Cutter's Destiny

[HorseRPer]

RP Name - Cutter's destiny
RP url - wldhrsrpg.proboards56.com/index.cgi
Species allowed (please be fairly specific!) - Wild Horses. Any breed.
Host (i.e. proboards, invisionfree, geocities, etc.) - proboards
Approximate member number - It's new. 6 members. getting bigger!
Difficulty (easy, intermediate, difficult, or suitable for all) - Intermediate-Advanced!
Activity (slow, medium, or fast) - Slow. Almost Medium.
Rating (required for sites above PG-13) - PG-PG 13
Are auditions of some sort required? - Example Posts.
Is there some sort of plot? If so, what is it? - There is a plot/history. It is a bit long though... so look down at second post and read it!
Is talking allowed? - In OOC and in BIC but not like only talking.
Are wings and magic powers allowed? - NO!!!!
Are fantasy horses, such as unicorns, allowed? - NO!!!
Other - It has a very good plot/history! That is not light x dark!

[HorseRPer]

Long ago, About 100 years, A stallion named Cutter roamed these parts. His passion for his lands seemed to make everyone happy as they gathered in to find him and ask to be in his herd. But he hid himself from all for now men were following the tame mares and trying to capture this perfect stallion. He his in caves that only had small openings and found mare after mare picking them fro the others and brought them to his home. Breeding with them was one of the things he had to do often. Soon in the next following year there were about 5 foals. A new herd was beginning. Day, week, month, year passed and his herd was getting bigger and the other mares flocked off to the cities where they came from and So did the men. All the boastful men were scolded as they came back to there city with no stallion in hand. Months passed and finally Cutter let his herd out side and the most exciting part was seeing them come out. Blacks, roans, paints, buckskins, and two white horses came from the cavern. Those white horses? Cutter and his lead mare, Dorothy. Cutter had a perfect family but times were getting harder as forest fires began ad quaking shrills carried in there minds. Months passed and still none were last in these ridiculous masaphs. But one day a forest fire started near there home. It was a raging horrid place to be. Screams and cries came form every horse and Cutter tried to get them to go faster. No way did he even think of abandoning them. Pinch after pinch of his teeth on their hides but still no luck. They only cracked like a egg and went everywhere. Hopelessly he herded the foals hoping his mate was somewhere in the mares following their foals. Days passed and the fire stopped gradually. Soon it was all over and they rested. Many died that day and he only had 1/4 of his herd left. Hour after hour he searched for his mate. Finally he found her under trees her burned body lay there. Crying for his first time he whinnied out to all saying, 'this shall never happen again' no one forgot that because everyone herd the shrill scream. He buried her hoof dig after hoof dig it got deeper and deeper till he pulled her body in it and covered it with a Heep of dirt. That day no one wanted to survive. Their brave, fearless leader was one horse and his dead mate. That day he cried. Like a wreck. He ran off the next day and horses say he died in the cold of winter but claim to see his see through yet... full body lurking in his field and his woods. So thats the end of the old tale. Horses pass it on through decades and now this decade knows it and is ready to find him and try to convince the spirit horse that once again its time to protect a herd.