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‘Why is this all happening at once.’ Is probably what went through Shaman’s head at the end of the day. Maybe he shouldn’t even have woken up in the first place. It was just one of those cold, disgusting winter days that just got worse by the minute, or second even. Being a lead Stallion was hard sometimes.

He’d just found an allegedly safe place for the herd to stay at in a nearby forest, having stayed there overnight even, only being disrupted when they were just about to leave the next afternoon. All of a sudden there was noise. Like some horse running, but it was neither his herd nor was it heading away – in fact, it was coming towards him in particular. Just as he turned his head to peer around a bright chestnut colored mustang came to an abrupt halt barely a horse length away from him before rearing up high.

‘Looking for a fight bud?’ Shaman thought to himself before reciprocating the stranger’s movement. He’d not just let some wannabe get into his territory or near his herd without consequences. We’ll, that was his plan at least until he spotted something else in the corner of his eye. Another bachelor was shamelessly charming his way into the heart of a new mare Briar had met and brought along just a few days ago – and he couldn’t do anything about it.

Cloudberry – that was her name, wasn’t a mare he’d quite gotten to interact with as much compared to Camellia, but he did like her playful and easygoing way of doing... Everything really. She took care of Rogue when need to, she kept him company at night, she was just special to him. But he couldn’t change it. Not as he was on his hind legs nor as he found himself thrown over onto his side panting heavily into the snow-covered dirt beneath him. She was gone. Gone without a trace but the slowly fading marks in the snow.

He felt gazes on him. Both from that raging something of a bald red bachelor above him and of his endeared herd that was luckily fleeing away from the scene. He just had to... Fend him... Off. He would not allow for any more losses or injuries today.

And somehow he did. Somehow he stopped him from ripping at his mane and biting and kicking him. But at what cost? He was hurt quite badly, he lost one of his ‘favorite’ mares despite never having wanted to set favorites or having really known her all too well and he had no idea where his herd went. It was cold. Scents were long since gone with the wind, and so we’re any hoofprints.

He was just tired. He needed to rest, somewhere, so on he went to find shelter. The small cave was far from perfect but it did its job and through some miracle, the next morning he was greeted by both pink and grey snouts sniffing at him seemingly concerned or curious. It was them. His herd. His new family. Well, all of them but Cloudberry. Camellia, Ivy, Azalea, Briar, Rogue and... And... Wait, who was that? There was someone new. A new mare, roan colored like Camellia and Azalea but with white in her face that replicated the face of a Badger almost perfectly.

As it turned out, the herd ran into her while fleeing from the fight he’d gotten involved with and she’d helped them find shelter and a water source. So it was decided, both by the rest of the herd and his approval that she could stay. She was with foal as it seemed, but that shouldn’t be much of a bother for the near future, who knew, maybe some of the other mares would end up pregnant as well. He just felt so happy that he found his everything again, his band, and that they seemed to grow as a group and grow together continuously, but still.

“I lost her. I couldn’t do anything. Why did some flashy guy just have to come and get her while I was... “ He huffed, defeated, only for Ivy to headbutt him and Briar to nicker. “It’s alright Shaman, you protected us and remained mostly alright, that’s what matters most right now.” That was true in itself. Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to just leave her to who knew what, so he made a plan. The next morning he’d head out and find her, return her, bring her back to where she truly belonged.

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Stallion ID: #130
In response to: Bachelor Encounter, Found Mare, Mare Steal (1/3)
Art features: 5 total: Shaman, Cloudberry, Pandora/Mare 686, Bachelor 160, Bachelor 83

Story features: 10 total: Shaman, Camellia, Ivy, Azalea, Briar, Rogue, Cloudberry, Mare 686, Bachelor 160, Bachelor 83

Word Count: 759

Aging: ---
Healing: Shaman - Injury (1/2)
Pregnancy: ---
Captured: ---
Mare Steal: Cloudberry (1/3)
MS Pregnancy: ---
Destination of Bachelor: Return to Folder
Items Used: ---
Companion Animals: ---
Bachelor Herd: No
Collab: ---
Rolls: Normal Rolls
Other Notes: ---

Description
‘Why is this all happening at once.’ Is probably what went through Shaman’s head at the end of the day. Maybe he shouldn’t even have woken up in the first place. It was just one of those cold, disgusting winter days that just got worse by the minute, or second even. Being a lead Stallion was hard sometimes.

He’d just found an allegedly safe place for the herd to stay at in a nearby forest, having stayed there overnight even, only being disrupted when they were just about to leave the next afternoon. All of a sudden there was noise. Like some horse running, but it was neither his herd nor was it heading away – in fact, it was coming towards him in particular. Just as he turned his head to peer around a bright chestnut colored mustang came to an abrupt halt barely a horse length away from him before rearing up high.

‘Looking for a fight bud?’ Shaman thought to himself before reciprocating the stranger’s movement. He’d not just let some wannabe get into his territory or near his herd without consequences. We’ll, that was his plan at least until he spotted something else in the corner of his eye. Another bachelor was shamelessly charming his way into the heart of a new mare Briar had met and brought along just a few days ago – and he couldn’t do anything about it.

Cloudberry – that was her name, wasn’t a mare he’d quite gotten to interact with as much compared to Camellia, but he did like her playful and easygoing way of doing... Everything really. She took care of Rogue when need to, she kept him company at night, she was just special to him. But he couldn’t change it. Not as he was on his hind legs nor as he found himself thrown over onto his side panting heavily into the snow-covered dirt beneath him. She was gone. Gone without a trace but the slowly fading marks in the snow.

He felt gazes on him. Both from that raging something of a bald red bachelor above him and of his endeared herd that was luckily fleeing away from the scene. He just had to... Fend him... Off. He would not allow for any more losses or injuries today.

And somehow he did. Somehow he stopped him from ripping at his mane and biting and kicking him. But at what cost? He was hurt quite badly, he lost one of his ‘favorite’ mares despite never having wanted to set favorites or having really known her all too well and he had no idea where his herd went. It was cold. Scents were long since gone with the wind, and so we’re any hoofprints.

He was just tired. He needed to rest, somewhere, so on he went to find shelter. The small cave was far from perfect but it did its job and through some miracle, the next morning he was greeted by both pink and grey snouts sniffing at him seemingly concerned or curious. It was them. His herd. His new family. Well, all of them but Cloudberry. Camellia, Ivy, Azalea, Briar, Rogue and... And... Wait, who was that? There was someone new. A new mare, roan colored like Camellia and Azalea but with white in her face that replicated the face of a Badger almost perfectly.

As it turned out, the herd ran into her while fleeing from the fight he’d gotten involved with and she’d helped them find shelter and a water source. So it was decided, both by the rest of the herd and his approval that she could stay. She was with foal as it seemed, but that shouldn’t be much of a bother for the near future, who knew, maybe some of the other mares would end up pregnant as well. He just felt so happy that he found his everything again, his band, and that they seemed to grow as a group and grow together continuously, but still.

“I lost her. I couldn’t do anything. Why did some flashy guy just have to come and get her while I was... “ He huffed, defeated, only for Ivy to headbutt him and Briar to nicker. “It’s alright Shaman, you protected us and remained mostly alright, that’s what matters most right now.” That was true in itself. Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to just leave her to who knew what, so he made a plan. The next morning he’d head out and find her, return her, bring her back to where she truly belonged.

--- --- --- --- --- --- --- ---

Stallion ID: #130
In response to: Bachelor Encounter, Found Mare, Mare Steal (1/3)
Art features: 5 total: Shaman, Cloudberry, Pandora/Mare 686, Bachelor 160, Bachelor 83

Story features: 10 total: Shaman, Camellia, Ivy, Azalea, Briar, Rogue, Cloudberry, Mare 686, Bachelor 160, Bachelor 83

Word Count: 759

Aging: ---
Healing: Shaman - Injury (1/2)
Pregnancy: ---
Captured: ---
Mare Steal: Cloudberry (1/3)
MS Pregnancy: ---
Destination of Bachelor: Return to Folder
Items Used: ---
Companion Animals: ---
Bachelor Herd: No
Collab: ---
Rolls: Normal Rolls
Other Notes: ---