(Shoot I didn't know that. I hope you don't die Titus)

Ivy | Mare | 5yrs 4m | Mentions: [Indirectly] Ruffian & Titus

The large bay mare whinnied loudly, stamping her hooves against the hard earth. She was exhausted but she refused to give into the evil humans. She threw herself into the barring of the pen, groaning in pain as it dented. Ivy tossed her head aggressively when a human climbed into the pen. She bared her teeth, ears flattened against her head, eyes wide with fear and rage. As she caught her breath, the mare looked around outside the pen to all the gawking humans. One of them had wandered to close to the fence, giving Ivy a perfect opportunity to teach them that no matter what, she wouldn't be broken. She charged at the fence, throwing her full weight against it. It didn't do much damage but it did do enough to scare the man.

Delia Marwood | Female | 25yrs old |Mentions: All Wild Horses & Feliza

Delia parked her truck and climbed out, her eyes never leaving the trailer. She watched from afar as they herded the wild horses out of the trailer and into a pen. She did notice when they struggled to unload an Appaloosa mare who was hellbent on staying inside the trailer. She watched silently as the mare finally bolted.

Acheron || Stallion || Mentions: Feliza, indirectly other wild horses.

The stallion felt eyes on him making his coat twitch. He raised his head in search of the source. It didn't take him long to find the culprit. It was an Appaloosa mare who looked away nervously. He snorted lowering his head as he eyed her. She didn't pose a threat to him so he wouldn't bother her. Deep down, very deep down, he felt for her, for all of them. They were taken from their paradise into hell to do the humans bidding. He looked around the padlock finally noticing he was one of the only stallions around, surrounded by furious mares. Acheron made a mental note to stay away from the other stallions for now. Even he knew fighting was not an option at the moment. Of course, that didn't mean they were safe from him. He smirked at the wicked thought.

His instincts started to peek out, urging him to approach the mares. He snapped at the air in annoyance. It was a horse's nature to seek out others for comfort and companionship. He fought it for so long, he was becoming tired. Acheron begrudgingly steps closer to the Appaloosa mare. Without a word, he struts over offering safety in numbers. No human would dare try anything with them together. His head bobbed up and down with each step. He neighs softly, attempting to sound as non-threatening as possible. The last thing he needed was a startled mare attacking him.

Titus || Human || Mentions: Ruffian

He knew sitting there long would stir the other horses occupying the padlock, but he couldn't help himself. Besides, he could escape easily if they showed any signs of aggression. He breathed a sign of relief when none moved to attack. They seemed to be distracted with the others. All he wanted was the dirty mare before him. She seemed to only focus on him as well. Good. He wanted her full attention. He crawled forward just a smidge muttering lowly.

"You don't wanna hurt a pretty face now do ya?" He joked, growing slightly impatient. He needed to clean the blood off before the flies eat at her. He waved the dull cloth in front of him. "Come on." He whispers. A sudden idea came to mind. Digging into his pocket, he pulled out a sugar cube and placed it on the ground before him. Perhaps that'll get her curious.