Hoof_and_Paw

RP Information

-Neither of the pair are aggressive predictors, they are in fact very gentle girls that despite their size are mostly for relationship or prey rolls.

-As hinted at both would like to have a family in the farm again, both remembering their time with them fondly, they are not, however, looking for cruel masters. If one tries they may find a shotgun in a very angry mares hands.

-New owner comes to the farm, and both girls work to make them comfortable, even falling for their new friend.

-A farm hand finds themselves growing closer to the pair, and eventually trying out new fun activities.


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Third member of the farm

Behind the farm up in the hills lives a wolf, she has lived there for as long as the other pair, her pack leaving her to fend for herself. As such she went to the farm finding comfort and friendship there. She returned to the woods but lives in piece with her friends at the farm, keeping them safe, while looking to restore her clan. Something interesting, as she grew the red markings appeared by themselves growing darker as she become more aggressive, though she appears to have some connection to an almost primal force of nature, it is unclear if even she is aware of it.



Cola-White
Age- ?
Height- 30ft
Bust- L
Dress- none

Personality
In a word Cola is an alpha, she is above you and will take what she wants. If you endanger her, or her friends you will die, either by her hands or by her belly, either is acceptable. If she takes interest she may take you as a mate, keeping you with her to worship and service her. Though it is unlikely this will occur for any foolish enough to try and clam her. For now she is ready to devourer or to breed anything that enters her forest, after all an alpha takes what she wants. A mate will find her mark, more than show a small white tail emblazoned in their fur, that darkens when she is near.

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Forth member of the farm

Sold when the farm was going out of business the young girl found herself sold off leaving her friends behind when she was only a calf. Years later she earned enough to finally make her way back to her home, only to find Aida and Mico there. After a happy reunion She was welcomed back into the family and the farm, helping to support the home and her friends. Awaiting the new owners arrival.



Molly- brown
Age-25
Height- 10ft
Bust- J cup
Dress- jean shorts and a loose long sleeve shirt with vest
Personality
Molly is a bit more experienced in the ways of the world, actually having traveled a bit after she was bought. She works primarily helping with Aida in fixing up and working the fields, though she also supplies some milk to the farm, though not enough to be considered a part of their business. She is almost a mother figure to the other two looking after them and trying to find a new owner from the farm. She is a bit more aware of her own figure, and uses it to try and find her new master like the others, her dream seeing her as a bloated mother, her milk used to feed a new dairy section of the farm, for her master.


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Fifth member of the farm

Indy was born a stray on the farm, back when the family was still there, the little kitten watching as the others arrived, one by one till that fateful day when their owners went away, hiding away so as not to be tossed out. Having lived in the barn Indy was left to live on his own, surviving on mice and the like, keeping hidden from the girls for fear of losing his home. Till one day he was discovered when he fell from the loft onto Aida. Soon enough Indy was put to work and welcomed into the fold.


Indy- brown
Age-20
Height- 4 ft
lenght- 9 in
Dress- work jeans and white t shrkt

Personality
Indy is a bit reserved in comparison to the girls, his size making his own help to the farm limited, though he does try his hardest. He is shy, though unlike the girls, when challenged he is more likely to try and prove himself even when he clearly can't win. The result was rather amusing when he stood up to Cola to defend Mico when the pair had a fight. The act made Mico decide he was her new big brother, while Cola...well she decided his attitude was perfect for a mate. Poor Indy now sleeps with one eye open encase a certain wolfs hand reaches in his window during the night to get what she called "Her right to chose." Also after reviving a mark from Cola that appears as a small white tail on his shoulder magic seems to have no clam on him, as though it is scared of her own power.

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Sixth member of the farm

Almost nothing is known about the guardian, it simply appeared one day out in the field. A scarecrow that seemed to simply sway silently in the wind its panted face and eyes looking out across the far. It seems to not move in any manner and most shrug it off as another scarecrow. However, Cola regards it as something more than that. The only thing known is that the guardian fulfills its duties to the home it has chosen.


The guardian- yellow
Age-?
Height- 6 ft
Dress- worn coat, pants and hat

Personality
Unknown, the guardian or "scare crow" as it is sometimes seems to only move at night, and seems to simply sit either on the barn or wonder the fields seeming friendly enough to the members of the farm, though most seem unwilling to approach it. Still for those how have it seems to enjoy playing a violin of all things. Though should one try to harm the farm they vanish. His glare alone seems enough to send even Cola whimpering back to her cave. Whatever else is true, one must never fight the guardian.

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Seventh member of the farm
Independent

Gaia_Tundra

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eighth member of the farm
Independent

Tully_Lassus

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Ninth member of the farm

Dante_stone

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