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    Anna stared at the food uncertainly and with a bit of longing. She gave Sawako a confused look before across of her. "I'd like to apologize for intruding on your personal space. I'll admit I was a bit suprised, and curious, to find someone living in this house. Even though times have changed, I thought it was still labelled as cursed or whatever. And to find another witch living here.. But know you've offered snacks and I don't understand that either." Her face looked apologetic. "Sorry, I talk a lot." Anna carefully grabbed the tea, taking a sip. Wow, it tastes to good and the mochi looks great. Nirmally I avoid sweets but..

    Aiko stepped into her dressing area, placing her instrument on its stand. Her habds touched the violin again before she left. There were a few more people playing after her, so she decided to join the crowd and watch. Her entrance to the seating area was quiet. She stood on the sidelines, watching couples whisper to each other and the pianist onstage begin their song. Her eyes wandered around the room, meeting a few sets of eyes for brief seconds.


    (I apologize for not being active! ^^")


    Name: Cera
    Age: 19
    Gender: Femal
    Species: Werecat
    Personality: Her mood depends on the time of the day and who she's around. She'll be nicer is she like you. (Usually.) Her attitude is carefree at best. It is hard to get her angry, instead she get annoyed.


    Cera's eyes watched her surroundings with ease. It was dark and others preferred to stay indoors. It was the perfect time to prowl and keep to herself. Maybe come across an unusual being along the way. She was much for socializing but she was opposed to a good story now and again. And creatures traveling at night usually had good ones.

    Aiko applauded as the girl onstage finished her song and left. She had a sense of appreciation for her fellow musician, her name was Amyle? At least that was what she thought someone had said. From the emotion the girl had while play the song, she must have been playing all her heart. A faint smile was on her face. It had been a wonderful performance. Her eyes scanned the roim for this girl, Amyle. Maybe she would talk with her, maybe she wouldn't. She almost couldn't believe she displayed any interest in this other girl. Curiosity was an unusual thing for her.

    My character:


    Her cutie mark represents her enormous heart and compassion for the ones she loves. She is also free-spirited, to go along with her name Breezy Heart. Sorry I cannot really provide much more information, my braaain. Ill definitely have more to say during the roleplay XD


    The plot is simple. Our ponies meet, befriend each other, and eventually fall in love.


    RP:
    The breeze was soft and rustled gently though the plants of the mountain side. Yes, this vacation had been an excellent idea. The bustling streets of Manehattan and the ever busy skies of Cloudsdale, everything seemed so peaceful.


    Breezy Heart was staring sleepily into a gently flowing stream. She was throwing small pebbles and watching as the shallow water rippled. She yawned loudly and stood up. Her wings and body stretched out and she began walking back to her tent. Camping wasn't too bad. She didn't like insects or spiders but there was most silence or the noises of nature.


    As she trotted into the campground, she watched as a group of fillies and colts chased after a rainbow colored butterfly. She smiled as she watched them run by. It was nice to see such energetic foals. She stopped at her tent, sitting on a log near right outside it.

    Breezy jumped in response as the stick hit her flank softly. "Wait, what?" She was pulled from a little daydream she was having. She looked around for the culprit, spotting the stallion in the trees who called out to her. "Uh, hi?" She picked up the stick and looked questioningly at him.

    Breezy puffed up childishly at Timber, blowing a raspberry in his direction. "Oh really sir, such a pony like me has never seen such a foreign object." She stood up from the log she was sitting on and snatched the stick away with her mouth. She spread her wings, hovering above his head, sending a wink back.

    Username- Luna Buddy
    Characters name- Nightflash/Snowdrop
    Age- 24 moons/83 moons
    Personality(At least two sentences)- A bit forgetful, clumsy, and awkward but had a good heart. He enjoys being a wild cat and takes his duties seriously./She is forgetful and grumpier by the day. She is very loving to her clanmates.
    Rank- Warrior/Elder
    Appearance(Cat)- A black tom with white paws and a white chest. He has seemingly glowing green eyes./A white she-cat with a few black splotches and light blue eyes.
    Appearance(Wings)- Black wings with a few white feathers here and there./Pure, white wings.
    Special talents/Powers apart from wings- Nightflash is super fast and can be a quick thinker/Snowdrop was born blind but can detect others by heat signature.
    History- Both were together, living in the forest, hiding.
    Crush/Mate/Kits- None/Not interested
    Kin- Snowdrop is Nightflash's mother.
    Other- No one is immortal

    Hydrangea Bud (Hydra)


    (Generic pony maker, yay!)


    Hydrangea Bud was a serious pony. Perhaps so serious to the point, it was weird. But she was also weird in a different way. She liked to sit in fields of flowers and just talk. She talked to nopony at all, just to herself. Or so everypony thought.


    Hydra love flowers. Her cutie mark had to do with flowers. She could tell how a flower felt. If it was happy, she knew. If it was sad, she knew.


    Unfortunately for her no one understood this and why she took flowers so seriously. Instead ponies chose to whisper about her and laugh. She knew all to well that they did this. So she was serious.


    The flowers were happy. It was spring and time for them to bloom. They were quietly humming a song to Hydra as her eyes fluttered sleepily. Yes, if the flowers were happy, she was happy. Even the dandelions were pleased.


    Hoofsteps echoed in the distance and the flowers began to worry. They didn't want to be trampled. Hyrda sat up and watched over the flower protectively, waiting for whatever pony was approaching.

    Avery is a flirtatious tom cat with lovely golden eyes. He seems to be very energetic and friendly. He has long fur that has a variety of browns and white.


    Vance: A Siamese tom cat with gentle looking blue eyes. He is somewhat anti-social and dislikes Avery's cocky attitude with she-cats. He gets nervous and clumsy around she-cats.



    It was a lovely day to be a loner, or so the tom cat Avery thought. Cats were out and about in the abandoned twoleg neighborhood and there were plenty of she cats to talk to. Just thinking about it made him excited.


    Meanwhile he was being oblivious to his brother's glares behind him. This cat is an idiot, Vance thought to himself over and over. "Avery.." He spoke in a low voice and he knew his brother heard because the tom stopped in his tracks. Gulping, Avery turned around and grinned. "DON'T get ahead of yourself. Not every she cat is available. It's no wonder why you always get beaten up."


    Avery scoffed. "Oh come on Vancy-butt. You're just jealous because you can't hold a little conversation with a cat of the opposite gender." He walked off, leaving Vance speechless and mildly annoyed. Avery found a group of talking she cats and bounded towards them. Vance found himself a spot to glare and mumble under his breath about his brother.

    (I have to say I am really enjoying your profile picture. C; Look at all those beautiful Squidwards. )
    Avery skidded in his dash towards the group, nearly ramming into another cat that seemed to come out of nowhere. He stopped in his tracks. This was just another cat. No, she was stunning, with silver fun that seemed to shine. The group over there could wait, he want to talk to her instead. He meowed in a friendly manner. "Well sorry about that miss. Didn't mean to just about run you down."


    Vance sighed as his stomach rumbled. Well he could go for some food. He stood up and wandered the woods, finding a small river to follow. He trailed along it, keeping an ear out for anything.

    He looked back with a good-natured twinkle in his eye. She was very nice, pretty, he was already enjoying himself. "Well my apology still stands." He gave her a dip of the head. "Well miss, My name is Avery. What is yours, might I ask?"


    Vance stopped in his tracks as he met eyes with a orange she cat. She called out her greeting and he could only stare, dumbstruck. "Uhh, uh.." He mumbled an awkward hi.