Add Icon Image or Description Look Of Your Horse Please With Each Post Like Everyone Else. :)

Okay I am so sorry if this sounds stupid but how do you insert and image. Sorry I have no clue how to jump In or show my horse image

No worries! You can just copy and paste your HEE image :) nmand then drag it to the size you want. Or you can do Insert Image :)

okay thank you so much I think I know how to do it

The tall stallion walked through the trees, he held his head high as his scared chest and side randomly coming in and out of few. His ears pricked as he saw a stream, he walked out of the trees and over to the stream and stepped into the steam until the water was half way up his legs. He looked around his eyes locking on a few horses, he watched them for a moment before slowly lowering his head into the water to take a long drink.

He walked out of the stream and looked around again before deciding it was fine to graze for a while, he lowered his head to graze under a tree. He always kept the horses in his sight, he hated when horses suddenly disappeared, especially if he didn't know the horse.

It felt like an eternitity in which the mare had been staring at the newcomer [Night] without any words and her audits couldn't pick up a sound from the stallion [Storm] either. Had he left her? Would he even approach this stranger alongside her? She shivered at the thought, but remembered, Storm had no reason to becasue she was no one to him - or at least not anyone he chose to be around. Everything so far he had done was out of politeness, she assumed in recollection. A frown overtook her features and she looked at the new comer again as Night spoke. Exchanging her current expression for one that matched the younger mare, Noda approached with a new found, fake confidence towards the younger mare. "it's alright. My name is Noda." She introduced herself and felt herself jump as Storm brushed against her suddenly. She proceded to give him the same masking smile she had given the mare as she stood beside the two, feeling herself slowly want to crumple to the ground and disappear.

Chance is a paint stallion. He has a small blaze running down his face. He is brave, but he doesn't like to fight. He accepts that he isn't always the leader.

Chance trotted through the woods, ears pricked. When he reached the stream, he hesitated. He looked ahead, his stunning grey head raised uneasily. After determining that no predators were near, he drank deeply from the stream, the cool water refreshing. He walked through the stream, bare hooves clattering on the way rocks. He paused as he heard a stick break under him, not wanting to attract attention.

Chance clattered through the river carefully, knowing if he slipped it could mean death. He jumped over the last part of it, landing softly on the other side. He walked forward, not noticing a stallion {Rowan} laying near the end of the stream. He whinnied cautiously to the stallion, his ears pricked and his head raised. He arched his neck and snorted, pawing the ground uneasily in a way of submitting to the new stallion {Rowan}. He knew he couldn't fight the stallion {Rowan} and he let the stallion know that he would'nt try to.

Rowans ears had been pricked seance he heard the stallion land, when the stallion snorted {Chance} his head shot up and he was on his feet with his ears pinned in seconds. He stood there watching the stallion before he shook his head letting his mane fly around like crazy, he glared at the stallion {Chance} then gave his famously infamous troublesome smirk that he usually only gave to herds but he felt like it right then so before the stallion could react he turned and walked to the stream and walked into it until the water was half way up his leg, with his back turned he said "Names Rowan". Then he lowered his head for a drink, he was young, only 4, but he had more bad experiences then most horses get in 5 life times, he has the scars to prove it to.