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Diablo
Diablo's cream-colored mane flew behind him as his gait much related to a brisk trot. He lifted his snout to the air to see if he could catch a whiff of a mare -- nothing. He continued, and still, nothing. "This is going to be harder than I thought," he mumbled to himself with a snort that seemed to flow out of his flared nostrils and cause a rumbling in his throat. His smooth chocolate coat was very easy to detect in the woods when usually at this time of year it was so flourished with foliage. He couldn't stand being here, considering he would much rather be on Tikal Beach, but unfortunatley for him, mares didn't go there very often. Okay, yeah, so he's a forcer. But that doesn't necessarily mean he doesn't have a heart. Sure he doesn't seem like it at times, but nobody tries to bring it out. He snorted and flicked the mane away from his forelock so it wouldn't pick at his eyes constantly.

[BayMickey]

~Stormy~
I walked into a clearing to see a stallion. I stood there cautiously. I shook out my palamino mane, but didn't move forward. I grazed a little. I raised my head and looked over the stallion. He was kinda attractive. I removed the thought from my head and backed up. I grabbed a apple from a tree and ate it. I occasionly looked back over to the stallion. I didn't want anything to happen.

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Diablo had finally caught an aroma of a mare lurking by. When he bobbed his head up to see if she was in sight, he saw a breath-taking mare. He smirked, but dropped it once he started to walk towards her. "Hey there." He spoke these words in a welcoming tone.

(Sorry its short... I'm braindead... Dang brainfart... )

[BayMickey]

(It's okay, mine wasn't that good.)

~Stormy~
"Hello..." I backed up a little more. I sent him a fake smile. I stopped and planted my feet. I took the smile off my face and gave him a stern look, telling him not to mess with me.

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Diablo gave her a bewildering look before tilting his head to the side. "Why so cautious?" He snorted softly as his eyes searched her body. She was very fit and slim; very healthy-- and stunning.

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~Stormy~
"I don't trust many stallions." I still remained in my spot. (Sorry so short)

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Diablo raised a brow and snorted quietly. "Why? Just because something happened in your past including stallions doesn't mean you can't chance something to happen with another," he spoke hastily.

[BayMickey]

~Stormy~
"Nothing happened with me, it was my mother." I snapped at him. "And I don't plan to have a foal anytime soon." i frowned adn raised my head to level out with his. "Thank you very much." I snorted and shook my mane again.

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Diablo nipped at her shoulder and snorted louder. "Since when did you get the idea I had any intentions of breeding with you?" Crap. Nice going, Diablo. You said it wrong.

[BayMickey]

~Stormy~
"I didn't until you just said that..." I said in a calm voice to not seem scared. Oh, was I though! I stayed put ans snorted again. "Dont' touch me either." I pinned my tail to my rump, but I doubted he noticed.

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(Can I join?)

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Diablo snorted and rolled his eyes. "Well, girly, I think you need to get your stories straight," he said with slightly narrowed eyes as his tail swatted his rump.

[BayMickey]

(Um, ^Rawr^, can wild join?)


~Stormy~
"Whatever." I stepped back once. I grazed a little then looked back up at the stallion. I kept a blank look on my face a turned, still with my tail pinned to my rump. I took another apple and ate it, still my back turned to the stallion.

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( Oh yeah xD.. Sorry I skimmed over her post )
(I think I'm going to do some of my posts in first person)

I stole a glance at her from time to time as I started to graze from an angled side of her. My tail blew to the left in the wind that created a whistling noise through the trees. It was always so brightful and serene here, and I hated that. I hated it when it was too flowery and plant-wridden.

[BayMickey]

~Stormy~
I remained grazing and noticed he was lloking at me. I let it fly. I began wondering why he stayed.

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Clara Beth-
I came running into the garden neighing to let every one know I was there.I then came to a sudden halt almost bumming into a stud,"Sorry"I said in a embarrassed tone."I'm Clara Beth."
3 of her pics-



See more of her pics at- http://www.cornerstoneranch.us/JustDreamOn_Photos.html

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I arched my neck in Clara Beth's way. I gave her a warm smile before a wink. "No problem," I said, "I'm Diablo." I cleared my throat and started to much on the spectacular again once more.

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~Stormy~
I turned when I heard a mare's voice. I gave her a look that warned her of the stallion before her. I looked at the stallion named Diablo. "I'm Stromy by the way."

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Clara smiled and put her head down to graze.I sall the mares look and quickly pinned my tail lightly.

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My eyes flickered from both of the mares before speaking. "Stormy? How unique," I said, and tried to hold back the words 'Guess that explains somethings.' I chuckled at how foolish that would've sounded and itched the back of my ear with my left hind leg.

[BayMickey]

~Stormy~
"No need to be sarcastic." I let my tail loose and let it swish around freely. "When I was little, I was white, now I'm not." I frowned at grazed a little more. I turned around since my tail was free.

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Clara-"I think she haves a cool name."I was now thinking the stud was being a bit rude because it was easy to tell he was talking about her personality so far but how could he judge that yet when he barley knows her.

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I sighed and flicked the mane from my forelock before dropping to the ground. I rolled in the dirt, kicking up clouds of dust once I stood. The dust was shook from my body as I vibrated my coat from side to side.

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~Stormy`
"Thank you!" I smiled at the mare then looked at Diablo. I gave him a "eck" look.

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I raised a brow at Stormy and chuckled. "Have you never seen a horse do this before? Listen babe, this is how horses get rid of numerous flies. It's called a 'dirt bath'," I said, not trying to be smart-alechy, but it sure sounded that way.

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