im not that girl DROVER

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[bg=ddf0ff] The moon shone bright though it was not quit whole. She followed the stars trying to get a good look at them. They were up there teasing her, winking at her, all bright and shiny. She watched for the glint and glitter in between the trees searching for and open that would show her the whole picture of the night sky. Her short blue body bounced at the trot through the dense woods. Her mind was gone, she was paying no attention other then to the stars, she just HAD to see the stars and the moon. Finally the woods came to an end and there she was looking up at all the tiny glittering diamonds. -it was magnificent, the epitome of beautiful.- She had no idea where she was but she was content. Enough so she folded her legs beneath her and slowly lowered herself to the ground. Her orbs never left the night sky, she was in awe. - if only, this could last forever. - ”speech." Featuring;; ACiD ll four ll 14.2 ll American mustang ll amber ll blue roan ll Tags;;txep Muse;;.semi Notes;; could have been better but not to bad Credits;; Table by Its a secret; all images are copyright to their rightful owners [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]

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[atrb=background, img269.imageshack.us/img269/2430/middlecq.jpg] The brumby King was having a rather restless night, unable to keep his eyes shut without his mind racing Drover let out a heavy sigh. So much filled his thoughts they couldn't settle, his mind ran from his non-admitting of feelings to Lussuria, to getting members in his herd so it was worth having the herd. So far for sure he'd brought Phelsley, a pony sized male that was his friend, though not the most intimidating to other stallions to stay away. A gentle smile adorned Drover's lips thinking of his stumble friend and the goofy furball that followed him around, it'd be nice to have a friend amongst the mares once he got some. Lifting his chassis from the cool grass, extending each limb stretching himself out to be more limber. After shaking himself out and repressing a pointless yawn, the sorrel stud set forth to venture his lands. Not expecting to find anything out of the norm, already his mind was thinking to himself, oh he couldn't get his head to shut up. Shaking his skull with harks flopping side to side, "Please just quit it." He complained out into the black night. Staying to the woods skirting the edges of the territory saving the meadows for his return to where he'd taken attempt of sleep. Everything had been rather quiet and fine as expected nothing out of the usual as he was now leaving the line of the trees to enter one of the vast meadows the adorned his lands. Amber optics fluttering over the area, the australian paused in step seeing a dark figure curled up on the grass. Harks pricked in slight surprise to see another, as of yet not having anyone waiting in the lands to find. Raising his crown slightly giving out a soft nicker to give himself away not wanting to scare the other when he came close. Keeping at an even stride as he approached, by the auroma that filled the area around the other equine suggested a female. Smiling warmly seeing her gazing at the map of shining dots above, "Excuse me Miss, I don't mean to interupt you. Is everything alright?" his australian accent gental and caring, Drover was truly trying not to seem like an ass to anyone he met. He knew acting as such would get no respect that he'd prefer to have. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Drover/4yrs/Sorrelchestnut/16.2hh/Australian Brumby Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by FOREVERPAIN; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[bg=ddf0ff] The stars twinkled and glittered and winked. They were soft and sweet yet strong and courageous at the same time. A nicker and a voice broke the silence of night that had surrounded the sky hued lady. She snorted and gave a light cheerful whinny back. Her mind seemed somewhere else though. Off with the stars maybe, floating about the Milky Way. His accent, it was attractive, his voice was friendly. The smaller femme looked up at him with a puzzled look upon her face. What could this handsome brute want to do with her short stout lunatic of a self. She remembered it was spring and it clicked. Suddenly she went out the defensive and jumped up as quickly as she could backing up once her feet were under her. ACiD, and a foal, there would be no way. She could hardly care and watch after herself. There was not a way in hell she could take proper care of a foal. Her auds tilted forward and she did not say a word. Her body trembled slightly out of fear. She could very well be on his land which meant she was not in a good position at all at the moment. Her eyes watched him as they filled with questioning. She still did not speak. What was she to say? How was she to reply? She gathered herself, her spaz of a self, just long enough to spit out a sentence or two in a way the brute could understand. ”I’m fine. I did not mean to stumble on to your land, I assure you I want no trouble and will be leaving as soon as you show me the way out." Featuring;; ACiD ll four ll 14.2 ll American mustang ll amber ll blue roan ll Tags;;Madmare. Muse;;. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by Its a secret; all images are copyright to their rightful owners [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]

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[atrb=background, img269.imageshack.us/img269/2430/middlecq.jpg] From the maiden's gentle whinny of answering his nicker to her sudden defense stance and stepping away alarmed and surprised the sorrel stallion. As far as he knew he'd done nothing to suggest he'd cause harm to the blue roan mare, was it just the fact he was a male like so many other mares had reacted? A look of confusion dropped with harks slipping back as his head dropped a bit with a sigh, "Please I am not here to hurt you, or take advantage of you...." His amber eyes looked back up at her, tracing over her tense body, seemed ready to run at the first chance she got. Drover didn't like it how mares always took their hate of stallions out on him with out giving him a chance. "I am Drover, I am Lord of these lands but I'm not here to press you against your will. I'd rather much offer this place as home and shelter, protection to mares. No obligation to bare foal unless one wants to." The Brumby explained earnestly not willing to show her the way out yet, hoping to convince her to stay. Last thing Drover wanted was to be a barbarion of a lead to always be force claiming and breeding his unhappy mares, he'd rather them come to him in respect and love. The fact in point they'd know they could trust him to keep them protected from outside brutes that have no mercy and treat them worse than the mud that stuck to their hooves. The stallion was determined not to be like that and wanted to prove it. Keeping his distance the stud controlled himself well from any urges that may want to drive him crazy durring this season. And not wanting to scare the maiden off anymore than already done. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Drover/4yrs/Sorrelchestnut/16.2hh/Australian Brumby Character Log;; click! Tags;; Who are you? Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by FOREVERPAIN; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[bg=ddf0ff] Blue lady watched him while he talked. He did not budge and in fact seemed to block her in a bit. However, his eyes showed sympathy. ACiD did not hate studs. In fact, she had little reason to dislike one or not to trust one. However, on the same note she had never had a reason to like or trust one either. Her body was short and round. Her main was thick but short too. She was not beautiful like the other mares. She did not have long legs with a spotted body or striking blue eyes. She was ugly to tell the truth. She saw no reason for the stallion to want her to stay. His words seemed unreal. At least he wasn't trying to feed her lies and bull shit like telling her she is pretty when she's really not. The mare snorted and sighed then looked the big brown brute square in the eye with a sudden surge of confidence. -you fool, dont look at his eyes he'll know!- ”I am ACiD, but tell me why should you want me here at all. I have nothing to offer you and I'm not good looking so do explain yourself." Featuring;; ACiD ll four ll 14.2 ll American mustang ll amber ll blue roan ll Tags;;Madmare. Muse;;. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by Its a secret; all images are copyright to their rightful owners [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]

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[atrb=background, img269.imageshack.us/img269/2430/middlecq.jpg] The blue maiden seemed to finally calm down a bit and not coward away from him as he spoke. Returning her gaze catching that she looked straight at him, alright yes she didn't have the lush body of Lussuria the mare he intended to be mates with. But what were looks if there was no personality, that's only way one caught Drover's attention was personality. Holding his tongue considering her words and direction question. Nothing to offer? This confused him, did she not like the company of others to talk to or enjoy time with? Breathing out slowly studying her. Taking a deep breath in the australian boy spoke gently again, " Want? You make it sound as if I see you as an item to use. No. Acid I would just like your company in this land, take as a refuge and I will keep you safe from stallions that only want to use you. Friendship?" He gave the offer to her explaining himself best he could, yes lead stallions wanted mares in their herds who wouldn't? But as of now he would not tolerate forcing them to be there against their will. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Drover/4yrs/Sorrelchestnut/16.2hh/Australian Brumby Character Log;; click! Tags;; MadMare Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; So short I'm sorry Credits;; Table by FOREVERPAIN; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[bg=ddf0ff] Blue fae was eased a bit. But she was always on edge. She always felt a little paranoid. Her amber eyes watched the brown stud. He spoke and she listened but still. There certainly must be some sort of catch to all this. Her ears twitched and she heard a bird singing. Her mind wondered off with the rhythm of it. So soothing to her little auds. Her short fat body relaxed even more. But then she remembered the stud before her and jerked back to reality with her body tensing again. ”There is no catch? Be honest." Featuring;; ACiD ll four ll 14.2 ll American mustang ll amber ll blue roan ll Tags;;drover Muse;;sloppy Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by Its a secret; all images are copyright to their rightful owners [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]

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[atrb=background, img269.imageshack.us/img269/2430/middlecq.jpg] Retreating a few steps giving the blue roan maiden more space to breath and move, Drover dipped his head knowing he was a stranger to her still. "No Catches Miss ACid. Only loyalty to the herd." He expressed himself full emotion in his amber hues that gazed into hers. "I don't tolerate other stallions breeding the mares but if it is a specific request with a good reason I will allow it. But no outside of herd breeding, though I will not force myself upon you at any time. " Giving more clarity of expections of his members, but yet not being forceful with it all. Giving even more room to her retreating encase she still wanted to leave, he'd respect her wishes even though inside he wanted to keep her around. "If you want you may leave as well, I will not force you from here even if you do not want to be apart of the herd." The Australian Brumby had calmed himself since his first year of being elgible for the ladies. Before when he was two he could barely keep himself steady in the presence of a mare let alone talk in such calms supressed words. The excitement was there but from quick learning he knew such coltish actions would chase off mares and fillies quicker than a tail swatting at a fly. ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Drover/4yrs/Sorrelchestnut/16.2hh/Australian Brumby Character Log;; click! Tags;; Madmare Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Really trying not to make a wrong move on Drover's part. haha. Credits;; Table by FOREVERPAIN; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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[bg=ddf0ff] the wind blew me away and my mind went with it it was beautiful and mad graceful and enraging The short blue mare watched his mouth as they formed the words. He was honest she felt. However the nerves came naturally to her. Trust did not. She had never really known a reason to trust. In fact, if any thing she had been taught her whole life not to. That's funny how your whole life experience all seems to add up to this one moment. But ACiD found herself realizing she had no idea how she had gotten here. She had no memory of her arrival to MUSTANG, though she had been here a while. She had simply been floating about the other equines like a shadow in the mist. They hardly paid any mind to her. Sometimes she wondered if she in fact was dead just floating about with them. This males obvious acknowledgement and interest in her was a first. She still wasn't sure how to deal with it. ”And your herd will just accept me like that no problem at all." when i tried to reach for it, grab it pull it in, it just kept going never to return. Featuring;; ACiD ll four ll 14.2 ll American mustang ll amber ll blue roan ll Tags;;txep Muse;;frizzled frazzled Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by Its a secret; all images are copyright to their rightful owners [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]

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[atrb=background, img269.imageshack.us/img269/2430/middlecq.jpg] This mare was quite different from most he'd met, there was no denying she was not of the same beauty many others had. Drover could tell from the first moments he'd met this maiden she was not use to that of male attention in any sorts and was sketchy about it. Perhaps means she acknowledged the fact she wasn't gifted to be as beautiful as other mares on the outside, Drover could attempt just as a friend to see the beauty undernieth her blue husk. He desided then infact to make sure he would know each of his members of the herd on a more trusting friend level than just a breif acknowledgment of them. Having thoughts of this before now with her presence ensured he wanted such a relationship with each, knowing it'd create an even stronger bond within the herd itself. "If they defy accepting you then I will deal with them personally. There is no reason you should not be accepted." Drover's lyrics firm and undoubting. There was no way he'd let his herd prey on others making them seem like they are less, no it just wouldn't happen. After all he already was keeping an I out for his short friend Phelsley so none picked on the stallion for being vertically challenged against the rest. "Everyone is to be treated equal, and if they have a problem with this. They will be dismissed." ”Speeeeech!” Featuring;; Drover/4yrs/Sorrelchestnut/16.2hh/Australian Brumby Character Log;; click! Tags;; Madmare2003 Muse;; Not Terrible. Notes;; Do I have something to say? Credits;; Table by FOREVERPAIN; all images are copyright to their rightful owners

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