[Warlord] we could dream of something better

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[bg=000000] Buckskin lady traveled out of the caves. She was growing restless as her belly was large. She was hesitant to leave the safety of the caves. Being pregnant any danger was to much for her. This foal inside was the perfect math of DNA between her and Warlord. It was meant for something great she was sure and she would nurture it so. -Who knew Norml had a maternal instinct?- She moved much slower these days. Mostly walking with an occasional trot or canter. All the bouncing was to much when she trotted after a while. The canter was just uncomfortable with the bloated belly. It seemed like her legs were constantly bumping it. Not to mention that fact her ankles hurt and were swollen as well. - Poor thing, you did it to yourself- She trudged up the hill to the crest. The summer sun beat down on her earth toned pelt. She was sweating a bit and her chest lathered and foaming. She found her usual tree and cocked her leg. She listened for the familiar sound of the eagle's large flapping wings. It moved so gracefully in the air. She admired the large bird and chew the lush grass by her feet. - Will he be angry at her for being out here, in the open?- ”speech.” Featuring;; Norml ll 6 ll 15.2 ll American mustang paint ll Right blue, left brown ll buckskin overo ll Pets;;RAT - ferret, black grey white, male, young, cranky grumpy mean mischievous Tags;;Warlord Muse;;everywhere Notes;; figured we would just move on to a new post Credits;; Table by Its a secret; all images are copyright to their rightful owners [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]

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[Freedom]

[atrb=width,575,true][atrb=border,0,true][bg=040800] He had watched the mares from the shadows, and a thought rippled over his mind. Did she know how much he watched her? Sure, it looked like she was the one always following him, most of the time that was the case, but here he was now, in the shadows of the caves, watching her. His blue eyes fixed themselves on her bloated body, she used to carry herself with a certain air of grace. Now, she seemed to awkwardly attempt at different gaits, only to refrain back at a strange walk. When she slipped out into the sunlight, the shadowy stud did a unintentional grimace. Really? Norml, where you trying to irritate him? His tail lashed dangerously behind him as he watched her disappear into the blinding sunlight before him. As soon as she was gone, the dappled stag's ears spun around uncertainly before lurching his bulky frame after her. She traveled pretty far for a pregnant mare, although, her foal was his, and because it was related he was sure it would be a hell-raiser, even before it was born. He was already proud of it. When the wild stallion's shocking blue eyes first caught glimpse of the crest, he almost stopped right there. His mind went over the pros and cons of continuing to follow Norml to the harsh and horrid land. It was the first place they had met, he had to protect her, but it was so painfully hot. Then he thought of the predicaments, how exactly would he explain to Looking Glass that Norml was dead because he had followed her up until Eagle's Crest but stopped because it was 'too hot to continue?' With a dismissing flick of a tail, he continued a steady lumbering walk up and over to that damn dessert. She stopped, and only then did he realize the foaming sweat on her skin. She then closed her eyes, what exactly was all this for? Deciding to show himself and get a closer look, he lifted his convex head, and began his heavy wide walk towards the mare. His draft horse build was lit in the bright and painful light around him, when he spoke in mock disapproval. "Tisk tisk Norml. You should know better than this." He shook his head at her, with a very real frown over his lips. He now stood face-to-face with the round barreled stomached mare, the one with his child locked inside. "Speech" Tags;; Norml! Muse;; Good Notes;; Do I have something to say? || Warlord || Stallion || Seven || Percheron x Orlov Trotter || Dapple Grey (Passed onto Foals) || Black moon on shoulder || 16'1hh || Blue eyes || Respectable || Strong ||

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[madmare2003]

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[bg=000000] If only the brute knew just what the girl had been up to in the caves. Conversing, maybe even slightly flirting, with another male. He was worried about her being out here but since she was swollen with his seed it seemed to not matter if she was with another male. It irritated her just how much she put into him and was obsessed over him and yet he seemed to careless about her. However this foal in a way was like an upper hand. The summer heat beat down on her even in the shade. However there he was and that was what she wanted. She watched his large steps and build as he reached her at her perch upon the hill. He spoke in a way that demanded ones attention. Charisma I guess is what it is called. Her thorns flicked forth and were focused on his every word. He was the king in her world but that didn't mean she had to like him all the time. However he made her weak and it was unfortunate. ”And just what are you going to do? Punish me.” Featuring;; Norml ll 6 ll 15.2 ll American mustang paint ll Right blue, left brown ll buckskin overo ll Pets;;RAT - ferret, black grey white, male, young, cranky grumpy mean mischievous Tags;;Warlord Muse;;meh Notes;; life explosion sorry it took so long and its sucky Credits;; Table by Its a secret; all images are copyright to their rightful owners [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]

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[Freedom]

[atrb=width,575,true][atrb=border,0,true][bg=040800] Her stance and body on the hill made him nervous. She seemed confident. And well, rather pregnant. Which worried him the most. As far as punishing? Well that needed a response. "You know how much I hate the heat of day. The sun is my enemy. Yet here I am, the middle of Summer in the full blast of warmth. You have any idea what this means? It is quite the commitment Norml." Hopefully she would fully understand how much it meant. For him to trek all the way up here under the painful rays of sunlight just to make sure she was alright. His skin prickled and he twitched his withers, trying to free his hide of the biting insects that came in this kind of temperature. Another reason for staying in the caves and grassing by night. Norml really shouldn't be out here. Their child, her skin, the bugs... He narrowed his eyes and started at a trot, head held low in a snake, like lead stallions would do to herd their mares. "I've had quite enough of this Norml. Get into the caves!" His ears were flat of his head as he nipped at her hawks impatiently. The feeling of shadows from the small tree reminded him of where they had first met. Was this the place? Or was it another? "Speech" Tags;; You Muse;; Good Notes;; Sorry for taking forever and where have you beeen!? I've missed ya' here on MUSTANG! :C Credits;; Table by Wicked Sama; all images are copyright to their rightful owners || Warlord || Stallion || Seven || Percheron x Orlov Trotter || Dapple Grey || Black moon on shoulder (Passed onto Foals) || 16'1hh || Blue eyes || Respectable || Strong ||

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[bg=000000] Buckskin lady listened to his speech pointing out all his commitment. Her lips curved into a wicked grin and a giggle erupted from the bald face. The stud certainly was trying to make his point. The heat and the bugs were a little much but she had gotten what she wanted from him so she was delighted to say the least. She watched the dappled silver steed lower his head and snake around her as his studly duty. She kicked out as he nipped her hocks and slowly began to move off. It was kind of a waddle at this point with the ever growing pregnant belly. He may have proven some form of dedication to her but love would be shown in his patience and now more then ever he would have to be patient with the moody hormonal mare. Norml saw no reason what so ever to explain her actions to him. She did as she pleased plan and simple. Just as she had spoken with the other stud in the caverns. What was his name, oh yes, Revolver. She sneered at the thought. Honestly she had no interest in any other male besides Warlord. Now she just had to keep the brute on a leash somehow. Maybe the little filly inside her would be just the trick. ”Now where is the romance? Yes you followed me all the way up here to give me a speech and bite me. It's a wonder why I stay with you...” Her voice was filled with sarcasm. Though the words were meant to strike a nerve in him the truth was she could not imagine herself with anyone else. Featuring;; Norml ll 6 ll 15.2 ll American mustang paint ll Right blue, left brown ll buckskin overo ll Pets;;RAT - ferret, black grey white, male, young, cranky grumpy mean mischievous Tags;;Warlord Muse;;peeking from behind a tree Notes;; oh my life has gone up in flames my bf and i of 4 yrs broke up my horse got all tangled up in wire and cute himself good and now i have managed to hurt my foot. lol so yea. Credits;; Table by Its a secret; all images are copyright to their rightful owners [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true]

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[madmare2003]

she gave birth to riot so ill start a new post at the caves for them as a family theyll have to learn to respect each other a little now:-)

[Freedom]

Okay! This'll be exciting! Are you moving to Mustang v2? Warlord is going and it would be awesome if Norml joined his harem!!! ^^ Riot could join them too!