Tina

The world bears much

The fae walked in, her head bobbing to her 2 gaited beat. Her belly bulged with two foals inside them. Yes, it was almost time. Her thourougbred and quarter horse and mustang blood made her a hybrid, and her colors were envied. She would rather have a plain color, but she didn't care how she looked. Her only concern was the foals, eager to get out. She needed a stallion to help her. Help her raise them, protect them. Although she could do that, she needed to let them grow.

Apache Outlaw

The large stallion was scouting over the Prairie, searching for any mares or stallions that may want to join the imfamous Horse Clan. He was the leader of it, and had moved the horses in it to a real terra, one they could be more safe in. Eyeing the lone mare as he galloped around, he let out a shrill neigh to her in greeting. He wanted his presence to be known before he went up to her. Slowing as he reached her, he nickered another greeting before stopping, his head bobbing to wipe away his forelock to show blazing brown eyes. He smiled warmly at her, before speaking in his rather low, young voice.
"Hello, m'lady. I am Apache Outlaw, leader of the Horse Clan. May I know of your dubbance?" he said, tail flicking up and dopwn eagerly as he waited for an answer. He wondered if the mare would care to join the Clan. It could use some more members.

Tina

The world bears much.

The pregnant mare groaned as the foals inside her stirred. Hearing the stallion's call, her ears pricked up. She waits as he approaches, then speaks her words, casually, unlike him. "Name's Tina." She hoped that he wasn't in a big herd, she wasn't really social. She was more independent.

But I bear more.