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Post by junebuggers on Aug 21, 2010 19:17:19 GMT -6
Nica calmly walked into the claiming grounds, she saw many other mares but very few stallions. She sighed, then continued on, maybe with her luck a stallion would see her and come talk to her. She was low on hopes because she was just a regular little paint mare with nothing special. Shaking her head at a nearby fly she continued on through the field of tall green grass, passing a few willow bushes on a creekside. There wasn't much in the Claiming Grounds and she knew that, but she also knew it was the only place where she was safe from rebels.
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Post by racechick on Aug 23, 2010 12:28:19 GMT -6
Silver Eclipse One, Two, Three. One, Two, Three. The rhythmic three beat gait of the lope rang in his soldiers, the tall ebony tipped towers swiveling to and fro. His head was low, nostrils flaring as he inhaled a deep breath. The air was clean, crisp, untouched. Exhaling, he continued. Again, his lungs filled, this time it was tainted. A mare's aroma engulfed the pure oxygen, a tender grin pulling at the sides of his velveteens. Mahogany pools examined the land, searching for the source of the perfume. It wasn't long before he spotted her, the brute slowing his pace to an elegant floating trot.
She was ebony mostly, but milky patches littered her. He slowed to a walk, slowly approaching. "Hello." He said, it was short, sweet, enticing maybe. "My name is Silver Eclipse." He introduced, dipping his crown before extending his muzzle. He didn't touch her maw, he would wait for her to reach the few inches between them.
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Post by shara on Aug 29, 2010 11:50:58 GMT -6
Keira wandered around the lands, hoping to find a place or horse of intrest. She was new to Horse Mountain and had absoloutley no idea where she was. All she knew was that there were many mares around, although few stallions. She spotted a mare and stallion talking and decided to walk over and find out where she was. "By any chance may one of you know where I am?" she asked the pair. She felt a little bit stupid by asking other horses where she was, she could easily find it out herself, if she knew how to.
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Post by racechick on Sept 6, 2010 23:45:21 GMT -6
Silver Eclipse Someone was interrupting them, but it didn't bother him. She was dainty, delicate, Arabian. Eclipse offered her a warm smile, studying her mass before he answered her question. Her shoulders were slender, chest small compared to his spacey muscled one, barrel flat, rump petite modest muscle lines down either side. "The meeting grounds ma' lady." His tone was rough, deep, but at the same time provocative. "May I ask your name?" He questioned, looking at Nica as she just stood there. She hadn't said a word, which kind of worried him, but he said nothing, just let a cool smile spread across his muzzle.
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Post by junebuggers on Sept 8, 2010 18:52:06 GMT -6
Nica looked up as the two other horses approached her, "I am Nica" she said quietly, she was a bit shy, but would come out of her shell once she got to know the brute. By the looks of it he was a Quarter Horse, a breed that was closely related to her ownbreed, the Paint horse. His pelt was the colour of grullo, a rare colour in the horse breed. Hers was a black tobiano, one of the most popular colors in her breed, except she was a minimal tobiano, which meant she had very little white markings on her body, along with quite odd leg markings on her front legs, one almost resembled a lightning streak.
She nodded her head to the other mare politely. She was a black arabian mare, she had a very slender body and a dished head. She seemed to have no idea where she was.
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