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Name: Stork

Sex: Male

Age: Very young stallion

Species: Earth Pony

Pelt Color: Dark orange

Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: His mane and tail have three tones: black, light blue and white. His mane is relatively long and well groomed, and his tail is long and straight. His hooves are black (even if not shown in the picture)

Eye Color: Gray

Cutie Mark: A white stork with a bundle:

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Physique: Tall and strong, though not too pronounced on that aspect

Origin: Manehattan

Roleplay Type: Mane RP

Occupation: Full time foal caretaker, part-time artist. He splits his time depending on how many foals arrive at his day care, because being an artist has become more of an hobby to him.

Motivation: Stork's motivation is the happiness of the baby ponies that are under his care. That means he is in charge of so much responsibility for so long, but it is a reward to see the little foals having fun and listen to their giggles, which shows how he is accomplishing his mission.

Likes: Foals, small and delicate things, taking care of others, creating new things, paint brushes

Dislikes: Listening to sad cries, broken toys, snobbish ponies, any kind of evilness

Character Summary:

Stork was born in the large city of Manehattan, among a big number of siblings. He was the oldest of all of them, and therefore, the one that should look after all the others while his parents worked. His mother had always been a very busy mare, not paying that much attention to her kids. Even though that was all due to the heavy pile of work she always had, she loved every single one of them the same way. His father, on the other hand, seemed to only care about the boys, and to turn them into powerful and handsome studs. Young Stork kept that idea in mind, and that was why he always hid under his mother's protective wing. He didn't like violence, but he had learned how to protect himself from others if he had to. That was why he didn't spend that much time with his father, because he was the one treating his brothers' wounds everytime they went out with dad.

The young foal preferred to spend his time with his mother and some of his sisters. With them, he could be delicate, yet behave like a male at the same time. He grew polite and happy, while the muscles of his brothers grew bigger and bigger every year that passed. But he loved all of them the same way, having fun with all of his siblings during his free time.

However, when his mother fell ill and lost her job, Stork felt like he had to help out the best he could. With some things he had learned over the years, he had mastered the art of painting. And heading to the streets of Manehattan, he sold most of his paintings and brought money to the large family. His father spent his time taking care of his mother, medicating her and making her her meals. Stork had always wanted to help, but his father denied all of his help, stating that he wasn't strong enough. And with that, Stork turned to his siblings, that were all of them - the 15 of them - in a bad mood and fearing for their mother. Even the strong little colts that had grown attached to their father were now shivering in a corner, worried about their mother. Stork was the one to prepare them warm meals, sing them lullabies, play with them to distract their young minds, and so on. With his persistence, his siblings felt more optimistic and with that help their mother started to slowly recover.

In that moment of joy, when his mother got up from bed, Stork's cutie mark showed up: a stork itself, carrying a bundle, with who knew, a foal?

After some more years with his family, Stork decided to move along like his brothers and sisters. After helping the family with several of his paintings sold out, he moved to , and now runs a day care on his own house. He kept on painting and selling things made with his own hooves, like clay jars and similars. All of those techniques learned on his way to Fillydelphia were well worth it, and now he practices them when the little ones are asleep.

Just like he was taught, he grew with good manners, delicate with all the ponies he met and a young stallion that loves to take care of other ponies' foals. He moved to Fillydelphia to make some friends and learn more about Equestria, but also to know the foals that inhabit there.

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