Heart and limbs and blood all work together: your mind ticks away. Skin shakes. Suddenly very aware of every thing and the electricity which vibrates under your hide, which jumps from tendons and bones and curves through You. It is magic. There are others like You. And here, You roam the land Unbridled!
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SUMMER!
The current temperature ranges from 70-103 degrees Fahrenheit, or 21-40 degrees Celsius.
Foaling: Yes Breeding: Yes
Next season will be Autumn.
The season will change on the 1st of October.
Each season lasts one month in real life.
The seasons change on the first of every month. Foaling is allowed in all seasons besides winter.
Heart and limbs and blood all work together: your mind ticks away. Skin shakes. Suddenly very aware of every thing and the electricity which vibrates under your hide, which jumps from tendons and bones and curves through You. It is magic. There are others like You. And here, You roam the land Unbridled!
Newlife is talented in almost every area you can be when it comes to unbridled! Great RPER and beautiful manips! She is an awesome addition to Unbridled.
Starting a New Life « Thread Started on Jan 22, 2008, 3:37pm »
Strolling into the land was a powerful stallion. At his side wobbled a large black foal, with a protective looking mare at his side. Her ears were flat and she was bickering to him, "Even though he is not of your blood, he is still family!" She spat angrily at him. "How so?" Asked the stallion in a would-be calm voice, except that it was shaking with anger and confusion. He continued, "You gave him a name without me. You never even informed anyone in this land about this... this secret!" His voice broke halfway through and he finally sighed. "But no matter.. how is this... colt... related?"
Hesitating, the mare said, "Through Amaine." She said quietly and this made the stag stop dead in his tracks. His eyes glazed over with something one might think was tears. "He's my... nephew?" He sounded out slowly, as if it were his choice of being related to the youngster. Finally he sighed and said, "Well, you are my mare. And this is... officially... my only heir known to my eyes so... I will care for him. As soon as he stops the milk- which should be any moment now- he will remain in my care. He has to have a father figure, and since you have no intention of heading back to my brothers-" He stopped, breathing in deeply and closing his eyes, "-brothers herd... and you have no intention of becoming close with me in any way, then I have no choice. You will get to pick the herd you are in of neutrals. All are open except my own." He said quietly, yet firmly.
"Just as well. I had been meaning to ask if I could, anyway." Nightfall replied without hesitation. There were no tears, no broken hearts, none except the colt; who was staring, not understanding anything of what was being said. He nibbled on grass and found it to his liking, and started eating grass.
Sighing heavily, Sweet Nightfall knew it was time. Nuzzling her foal, she whispered, "You be a good boy, Justice. I promise to visit you every week, if not more often." She said softly, in almost a crooning tone. Borderline Justice, as the foal was known, lipped his mothers mane affectionatly and seemed to understand, but tears were in his large, chocolate eyes. And she nudged his rump, advising him towards his father.
And she turned, without a single word more and went off at a gallop. She stopped dead in her tracks about twenty feet off, for there, marked on a tree, was the scent of another; a lead. She did not look back. She just slowed to a walk and went forward, towards the stallion. Distantly, she heard her foals call but ignored it. He was on his own now. And it was time for her to start her life anew.