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Full Name: Perpetual Twilight
Nickname: Twi
Age: Eleven
Species: Equine
Breed: Thoroughbred x Mustang x Friesian
Pelt/Hide Colour: Blanket Appaloosa
Eye Colour: Spring leaves
Gender: Brute
Personality: Twi tends to be a dark little guy, mainly due to the dark magique that taints his countanence. Humor never escapes him. A foal at heart, yet grown up from the day of his birth, his sides seem to clash yet meld together in a personality all his own. He can be a bit of a push over, the big brother type. However his rapid mood swings tend to keep others far from him. He hates forcers with a passion, mainly due to the circumstances of his own birth. While waiting for that one special mare though, he tends to be a bit of a player. He also has a bit of a soft side for those of more canine ancestry, and he much prefers their company than that of other equine.

History: Twi is the product of a forcer and slave union. His mother was a bit self destructive. She willing gave herself to his father - slave life was all she had ever known. Twi was the first of her pregnancies to be finished and alive. With the birth of her son, life came back to his mother. She refused to pin her life onto her son's, refused to have the taint of his father reach his innocent little heart. Through an escapade filled with luck, the mare escaped with her young fawn, however, once free, she knew hardly how to survive. All her life had been lived from the confines of a cage. Twi knew his mother's struggle was a loosing battle. He knew he was the only thing keeping her from returning, and he knew that eventually he wouldn't be enough. When it all boiled down to it, eventually he would be old enough to fend without her.

The months after their escape were horrible. One bad thing after another through itself at them. All in all, they should never have survived. When push came to shove, when predators finally got brave enough to come around, Twi stepped up to the plate. Shadow magique festered within the young horse, allowing him to play protector. Also forcing him to grow up a lot faster than others his age.

But with the budding of spring flowers, came new hope for his mum in the form of a mighty brumby.
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