Ok, for some reson this pop into my mind, so I decided to try it out. Right now the wild mustange herd is in the plains area of somewere. You play as a horse in this, descriping their relationships with eachother. Please post a bit of the horse you will be playing.

Name: Tyonia
Age:4
Color: Chesnut
Markings: White stripe going down her face


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Tyonia stood grazing on top of a hill, watching other horses in the herd, eating also. Her ears moved hearing other horses moving, and talking about with eachother. Tyonie snorted as her friend stallion came near were she was eating.

(Would anyone like to be him? Or I could.)

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(No, but I'll play a female horse....)

Name: Feanar

Description: Silky black coat with a long, flowing black mane and tail. The black has a reddish-gold tint when the sun hits it just right. Her eyes are an odd blue, that look like fire and ice mingled.

Breed: Morgan

Background: Born from a pure black mother and dark red father, names unknown. They were both killed by mountain lions, and she found this herd and was accepted into it. Is now three years old and very high-spirited.

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

Name: Hareth
Color: palomino
Description: golden body with lighter mane, brown eyes and about 15.2 hh
Breed: Quarter Horse
Background: trained in Rohan, but after the war was set free...

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Bredol
stallion
color:a coppery red with a cream mane and tail
a white blaze down nose

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Bredol pranced around for no reason just being happy Bredol was still young about two years old.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Tyonia sctratched Striders hip, his sweet spot. As she did, Stroted extender his nek and rubbed his head, againse Tyonia, butt. She smaked him with her tail and snorted "Behave."

(Strider is a bay, much like Brego.)

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Feanar stood on a hill that overlooked the plains, watching the sun getting ready to set. A fly landed on her flank and she switched it away with her tail. With a snort she turned and walked away, the sun holding so much interest for only so long.

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

Tyonia herd something, and both her and Strider turned in that direction" Humans" he snorted. " Lets warn Blast."

Blast was the Herd leader, and big black draft. They told him about what was comming, and he told them to move out the herd. Tyonia And Strider worked together to the back of the Herd, pushing them to fallow the Galloping one's in The frount, Let by Blast.

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Name: Crystia
Age:3
Color: white
Markings: greyish star marking on her forhead, and white socks on her forlongs. Greyish mane and tail
History: A rare beauty one of the only white mares in the herd. She is elegant when she gallops or canters. Since she is white, men see her easily. That makes her one of the must sought after horses. Though one of them she is also faster than mares should be.
Personality: kind but very stubborn sometimes to the herd leader. She is to sure of herself. But she also is very gentle.

(can I join?)

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<center>*The Horse-Hearted AU Gentlewoman*
Back from a long time.

^ Limwen

^ Eldarwen (sis)

(welcome!)

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(Thanks! )

Crystia sniffed the air. She smelled human. Great just when I was about to take a bite of that clover. She had been away from the herd so she wasn't in the band that was driven away.

"There's that horse again men."

She turned her eyes upward to see them. Twitching her ears slightly. Crystia burst into a full gallop.

"Nuts. She's getting away. After her." The lead man said.

She looked behind her seeing them coming up close to her flanks. She broke into top speed. Is this what I get for not being with the others. Blast was not going to be happy.

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<center>*The Horse-Hearted AU Gentlewoman*
Back from a long time.

^ Limwen

^ Eldarwen (sis)

(I loooove horses )

Name: Dawn
Color: light dapple grey
Description: Delicate arched neck, common to an Arabian mare, with a long silky silver colored mane, and a high arched silver colored tail.
Breed: Arabian
Background: A wild and untamable mare, escaped from a manhandling trainer
Personality: Has a nasty habit of retaliating when it comes to humans, going out of her way to make sure they regret even going near her. Hot tempered and constantly rebelious.

Dawn pranced and tossed her mane wildly at the smell and sight of the humans. She whinnied, urging Crystia to hasten. humans... I could teach them a lesson not to chase after her... when she had the chance, she broke away from the herd and began galloping towards Crystia

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Crystia burst out in more speed close to out running them. I am in big trouble. She thought. She noticed her friend Dawn not to far off.

She winnied. "Dawn get out of here or they'll get you. Don't worry about me." She said then added with a little to much confidence. "No human has ever out runned me."

She flexed her muscles making them ripple under her coat as she made her way toward the herd.

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<center>*The Horse-Hearted AU Gentlewoman*
Back from a long time.

^ Limwen

^ Eldarwen (sis)

Dawn stood, stomping her hoof as Crystia and the humans came closer. She snorted and whinnied, (OOC: "Run, Crystia, Run!" hehehahahoho *falls over in a fit of laughter* I'm sorry... I just couldn't help saying that *more laughter* ok, retake... ) Dawn whinnied to Blast, hoping to get his attention to the trouble.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Feanar turns, sensing the men not far off. With a flick of her ears she trots back to the group, going over to Blast and nudging him with her nose. When he turns around, she jerks her head in the direction of the humans and snorts as if to say 'Well, what're ya gonna do about it?!....'

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

Name: Black
Age:2
Color: black and white
Markings: snip
other:Black is at the stables with the people and the people at the stables abuse him.

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The horse reared in his stall. "Do you think we can brake him in". A stable hand said. Black reared again as the boy sliped a bit into his mouth. Throwing a saddle on his back the boy mounted. "There we are did't hurt abit did it" The boy said kicking him sides now he was running up behind a horse. The horse infornt of him truned the other way. "Lazy horse". The man said as they reach the stables. The young two year old. Have toward the man and boy unsaddle him. He layed in the closed pasture. Wacthing the the pack of wild horses. Wishing that he could be one of them.

(how was that)

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The Quiet A-U Gentlewomen

(Good.) Blast turned to to side and reard, watching the herd run bast them. Tyonie stoped on the dime, and ran toward Dawn and Crista, Rearing as she stoped at the half way mark.

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