The-Jaded-Bug

Patches felt a little better as the unicorn began to muster an apology, but he couldn't help but look a little nervous himself. It had been some time since he had gone out-and-about after his last growth-spurt and, while the white pony seemed less inclined to run away than he thought she would, her uneasiness was still very much apparent. Her mentioning that he didn't have to stay outside, however, gave him even more reassurance, and the dragon nodded gently at her words. "Th-thank you for your understanding, M-Moondrop..." He managed to mumble as he lightly bowed his head in a humble manner. Admittedly, he wasn't even sure if that was the mare's name, as word-of-mouth had actually brought up a number of them by the time Joy had heard of her. Still, out of all the ones that showed up, 'Moondrop' seemed the most fitting to her striking pale coat and mane. His ears perked back to normal, but he kept his wings folded all the same. He still wanted to leave a good impression in front of the toymaker, after all. And as for Swift Kite, she was just relieved about not having to be in the middle of a balancing act anymore. That is, one between calming down a frightened mare and consoling a friend of his many insecurities. With that matter resolved, Moondrop offered them - and uneasily too - if the two would join her in her living room to discuss business arrangements (with a spot of tea, of course). "Sure thing!" Kite answered with a grin, practically oblivious of the unicorn's hesitancy. While unsure of just how nervous she was, the scaly creature next to the young, red and blue mare seemed to pick up on it, if only slightly. Trying to hide this, he smiled and nodded again before the white pony led the two inside her house, all while Patches trailed behind both of them after miraculously fitting through the doorway. The trip from there to the living room was rather...interesting, to say the least. Swift Kite almost swore she heard the sound of closing of doors and moving silverware, but only thought Moondrop was using her magic to levitate some stray objects out of the way. "Maybe there's other ponies in the house...?" She mused quietly but out loud, more to herself than at her friend and co-worker from behind. If the duo wasn't about to discuss business with the mare in front of them, and if Patches hadn't known any better, then he might have facepawed at the comment. Maybe he was being a little too attentive, or it was merely his senses picking up on his surroundings, but it seemed pretty obvious: Moondrop was far from prepared for the meeting. It wasn't his first time seeing somepony using unicorn magic, and seeing how much her horn was glowing, he could tell she wasn't just using it to move books from their path. 'Note to self: Remind Kite to contact them back before planning another trip,' Patches was thinking, feeling a pang of empathy towards the white unicorn. It was the first business meeting that either mare would have, or at least for Swift Kite, the first one held inside somepony's house, so he couldn't blame them of them for the situation at hoof. But even then, while the dragon cared for Swift Kite like one of the sisters he never had, he sometimes wished that she could be a little more - or a lot more - attentive when came situations such as this. As they continued on, the dragon cringed at the sound of clattering silverware, almost halting and digging his claws into the floor as he did, but kept most of his composture and followed the others into the living room. Moondrop gestured at the them to sit. Not wanting to leave a giant sag in the sofa, or let alone break it, Patches sat next to it on his hind legs, almost like dog would as his tail curled to his side. Swift Kite sat onto the sofa next to the larger creature and beamed happily as she accepted the unicorn's offer for tea. Her dragon friend nodded politely and took a cup a well. "Y-yes please, and again, th-thank you." He replied shyly to the white mare, examining the tea cup as though figuring out how to drink from it. It seemed so, well, small in the dragon's forepaw. His instincts kept telling him to plop the porcelain cup his mouth and scarf it down along with his drink, and ask for a second cup with more tea, maybe even a third one and- 'No! NononoNO! Don't even THINK about it!" He scolded himself mentally. He lifted up the cup with his right paw, trying not to scratch it with his claws, and poured the steaming liquid in his mouth, not one drop being spilt onto the living room floor. He didn't at all mind the tea's taste, and in fact, he actually kind of liked it. Plus, with being a dragon and all, he didn't need to wait for it to cool off either. At least it temporarily took his mind off of eating her ceramics, but he now felt hungry. There was a stash of gems inside of his messenger bag, but he thought that eating them now wouldn't be the polite thing to do in front of an already nervous hostess.

Kk, thanks Quick!

Admittingly I was unsure about it, but it just might work. I've had this character in mind for a while, and to say the least, she certainly gets herself into a bit of piracy. I think she'll suit the GoLucky family quite well, even if her special talent isn't quite related to gambling. And her name? Gear Savvy! But for the sake of the GoLucky family name, "Gear Savvy" is actually something that she pinned for herself, while her real name is Savoir GoLucky. Yes, I've decided to have ol' Savvy to be part of the GoLucky family along with having her part of the Freedomwings crew (if you don't mind). She does originate from Trottingham after all. I also had in mind that she would have blonde hair even before considering this. Maybe she could be Clover's cousin? If that's alright, I mean.

Okay, I just got some more editing in and a pretty good start on her character summary(I think)! I'm still adding more to the latter though.

Kinda slow this week. I've moslty just done edits to what I have so far, I'm just figuring out a way to put Gale's summary in words.

It wasn't the first time Patches had been to Canterlot - and in fact, he used to live inside one of its so-called 'esteemed' magic schools - but anypony could tell that the young mare flying excitedly around him was a newcomer. The moment they entered through the gates that afternoon, Swift Kite had basically been wide-eyed and awed - if not a little intimidated - by just about everything the city had to offer: The tall and gleaming towers, its spiraling, winding streets, she never thought she would one day visit what was practically Equestria's capital! But even the red and blue Pegasus was aware of it: They were here for their occupational sake, not just to fool around. While the aesthetically appealing architecture was hard ignore, Swift Kite did her best not to get sidetracked...or that is, whenever she wasn't fluttering back and forth between eying the city's towering structures and zooming back towards her much larger friend. Patches knew the way after all, or at least knew the streets well enough without having to look at a map every few seconds. Still though, the dragon couldn't help but feel a little, well, uneasy, to say the least. Maybe it was Swift Kite's (quite literal) flighty behavior, a trait that could make her the target of more unsavory beings may feel inclined to use that for their selfish, harmful advantages. Or maybe it was the passer-byers that kept giving the unlikely duo odd and questioning glances. Or maybe it was how the Pegasus seemed completely oblivious of either possibility... ...Or maybe he was concerned. Too concerned even. But honestly, he couldn't help it. A small sigh escaped his scaly muzzle as he continued walking on his fours, hoping that any ounce of worry would drain out of his body from one single beath...nope, he still felt the same, but at least he didn't exhale a fume of smoke and flames, something that would surely raise suspicions amongst the surrounding populace. Upon realizing they were heading towards another street, the orange, blue and purple-scaled creature came to a halt. [colour=#FF7518]"H-Hey Kite...?" [/colour]The dragon called towards his airborne friend, his voice surprisingly soft for someone his size. [colour=#FF7518]"I-I believe we are almost there, b-but I need to make sure. Y-You still have the map, correct?" [/colour]He sat on his hind legs and curled his tail to his side, a front paw clutching the strap of the sizable dark blue messenger bag he had on. Swift Kite beamed a cheerful grin, landing by his side with a small 'thump' from hitting her hooves on the paved cobblestone. A twitch of his ear was the only sign of Patches being startled by the sound. [colour=#BF2455]"Yep! Should be in this one somewhere..." [/colour]Swift Kite chimed, unaware of any nervousness he may have had. She stretched her right wing upward while the left one retracted, revealing one side of a mostly empty saddlebag. The large creature opened it - careful not to tug too hard, the last thing he wanted to do was to break it - and gently pulled out a map of the city, which was given to her in case she wound up separated from him. But what was especially important was the marked path on it that lead to a specific street, with a particular address written neatly above it. He unfolded and showed it to the young mare before taking a peak at a nearby street sign. Patches was correct, to his relief, and all they needed to do was take a right and find the second house on the left. They continued on their way as normal, though the newer street was a little quieter than the last one. The Pegasus didn't stray as much now that they were nearing their destination, for the most part keeping her hoofs on the ground. Patches became a little more relaxed as the two tread on and, before they knew it, they were right in front of her house! That is, the one of a mare who apparently made or could be commissioned to make quality unicorn-crafted toys. They heard about her through their mentor Joy Spinner, who found out about the mare through connections with a local toys store in Canterlot, one that Joy's late father Jigsaw once owned. The house was small, but it was a nice one either way. Swift Kite especially was eager to greet the fellow toymaker - and heck, she might even let the two bring some of her creations back to the shop, once they settle on a price! Both dragon and Pegasus reach towards the steps of the house, and the young mare pressed the doorbell with a hoof, smiling brightly at the prospect of meeting her for the first time. But what was her name? Was it supposed to be 'Moon' something, or did it start with a 'D'? Ah well! They would meet her anyhow. While his friend waited happily for the pony to peak out of her home, Patches started to sport a weaker, unsure smile. An ounce of worry started creeping over him again; What if Joy had misheard the name of the address, or What if they weren't expected to arrive? What if she was afraid of- The door opened to reveal a small, pure white unicorn, one who seemed faintly curious at first, but with one frightened glance at Patches she suddenly shook in fear. Swift Kite, who was used the dragon's presence, had a look of confusion on her face. But Patches - for obvious reasons - was already dreading what was the mare might have been thinking. Before either of them could say something however, the little pony finally spoke up. [colour=#808080]"H-hello...[/colour][colour=#808080]P-please don't eat me !"[/colour] The dragon mentally cringed at her words. Not out of feeling insulted, but at the very fact that the small unicorn feared him in the first place. Okay, so maybe he would be frightened too in a similar position, likely even more so to be honest, but that was beside the point. He dejectedly lowered his ears while his wings retracted to his sides, or at least as much as they could. [colour=#FF7518]"I-I-I'm sorry Miss, m-maybe I should w-wait away from the house...?" [/colour]The dragon stuttered with a timid, almost quiet voice. Countless memories of staying behind shelves in fear of scaring off customers played in his mind, as he started slowly backing away from the mare’s doorstep. Swift Kite glanced at Patches, then back at the white unicorn. [colour=#BF2455]"Um, uh..." [/colour]She fumbled on her words. Maybe it was poor judgment, but she hadn't quite expected the mare's frightened reaction. Or maybe Swift Kite forgot that most ponies wouldn't consider having a huge dragon near their house to be a normal Equestrian happening. At first she thought about saying something to Patches so he wouldn’t try to leave, but considering that the small unicorn was afraid of becoming his meal - and it didn't at all look like she'd expected the two to show up in the first place, well... [colour=#BF2455]"D-Don't worry, Patches wouldn't hurt anypony if he tried! Or eat anyone, I think. He's one the nicest dragons I've ever met.” [/colour]She attempted to reassure the white unicorn, though felt a little unsure if it was actually working. [colour=#BF2455]”W-Well, actually, he's the only dragon I've met, but that's beside the point." [/colour]A small chuckle slipped Swift Kite's muzzle at the statement, but it was more out of nervousness at whether the white unicorn would believe her or not. Then, momentarily turning her attention to the dragon, she quickly flew towards him and nudged his side with her wing - urging him come back near the steps - before gliding back to her original spot. Patches stopped reluctantly in his tracks, but didn’t dare step forward. His head craned lower as though he were ashamed of himself; He didn’t want to scare the little mare any more than he already had. [colour=#BF2455]“We heard about you through my mentor back at a toy shop we work for.” [/colour]Swift Kite continued. [colour=#BF2455]"She has connections to another store around here and I thought maybe we could, say, buy off some your toys in bulk? To supply the shop that is.” [/colour]She dragged a hind hoof back and forth, before realizing that she hadn’t introduced herself. [colour=#BF2455]“Oh! And I’m Swift Kite! Sorry ‘bout that. And like I said, well, over there’s Patches. He’s really friendly, honest.”[/colour] She said with a genuine, soft smile. She took another glance at the large creature with a tinge of concern.

Swift Kite blinked in surprise at Whirlwind's interest in the store. Maybe the red and blue Pegasus had jumped to conclusions, thinking the filly might judge the establishment due to its modest employee count, but she was relived that this wasn't the case. While Mojo's business ran smoothly around them, Her confidence slowly started to return as she answered the light pink pony. "Yep!" Her mane flickered lightly up and down as she nodded. "I guess you could say It's my Special Talent - kite making that is, hence the namesake - but I've been learning the ropes when come to other toys too." A grin peaked on the side of Kite's muzzle. Using her left wing she temporarily shifted one of her saddlebags, revealing a simple, red and green toy kite for a Cutie Mark before the bag slid back into place. "Yeah, it's a really a really neat place!" Swift Kite continued, "And as for the others, well, there's Joy Spinner - the unicorn mare who owns it - but I'm pretty sure I brought her up already." She made another genuine smile before naming the second employee. "And there's Patches. He's a dragon taken in by Joy's family from way-back-when, I think. He's definitely not a baby now, but he's still gotta ways t'go before adulthood." While unsure sure what Whirlwind would think of a dragon working at a toy shop, Swift Kite had an inkling the fast-flying filly would find it rather interesting, to say the least.

Thanks App! x] And once this is finnished, I certainly will. Her brother will be a big smart ass too~

Name: Gale Sex: Female Age: Mid-older filly Species: Donkey Pelt Color: Sorrel (Chestnut: #954535) Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Short dark brown mane and tail tuft (#3D352A), curly at the ends and a bit unkempt. Has a beige-colored muzzle, belly, eye rings and socks (#F5F5DC). Eyes/Eye Color: Naples yellow (#FADA53) Cutie Mark: None Physique: As tall as the average miniature donkey filly her age, making Gale rather small even by her species' standards. Her strikingly compact size is quite deceiving however, as former life on her family’s farm has made her exceptionally stronger than she initially appears. Most of her strength lies in the legs. Origin: Nimbusgait Lakes, takes current residence in Appleloosa with her older brother Finch. Roleplay Type: FiM/Show Roleplay Occupation: Assistant at her brother's repair shop, but will volunteer to help out almost anyone/take up odd-jobs on her own terms. She’s also beginning to form a vegetable garden in the backyard of the shop/Finch's house, with the intent of bringing in a wider variety of locally grown goods to the town as it hopefully takes off (not that she doesn't mind apples, of course). Motivation: While Gale came to Appleloosa to help out at Finch's shop, the true reason she tagged along was so that she wouldn't be stuck alone at home with her caring though restrictive parents and relatives. That and, of course, to make a new and better start for herself by growing some of her family's vegetable crops there (and if she can, to absorb as much information as possible about dessert life with less intervention from others). While she may be young and 'stubborn as a mule' as neighsayers may call her, she's a small jenny with even bigger plans ahead of herself, and isn't at all willing to falter at them. Likes: The Great Outdoors, adventure, independence, exploring the desert-scape of the Painted Pinto (when the opportunity arises, at least), reading, being useful, apples, rhubarb tarts (her favorite family recipe), her pet chicken Plucky, and while reluctant to admit it, she adores watching the setting sun. Dislikes: Boredom, getting treated like a foal, restrictions, being unprepared for something, city life, others thinking of her as fragile or having 'soft hooves' due to her small size, 'lazy bums', and unnecessary prejudices. Character Summary: Born and raised on her family’s small vegetable farm, Gale has always been something of a nature enthusiast. Maybe it was the thrill of learning about the natural surroundings of her former home, or it could have been time spent reading various outdoor survival guides - rather than flipping through regular picture books - that helped encourage this mindset. But either way, in spite of because of this strong affinity, the little donkey had been known for being quite the hassle at times. For starters, she was never particularly fond of school. In fact, the only classes she did like were science - or biology for the most part - and the occasional Equestrian History lesson. After all, why even bother when more than half of what you learn there will likely be useless for one’s occupational sake? It wasn’t that she was a slacker, or let alone an (almost) literal dumb-you-know-what, she just found it more practical to learn with a more ‘hooves on' approach, rather than to sit inside a dull, claustrophobic room all day along with every other pony in sight. It didn’t help that she could sometimes be a little too mouthy towards the other foals, especially if she thought they were making fun of her for her size, and had even gotten herself in a few fights as a result (or as her brother Finch would say, she would "turn into braypoleon"). Along with this, she was often caught gazing behind the classroom’s windowsill, daydreaming of exploring faraway ecosystems, discovering new plant life, all while becoming the bane of every other teacher who seemed unlucky enough to have her as a student. Having gained a surprising reputation as being a so-called problem foal, her parents - along with other relatives in their modest household - ended up having to deal with providing her education at home, all while balancing out the rest of their harrowing work schedule. They weren't too happy about it, and the task was certainly harder than it looked, but homeschooling Gale turned out to be much more successful than having her stay in a normal classroom. At the very least, she became better focused on her studies, even if she could honestly care less about them. But homeschooling or not, this wasn’t quite enough to manage the brunt of her behavior. While she may have lived out in the country, her parents were not the type to let their little one run about the Lakes like a free-range foal (or at least, they didn’t want her to). While Finch was usually better about staying near the farm back in his colthood, Gale was a different story altogether. She may have worked as hard as anyone on her parent’s small plot of land, but it wasn’t uncommon for her to sneak off without permission to explore when she had free time, sometimes getting a few rough-’n-tumble ponies to tag along with her. On occasion she would manage to stray as far as the Whitetail Woods, in hopes of spotting a lone peryton roaming about. She had even set up a makeshift ‘camp’ there by taking advantage of the forest bedding and sturdy branches to make a shelter, using what knowledge she absorbed from her nature books and life on the farm as a mean for survival...but only for a few hours before getting sent straight home, as she was unwillingly discovered in the act. As time went by she tried her hoof at more trips to test her nature-related knowledge, including a few attempts to explore the Everfree Forest (though she was always caught before she’d actually enter it, to her dismay). She ventured off just as much as she got in trouble for it, and most everypony who knew of her was fully aware of this. Due to her former behavior in school and bold outdoor explorations, the adults in the area became wary of the little donkey, and even the more troublesome and mischievous fillies and colts began to avoid her due to her often exceedingly brash behavior. While the little donkey did her best to brush this off, her headstrong demeanor and lack of any permanent friends beyond her own flesh and blood had and finally caught up to her. Feeling brushed off and alienated by almost everypony she knew, and knowing all too well that her own parents were reluctant to trust her, Gale knew that something had to change. Maybe she needed to be more compliant around others, or it could just be that she needed to go away for a while, to start anew and find a place where her love for all things nature would be appreciated. After all, it wasn't like anyone would think different of her in the next few years, and she once overheard Finch talking about setting up his soon-to-be repair shop within a certain homesteading town... She then came up with an idea. It seemed like a one in a lifetime chance. She just had to go to Appleloosa with him. His initial response? A flat no. And as for why, it was simply because their parents were already nervous about having Finch live so far away, despite him already being a fully-grown jack. To even think about bringing his little sister along would risk the possibility of their parents forcing him to call off the entire thing. He’d spent quite some time raising the bits for it, through various odd-jobs and selling his family’s crops, all to attain tools, supplies, and to eventually buy off a vacant building for his business and train tickets to make a living in that quaint little town. He didn’t want his plans to be stopped just because a certain little jenny couldn't be trusted by them. But Gale would be persistent. Not willing to give up, she did all she could to convince him and her parents that yes, she was more than ready to travel abroad, and that no, she wouldn’t run off into the wilderness without permission like at home (that is, for the most part). As much as she absolutely hated it, she spent the next few months resisting the urge to explore as she normally did, or at least enough to avoid the constant, ongoing lectures about her usual trouble-making antics. She also, at least whenever she finished up her chores, took up some odd-jobs of her own to raise bits for a train ticket for herself, which mostly involved helping out neighbors who were spread out along the Nimbusgait Lakes. In her mind, it seemed like every day she was swallowing yet another ounce of her pride, as though she were restricting herself of what little freedom she thought she had, but it payed off in the end. Though her parents still had their concerns, they at least got the impression that she was taking up responsibility outside of farm work and schooling, which was enough for her brother to consider taking her along with him. After all, while Gale only made these efforts because she refused to take ‘no’ for an answer, he noticed that, while she was still pretty hardheaded, his sister began showing a little more flexibility through her actions. Once they both agreed on going, which was sometime after the town’s conflict with the buffalo natives, their parents also approved of decision, but under one condition: Because Gale had been taking up responsibilities back at home, she would have to do the same thing in Appleloosa. This would be easy of course, because she already had something in mind. The little jenny wanted to extend her family’s line of farming to the town, and since most of the food there - other than apples - was imported, she would already be doing plenty of good for the Appleloosans. The brother-sister duo soon packed their belongings, and are currently at their new home after a long train ride... ((Note: Welp, there's not much else that I can say here, other than this is my shortest application as of yet (which really isn't saying much xD). And yes, what you have here in a nutshell is a tough, headstrong little donkey who just so happens to be walking along the path of starting anew in a growing, prospering little town. She also happens to be an ad'awwwwwrable widdle filly willy, but that might be something you want to refrain from calling her. She might be growing through her donkey years (pun intended), but she still has a thing or two to learn. And yes, she has a pet chicken. Because everything's better with flightless birds.)) Also, an equally AD'AWWWrable sketch of her that Cat Napper Drew: And an illustration I drew of her after watching Friend Indeed:

Just finished app recently! It's now up for approval...or constructive critisism, if possibly needed, if anypony doesn't mind.

While Swift Kite was normally the first to take a look at any interesting, hoofcrated item, it appeared that the four ponies were already busy as it was and two other new ponies had yet again arrived. Still, the young mare decided to keep her ears peeled as they talked on. As Whirlwind greeted the just-arrived Pegasus and Unicorn Kite simply made a warn smile back at them, and decided to spend some more time browsing through the items at Mojo's stand. 　 Aside from what she used to buy the boats, she brought her own money with her in case she had time left to browse the marketplace and had more left over after buying them off, but thought it wouldn't be fair to take advantage of the extra bits from the sale. After all that money wasn't hers, and she had enough of her own to get a few things. She tilted her head a bit as she spotted what was likely a pet rock, remembering a time when her mentor said something about selling them back in the day. 'Heh, maybe Joy would get a kick outta one of those,' Her eyes then wandered towards a display of long necklaces with tiny beads threaded in them, thinking that she could find one that match her bandanna... 　 Then Whirlwind asked Kite a question. She blinked and looked up at the light pink filly, with what she said just suddenly registering in her mind. The red-pink Pegasus looked like she had just snapped out of a daze, or like a foal who didn't pay attention in class before hearing the school bell ring. 　 "Oh! Uh, It kinda depends, really..." She started, trying to organize her thoughts and getting herself to be more focused. "The city aside, the Plains are out in the country - a little isolated I guess, it makes business slow at times but..." She paused for a moment, thinking of what to say next, before she continued. "It's near a pretty major path with a fair amount of hoof-traffic, so there's enough customers to get by." The young Pegasus made a small grin. If there was anything to go by it was that she loved that store, even if the location made it a little harder to attract more permanent-term clienteles. "But I've been planning for a while to maybe start a small chain of toy stores, to get in some more revenue - not right now I mean, there's still a ways to go. There's only three of us at the one I'm working in, including the owner..." She dragged her front hoof lightly back and forth, her words becoming a little softer as she hesitantly admitted to the filly about the lack of permanent employees. Almost regretting telling her about it she omitted the fact that she was probably the first new apprentice there in years, and half-hoped that she or the others wouldn't get her to expand on it.

Thanks Robbi! Also, added five more paragraphs to his character summary/fixed more grammar-punctuation stuff, but alas, 'tis still not done. I believe I'm close though, and hopfully I might finish this tonight/tomorrow.

“Eh, I’m not too sure either.” Swift Kite replied to Whirlwind, “Even with the city’s runoff the weather’s kept under wraps, but you never know.” Before the conversation could continue a lean,navy and white Pegasus had flown towards Mojo’s cart. She appeared to be about Kite’s age, and the three ponies who greeted Kite also did the same for the second newcomer. The red-pink pony couldn’t help but stifle a small chuckle - not to be mean of course, as she honestly liked the trio’s unyielding exuberance. As Whirlwind waved and said a simple ‘hello’ from the wagon’s roof, Swift Kite also waved a hoof and made a friendly smile at the new Pegasus. “Welcome to Mojo’s stand! I’m Swift Kite.” She greeted more calmly than the other three, but with more zeal than the younger light pink filly. The young mare cantered a few steps towards the direction of the hovering pony before Whirlwind asked her what her name was.

((OOC: Normally I'd make a reply after Mojo, but I'll wait for Ancre to make a post since he was skipped. That is, if it's okay with him. ))

Progress has been going slowly again, but I have more time now that I've gotten my RPs updated/have Thanks Giving off the coming week, I'll have more time to (finally) finish. *is hoping to have this finished this week*

Swift Kite listened as the four answered her question, only keeping her eye off of them for a small moment when Mojo briefly set up the wagon's stage. If there was one thing that she thought of them, it was that they were an interesting and certainly friendly group. It turned out it was only Jubilee and the Paint stallion that had previously known each other. As for everypony else, they were newly found friends of theirs who used Mojo's wagon for protection from the storm, with Whirwind receiving First Aid from Starflower. 'A storm?' She thought. She didn't know until then that the Nimbusgait Lakes were hit too (assuming that was where they stayed, since the light pink filly had said she was from Cloudsdale). "I guess the Plains wasn't the only place with a storm scheduled. I'm glad you all made it out alright." Kite said with sincerity in her voice. The one over here was pretty nasty, too." She added. It wasn't uncommon for the red-pink Pegasus to get an early weather report, since her parents worked at a storm factory. And the young mare herself, unlike the others had been safe at she shop last night. In fact, her only real threat was the possibility of Patches, Joy's dragon assistant, having a panic attack since storms made him nervous (among other things), but even that wasn't a problem once he calmed down.

Added the tag 'Dragon' and another paragraph (or two). Still yet to be completed, I'm mostly updateing it piece-by-piece for now.

I just looked up the song recently, and all that I can say is that it made me smile (no pun intended)!

Edited his dislikes slightly and I now have a good portion of his character summary started, though not quite finished.

More small edits, but slow otewise. There seems not to be enough time in the week.~

((OOC: Welp, guess who's back? )) Swift Kite’s curiosity perked as Whirlwind explained what was sold before letting Mojo do the talking. So they – or the Paint stallion at least – sold hoof-made items? Her interest was sparked even more, once the Earth pony himself expanded on what the pink Pegasus filly had said, opening the wagon’s front panel as he did. Paintings? Sculptures? Pop art? Hammoks? Love beads? Lava lamps? Okay, so maybe she hadn’t a clue what lava lamps were, but she had the feeling that he was referring to those odd capsules with bright and colorful blobs floating inside of them. Her curious blue eyes darted back and forth from Mojo to the items displayed as he went on, a grin peaking from the side of her face, quite impressed, maybe a tiny bit jealous, at the variety of his very own hoofmade items in stock. She listened on as Starflower made a comment on how she had slept in one of Mojo’s hammocks the night before, with Jubilee saying that she liked them as well, and that she had one in her home- wait a minute, did she say, last night’? The Pegasus mare pondered to herself on what Starflower had meant – was it at her own house? Had the unicorn mare only recently met the other three? The red-pink Pegasus pushed those thoughts aside for a bit, deciding first to say her initial thoughts on the wares being displayed. “Well, I’ll have to admit: I’m pretty impressed with what you’ve got here!” She beamed toward the Paint stallion. Swift Kite took another look at the colorful, hoofmade wares among the cart, including a hammock on display, then back at Mojo. She noticed that her cheeks started to feel a little warm, but did her best to resist feeling them with one of her hooves. Was she, well…blushing? Her pelt, being a moderately deep and warmer color, hid it pretty well from the others, for the most part. Not knowing this though, she quickly directed her attention to everypony else. “And you can call me Kite for short, to make things easier.” She added in, before remembering Starflower’s comment from earlier. “Also, well, how long have you four known each other?”

My apologies folks. I haven't been able to be on here all that much due to some real life craziness/chaos, but I did make some small changes in his appearance, age, and likes/dislikes as well as checking on some grammar/spelling issues. His summary is still in development, but that was mostly due to lack of time rather than feeling stuck on what to do with with the app. Will make sure to reply with more updates untill I'm finished now that my schedule is freed up.

((OOC: My apologies, but I have very little time this week to make a reply right now. I'm not sure if at this point you two could continue the RP until I'm back. I promise I'll get a reply in either by this weekend or early next week. This post here goes into the details. Sorry guys for the hold-up again.))

This week I have a some MAJOR assignments that I must finish by this Friday (29th). For the art program I attend, I need to come up with a certain amount of drawings for my visual journal before the end of quarter this week (I've been working on for the past month, but I can be a pretty slow artist >-<), along with a pretty big digital photography project (I'm learning more about Photoshop this week, and I thankfully have all the pictures in). Also in English class I have to a large amount of editing/revising my college essay, possibly making different versions of it once I get a better look into the colleges I plan on attending. I don't think I need to say a word about the normal homework load. Depending on how things run I'll get back into the RP swing by Saturday, or possibly a little bit later. My apologies folks.

My general thoughts on the episide? Awesome! Luna's canon persona was unexpected, and in a way it's both contraststing and similar to fanon portrayal; She can still manage to be timid and lovable, but also has some backbone to he. Me gusta! And Zecora! She finally showed up again! And with (what might be) alchemy! I'm crossing my fingers to see if she shows up in more episodes this season. She's one of my favorite characters (if the avatar wasn't obvious xP).