Horse Herd RP discussion
Midnight Herd
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Midnight glanced at the two horses as she grazed, making contented sounds. She chuckled softly at the little foal. "Watch yourself, little one. You could lose your balence," she whinnied. Midnight raised her head to watch them both.
Midnight neighed with laughter. "Okay, but prepare for defeat! Where should we race to?"
Midnight neighed again and galloped after the foal, passing her in a few quick strides and leaving her in the dust. She reached the tree and reared in triumph. "I win," she announced, smiling at Benti.
('Kay 'kay.)Midnight shook her head. "Not that, Benti. It's much too high for you. You may hurt yourself."
Midnight nudged the foal gently. "I know you are, but not so much so that you can jump that high obstacle. Listen to me when I tell you that it would be quite dangerous," she responded gently.
Midnight snorted in alarm. "Benti! No, stop!" She raced forward and tried to intercept the young foal, but failed.
Midnight hurried over. "I warned her..." She nuzzled the filly's injured hoof. "We need to get her in a comfortable open space, with the pressure off her injury," she informed Bijan.
Midnight did the same, up until Benti was in a large open area. She pushed a flat, warm rock over to the filly and gently took Benti's hoof and placed it on the rock. "She should be fine until she awkes," Midnigh whinnied. "We can only hope her hoof heals quickly, summer is approaching and that means we need new grazing grounds."
Midnight smiled a little. "She will heal," she reassured Bijan. "We simply must be patient."
Midnight trotted over and lowered her head to look the foal in the eyes. "How are you feeling, little one? You took quite a fall back there."
"You should rest," the mare advised. "Standing on your hoof would cause you great pain. Do you need anything, though?"
Midnight looked at Bijan. "Can you get her some water?" she asked. She looked back at the foal. "I only want what is best for you, Benti. And right now, that has nothing to do with standing up. It will be a few hours before I even let you attempt doing that," she nickered.
((Oh yeeahh...hm. I'll edit and say a few hours, lol!))
Midnight sighed. "Well then, try and go to sleep. You won't be able to feel bordom then," she whinnied.
Midnight looked around, her ears swiveling back and forth. He nostrils flared in alarm at a distant wolf howl. She looked at Bijan. "We may have to fight some wolves. Be ready, all right?"
Midnight nodded. "Of course," she said, trotting up to a hill to have a view of the surrounding area. She neighed worriedly. "They've scented us. Three of them. Prepare to defend yourself and your filly." She stood, ready to take on the wolves when they approached. If they wanted Benti, they'd have to get through her first.
((*head desk* STUID TIRED BRAIn! I'm sorry, Flame. You play Wolf 1. :P))
Midnight snorted angrily and stamped her hooves,ready to take the wolf on. She lowered her head tp charge if necessary.
Midnight whinnied and made to intercept the second wolf. She kicked out at Wolf 1 with her left front leg, aiming for his head.
Midnight kicked out at Wolf 1 once more and galloped towards Wolf 2, rearing and lashing out with her front hooves.
*woodsMidnight neighed, bucking in an attempt to kick Wolf 3 in the face. "Bijan!" she cried, her mane whipping wildly in the wind created by her speed. "Protect Benti!"
*thrashedMidnight nickered appriciativly. "Good job," she said.
(lol, like me!)Midnight snorted and looked at Bijan. "It's up to you to allow her to stand or not."
Myth galloped back in from the forest and into the clearing. He stopped beside Midnight. Nostrils flaring from exhaustion, he snorted, "I think the cougar's gone."((Can we pretend they saw a cougar, but he chased it off before he got to the herd?))
Myth whinnied back to Benti. "Hi Benti!" He stomped the ground and snorted. "The cougar is gone. What happened?" He asked, glancng at Benti.
((I'm going to assume mine's been accepted.))Sage was grazing eyeing for the cougar, she was the most distant from the herd and that meant easy pickings. Fear soon got the better of her and she shyly scooted closer to the herd. She had joined them about 6 days ago and was a tad bit nervous around them.
Myth sighed, "It only get harder, Bijan."
((This one. Bijan could take her in.))
Myth looked over at Sage. He whinnied and tossed his head, inviting her over. He raked the ground with his foot and whinnied again, tossing his head in a friendly way.
Sage smiled and galloped over. She was shy but she loved to be giddy and play a little.
Myth snorted and pawed the ground, his head down slightly. He smiled. "Why are you always away from the group, Sage?"
Sage suddenly stopped and said quietly, "I'm just shy. I haven't been in the wild since I was a foal...and my master just released me...it's all new..."
((*kneeled))Myth nickered, "You can come over here. It's okay."
((Yes, in a few.))Myth nodded. "Of course."
Sage smiled, but was still wary. It wasn't the horses she was worried about. It was basic survival 101 she was worried about. These horses knew what to run from, what to eat, what to do, and she didn't know a thing.
Myth looked around. "We need to move soon."
Sage just nodded. She would just have to follow what they did for the time being. She began to grazw quickly and then followed.
"We aren't leaving until Midnight thinks we should. This is one thingshe has control over. When and where we move. She guides us while I make sure all you mares stay with the herd," Myth explained.
Sage laughed softly. She stood up tall and went with the rest of the herd.
Myth eyed Benti playfully. "Oh yeah?" He trotted toward Benti and whinnied payfully, giving chase to the young yearling.
Myth loped slowly after Benti, keeping a distance from her.
Midnight snorted. "I'm sorry to inturpt your play, but I agree with Bijan. We should leave." She looked around and began to tot west, towards the long green grasses blowing in the warm summer breeze.
Myth skidded to a hault, nearly toppling over. "Sorry, Midnight. Yes, of course, let's get a move on."
Midnight roamed the plains, nickering quietly to herself. "I hope we can find some fresh pasture soon, the usual meadow is getting dry." Or like this?
Midnight: *roams the plains, nickering quietly to herself* I hope we can find some fresh pasture soon, the usual meadow is getting dry.))