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Doolin's Journey
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  Doolin perked his ears as a piercing whinny echoed over the nearby hills. His legs sprung into action, and as he picked up the pace, he quickly checked to see if the mare and foals trailing after him had matched his gait. Moving into a steady canter, the stallion made his way toward the direction of the whinny. He could hear Anise huffing a little as he moved, and he flinched internally as he thought about her increasingly deteriorating condition.
Making his way down into a nearby draw, he saw a spotted stallion with three mares. As near as Doolin could tell, they were just talking... so far. As the four moved closer, the horses' conversation drifted to them.
"Come on ladies, You know you can't resist," the spotted stallion snorted, moving a few steps closer to the tall white and red mare. She raised her well-made head in defiance, long forelock draped messily over her features. Snorting loudly, she turned to kick at the stallion, hind end bouncing in warning. He refused to react, however, and raised his tail triumphantly, trotting around the three. An older grayish mare seemed to have trouble moving, and her left hind leg was scarred badly. The muscles seemed to be weak, and she walked with a noticeable limp. She tried to make her way away from the stallion, but he continued his path around the mares and stopped in front of her.
"You can't run, old lady," he exclaimed, a sick grin crossing his features, "You have to come with me, now."
All the foreign horses looked up as the hoofbeats of Doolin, Anise, and the foals could be heard. Anise stopped short, but Doolin kept running, barreling into the younger stallion. A gasp escaped the spotted form as he fell to the ground, and he rolled helplessly trying to rise. Doolin bit into anywhere he could get a hold of, including the stallion's shoulders and hindquarters. Clumps of hair came out of the spotted stallion, and pausing, Doolin spat fiercely to remove them. While he was occupied, he felt a tearing sensation through his front left foreleg, and could hear the snap of the stallion's teeth as they slid from his flesh. He yipped, although the area was numb with adrenaline. He flattened his ears and pursued the stallion as he scrambled up from the ground. Stomping loudly, Doolin snorted after the nobody of a stallion, watching his muscles bunching as he ran from the chaos. He stood for a moment as the stallion fled, and then found himself huffing as the adrenaline of his first actual fight wore off.
  Realizing he had charged into the horses' meeting with no purpose or reason, he turned to the three mares, embarrassment crossing his features. He took a step forward, and a jolt went through his front leg. His step faltered a little, and he lifted the leg gingerly. Pain lingered both in the lower portion of his limb and his shoulder. He thought, with contempt, that the little brat must have jerked the leg with his teeth. An unsure smile crossed his face as Anise and little Bud came to stand next to him, with Rosemary hanging back, simply observing with a straight face.
"Well, that was quite an entrance," The little golden mare offered, muzzle wrinkling as she took in the scent of the new horses. "I really thought that young buck would at least try to fight. You're really not much older than him." Doolin nodded, embarrassed, as the three mares moved nearer. They seemed to be okay with his presence, and looked much more comfortable now that the young spotted stallion had fled.
"This is a much more capable stallion than that... brat, or whatever he was," Anise snorted, a genuine smile springing upon her features. The two older mares, nodded quietly, while the younger red and white mare just stood, seeming to take in this new stallion with his mare and foals.
  Doolin realized she not only had a well-made head, but beautiful, shining eyes and a small nose. Her forelock hung sweetly over her face, and he couldn't help but feel a little love-struck. As he stared, mouth open a little in awe, Anise continued talking with the mares.
"Really, I think you should come with us. Doolin has been awesome, finding resting places, and even sniffing out some of the grass that is still left. We really wouldn't have made it this far without him," Anise offered, motioning to the distracted Doolin. She wondered about that elderly gray mare. Was she simply thin with lack of food, or was her age and disability playing into it as well? Maybe she had a hard life, and really wasn't as old as she appeared to be.
"I think we will take you up on that," the golden mare nodded gently, glancing to each of the other mares individually. "Food has been so scarce. Maybe we would be safer with some other horses. My name is Alieen, the gray mare is Sho, and our prodigy here is Calida."
"It's very nice to meet you! I am Anise, and this is Bud and Rosemary," The white mare motioned toward each of her foals, then gave Doolin a nudge. He seemed to be confused as he snapped back to reality.
"You better take it easy for a little while, Doolin," Anise murmured, seeing how he favored his left foreleg. The horses now all moved away as one, Anise taking the lead and the pretty red and white mare Calida taking up the rear. Doolin struggled a little on his sore leg, but after he got it moving it seemed to become less stiff.
  With a small jolt, he remembered... Azrael...

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Stallion ID: Doolin #92

In response to: Find Mare (x3), Encounter Stallion
Art features: (5 Horses) Doolin (#92) , Bachelor 281, Shoshanna (#1299) , Aileen (#1029) , Calida (#1321)
Story features: (8 Horses) Doolin (#92) , Anise (#1729) , Rosemary (Foal) , Bud (Foal) , Azrael (#123) , Shoshanna (#1299) , Aileen (#1029) , Calida (#1321)

Word Count: 958

Aging: Rosemary (Foal) (3/3)

Healing: Doolin #92 Injury (1/1)

Pregnancy: -

Captured: -

Mare Steal: -

MS Pregnancy: -

Destination of Bachelor: -

Items Used: -

Companion Animals: -

Members that own outside horses: -

Bachelor Herd: -

Collab: -

Rolls: Event Rolls

Other notes:
Reference(s): www.pinterest.com/pin/AcmkTAKV…
www.pinterest.com/pin/92239356…

Description

Doolin's Journey
Previously <|> Next

Story:

  Doolin perked his ears as a piercing whinny echoed over the nearby hills. His legs sprung into action, and as he picked up the pace, he quickly checked to see if the mare and foals trailing after him had matched his gait. Moving into a steady canter, the stallion made his way toward the direction of the whinny. He could hear Anise huffing a little as he moved, and he flinched internally as he thought about her increasingly deteriorating condition.
Making his way down into a nearby draw, he saw a spotted stallion with three mares. As near as Doolin could tell, they were just talking... so far. As the four moved closer, the horses' conversation drifted to them.
"Come on ladies, You know you can't resist," the spotted stallion snorted, moving a few steps closer to the tall white and red mare. She raised her well-made head in defiance, long forelock draped messily over her features. Snorting loudly, she turned to kick at the stallion, hind end bouncing in warning. He refused to react, however, and raised his tail triumphantly, trotting around the three. An older grayish mare seemed to have trouble moving, and her left hind leg was scarred badly. The muscles seemed to be weak, and she walked with a noticeable limp. She tried to make her way away from the stallion, but he continued his path around the mares and stopped in front of her.
"You can't run, old lady," he exclaimed, a sick grin crossing his features, "You have to come with me, now."
All the foreign horses looked up as the hoofbeats of Doolin, Anise, and the foals could be heard. Anise stopped short, but Doolin kept running, barreling into the younger stallion. A gasp escaped the spotted form as he fell to the ground, and he rolled helplessly trying to rise. Doolin bit into anywhere he could get a hold of, including the stallion's shoulders and hindquarters. Clumps of hair came out of the spotted stallion, and pausing, Doolin spat fiercely to remove them. While he was occupied, he felt a tearing sensation through his front left foreleg, and could hear the snap of the stallion's teeth as they slid from his flesh. He yipped, although the area was numb with adrenaline. He flattened his ears and pursued the stallion as he scrambled up from the ground. Stomping loudly, Doolin snorted after the nobody of a stallion, watching his muscles bunching as he ran from the chaos. He stood for a moment as the stallion fled, and then found himself huffing as the adrenaline of his first actual fight wore off.
  Realizing he had charged into the horses' meeting with no purpose or reason, he turned to the three mares, embarrassment crossing his features. He took a step forward, and a jolt went through his front leg. His step faltered a little, and he lifted the leg gingerly. Pain lingered both in the lower portion of his limb and his shoulder. He thought, with contempt, that the little brat must have jerked the leg with his teeth. An unsure smile crossed his face as Anise and little Bud came to stand next to him, with Rosemary hanging back, simply observing with a straight face.
"Well, that was quite an entrance," The little golden mare offered, muzzle wrinkling as she took in the scent of the new horses. "I really thought that young buck would at least try to fight. You're really not much older than him." Doolin nodded, embarrassed, as the three mares moved nearer. They seemed to be okay with his presence, and looked much more comfortable now that the young spotted stallion had fled.
"This is a much more capable stallion than that... brat, or whatever he was," Anise snorted, a genuine smile springing upon her features. The two older mares, nodded quietly, while the younger red and white mare just stood, seeming to take in this new stallion with his mare and foals.
  Doolin realized she not only had a well-made head, but beautiful, shining eyes and a small nose. Her forelock hung sweetly over her face, and he couldn't help but feel a little love-struck. As he stared, mouth open a little in awe, Anise continued talking with the mares.
"Really, I think you should come with us. Doolin has been awesome, finding resting places, and even sniffing out some of the grass that is still left. We really wouldn't have made it this far without him," Anise offered, motioning to the distracted Doolin. She wondered about that elderly gray mare. Was she simply thin with lack of food, or was her age and disability playing into it as well? Maybe she had a hard life, and really wasn't as old as she appeared to be.
"I think we will take you up on that," the golden mare nodded gently, glancing to each of the other mares individually. "Food has been so scarce. Maybe we would be safer with some other horses. My name is Alieen, the gray mare is Sho, and our prodigy here is Calida."
"It's very nice to meet you! I am Anise, and this is Bud and Rosemary," The white mare motioned toward each of her foals, then gave Doolin a nudge. He seemed to be confused as he snapped back to reality.
"You better take it easy for a little while, Doolin," Anise murmured, seeing how he favored his left foreleg. The horses now all moved away as one, Anise taking the lead and the pretty red and white mare Calida taking up the rear. Doolin struggled a little on his sore leg, but after he got it moving it seemed to become less stiff.
  With a small jolt, he remembered... Azrael...

[------]

Stallion ID: Doolin #92

In response to: Find Mare (x3), Encounter Stallion
Art features: (5 Horses) Doolin (#92) , Bachelor 281, Shoshanna (#1299) , Aileen (#1029) , Calida (#1321)
Story features: (8 Horses) Doolin (#92) , Anise (#1729) , Rosemary (Foal) , Bud (Foal) , Azrael (#123) , Shoshanna (#1299) , Aileen (#1029) , Calida (#1321)

Word Count: 958

Aging: Rosemary (Foal) (3/3)

Healing: Doolin #92 Injury (1/1)

Pregnancy: -

Captured: -

Mare Steal: -

MS Pregnancy: -

Destination of Bachelor: -

Items Used: -

Companion Animals: -

Members that own outside horses: -

Bachelor Herd: -

Collab: -

Rolls: Event Rolls

Other notes:
Reference(s): www.pinterest.com/pin/AcmkTAKV…
www.pinterest.com/pin/92239356…