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Name: Sun Shower Sex: Female Age: Filly, but right on the brink of marehood. Species: Pegasus Pelt Color: ★ When Sun Shower was born, she was actually almost completely black. Her coat lightened significantly, as she aged, though, finally becoming a medium shade of ash gray around the time that she graduated primary school. Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: ★★★Along with her black pelt, she was born with incredibly light hair, so light that it almost looked white in the sun. That too mellowed out quite quickly, becoming the shade that it is in her first four years. She likes to keep her tail tied in a bow, albeit it's so loose that it hardly helps her. Her favourite bow has a light red, almost pink, check design. She has a single strand of light blue in her mane, which she had done in her rebellious state not too long ago. It isn't obvious by any means, as the rest of her voluminous hair covers it. Eye Color: ★ When she's sad, her eyes seem to darken until they are almost black. However, when she's angry, they seem to become brighter and paler. Cutie Mark: Sun Shower's cutie mark came to her only just recently. It's an open umbrella surrounded by hearts. Physique: She may be a bit stockier and shorter than other ponies her age, but it's nothing too notable. Her eyes are a bit wide-set, and her ears are usually plastered back against her head when talking with others. She can't run very well because her right hind leg slips out from beneath her, landing her with a very weak right knee. That's why she prefers to keep to the air-- her knee can't hurt her there. Origin: Manehatten Roleplay Type: Mane Occupation: While her 'official' job is helping with the weather along with most of the other pegasi, Sun Shower is often described as incompetent for that job. She'll half-complete her work either out of laziness, or because she's incredibly distracted. She's in this job because of a few reasons. For one, upon realizing that most of the pegasi in Ponyville had a job in that field, she just kind of assumed that she should, too. Secondly, after so many years of repression, she wanted a job that would allow her to fly most of the time. And thirdly... she needs some source of income to pay for college. She likes to say that her true work is watching over the little foals in the park, at the playground, and anywhere else they might be. Motivation: It's a rather improbable motivation, and Sun Shower is well aware of that. However, the stubborn filly refuses to budge on her goal. She wants every foal in the world to have a very close friend, and if that friend is her, then she wouldn't mind. She also yearns to protect them all from the evils of adulthood. She's trying to save up enough money to go to the University of Trottingham to hopefully pursue a degree in child psychology. Likes: - The Ocean - Children - Reading - Music - Sunshine - Lemonade - Flying - Cuddling - Coconuts - Bubble Baths - Herbal Tea Shampoo - Sleeping - Adventures Dislikes: - Schedules - Heavy Objects - The Cold - Winter - Dragons - Cities - Restraint - Milk - Coffee - Foul Language Character Summary: When Sun Shower was born with wings, it send a ripple of confusion through her family. There hadn't been a pegasus in the gene pool since Great Grandma Turtledove! Some ponies called that there had to be an affair, but this was a half-hearted accusation; they all knew that the mare was too loyal. But sure enough, the little black foal was born with wings and a strange limp, but other than that, she was a very ordinary pony They didn't like her flying, though. They claimed that it was because it 'looked so horribly and embarrassingly clumsy', but they would never admit to anyone that they didn't want to be stuck on the ground when their own flesh and blood could fly wherever she wanted. So that was why Sun Shower never learned how to fly. Only when she grew up did it become obvious to her parents that she didn't talk. Now, they weren't sure if it was because she couldn't, or because she wouldn't. All they knew was that for most of her first few years in school, they'd get calls home from her teacher because she was 'being disrespectful'. In fact, she only had one pony she could truly call a friend-- a colt, around her age, that appreciated her silence and could communicate easily without words. Now, Sun Shower's parents, a stallion named Sunshine and a mare named Misty, were very conscious of their image. They were also acutely aware of the gossip spreading like wildfire-- the perfect, cosmopolitan, couple had a child who was so... so... unlike them? They feared for their image, and they would stop at nothing to maintain it. And that was the reason that the door would be locked in the middle of the night. Sun Shower became a shaky, trembling girl, but at least she talked. She tended to mumble, and often couldn't find the right word, and still much preferred non-verbal communication, but she did talk. But some neighbours would swear that they heard broken sobs coming from the apartment. However, those rumours were easier to squash than the ones about their daughter being an invalid, especially when happy chatter about a new baby on the way drawing attention away from the older foal. Sunflower, Sun Shower's younger sister, was born with a lovely blue pelt, a vibrant green mane, beautiful blue eyes, and no wings. Yes, she was the perfect daughter for the equally exquisite Sunshine and Misty. The two sisters were polar opposites. Sun Shower was quiet and reserved, while Sunflower was loud and boisterous. Sun Shower was awkward, while Sunflower fit in wherever she went. Sun Shower was artistic and meek, and Sunflower was social and demanded attention when she entered a room. Sun Shower was intelligent, sure, maybe even brilliant, but to the socialites who were her parents, she was always second to her sister. This carried on for years, until Sun Shower finally get fed up. She was just a few years away from reaching the age where she couldn't be called a 'filly' anymore, and she was still a blank flank. Her sister, although four years younger than her, already had her cutie mark-- a sunflower, which wasn't a surprise to anypony. Beneath her quiet exterior, Sun Shower was seething. Maybe that's why, in a silent act of rebellion, she got a single streak of bright blue in her mane. She didn't care that it was raining-- nothing could have stopped her from doing that. It was on her way back that she saw a tiny foal huddled under the awning of a building, trying to keep dry. Sun Shower hardly processed her actions-- all she knew was that suddenly she was sharing her umbrella with the little foal, running her hoof through his mane, and even going so far as making him laugh. At some point, he admired her cutie mark, and exclaimed how fitting it was. Sun Shower didn't understand what he was talking about, until she looked at her flank herself. Sure enough, finally, a cutie mark was there. Sun Shower was stupid enough to think that her parents would be proud of her. However, they had already accepted that Sun Shower was their 'problem child', and would never live up to Sunflower. When they refused to believe that their eldest daughter could possibly be good at anything, she didn't get sad. She got mad. And since a mad Sun Shower doesn't usually think before she acts, when she finally calmed down she was on a train to a quaint little town that she had heard of called Ponyville. She didn't regret her actions, though. All that she did was write a letter. Not to her family, but to her friend-- the one that she'd had since childhood. She begged for his forgiveness, and expressed her gratitude for him always supporting her. She also told him that she hoped to see him again soon. And once she got off at the train station near Ponyville, the very first thing she did was mail that letter. The very next thing she did was teach herself to fly. It was embarrassing at first. Humiliating. But sure enough, after almost a year of intensive effort, she was just about as apt as a standard pegasus. It's been about two years since she fled to Ponyville, and her parents haven't tried to contact her, which is all well and good. She keeps contact with her childhood friend, and gets along very well with the foals around Ponyville. She always was like a child at heart, after all-- so connecting with children comes naturally to her.