TwisteR

The huntress of alabaster hue entered the rocky Canyon at a graceful gallop. Tossing back her shaped tiara, the maiden's animation came to a cease. She had only been here two minutes and had already met one big-egoed stallion hating mare and an idiotic stallion who wanted to live with her. This place was strange.

The zephar carried her silken curtains of porcelin, making them ripple gently against her nape and partially covering her mocha pools. They were entrancing, mysterious and deep. Misleading some would say but TwisteR was one to tell it like it is, unless of course she 'liked' that equine, If you know what I mean. Coffee peirced pools scanned the surface of which she was standing on, cresents imprinted in the dirt, baring her signature for eternitY.

I'll spin you round...
TwisteR

Apache Outlaw

The large stallion, lead of the imfamous Horse Clan, trotted fourth, up the canyon ledges. His muscles rippled thickly beneath his pelt as he propelled himself around with beauty and graze, while also not trying to be a "show-off", as some studs were. A snort was soon emitted and he slowed, catching a scent. So unfamilier... What was it? A mare, of course, but who, actually? Someone he didn't know. He wondered if Libertys Ride, his mate, would feel like accepting a new member into the clan, if this one was interested? He and the clan both had their own ups and downs within the valley, come to think of it. Like in the past, with this one evil stallion. He had caused much trouble for them, but they got through it all.
Heading up farther, he soon reached the portion the new equine was standing apon. He bobbed his dial, and slowly eased his way up to her, clearing his throat lightly. "Hello, m'lady. Good day for you, I hope? I am Apache Outlaw, leader of the imfamous Horse Clan... May I know your name?" he asked, lifting a forehoof and then dropping it. He gazed at her, with warm orbs, as he waited for her reply. Hopefully a positive one, if anything.

Lead Stallion: Apache Outlaw
Lead Mare: Libertys Ride
Elder: Gray Rain
Stallions:
Free Spirit, Lucky Charm, Lunar Eclipse
Mares:
Freedom Rings, Songa

WE ARE FREE...

TwisteR

Twister was taken by surprise with the sudden arrival of Apache outlaw. Throwing up her sculpted tiara, Horns pricked, She studied the stag before deciding he wasn't a threat. She smiled as he bobbed his skull but was rather taken abacK. There is no need to show me respect M'lord, It should be the other way around. She dipped her crown in respect of the Lord before raising it again to look the male in the eyE. 'Lo M'lord, I am TwisteR, an individual with no home as of yet. The maiden continued to smile and shuffled a nadir slowly across hells roof, lifting some dust into the zephar without difficultly. Her ribbons flowed gently by the sides of her neck as the kona continued to observe the actions of the mascue. Her porcelin arabian feautures were beautiful and had a certian air of mystery and elegance about them. Her deep mocha pools looked into those of the vagabond, Was he okay to trust? She finally decided the answer was yes and so let her ears drop from their erect position and her whole posture relaxed but was still well held becuase of her lineagE.

TwisteR
I'll spin you round,
Until your life is a tornado,
And I'm in the center of it....

Apache Outlaw

Apache Outlaw looked at her, still with that same warm gaze. He always showed respect to others, leaders and non-leaders alike. He grinned lighltly before flicking his banner. The sunlight shown heavenly on his thicker winter pelt. Geeze, mustang's always got the warmer stuff. Outlaw personally didn't like it. He drew in a deep breath before continuing. "Well, if you wish. Anyway, since you have no home, I am extending and invitation out to you. The Horse Clan is really a nice group to live within, and the land is marvelous." he stated, hoping he didn't seem as though he was bragging. He sighed deeply, and then looked at her, waiting for a reply.