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Dinky grinned. "Aw yeah! I love cookies! Oh wait, I said that already. Oh well, I LOVE COOKIES!" Dinky followed the mare into the kitchen, giggling. She glanced around as she walked in. The kitchen was cozy and she smiled happily. "Mm! They sure smell good! That walk was rather hungryfying.. Umm.. I mean ... It made me hungry!" Dinky grabbed a cookie off the plate and thanked the mare. These cookies looked real good! She dumped her saddlebag beside the table, making sure the strap wouldn't be left out so anypony might trip. "Thanks Miss Foalsitter! Umm, what did you say your name was?"

"Hi there, Miss Foalsitter! I'm Dinky," Dinky half-yelled, in a sing-song voice. She grinned happily and skipped into the mare's home. "Mommy said your name was uh.. Miss G-Goat.. Umm, Miss Green.." Dinky stopped in the hallway, her hoof to her chin. It was just like her to forget something important like a name. She sighed and plopped her rump down in the middle of the hallway, thinking. "Um.. I can't remember." She looked up to the red mare sadly, ashamed at herself to forget such an important thing. But, suddenly, the filly's head spun round. "Do I smell cookies?! Oh boy! I love cookies, they're my all-time favourite sweet! Well except muffins. And cupcakes. And icecream. And lollipops! and.."

Dinky was walking through Ponyville, having just been let out of school for the day. She was humming a happy tune as she skipped through the town, making her way to the address her mommy had given her earlier. Mommy was busy today and she couldn't collect Dinky from school, so she had arranged a new foalsitter to look after Dinky. Dinky wondered what her new foalsitter would be like. Pretty? Friendly? Fun? Would they play silly games with her? Would they draw together? Would he or she be mean to her? She reached the house, and checked the address on the piece of paper that she had safely tucked into the pocket of her saddlebag. Nodding to herself, she knocked on the door and hopped around on the doorstep, excited to meet her new foalsitter!

"Fleetfoot! hey how are ya! gosh yeah I've just been so excited. I mean its finally happened I'm a pro now!" Fleetfoot grinned at the stallion's excitedness. She was so happy for him. She giggled happily, pushing her glasses up to her forehead. "I told you you could do it, didn't I?" "So what are you doing here? I wouldnt guess you're leaving the wonderbolts, so I suppose you're here to help me judge?" "Sorry! The 'Bolts are my family, wouldn't change that for the world!" She took off to join him in the air, laughing. "I'm here to cheer you on. Moral support. I can help ya judge if you want me too though. "So, what time are we due to start? I wouldn't want to be waiting in this silly suit for hours!" She looked back at her suit, as though apologizing. She wouldn't give up this suit for anything, no matter what she said! She loved her position, and all the perks of the job; she just couldn't stand the fawning fans, although she was getting better at facing that fear. She turned as Crescent spoke up to somepony she didn't notice. She glanced at the pegasus, took a breath and smiled. "Hi there! Name's Fleetfoot, Wonderbolts. Good luck today!"

Fleetfoot skipped out of her door, grinning to herself. She had a day off of training today, and had slept so well the night before. She felt so good! She went to check her mail, and just as she opened the box, a flier fluttered down, and she glanced up, seeing nothing but a purple streak in the sky. She quickly read through the flier, and her eyes widened. There was only one pony who could possibly have arranged this. Still grinning widely, the young mare rushed inside to get changed, and emerged once more from her cloudy home in the sky. She took off easily and zoomed off to the place she knew well now; the Cloudeseum. She checked her reflection quickly before entering the building and smiled as she took in her own appearance. Her goggles were shined and the strong sunlight gleamed off of them. She could be stressed by her job sometimes, although she couldn't help but feel a little bit excited every single time she saw herself in her uniform. She walked into the Cloudesuem and smiled, spotting a purple blur pacing back and forth a few hooves in the air. Clearing her throat, she smiled. "Eesh, Crescent! Think ya did enough advertising? I saw about ... I don't know, a gazillion fliers on the way here!"

Fixed!

Fleetfoot was walking along the clouds by herself, her goggles hanging around her neck. She had gotten home early from training, and she had taken a shower. She decided a walk along the clouds would refresh her, and hopefully not make her sore, over-worked joints feel worse. She found a cloud which looked perfect for napping and smiled, cuddling down into it. Despite everypony's assumptions that a Wonderbolt should be full of energy and to call all the time, Fleetfoot was the opposite; lazy. Although it wasn't as if she cared. She was just getting comftwhen a caramel coloured pegasus caught her eye. She blinked and rubbed her eyes. Huh, seemed kinda familiar. Although everypony seemed familiar to her. She decided to fly down to him and meet him. She smiled and took off. Her wings failed her, and she got a cramp. "Arghh! I shouldn't have stopped using them so quickly after training!" she crash landed onto the pegasus stallion. "Ohmygosh! I'm so sorry!"

Pretty good, just tweaking it around a lil bit.

I would absolutely love one! Could you draw her standing without the suit and maybe her goggles around her neck or something? Her eyes are green.. Her cutie mark is listed here.

"Oh, folks think I'm strange because I never leave my tower. There's always some wild rumors about me flying around." She smiled at Midnight. "Don't you like Canterlot either?" Silver Wish took the bag and tilted her head. It seems that she and this filly had quite a lot in common.

Roleplay Type: World Of Equestria RP Name: Circuit Sex: Male Age: Young Stallion Species: Pegasus Eye Color: Teal Coat Color: White Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Blue mane and tail, formerly styled like Canterlot guards mane/tail, and now has grown and hangs straight and a little messy. Physique: A regular Pegasus build. Cutie Mark: A royal crest with a wing and a star in the middle, representing his duties as a Royal Pegasus Guard. Origin/Residence: Canterlot Occupation: Former Pegasus guard for the Princess, now manages a small school where he trains upcoming Pegasi guards. Motivation: To fulfil his duties as a guard for the princess, and to someday perhaps set up a flight camp. Likes: Flying, his job, relaxing at the end of the day with a good book, seeing his trainee’s get accepted Dislikes: Failing his princess, wing injuries, disappointed trainees. Character Summary: Born to a Pegasus mother and Unicorn father in Canterlot, Circuit knew from a young age that he wanted to guard the beloved Princess Celestia. He trained his hardest as a colt, to be on par with the pegasi guards at that time, and managed to rank within the top percentage of Pegasi guards despite his age. He was quickly accepted nearing the end of his colthood, and he thoroughly enjoyed every aspect of his job. One day, he was assigned a job in which it was his duty to pull a chariot in high winds. He and his partner made it to their destination unhurt, although on the return journey with the empty chariot, the winds got the better of Circuit, and he crashed to land, injuring his left wing badly. He took rest, hoping to return to work, but eventually he realised that he wouldn’t be able to. He decided to do something to take his mind off his dilemma, and opened up a small school where he teaches pegasi the basics to becoming a Royal Pegasus Guard. He is not the strongest of fliers anymore, and often his students are impatient with him due to his lack of ability to keep up with them. He got his cutie mark one day when he was out walking with his little sister. His childhood bully showed up, and Circuit was faced with a confrontation. The bully in question began to pick on his little sister, so the young colt, doing the only thing he knew, began to stand up for, and guard his little sister with his life. The bully was shocked, and ran off, and Circuit knew, even before he looked back at his flank, that he had found his calling. Despite his history, and everypony’s expectations for him to be bitter and cold because of his accident, he is gentle, patient and kindhearted, especially when it comes to his students. Having been brought up by strict parents, he knows how to hold his tongue when necessary, and he tries his hardest to be mannerly at all times. He also has a soft spot for animals, and has a pet dog who he called Cirrus. Circuit found Cirrus after his accident one day while going for a long walk to take his mind of his injury. The dog looked thin, and didn’t stop following him, so Circuit made the decision to keep him and nurse him to health, considering he had never had a pet when he was a colt. They bonded over time, and now are almost inseperable.

Silver Wish was surprised that this filly and she had so much in common. Perhaps there was suggesting of a possible friend for the unsocial mare. She noted the name. Midnight Read. "You look like you have been looking at the stars for too long, when have you last slept?" Silver Wish rubbed her eyes, noticing how tired she really was. "Nah, I've been travelling to visit my parents here, and I'm tired from the journey. I don't travel much." She smiled at Midnight. "Anyway, is this your shop? I'd love to own my own bookstore, but somehow I think ponies would run in terror at the sight of me. I'm not a popular pony back home, as I've said." Silver Wish stretched her legs and stood up. She wasn't used to talking so much, but the conversation flowed easily with this filly.

Seaspray smiled meekly. She was grateful that Whisperpaw was being so understanding. He just had so much love in his heart. She stayed silent in throught for a while, and then she came up with a solution. "You can eat now. I'm not too hungry, and then m-maybe tomorrow we can go out for br-breakfast? I know a small café nearby that's always quiet." She wondered if he would be offended by her openly noting his insecurity on being around noisy ponies. Or perhaps grateful that she had spared him embarrassment and nervousness?

Silver Wish extracted the 5 bits from her pouch and pushed them toward the filly. She picked up the pouch and returned it to her saddlebags. "Yeah, I love looking at the stars. I read a lot so most people back home in Stalliongrad don't pay me much mind, but I don't really care." Silver Wish sat down on her rump and flashed a tired smile at the filly. "Silver Wish."

"Well you're welcome to join me... And I don't hold grudges, so I let my anger leave me." Fleetfoot flapped her wings and joined the mail-mare in the air, smiling warmly. She let the mare lead the way, and she hummed contentedly as they flew. Wow, it was quite nice to fly slowly for once. Fleetfoot couldn't help swooping and doing little tricks whenever the mare wasn't paying attention. She tried to bite her lip and not giggle. She never realised flying slow could be this relaxing! "Oh! I just realised, I never asked your name, how silly of me." Fleetfoot flapped her wings and flew up so that she was on nose-level with her companion. "Also, you say you don't hold grudges, which I can respect. I know we all sacrifice something for our jobs, but it's still completely unfair that you get treated that way. Postal workers are helpful ponies! They should be respected by everypony!"

Fleetfoot was relieved to see that this mare clearly didn't realise she was a Wonderbolt. Although, come to think of it, nopony recognized her unless she had her uniform and goggles on. She wasn't technically seen much outside of training, so she reckoned she shouldn't have been surprised. "It was just a colt pulling a prank on me... This time it was a stormcloud charged with lightning... I'm okay with it though.Being pranked is something all postal workers just deal with." Fleetfoot was taken aback, and stamped her hoof on the cloud she had landed on after retrieving the letters. She punched a hole in the cloud, although she wasn't paying much attention. Postal workers shouldn't be treated that way! This wasn't fair! "Pranks? That's not very nice! Was it that pesky colt from over there?" Fleetfoot asked, tilting her head back in the direction of the infamous prankster colt's cloud-house. "He annoys pretty much everypony around Cloudsdale, but still, if what you say is true, then it sounds like it's not just him. Don't you ever get annoyed?" Fleetfoot frowned, tapping her chin. Discreetly glancing over the cloud, she saw a confused group of ponies back down on the ground. Eesh, they really expected her to turn up. "I'm supposed to be at a meet-and-gree - I mean, somewhere, but I don't wanna go. I can help you with your round if you need company. Though it looks like you're almost finished." Fleetfoot was curious to hear just how many pranks this young mare had to be victim to.

"My house is full of animals and the things that I use to care for them are everywhere... I-I don't mind." Seaspray smiled, happy that Whisperpaw understood her situation. She was so glad this stallion had taken interest in her, considering they shared common interests. She noticed the stallion twitch to calm his nerves, and she understood he must have been startled by the sound of her hooves on the wood. She made her way to the kitchen, and looked around for something to eat. "If its n-not t-to much trouble, then yes p-please...B-but if it is then, I'll wait until breakfast." Seaspray smiled at Whisperpaw, and nuzzled him, trying to calm him further. There was nothing that would put her out of her way for him. She went to the cupboards and peered around. "I can make d-daisy s-sandwiches, but not much else. I n-need some groceries.." The mare blushed, ashamed that Whisperpaw had caught her out when she was obviously so disorganized. Generally, she had everything in specific cupboards, and everything was alligned it's place, but this week, since she had been too busy caring for her turtle friend, she hadn't had the time. She lowered her head, flushing of shame as her eyes threatened to water.

Fleetfoot awoke a little while later from a particularly good dream about the day she got her cutie mark. She sighed as the foalish giggling made it's way through her fluffy earmuffs, and she pulled it out, rising into the air as she did so. So much for a peaceful nap. As she rose from her cloud, she collided with another pegasus, and she grimaced as she realised she had knocked out the contents of other pegasus' bag. Letters floated down and Fleetfoot whizzed around in record time, collecting them all - being a super speedy Wonderbolt came in handy sometimes. She grinned apologetically to the frazzled mail-mare, but her smile faded when she noticed the mare's burned tail and mane, and the look of upset on her face. "Hey, I'm really sorry about that! I should really pay attention to where I'm flying!" she said, in her usual shy-yet-bubbly tones. "Uh, are you okay? You like kinda angry." She was honestly concerned about the mare, considering her hair was smoking, and her pelt looked singed.

Seaspray picked at the sand, worried he'd think she was crazy for asking him to stay with her for the night. She was surprised when he agreed. She stood up and stretched her legs, smiling shyly at Whisperpaw. She couldn't help but wonder what he really saw in her. She froze as she realised how messy her home was after she had turned the place over earlier, in search of ointment for her turtle companion's injured leg. She hoped he wouldn't mind a bit of mess. "U-um, my house isn't very clean.." she said, as she led the way to the beach-side cottage just a few hoofsteps away from where they had sat previously. Her hooves sounded too loud on the wooden porch, and she blushed, opening the door shyly. She walked in and stood in the main hall, using her magic quickly to sweep cages and tanks away out of the walkway. "Umm.. Would you maybe like something to eat, or are you t-tired?"

(OOC: First time trying out Fleetfoot, yay! Anyone wanna be her friend? ) Fleetfoot had an appearence to make. She was due in Ponyville for an appearance by herself; her coach had thought getting out in public would be good for her. However, she was tired out from training, so the young Wonderbolt was resting in a fluffy cloud-bed right outside her cloud-mansion in Cloudsdale. She sighed and rolled over, trying to block the buzz of pony-chatter from underneath and around the clouds. She groaned and plugged her ears with cloud, and smiled contentedly. Fleetfoot knew that Spitfire would be mad when she learned that she had failed to turn up to her signing, but she would worry about that later. She wasn't in the mood for a meet-and-greet today, especially since the ponies of Ponyville always seemed a little bit over-excited. Personally, she just wanted to spend her day with one or two friendly ponies who wouldn't scream their manes off when she entered the vicinity. Fleetfoot was shyer than most ponies thought. Despite 'living the dream' as a Wonderbolt, Fleetfoot hated the attention, and especially hated seeing her face on the posters. She didn't have time for friends, due to the fact she had to train most of the time, but right now, she thought, she could really use someone she could just.. talk to. She stuck her nose into the fluffy cloud and closed her eyes, oblivious to her surroundings.

Ooohh! Seaspray?

Fleetfoot just got accepted, if you are perhaps still interested.

Cast Characters: Fleetfoot Female-Pegasus-Young Mare Threads: Missing in Action / Fliers of Excellence Dinky HoovesFemale-Unicorn-Filly Threads: A New Foalsitter!

Tehehe - oh my gosh, thank yoou!

Silver Wish was tapping her hooves on the ground impatiently. She didn't like to be kept waiting by other ponies. She glanced up as she heard hoofsteps on the stairs. She tried to throw a smile at the filly behind the counter. "That's .. no problem," she said, through gritted teeth. She couldn't take her anxiety out on this filly, as much as she may have wanted to. She busied herself by trying to find her bits in her saddlebags. She used her magic to retrieve her pouch of bits, knocking two books out of her bags by accident. "Shoot.." She sighed and began to pick them up with her magic, apologising hastily to the mare behind the counter, she picked her bits up with her mouth, and once she had finished cleaning she turned back to the counter. "'ow 'uch is ih?" she blushed and dropped her bit-pouch on the counter, grimacing. "I mean, how much is it?" She suddenly realised why she didn't go out in public much. She was making such a foal of herself.