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mushcock Skullcandy mutation by Seele-Studio
mushcock Skullcandy mutation

GENE MARKER - SkSk / sksk


Skullcandy makes intricate designs on the face, often the follow the horses skull. It also turns the horses eyes, hooves, and hair tips a saturated color.
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Mature Warning! This contains violence and suggestions of nonconsensual breeding

(though honestly its not that bad, just thought you all should know what you are about to read)

Featuring:
Autumn, Year 760 of the New Age
Glenwood, Glenmore




Gwenaelle

Gwen had been avoiding him, avoiding everyone, for the past month had been so very confusing for the poor doe. Ever since Silvanus had settled into the small thicket she had been seeing him in the mornings then spending the rest of the day with her son and parents, but she could barely stand to look at King Drustan because of the guilt she felt. How could she have just left him like that, he probably didn’t even know that she was seeing someone else, someone forbidden.

Because of this guilt and unease she had also been avoiding Silvanus, spending less and less time with him. She needed to think of the future and if this relationship with him would ever work out, sadly she couldn’t see any possibility of this ending well, at some point someone would find him, or smell him on her. The royals already seemed suspicious of her ‘disappearances’ how much longer could she really hope to keep this secret?

So with a heavy heart she had decided to break it off, before they became too attached to one another. Silvanus still seemed very distant, maybe he wouldn’t take it too hard? She shook her head to free herself of these thoughts and with a deep breath she entered the thicket, almost afraid of what would happen.


Elita

Moving silently the dark doe made her way towards the more central parts of Glenwood. Both her daughters had been taking classes today and with her mate busy, the thought of the pale stag made a rare smile show on her face, she had offered to do it. After all they were hers too. Perhaps the two fillies would have it as a happy surprise since she was usually the one taking them there in the morning and their father was the one picking them up. Perhaps she should go and let them visit their brother too, that would make Gar happy as well. While her son kept the girls busy she might be able to just check on the grave of her firstborn. She knew her son saw to it whenever she couldn't but, it felt good to be able to go there herself like she was used to. For many years it had been like that, just her alone, and then came Gar and then... Things never really turned out the way you expected. She was still not really accepted but at least her children had so far not been punished for who their mother were and it made her happy.

A sound made her stop, ears shifting to catch the sound she had heard again. It was autumn and rut had begun. She doubted a stag of his right mind would do anything to her, and this far into the Kingdom a raider would be pretty stupid to roam in search for does. Still, the Blackwood stag was fresh in her memory and that made her careful. If she could she would avoid the source of the sound just on the safe side but it was one sound that made her hesitate. The voice of a doe. Carefully she made it closer, her dark coat made it easier to blend into the shadows. She would just check with her own eyes what was going on, it could very well just be a small spat between mates. If it were she would continue on her way. Pushing one small thin branch to the side a little she could see straight into the small glade, what she saw made her ears go flat against her neck.


Silvanus

Where was she? Normally the small golden doe would have come to the thicket early in the morning and leave around now, but she hadn’t come. He paced the small area nervously, wondering if he should go find her. In his slightly broken mind it seemed like a plausible plan, but no he would wait for her. Maybe he would berate her for taking so long, maybe.

He heard movement and stopped dead in his tracks, was it her? He sighed in relief as her golden form came into view but quickly drew in a sharp breath. She was… nervous? He had never been good at reading emotions,” What is wrong?” She didn’t come up to greet him as normal and Sil knew that something was wrong.

She avoided his gaze,” I… I can’t do this anymore. I can’t be with you.” He couldn’t process it and it took him some time to fully realize what she meant. How could she! No, he wouldn’t let her, he had promised she would be his, that she would never leave him. He wouldn’t let it happen,” No, you’re not going anywhere!” His voice was low and angry and he saw an emotion in her that he recognized, fear.

She tried to back away but he circled round and blocked the easy way out,” Don’t worry Gwenaelle, I will give you a reason to stay.” She squeaked and tried to rush away from him but he charged after her and latched onto the base of her neck. She would not be getting away from him. She was saying something but his ears had rushed with blood and all he could hear was the fast thrumming of his heart, she would never get away from him.


Gwenaelle

What had she done? Did she deserve this, had she made the wrong choice? All she had were her thoughts as he finished with her, why had this happened? Even with what was going on she felt like she couldn’t possibly blame him, he hadn’t been the one to find her, he hadn’t been the one to insist on seeing each other, and he hadn’t been the one to first touch the other. Surely she was the only one to blame in this situation. Stay with me he said, she didn’t move and he said it again, forcefully. She nodded, what more could she do, but her eyes were locked on the dense edge of the thicket, she thought only of how she could escape. He saw her look and moved to block her eyes from the exit.


Elita

It wasn't much she saw but what it was had been enough. The doe wanted to leave but the stag stopped her. It was something with how the doe looked that had sent a wave of warning through her body. Her mane were all tussled and it almost looked like there was a chunk of it missing, and she was quite positive that she had seen a bitemark before that dark shape moved to block her view from doe. Elita looked in the way of where she knew the Royal glade where. Most of the guards should be there, keeping an eye on possible sparrs and those other things stags saw as important during rut. The stag moved so she got a better look at him. Dark with some dark markings on his hindquarters, a scar crossed the bridge of his nose, it also seemed to be a scar on his shoulder. The dark doe did her best to pin the stags color and any special markings to her memory. She might not be what a stag would call clever, but she had a good memory. She knew who in the herd that was nice to her, and who were not. She knew who to side with...and who to work against...if she could do so without being seen. Not that she would actively disobey anyone...those days where past. Now her children could suffer for anything she did out of spite and she was to make sure they got the best of what she could provide...together with Zahir of course. That was also one of the reason for her to behave well. They had welcomed her like one of their own and she owed them a lot.

Carefully she circled the small glade, carefully avoiding the bigger piles of fallen leaves and sticks as well as staying down wind. The stag wasn't as large as a Blackwood but he was definitely not of Glenmore birth. The more she circled around the angrier she got. If he was of another herd he might very well try and take the doe and he would be able to do so if she left to get help. It would get them perhaps too much of a headstart, it wasn't exactly many that would be eager to listen to her...at least not at first. If she could get the does attention, she might be able to distract the stag long enough for... Elita squinted her eyes, she wasn't positive because she didnt know all royals but it was something with the doe that looked familiar...or if it was something else... perhaps she had seen her with a fawn? She shook her head. It didnt matter. Elita had heard whispers that it were of the Royal does that had spoken for how a doe should be taught to defend herself if needed, and she was pretty sure that red doe of common birth, the one that had been selected to be part of the council had said something of the same sort as well.

She wasn't sure how long the doe looked at her or if she understood what she planned to do when she walked out into the middle of the glade, making sure her scent was carried by the wind to the stag. The healer she had been seeing, along with Zahir's mother said that another fawn might kill her, but that didnt stop her from getting into heat. The news had sadden her, and she had yet to share the news with her golden mate, but she might very well use this as a way to distract the stag. If now only the doe would understand what she tried to do.


Silvanus

She was being good for now, standing quite. He almost felt bad for what he had done and he hoped that one day she would forgive him, but right now he had bigger things to think about. He had to get her away from here, maybe back up to the lake so they would have more privacy. He was so entangled in his thoughts he didn’t notice Gwen’s ears perk up ever so slightly as she noticed the dark doe. He did, however, notice the does scent as it wafted in after her. Protectively he moved between this new doe and his golden one, this was exactly what he hadn’t wanted.

He grunted a warning and lowered his rack at her, it was still in velvet at this time but it was better than nothing. This doe was only slightly larger than Gwen and even though she likely posed no physical threat Sil had learned that everything had thornes. Even he was easily swayed by the hormones of rut however and took and step towards the dark doe.

That was when Gwenaelle made her break for escape and before he had even turned to try and grab her, her form was disappearing through the trees. “NO!” His scream echoed frighteningly around the glade and he turned on Elita with a roar. “You will pay for this doe!” Without a second thought he charged, hoping to bowl the smaller doe over.



Elita

Perhaps she had gotten some practice when she had 'trained' Gar when he was younger. She had been prepared for the stags charge and didnt step aside until the very last minute. Had it been when Gar had been younger she had kept going to build up his strength and stamina. She could not sparr due to her lack of horn but she had done everything else she could. She knew that against a fresh and rested stag she couldnt do much, but one that were out of breath and untrained - it was something else. Noting that his horns were in velvet she wondered how eager he would be to actually use them.

She scoffed at him as he missed her again. "And who will I pay for this cheeky dance? A squirrel? A mouse perhaps or a silly little ant? No, dont tell me..you are a whimsical little butterfly!" He was stronger than her, a bigger bulk but it hopefully meant that he would tire sooner too. She would not admit that she was scared, no...one day it might very well be Eila...or Alize that got into trouble, what if nobody did anything then? If a doe didnt help another doe...how would the world look then? Her own hide was darkening slightly even if it was hard to tell.

"Come and get me...butterfly..." she jeered as she tried to trick him out from the open glade. She had to give the golden doe as much time as she could. "Silly little stag..." she taunted, trying remember all those taunts she had heard the stags come up with as they tried to get another into a sparr with them. Sometimes when he went past her she smacked the hairs of her tail in his face. One or two times he actually got hold of her but she ripped herself lose. Hairloss was a small price to pay. The stag seemed to hold up quite well but his breathing, she was pretty sure it was getting more laboured. The next time he flew past her she quickly turned and headbutted his hindquarters, hoping it was enough for him to lose his balance. Many stags, especially with their horns still in velvet gave up if they got damaged. Not only that, before the rack was ready and the thin skin that covered it was damaged it could bleed. That too could also serve as a distraction that might get the stag to leave.


Silvanus

She was quick and he was tiring fast, but he refused to show it as he charged and charged again. The first time he caught her he felt a surge of… was it pride, or something else? However, she easily tore herself away and the chase continued. The stags anger was only growing as his muscles screamed for respite and the doe taunted him. He was drenched in sweat, so much so that he no longer looked roan.

Just when he thought he could take no more the doe turned and landed a hard blow to his hip sending him to the floor in a giant heap. She was stronger then she looked. His head was already spinning as he saw the doe come over to him. He tried to jerk up but only succeeded in slamming his head back on the ground. His breathing was laboured and his limbs felt heavy but the doe was too close for comfort and he flailed his legs, though it was a mostly useless attempt.


Elita

"Get up, stag! Or are you a weak little fawn, not yet steady on his legs?" She kept just out of reach of the stags flailing legs. He was sweaty too she noted with satisfaction. She hadn't expected him to actually fall and she couldn’t help that she found pride in the fact. Had she been a stag perhaps she would have learned that it was never good to claim a victory before the battle was done. The stag did get up on his feet and the fight continued. She was inexperienced, and she didnt have antlers, in velvet or not. At some point he had her cornered and she had to use her front hooves to have him back off. Had his rack not been in velvet she would have been in more trouble. The stag tossed his head as she aimed another blow to his head, and she was not sure if she hit him or not.

Managing to dodge away backwards she hoped that the royal doe, she was sure it had to be one of them, had the mind enough to actually alert the guards about the intruder and not just to run home to her own den and cry. Perhaps it was that one look, lingering too long that was her mistake. His rack came from under her it seemed and swept her off her hooves and she landed hard on her side. There was just enough time for her to roll away when his own, more massive hooves came thundering down, just barely missing her throat. She rolled into some thorny bushes but the rips the branches gave her was a small price to pay since it also, even if just momentarily, stopped the stag. There was barely time for her to get up until he had found his way around.

She had yet to master the magic to make the vines to grow fast, but as she fought she still tried to summon the most prickly plants she could sense of the power she could spare and make them grow. Perhaps she had destroyed most of it but...if she just could get one good hit that would make him fall into the same shrubbery that had saved her moments ago...then maybe. That meant however she had to make him think that he was winning...and it would only give her one shot. Another quick look. If the guards wouldn't come what else could she do?


Silvanus

This fight was coming to an end, he could feel it, though he thought it would have come a lot sooner. When he cornered the little doe it felt like a victory, but she had kicked and squirmed away. Now he had another long gash above his eye that slowly oozed red and made it impossible to see. But the little doe messed up, her mind drifted for just a moment and Silvanus saw his chance to hit her hard. However when he went to finally end it she rolled away and a roar of rage escaped him once again.

She was trying to get away, and though logically it would have been better to just let her go, Sil was not thinking logically at this point. When he reached her yet again he found it odd that she was just standing there, surely she should try to run like before? He took one menacing step toward her, but his legs were tangled and becoming ever more tangled by the moment. What… What was going on? He had never seen the Glenmore’s magic and the sudden burst of plant growth was terrifying, even more so as he didn’t know the doe was doing it.

The terror was clear as he tried to scramble backwards and when that didn’t work he reared up and away breaking tendrils as they curled around his legs. He misjudged how far he could go however and tumbled over landing heavily on a nearby tree. The tree shook all the way to it’s top branches sending an angry murder of crows into the air. Silvanus didn’t look back to the doe as he hastily got to his feet and bolted east there was nothing but fear controlling his mind.


Elita

Utterly exhausted the dark doe sunk down to her knees. Here and there on her body were gashes and bruises, some bleeding and making her coat sticky. She had fought and won her very first fight. Had she been a guard like her son it had been celebrated among her peers. She laid down on her side, a soft groan escaped her as her bruised rib came in contact with the ground. At least that was better than laying on the other where she had felt his hooves had hit her, making a gash. It stung. What had she done? Fought a stag? But she had won? How was that even possible?

A caw made her look up. A crow looked down at her, then it rubbed its beak against the branch it was perched on. The stag had been spooked by the birds, but they were only crows. She glanced at the remains of the thorns she had grown. A moment longer and she had lost. Never in her life had she been so tired but then again she had never really fought anyone either. A part of her knew she should try and get home...somehow. She made an attempt to roll back on her chest and then get up, but it didn't become more than a shiver through her body. If she could just...just rest...a little bit.. Surely the Lady would...alert the guards...surely the silver stag wouldn't return if she rested..for just a little bit...

Darkness welcomed her.
Obsession is never a good thing
Erm yeah, that happened... I really love rping with decors and since neither of us had ever done a fight rp before this might sound a little interesting lol
Oh and this also counts as breeding prof of Gwen x Sil

Previous: Not Meant To Be


Sil's stats
+2 ______ - collab lit - 400-999 words - Obsession is never a good thing
+1 ______ - practicing/sparring/fighting with another Fawnling
+1 experience - losing a fight

Elita's stats
+4 ______ - collab lit - 2000+ words - Obsession is never a good thing
+1 ______ - practicing/sparring/fighting with another Fawnling
+2 experience - winning a fight
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So You may, may not, have heard of this little journal here:  Glenmore Vacation!!Soooo, I got the idea recently that Gwen's family had been making annual trips up to loch Kerr in the summer. Kinda like a real human vacation lol. They wouldn't have been able to make it last year as little Caeluan had just been born and was too young to make the trip. However summer is coming and Gwen is very excited to visit the loch again! So excited she told Cae he could invite all of his friends to come with them!
Basically I wanted to make this a big event with the herd(something fun and whimsical for a change lol) I don't know about setting up a mass rp, but you are all invited to draw images and have rps of your fawnlings having fun in the lake!
oh and of course I will update this with any suggestions you guys think of <3
Participants:
Anastasia
Atavita
Brennan
BóAnn
Caeluan
Daenerys
Dall
Declan
Drustan
Elara
Elodi
Fae
Fenella
Garbhan
Glenor
Jamar
Kolfinn
Liosa
Isabeau
Mael
Neoma
R
(anyone can still enter this BTW! commoners are welcomed by Cae and Gwen(and possibly others))
Well! It is officially summer in TWI and I have planned to do a mass rp, similar in style to the way Fishie did the Oakie RP (but we aren't racing all the way to lock Kerr, so un-lady like!:lol: )
So I would like to know who will be participating in this so if you could fill out the form, that would be lovely!

Name
: character name
Reference: character link

So this is going to work as follows! I will post a comment to this journal with a prompt, then your character(s) will reply to that comment with how the react to the prompt. There is no word limit but anything more than 500 words(per character) might be a bit much.

(I would love any suggestions you peeps have Heart )

Prompt one

Prompt Four

Glenmore Vacation Mass RP
Characters will be listed here, feel free to add the names of any NPCs coming along


Lady Gwenaelle
Lord Corentin
Lady Cécile

Princess Fenella
Jamarreon
Navia - Jamar's mother
Alize
Lady Matilda
Lady Arazair (Reff in the Works)
King Drustan
He has two guards with him, contact Tiggs if you want to be one!
Lady Esmae
Lady Sutha
Adrianne
Anamika
Lady Daenerys
Lady Eila
Prince Glenor
Lady Fae 
Lord Fergal - Fae's dad
May - her maid doe
Lady Violette
Princess Anastasia
Aarushi
Lord Declan
Lady Tuft
Luz
Prince Caeluan
Oir (Blackwood Buck)
Lunemyr
Isetnofret

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So You may, may not, have heard of this little journal here:  Glenmore Vacation!!Soooo, I got the idea recently that Gwen's family had been making annual trips up to loch Kerr in the summer. Kinda like a real human vacation lol. They wouldn't have been able to make it last year as little Caeluan had just been born and was too young to make the trip. However summer is coming and Gwen is very excited to visit the loch again! So excited she told Cae he could invite all of his friends to come with them!
Basically I wanted to make this a big event with the herd(something fun and whimsical for a change lol) I don't know about setting up a mass rp, but you are all invited to draw images and have rps of your fawnlings having fun in the lake!
oh and of course I will update this with any suggestions you guys think of <3
Participants:
Anastasia
Atavita
Brennan
BóAnn
Caeluan
Daenerys
Dall
Declan
Drustan
Elara
Elodi
Fae
Fenella
Garbhan
Glenor
Jamar
Kolfinn
Liosa
Isabeau
Mael
Neoma
R
(anyone can still enter this BTW! commoners are welcomed by Cae and Gwen(and possibly others))
Well! It is officially summer in TWI and I have planned to do a mass rp, similar in style to the way Fishie did the Oakie RP (but we aren't racing all the way to lock Kerr, so un-lady like!:lol: )
So I would like to know who will be participating in this so if you could fill out the form, that would be lovely!

Name
: character name
Reference: character link

So this is going to work as follows! I will post a comment to this journal with a prompt, then your character(s) will reply to that comment with how the react to the prompt. There is no word limit but anything more than 500 words(per character) might be a bit much.

(I would love any suggestions you peeps have Heart )

Prompt one

Prompt Four

Glenmore Vacation Mass RP
Characters will be listed here, feel free to add the names of any NPCs coming along


Lady Gwenaelle
Lord Corentin
Lady Cécile

Princess Fenella
Jamarreon
Navia - Jamar's mother
Alize
Lady Matilda
Lady Arazair (Reff in the Works)
King Drustan
He has two guards with him, contact Tiggs if you want to be one!
Lady Esmae
Lady Sutha
Adrianne
Anamika
Lady Daenerys
Lady Eila
Prince Glenor
Lady Fae 
Lord Fergal - Fae's dad
May - her maid doe
Lady Violette
Princess Anastasia
Aarushi
Lord Declan
Lady Tuft
Luz
Prince Caeluan
Oir (Blackwood Buck)
Lunemyr
Isetnofret

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So You may, may not, have heard of this little journal here:  Glenmore Vacation!!Soooo, I got the idea recently that Gwen's family had been making annual trips up to loch Kerr in the summer. Kinda like a real human vacation lol. They wouldn't have been able to make it last year as little Caeluan had just been born and was too young to make the trip. However summer is coming and Gwen is very excited to visit the loch again! So excited she told Cae he could invite all of his friends to come with them!
Basically I wanted to make this a big event with the herd(something fun and whimsical for a change lol) I don't know about setting up a mass rp, but you are all invited to draw images and have rps of your fawnlings having fun in the lake!
oh and of course I will update this with any suggestions you guys think of <3
Participants:
Anastasia
Atavita
Brennan
BóAnn
Caeluan
Daenerys
Dall
Declan
Drustan
Elara
Elodi
Fae
Fenella
Garbhan
Glenor
Jamar
Kolfinn
Liosa
Isabeau
Mael
Neoma
R
(anyone can still enter this BTW! commoners are welcomed by Cae and Gwen(and possibly others))
Well! It is officially summer in TWI and I have planned to do a mass rp, similar in style to the way Fishie did the Oakie RP (but we aren't racing all the way to lock Kerr, so un-lady like!:lol: )
So I would like to know who will be participating in this so if you could fill out the form, that would be lovely!

Name
: character name
Reference: character link

So this is going to work as follows! I will post a comment to this journal with a prompt, then your character(s) will reply to that comment with how the react to the prompt. There is no word limit but anything more than 500 words(per character) might be a bit much.

(I would love any suggestions you peeps have Heart )

Prompt one

Prompt Four

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