Wild horses Role Play

(( yup, and if you guys don't mind, please do double brackets!!And I got an e-mail this morning that I was welcomed into the writers group.))

Hope looks at him and laughs. "Your affrade of carnivores?" She asks playfully. Where she comes from, stallions impress mares by being the one to have beat-up the most wolves or bears. "But if this calms you down," she continued. "I don't think that there are any carnivores in the woods." She then started to walk over to the forest, and beckoned them to join her.

Clyde now says " Well, maybe if you saw a giant viper kill your and then eat your mother/father/guardians/herd a when your only a baby,then maybe you would be afraid of them" He then gallops behind you.

"What a tragic story!" Hope mocks. "Please, you just wait till you here my story." She then trots off into the forest.

"If you keep going in that attitude" say's Clyde " I am gonna beat the living daylights out of you"

Hope looks at him with evil eyes. "If you want to role," she says. "I'll role..." She comes over and looks at him with bad girl eyes, and prances around him, but with a predator like twist. "You know what," she says. "Your a good guy, I can see it. I won't hurt you, but heres a piece of advice. Mares don't like stallions with a bad rep. for beating up mares, and neither do I, nor allow it..." She goes over to talk with the other stallion, ((WHO HAS NOT PLAYED IN TWO DAYS!! Were are you, BoyMac!!!))

Clyde looks around while Hope talks to the smaller stallion.Clyde then notice the humans are gone but he thinks nothing of it.He then notices some branches moving and the crunch of leaves,then observes some shadows.Clyde then say's "You guys...."

Hope hers Clyde's words. "Please don't tell me your gonna spook..." She sees what he means about the branches. "Just let me handle it," she whispers. She inches tward the bush, tail up high in the Arabian stile and cougar eyes focused.

The shadows come into focus,and we see humans.But not the normal ones.These humans have different clothes.Clyde stares at them as they pull out a thin piece of metal out of their vehicle and looks at Clyde,the smaller stallion and Hope.They looked liked they were going to strike any minute.Clyde wonders if he should tell Hope...who had gone towards them...

Hope sees the humans, and has a flash back. She saw her family, back in Arabia, being huddled into the box. They were at a rodeo, and it looked like her parents weren't in danger. Until she reliesed they were in a "wild" horse race. She screamed at her mom to come back, she didn't care about her dad. He deserved to die anyways. Her mom looked at her, screaming words she didn't hear back then over the noise, but over the years she figured out what they were. "Don't come in here, don't. Find Garious, find him." She still didn't know who Garious was, but she new it was probably better if she found out. She felt the ground move under her, and she looked over to see Clyde behind her, almost ready to jump out and drag her into the woods. She heard a gunshot, then felt pain in her side. She ran to Clyde in a bolt of fear, then rested on his shoulder. Why is it always me? She asked herself in irony.

Clyde thinks fasts and covers you up before the humans come.He then charges as the humans prepare to shoot him and runs into them.However.......(finish the rest)

... The human sees Clyde then jumps at him, spooking Clyde and he runs off, but then he thinks, What am I doing? What does this look like to the others? He turns around in a bold move, and charges the human with long, powerful strides. The human tries to shoot but then misses Clyde, and he runs. "Too late!" Clyde nays as he puts his head under the man, and lifts him onto his back and bucks, throwing him almost fifteen feet away. Clyde prances a little, then looks at the other men. "You want some more?" He snorts and they trip themselves as they try to get into the bushes, but Clyde decides they need more incoragment, so he bucks one into the bush. "Don't you know we are an endangered species!!" He nays as they run away. He then looks at the other horse. "How da ya like THAT." He says with pride, but then remembers Hope's ingury. He canters over to Hope and sees her side. "Are you OK?" He asks. "I'll be fine, but I think I do need medical attention..." Her voice slips off as she faints. "Can you blame her," Clyde says as he lifts her onto his back and starts for a waterfall he heard about earlier. ((Was that OK with you MO, or was it not Clyde?))

((I'm ok with all of it except the snort bit.I hate snorts.))Clyde walks towards to the waterfall while keeping out of sight of the injured humans,who were getting back up.He begins to trot along and begins to see a small flow of water.The waterfall should be around here somewhere.He trots along some more,being careful not to troy to fast so that Hope doesn't fall off.

Hope starts to awake from her slumber, then realizes theres no need to. She doesn't know the stallion yet, but feels comferterbal with him. She never feels that.((Sorry, it was more of a muscular snort, do you like tat?))

((If it's a snort,i hate it.)) Clyde follows the water trail as he notices some movement on him.She must be awakenedClyde slows down slight so she won't fall of if she moves to much.He then notices the land going upwards slightly.He trots upwards slowly as so Hope doesn't fall off.

She feals him move a little, then tries to get comfy. She hurts bad, and sees blood on her side. "Clyde...." She tries to say. "Clyde.... help........." She heaves and takes a deep breath. "Clyde!" She coughs.

Clyde hears Hope and answers back."What do you want help with?" ((Sorry i can't really think of something for Hope to say right now,it's night here in Scotland and i'm slightly tired))

"I think I'm losing to much blood....." Hope whispers. ((Hay, Maggie, ya, you. Why don't you just go to bed. Were I'm from its just past noon, but I can wait till tomorrow to play. Oww!! What?! Crap! My footy just fell asleep! Dang!))

((Maggie! What the hell are you on? Crack? Cocaine? Anyhow it's just about 9-10pm here.Not that late.)) Clyde gallops along and finds the waterfall.He lets Hope lie on the ground as he pours some water over the wound,while watching out in case the humans have followed them.Nope.Nthing out the ordinary

((OK, sorry! I didn't mean to offend, but I like the nick-name. Hehehe!))

Hope looks pale, and sees Clyde ((Maggie! )) splashing water on her. "Wait," she says. "Help me into the pool."

((Why must you insult me like this)) "Ok then" Clyde drags Hope in to the water fall,.He notes that it's been hours since he last had food."Is that better?" asks Clyde.

((I'm not insulting, just playing. I'm sorry if I offended, that better? Hehehe! No, really. I am. Just think its a funny nick-name! And its even better that you hate it... Lighten Up!))

Hope looks with appreciation. "Yes, its very nice." She musters. "You know,....." she couldn't say anymore, too tired.

Clyde wathces as she falls asleep again.He pulls her out of the water a bit so Hope doesn't drown.He walks slightly to the left as he thinks about why the humans wanted to kill them.They brought us here,and then they tried to kill us.Why?

Hope sleeps like a rock, but inside shes trembling. In her dream, shes being chased by rouge stallions. Their leader, named Dark Night. He was a big stallion, a Perchon to be precise. He was an old enemy, and she had gained a hate for stallions thrue him and the time she spent on his sanctuary, or the Little Creak sanctuary. Their were many friends their, but yet many enemies. The story she got from one of the older stallions was that he was once a very respected stallion, but then gained greed and wanted the most mares he could find. He made a rebellion and now hes the mot feared stallion on the ranch and is known to kill foals and yearlings he could find that weren't is own. He had raped many mares, and she was one that he prized. She had raised little young for him, but that didn't stop him from having fun with her. She was treated like a slave at times, but he didn't encourage that. But that didn't mean she was always comfertbal. But when she left, he didn't let her leave without a present. She now might be pregnant, but it was unlikely. But at this point in her dream, which she had often, he was about to drag her into a room, and she new what happened there. When she came out, she was usually covered in new wounds, to add to her scars. Later in the dream, which was about a ten months long in her dream timer, she gave birth to a foal, which later died at the hands of Night just because she wouldn't let him touch her. And he dream went on, for about four hours, until...... "GET OFF YOU JERK!!!" She raised frightened but then fell to the pouned unable to hold her weight. "YOU CAN'T HURT ME!" She screamed again, but this time a bit more unashured. As she got her scenes, she asked, "What time is it?... Were am I?..... Wait!" She coughed again. "It must have been the dream...." She whispered making sure that they didn't hear her.

Clyde ,who had wondered off to get some foodheard the screams,however he thought they were just birds doing something.Weird.He goes back to Hope and sees here eyelids beginning to move.

"Clyde," Hope sees him. She thinks that he heard her scream. Just won't bring it up, she thought. "Where did you go?" She coughed.