( I'm sorry Mr.Man78 but I - and maybe others- have no idea what you're doing. It's hard to understand.. ? Are you roleplaying a whole herd by yourself? )

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Renegade look at his sire."What do you care?Mom's gone and you only get mad at me,what use am I to you?Why don't you get rid of me now?So what is I die what do you care?!"The colt's voice had risen with emotion"You're probably gonna chase me out anyway!JUST GET IT OVER WITH!"He shot toward the herd,but pain lanced up his leg and he collapsed,a shuddering heap.

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Starshock >>Open

Starshock stomped her feet, looking for someone to tussle with. She ran around bucking and neighing like a rambunctious foal. She shook her mane swished her tail inviting some one to play with her. *Damn im so bored* she said laying down and started rolling in some dirt.

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Soltero . Stallion . 6 Years . Chief . Mentions: Renegade & Seeks assistance
Eyes near rolled into the back of the stallion's thick skull, an odd vibration produced by those carbon-colored lips before gaze returned to his colt. "If I did not care, I would not grow angry. My anger is the consequence of your poor behavior," he'd explain, although guessing these brilliantly-spoken words were falling upon deaf ears. A single hoof strayed from the Earth's surface thereafter, reunion made with a couple of weighty stomps. The beast's patience was being drawn towards its end. Renegade needed a motherly figure. Someone to instill confidence deep and on a more personal level than Soltero could provide.

In the following moment a lengthy sigh would find its escape, face being turned towards those surrounding herd members still active. Oh, please rescue me. Pause. Eyes closed, with a breath taken, patience gathered before he turned back to his son. "Stay until your wounds heal and your limp subsides. By then, you may decide whereas to leave or stay and train."

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Justice | Stallion | 12 years | Lookout

Justice tossed his head towards the herd that was a bit further head. "I noticed you hate being around groups." The older horse begins, ears twitching. "I figure you wouldn't mind staying here, if that will help you're nerves." Just replied, answering her confusion within her gaze. "I don't have to worry about you if you're close to me." He winked playfully, tail swaying with the wind.

He let his one visible eye wonder back, having a bad feeling within his bones. Soltero was taking far to long. Justice didn't like it. He breathed deeply, calming the shivers that rake throughout his body. Justice was eager to get things started. Like he said before it was far to quiet. He turn his dark gaze back to Whisper.

(I agree, I have no idea what you are doing with the uh band. It's quite confusing. please explain some more)

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Whisper | Mare| 4 Years old | Citizen


Her tail flicked with intrigued by the older stallion. He was allowing her in his space, to try to keep her comfortable and her nerves in check. It was a very nice gesture "Then, I will stay if you don't mind me here" she whispered, only to be taken aback by his playfully wink, but in a way it relaxed her slightly. As Whisper settled down, getting used to the company of another, her muscles relaxed, her features took on a more comfortable look.

This stance didn't last long though, as a soft breeze blew across her nose the scent of something lurking in the distance caught her attention. Now alert Whisper's head raised, ears forward, looking much like an alert doe then a horse. Her amber eyes turned Justice before she uttered a word. He seemed to be forcing himself to stay in a calm state, as if he to was worried about something.

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Soltero . 6 Years . Chief . Mentions: Justice, Whisper, Starshock, Otekah

After speaking with his unruly son the stallion's attention was quickly diverted back onto his claim of companions, cobalt limbs carrying him forward into the mix of them. First to be sought by the beast's gaze was, of course, Otekah. But upon observing the attention being given to her formerly confused filly, eyes shifted towards Starshock instead. Another rambunctious individual; however, alknowing of his own strengths and the present frustration behind them, .. he was self advised not to participate in her antics. A friendly nicker would be offered instead though before Soltero's attention finally fell onto the more distant pair of Whisper and Justice. The caramel steed longed to interrupt but back-burnered his desires, watching from a simple distance as velvet lips began to tear at the foliage below.

An occasional twitch from his beige flesh hinted towards the anticipation to begin moving, impatience to get on with something. Something eventful. Or perhaps he could convince Otekah to begin moving the lot of them. As this thought swam through the stallion's hungry brain a physical movement began again, his musculature forced into a progressive motion that carried him in a wide circle around the entire herd. Skull was snaked low, an occasional snort loosed, ears swiveling 'round that Stang-chiseled head in the most curious of manners. "Let us move on," he'd offer his opinion aloud, hoping such an idea would spark an interest in their leading lady's mind. Soltero himself tended to trail the family during relocation, a keen and watchful eye kept for any stragglers and/or oncoming dangers.

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Renegade lay his ears back at his father's retreating form,then tried to rise sinking back down quickly.He attempted once more,this time rising slightly.He finally forced himself up with a shriek of pain."Why did she chase me?I only wanted to play."He questioned the wind playing in the trees."I know!"He snorted,instantly lowering his voice"I'll hide during our relocation,Soltero won't notice,he'll be too busy with his "lead stallion duties"He went to take a step,then his leg collapsed underneath him once more.

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Otekah | Mare | 10 years | Queen

Otekah glanced at the buckskin Cheif as he began to herd the group of horses. Knowing what he was planning to do, the mare neighed loudly and advanced forward at a rapid trot. Several herd members began to collect around her, falling into normal herd formation with the sucklers in the center, citizens surrounding them from youngest to oldest, oldest being on the outside, and lookouts around the group, keeping dutiful watch. Onida kept up with her mother, wondering what the herd was doing.

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Vendetta| Mare | 6 years old | Shamaness


The return of the chief had not gone unnoticed as he rallied up the herd. But one was missing, Renegade. With a hefty sigh Vendetta moved away from the formation heading towards the Colts scent. It was not long before she found the collapsed colt. "Alright take it easy before you hurt yourself." Her tone was soft, as she made her approach. Gently she nudged her head under the colt. "Come on up you go, I can't help you if you do get up" her voice strongly resembling that of a mother's. It was the one she used to speak to her own foals when they were still around.

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Renegade looked at the kind mare.His look was desperate."I-I can't"He whinnied.He looked again and the desperation in his eyes melted."Mom...?"He nickered quietly before his head hit the ground.

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[If this was Renegade dying, a kick would not nearly do enough damage to kill him. I'VE been kicked by horses and the worst injury I received was a bad bruise. I doubt that Renegade's injury would have even bled.]

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[I'm at work for the next 2 hours. I won't be able to respond]

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(InsertCleverNameHere,He is not dying,he is bleeding from the bite on his flank and he is just seriously bruised.I've been kicked by a horse who hadn't been seen by a farrier in months and the hooves were uneven and I bled.I doubt a wild horse's hooves would be smooth and trimmed by a farrier every six weeks.Their hooves very well may be rough and draw blood,and he is just a yearling,if the full grown mare was mad enough her kick very well could have ruptured an organ or caused internal bleeding or broke bones or punctured or collapsed a lung,which WOULD kill a yearling,even a full grown horse)

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(Anybodies welcome to come and play a character,but yes I am Soltero,is that against the rules?They were all accepted)

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