who stood at his post, he pawed at the ground as if to further grab her attention and draw her towards him. Quietly she moved up beside him, curiously glancing at him as she came to a halt. "Y-Yes?" She asked softly thinking he perhaps wanted to tell her something, maybe she was to far from the herd again was all she could think.

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-Solitaire herd-
Solitaire looked proudly on his grazing herd.Wren was assorting her dominance among the new mares and Ace was playing with the colts.Bo was reading the stars and Arrow was planning a new attack.The new mares were either being harassed by Wren or grazing.Everything was as it should be.He looked at the stars too,bursting with pride.Ace cantered over,a filly tagging along at his side until an anxious mare called her back.Solitaire decided it was time he addressed them,and looking at them he nickered softly."I will take you back tonight,I raid for fun or intimidation.Our hit and runs are for driving off a large herd.." Wren swung her head at a young colt trying to nurse her.She growled at him and his mother came to his rescue.She only gave Wren a dirty look,she was too scared of her to inflict injury.Wren settled down again."As I was saying"Continued Solitaire,You are not forced nor asked to stay,you will be escorted back to ensure your safe return,our guards must abandon you near your herd,as we don't want to fight.We are not scared of your leader.If we were would we live on his territory?Ace,Arrow,and Wren will take you back.Thank you"

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Wren knew the woods,every crack and crevice.Every tree,hollow,clearing and secluded glade,she should know,she was abandoned here.Her cruel heartless dam!She snorted,startling the mares walking behind her.She soon arrived at the spot where the herd grazed.She saw a young stallion retreating to the woods away from the lead stallion."Good,He's distracted.Move out!"She instructed the mares.They scrambled,nobody wanted to be last and risk facing her.She snorted before turning back to the woods."Let's go"she said and took off a canter.Ace and Arrow following behind struggling to keep up with the swift mare.

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Soltero . Stallion . Six Years . Chief . Mentions: Renegade & Vendetta

Attention was awarded towards Vendetta as she spoke, a brief nod offered in addition to an agreeing statement. "Of course," he'd reply, but now onto this troublesome Colt. The stallion's frustration became immediately clear when the Colt dodged his nip, a gust of carbon spat forth onto the air as the voluminous male propelled himself forwards. With a well-placed kick against the Earth he'd attempt to take to the colt's side, skull snaking around Renegade's chest with teeth again seeking placement onto the youngin's flesh. This motion would ensure the smaller of the pair was unable to move forward, so unless the colt was obedient in moving back towards the herd; .. well, he was most likely promised pain. It'd be impossible for Soltero's son to outrun him, what with that newly gained limp. So of course, the larger beast was keen on the idea of power-playing the situation.

"Are you looking to become lunch?" he'd scold aloft an authoritative tone, low in volume to ensure that this remained a private conversation. "With this fresh wound, a predator is sure to smell you. With that limp, someones teeth are sure to catch you." he'd inform, this time whipping that beige musculature 'round and moving towards his colt, physically herding the kid with his large chest if he had to. Pushing him back towards Vendetta. If the child tried to bolt, teeth would most definitely snare him, seeking a firm hold of that teeny neck and finding a mouthful of mane. But if there was cooperation, well.. maybe some blessing would be in order. The possibilities were endless; however, should the stallion's child have a death wish, than so be it.

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