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Post by capri on Aug 9, 2010 18:26:18 GMT -6
 Skye pranced into the claiming grounds. She was gorgeous, and ready to experience life to the fullest. She whinnied loudly, trotting all around the grounds in hopes that she would catch a stallions attention. Her jet black pelt gleaming in the sun. She kept herself in great condition and always made sure her black and white pelt was shiny and clean. |
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Post by Kailolu on Aug 12, 2010 14:24:01 GMT -6
Zorro What goes through a mare's mind half the time? Do they just stand there with a smile on their maw and think of sex? Do all the damn mares on Horse Mountain want nothing but sexual intercourse? Okay, maybe Zorro was putting this a little more harshly then it had to be. He has just seen a mare walk freely into the Rebel lands and it sickened him. True he was a Rebel --Yes Zorro a force breeder-- but he had left that life after he had met Libra.
Libra. The stunning mare he had fallen in love with, the same mare that he fought for with his older brother, the Infamous Adarth. Oh great, how on earth was he going to find a mare without them running, thinking he himself, was Adarth. Being a large black –not to mention muscled and tall— Friesian was frightening alone, but now most mares knowing his brother, it wasn’t the easiest task to maintain.
Zorro was trotting--gracefully he knew-- around the claiming grounds. He couldn't get his mind off that mare wandering into the Rebel lands, only to be snatched up by either of his brothers. What a waste. Lately he doubted Comet would force breed many more mares, he was a Gentle Giant, almost like Zorro, but it seemed as though Comet refused to believe it.
A loud whinny pulled him from his thoughts. Zorro stopped and turned his head, looking off in the distance with his bulky maw raised. He tossed his head and pawed at the ground, tearing up the soft earth. He had spotted a mare in the distance, and he was defiantly interested. He might as well go introduce himself before she was heartlessly snapped up by the keen jaws of merciless force breeding monsters.
Zorro lifted his head and let out a low nicker as he made his way toward the mare. His auds were perched proudly on top of his head. He shook his head and picked up in a trot and came closer. He was well aware of personal boundaries unlike his brothers Adarth and Xavier. The stallion stopped in front of the mare, a smile on his face. Let's hope she doesn't think he's Adarth before he talks.
"Hello, my Lady." Zorro said charmingly in his low, enthralling voice. He bowed his head, a straightforward, simple respect that everyone deserved. "My name is Zorro, might I have partake in the pleasure in knowing your name?" He asked courteously, hoping he had made his approach a nice one. He stretched out his neck, offering a nuzzle in greeting. |
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Post by capri on Aug 16, 2010 14:20:17 GMT -6
Skye glanced over, as she had noticed a Friesian stallion approaching her. "Hello Zorro," she said calmly, returning the nuzzle that he had given her. "My calling is Skye," she stepped forward, getting closer to the brute, he nibbled on his mane gently. She looked over at the stallion, patiently awaiting his responce to her actions.
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Post by Kailolu on Aug 17, 2010 9:40:41 GMT -6
Zorro Zorro was awestruck by this mare. She was tranquil, dazzling, and just simply open. He was truly amazed she hadn't run. Zorro had tried to collect mares the other day, but came home empty handed because they had all fled at the sight of him.
Well, wasn't she just comfortable? She made herself at ease at his side and was playing with his mane, which he returned. He nuzzled into her substantial sleek locks and huffed out one, silent balmy breath of air. To him, it was a signal he was contented with the situation, and she had no reason to worry. To others, it could be a mixed indication. The stallion glided his muzzle down her neck and onto her back, giving a cocky smile.
"It's a pleasure meeting you, Skye." He whispered, his ears swiveling to take note if she had anything to say. Surely if he were making her uncomfortable she'd speak up. Or he'd listen for her heart, and if it jumped, he'd back away. You see, Zorro knew when to stop, and what lines are. He understood them, and cherished them with magnitude like no other.
"Am I to assume you are looking for a herd, Skye?" His voice was calming and gentle, hoping he wasn't intruding on her comfort zone. |
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Post by capri on Aug 18, 2010 19:52:45 GMT -6
Skye nudged the stallion carefully, "Well by chance I am" she said cheerfully, at least some brutes her size were actually looking for a mare for a herd, and not for breeding. Her mother was used to be bred to produce big colts to use as worriors for the Rebels so they could get ahold of more mares. Luckily her mother had escaped before she had foaled Skye, her father had killed all her sisters, but left her brothers as worriors for the rebels where she lived.
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Post by jiggerz on Aug 18, 2010 20:32:13 GMT -6
 Echo walked quietly into the claiming grounds, she was new to HM and needed a herd desperatley. She spotted two other horses, most likely Friesians like herself, " I'm sorry to interoupt, but by any chance are you two looking for a new member to join your herd?" she asked, hoping at least one of the two were. She was a shy mare at first, but opened up after a while. She felt bad for intruding the other horses conversation but they just seemed to be like her, a big horse among small horses. |
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Post by Kailolu on Aug 23, 2010 10:23:54 GMT -6
Zorro Zorro smiled and thingyed his head in wonder. She was so careful around him, and he wasn't sure why. He was nice, and he was positive he portrayed himself truthfully. The brute open his mouth slightly to speak, when something trapped his attention. Turning his head, he saw a mare closing in on them. Letting a gentle, reassuring smile slip onto his maw, he bowed his head to her. "As a matter of fact, I was hoping to collect mares to join my herd." Zorro said, turning slightly. "Would you two lovely ladies care to join me back to my lands?" He asked pleasantly.
Zorro was hoping they’d say yes. Both of them were absolutely stunning. They had their own elegance, possessing a great amount of beauty and grace. If they agreed to join him, they would be treated with the up most respect, and Zorro would make sure of it. The only thing he'd have to watch out for was his two brothers.
They had circled his lands several times like vultures, looking for an easy meal to quench their sick thirst for breeding. Zorro would protect the mares with his life, he owed it to them. Taking himself from his thoughts, he looked from sky, to the new mare. "Oh, where are my manners? My name is Zorro, my dear." He said, bowing his head once more in respect. |
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Post by capri on Aug 23, 2010 11:17:10 GMT -6
Skye's ears perked when Zorro asked her and the other mare to join his herd, "I'd love to!" she said happily, nuzzling the brute. She had always wanted to be a member of a herd, and it was obvious that this stallion would treat her like she was royalty. She realized she hadn't introduced herself to the new mare either, "I am Skye" she said quietly to the new mare. The mare seemed to be around the same size as herself.
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