Like Mother like Daughter (closed)

[Trechery]

She stands just an inch or so under her mother same head carriage of a proud noble mare only difference between the two is her mother's breeding is of pure blood where as her's as her mother's old herd called it was treachery of the breed they labeled her an unfit foal who shouldn't be allowed to live. So her mother took her out of the herd and raised her as a solo mare with no herd to call their own that lasted for a long 4 years yes there were stallions that tried to claim the pair but her mother had nothing to do with it and so began the life of this young mare.

Her golden body floated across the area as she made her way in towards the center, she had heard her mother's call earlier but didn't go to her for it was time to be on her own with her own herd. Giving a sigh she looked around wondering if there were actually stallions out there that would want a mare like her. "Mother I hope you find your rainbow that you deserve and I find mine." She spoke towards the sound of her mother's call before walking off towards a few trees to stand under.

[Brave Angel]

Brave sighed as he could hear calls from all around him. He knew that Angel and the others wouldn't be found by him and so he had to accept that and move on. Lowering his head, Brave started to graze, trying to keep his mind off the now two families that he had now lost. One to humans and the other just because of his stupid self. 

Lifting his head, he let out a call of his own and sighed when he didn't hear any answer back yet. Not knowing what to do, Brave lowered himself down and rolled in the snow. He loved the snow to a point and it seemed like this year he would not be playing hide and seek with the 2 year olds or with Knight whom was a master at the game.

[Njenyi]

The stallion's call had been what caught his attention, but he quickly moves his gaze from the other male to the palomino mare he sees standing in the center is the Feild. She is alone, so Njenyi approaches.

His own mixed heritage is more than apparent, though his striking looks are the result of the hybridization of species, not merely breeds. The red and white stallion possesses both his mothers stripes and his father's spots, and the semi-upright mane that flops against his neck on the cold winter day is more his mother's than his sire's.

Passing by the black bay stallion who is standing alone and calling for no one who seems interested in answering, Njenyi stops beside the palomino mare. Beside is a relative term, really, as he presses his chest forward against her shoulder, attempting to push her toward to the Gemstone Ridge while nipping at her neck in a clear claim. "Mine," he says, and while his voice is rough from lack of use it is not harsh, nor is his expression cruel. She belongs to him now, and he will keep her safe and content in exchange, as is the way of all herds.

[Trechery]

Trechery watched the stallion as he rolled in the snow she had thought about rolling in the snow but it was something she really wasn't found of she liked the cold but not to sure about the snow at times but it did take her back to when her and her mother would run and play like foals when the fresh stuff hit the ground.

She was in deep thought when she felt a push against her shoulder pull her out of her memories she had went back to. Giving her tail a few flicks of aggravation she took a few steps forward moving off the pressure she was feeling from the stallion. "Ok." Her ears flicked about as she moved off to a faster walk then what she was moving at before.
(Sorry been trying to come up with something the past two days)

Trechery

Blood of our Fathers

[Njenyi]

i'll post in the gemstone ridge in a few minutes