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Collab between stray-thought and myself! We realize art was not required for this prompt, but we were just too inspired not to draw these two! I know reading long RP’s are not on everyone’s to-do list, so here’s a short blurb of what our RP was like

Brutus's lovestruck veil was slowly lifting as his patience ran thin. Broods were to obey him, and it was making him feel out of place with her coy flirting with him that he had no idea how to process.
Broods in his herd were afraid specifically of him. His mere approach was enough to send them fleeing. During his guard ceremony, he nearly killed a mare that tried to escape. So reacting to a mare that had no fear at all of him threw him completely off.
"Yes." He said matter-of-factly, watching her tail like a metronome. "You are to return to my herd with me.”
Evalynn dipped her head slightly, eyes still trained on his own eyes, and saw that his were moving back and forth-- to the rhythm of her swishing tail she realized after a second. You are to return to my herd with me. His tone seemed so.. sure, like he believed that she would just nod meekly and trot off with him to the Bachelor's island.
Oh, I don't think so.. she thought to herself. "Return to your herd? Um.. Not to be rude, I mean, you're cute and all, but no.” She retorted with a small snort. She may sometimes feel trapped within her herd, but no way was she going to willingly leave her home for an innumerate amount of time. And with the stories she had heard, she'd probably never see her home again.
With that, she started to make her way around the large stallion, assuming that he would follow after her, especially with the answer she had given. Probably not gonna be the happiest stallion, to be rejected. As she passed him, her tail flicked again, just coming short of smacking the tip of his nose, and her scent drifted through the small breeze.
A blush creeped across the belgian's white face as she called him cute. He sure hadn't heard THAT before.....he sighed, bathing in the tought before, wait, No? What did she mean, NO? He spun after her as her tail teased his olfactory senses. He snorted to try and clear the smell from his nostrils as he shook his head like trying to clear a bad smell, except it was eactly the opposite.
"Why not?" His voice started high, but the moment he heard it, he dropped his pitch to low and uninterested. Had his show of strength not been enough for her? Or was she into more slender looking studs? He suddenly thought about trying to suck in his gut.

Read the full RP here!

CW | CRACK RP | Brutus and Evalynn*Note. Due to the Crack! circumstances of this rp, Brutus’s demeanor towards mares has been altered in favor of the theme, or else there would be a whole lotta nope going on.
It had been hard for Brutus to sneak away from the herd unnoticed, much less his giant hoofprints were extremely recognizable in the sand along the land bridge. He'd never done anything like this in his life, and the foreign pang of fear pierced his heart at the thought of someone catching him. Despite his enormous size, he was nimble and silent in his movements, and he wasn't surprised when he didn't raise the alarm as he strode onto the foreign soil. He lumbered quietly past sleeping bodies or horses two involved with eachother to notice him. Thankfully the one he was looking for was colored loudly enough to be easily recognized as he searched for her.
Evalynn often left the company of the herd, so when some of her herd mates saw her trotting lightly away from

Evalynn © Stray-Thought

Brutus © Brindletail

Description
Collab between stray-thought and myself! We realize art was not required for this prompt, but we were just too inspired not to draw these two! I know reading long RP’s are not on everyone’s to-do list, so here’s a short blurb of what our RP was like

Brutus's lovestruck veil was slowly lifting as his patience ran thin. Broods were to obey him, and it was making him feel out of place with her coy flirting with him that he had no idea how to process.
Broods in his herd were afraid specifically of him. His mere approach was enough to send them fleeing. During his guard ceremony, he nearly killed a mare that tried to escape. So reacting to a mare that had no fear at all of him threw him completely off.
"Yes." He said matter-of-factly, watching her tail like a metronome. "You are to return to my herd with me.”
Evalynn dipped her head slightly, eyes still trained on his own eyes, and saw that his were moving back and forth-- to the rhythm of her swishing tail she realized after a second. You are to return to my herd with me. His tone seemed so.. sure, like he believed that she would just nod meekly and trot off with him to the Bachelor's island.
Oh, I don't think so.. she thought to herself. "Return to your herd? Um.. Not to be rude, I mean, you're cute and all, but no.” She retorted with a small snort. She may sometimes feel trapped within her herd, but no way was she going to willingly leave her home for an innumerate amount of time. And with the stories she had heard, she'd probably never see her home again.
With that, she started to make her way around the large stallion, assuming that he would follow after her, especially with the answer she had given. Probably not gonna be the happiest stallion, to be rejected. As she passed him, her tail flicked again, just coming short of smacking the tip of his nose, and her scent drifted through the small breeze.
A blush creeped across the belgian's white face as she called him cute. He sure hadn't heard THAT before.....he sighed, bathing in the tought before, wait, No? What did she mean, NO? He spun after her as her tail teased his olfactory senses. He snorted to try and clear the smell from his nostrils as he shook his head like trying to clear a bad smell, except it was eactly the opposite.
"Why not?" His voice started high, but the moment he heard it, he dropped his pitch to low and uninterested. Had his show of strength not been enough for her? Or was she into more slender looking studs? He suddenly thought about trying to suck in his gut.

Read the full RP here!

CW | CRACK RP | Brutus and Evalynn*Note. Due to the Crack! circumstances of this rp, Brutus’s demeanor towards mares has been altered in favor of the theme, or else there would be a whole lotta nope going on.
It had been hard for Brutus to sneak away from the herd unnoticed, much less his giant hoofprints were extremely recognizable in the sand along the land bridge. He'd never done anything like this in his life, and the foreign pang of fear pierced his heart at the thought of someone catching him. Despite his enormous size, he was nimble and silent in his movements, and he wasn't surprised when he didn't raise the alarm as he strode onto the foreign soil. He lumbered quietly past sleeping bodies or horses two involved with eachother to notice him. Thankfully the one he was looking for was colored loudly enough to be easily recognized as he searched for her.
Evalynn often left the company of the herd, so when some of her herd mates saw her trotting lightly away from

Evalynn © Stray-Thought

Brutus © Brindletail