Name: London Faux Gender: Female Species: Pegasus Appearance: Looks just like a fox with amethyst purple eyes View attachment 6407 Cutie mark: A single paw print that looks scratches. Her talent is animals, she incredibly fast at healing any animals. She has her own animal rescue at the edge of Ponyville full of forest animals. Many ponies all around bring thier exotic animals to Faux. What would normally take a few weeks to heal, it only takes a few days. Personality: Faux is very laid back, she can be a fun loving very calm pony but she can turn into a serious mare when needs to be. She’s got great leadership skills and she’s always looking out for her teammates. In serious matters Faux is always first to the stand to take charge of the situation. Faux is a party goer, shes not one to get incredibly crazy but if shes on a sugar rush from all of the cupcakes she can get pretty hyper. Shes normally in a happy mood and it rarely ever in a bad mood. If shes not in her rescue shop on the edge of Ponyville, then she's in the forest, soaking in the nature. Random info: She has a scar on her right shoulder that she got after nearly escaping a cougar attack in the Everfree Forest. BIO: One day at the age of 13, Faux ventured into the woods alongside Kenji who was a pet to Faux, like she always did during the summer day. Faux hated staying indoors, she felt drained and isolated whenever she stayed in for too long. She gained her energy through the outdoors; she could feel the energy from the trees as she would run across the open field just south of her home. Faux trotted down a dirt path that she herself had made from walking the path so many times. With Kenji at her side, she headed for the large oak tree that held the tree house that Faux had made when she was 7. She rounded the corner and the path grew small since it ran alongside a hill. Suddenly a loud yowl pierced Faux’s ears as she staggered back in fear. She looked around frantically searching for the source of the sound till her fox like eyes fell upon a cougar in the tree above. Kenji stood besides her growling at the cat above like it was a common house cat. Faux stayed calm and stood her ground as the ferocious cat jumped down and it started to circle Faux and Kenji. After a few circles the cat lunged but missed as both Kenji and Faux dodged the big claws. Kenji snarled more at the cougar and Faux hovered in the air planning a attack, she spotted a few rocks and landed and kicked them up like a soccer ball with her front hoof, she kept the balanced till she got the cats attention. The cat turned to attack but instead got a rock to the head. It yowled again and lunged for Faux and this time caught her. They tumbled till they landed with the cat on top. Its huge paw held Faux to the ground like she was merely a bug. The cat snarled and snapped as Faux kicked and squirmed to break free. She wasn't scared, she had the mind like a winner, and she would never give up. After a few more squirms she broke free from the cat’s claw, she rolled away from the cat and picked up the rocks she had kicked. She kicked them again this time harder and they hit the cat’s eye. The cat retreated and Faux grabbed Kenji and managed to escape into the air. The cougar leaped again this time only scratching the right shoulder. Faux flinched and fell a few feet in the air,she managed to gain back speed and fly home, her shoulder throbbing with pain as she flew. With Kenji on her back to manage to land back home, she landed on the roof but kept weight off her right front leg. She went inside and examined her wound; a major scratch went across her right front shoulder that would leave a scar. It’s been several years since the attack and Faux was no longer living in that little home in the woods. When she was 14, her mom had made them move when she heard about the attack. Faux lived in the dreadful town of Ponyville, she felt gloom and low on the power, the forest was so far away from her house, she hated it. She moved around Ponyville in depression till she was 18. She moved out and moved to the small hut just a couple of feet from the opening. It wasn't deep enough but it would manage. Kenji was still her dearest friend and lived proudly still by her side. Faux still hasn't been schooled and she chose not to. #3 Name: Charlie Gender: Female Species: Earth pony Approximate age: 20 Picture and/or Description: all white with gray spots that covers her back then moves down to her right front hoof. Her mane and tail are a messy bed-head type style and its black, the forelock covers one eye which shows her shyness type. Background: Charlie was born and raised in the city of Trottingham with her parents and brother. Charlie loved the city, the excitement with streets always held for the day and the way the sound of ponies chatting along like nothing. Charlie grew up in her parents restaurant downstairs from the shoe-box apartment they all lived in. Charlie spent many hours playing the piano for the crowd, most times she hated it only because ponies would talk over her music. When Charlie turned 9, Charlie was accepted to a private school school in Canterlot, she packed her back and headed out the day she turned 10. Charlie lived and breathed music the 5 years she was there, and even though she had the freedom to go home anytime, she stayed the extra 2 years to study more music. Charlie had very few friends and most of them didn't care for music, all but one. A young colt, a year older then Charlie played the base guitar in the local band and Charlie always liked to call him Red because all of his guitars had some sort of red color to them. Red and Charlie spent most of their time together in the music room or in the cupcake shop just few blocks down. The five years Charlie spent with Red and her love of piano were the best she could ask for. Red brought Charlie out of her shell more, making the strong and loyal pony she is today. The day Charlie returned was the worse possible day for her, the sadness that filled Red's eyes made Charlie want to stay with him forever but she knew she had to go home back to her family. When Charlie turned 16, she returned to her family with a cutie mark and all grown up. Charlie stayed with her parent for the next few years helping in their store just down the street. Charlie showed them what she learned in school and they provided a piano for Charlie to play in the store during hours. When Charlie turned 17 she moved to Ponyville to continue her career as a pianist for the local theater. Red soon moved to Ponyville as well and got a job at the same theater Charlie did, they became close friends and still are today. Today, at age 18 Charlie still plays the piano for the theater and she still lives in with Red as her neighbor now. She lives in a small two-story house now with a few roommates, just down a few doors of the theater. Personality: Charlie is shy and to herself but when she gets to know somepony she’ll be a very active and very caring pony. She normally wears aviators as she walks around so other ponies to stare as she passes. Charlie is quiet and is mostly never noticed in a group. But when she makes a true friend she’s a great listener and very trustworthy. Cutie Mark: Charlie was still in school and had just turned 11, she was roaming the halls late into the night unable to sleep. She made her way to the piano room and slowly and quietly made her way in and closing the door behind her. Three grand pianos stood in front of her and Charlie made her way to the closest one. She took a seat and ran her hooves over the keys and began to play. The sweet melody of the piano filled the room creating a soft musical feel. Charlie felt the world around her vanish as she focused more on the music at hoof. She had never had lesson before she came to the school, she only played the songs she's heard before. Charlie stayed in the room for the whole night, soon falling asleep with her head on the keys luckily Red found her before the teacher and he carried her to her room so she could sleep peacefully. When Charlie woke up a treble clef in a heart took over most of her flank. Charlie's talent was her love of piano.
