Pegasus Thudora Strike [Final--only missing pictures!]

[knight]

EDIT: PLEASE READ 'FLITWINK'(father) PROFILE PRIOR TO THIS IF YOU WANT IT TO MAKE A LITTLE MORE SENSE.

It can be read without it, but because they are linked as father daughter, it just makes more sense.

Name: Thudora Strike (Called ‘Thudora’ by her father, prefers ‘Striker’)

Sex: Female

Age: Older filly—young mare (think like….17-18)

Species: Zebra/Pegasus

Pelt Color: Green with black stripes

Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Wild and frilly—seeming wind-blown, like her father’s, but a brighter shade of pink, and with paler pink striping. (Almost white.) Tail is a mix between the zebra’s lion-like tail, and the normal tail of a horse. The hair begins about 2-3 inches down her tail.

Eye Color: Red

Cutie Mark: Squareish cloud with a lightning bolt.

Origin: Born in Canterlot, at her father and mother’s clinic. Delivered by her father.

Roleplay : Mane

Occupation: Technically, a weather pony. Often slacks on the job, and likes to play pranks on people while on the job. Prefers to go out flying, doing stunts, and pretending to be a member of the wonderbolts.

((Note: Probably a future Shadowbolt, here! :3))

Motivation: To fly faster than lightning! To figure out new and exciting ways to heal ponies, like shock therapy, or untested acupuncture.

Likes: Flying, performing stunts, pranking ponies, timing herself on errands for her father, performing acupuncture, dancing, singing, loud noises, her father’s wings

Dislikes: Really quiet things, being small, not being able to perform certain dangerous stunts

Character Summary:

When Thudora was very young, young enough still that her mother was alive, she was a sweet pony. Afraid of flight, and a true momma’s filly. From a young age, she began to assist her mother with aromatherapy, and had a particular little talent for mixing up salves from various herbs, and concocting new, more effective mixes.

However, upon her mother’s death, she lost all interest. Or, at least, she appeared to lose all interest in healing ponies. In her theory, she believed medicine to be a fool’s errand. Everypony was going to die anyway, so why bother, right? She began to get mischievous, and was a borderline bully at school. Her father was left at his wit’s end with her, unable to cope with not only the loss of the love of his life, and his daughter’s erratic behavior, and he was forced to close his clinic, and live with his parents.

It was not until Thudora, attempting to fly when her wings were not nearly ready yet, leapt from a tall pine that she regained a new appreciation not only for medicine, but also her father.

In the backyard of her grandparents’ estate, she leapt from the tallest tree in their villa yard, and her small, undeveloped wings could simply not carry her weight.

Her father was the first on the scene, barely an instant after she touched down, her leg fractured in several places, and tears flowing as they hadn’t since the day she was born. It was the first time in her life she had ever seen him so bold, so courageous, and the first time since her mother had died that he had flown with her. She barely recalled what exactly had occurred, but after her father flew off with her, she woke up in a hospital bed at his clinic, all bandaged up.

From that time forth, she and her father were remarkably close, and while she was still a bit of a prankster, she was behaved when her father gave that look. From then forth, she regained an interest in medicine, and particularly in athletic medicine. She found that despite having a fondness and meager talent for medicinal arts, her true calling was the sky. All she wanted to do was fly. Fly fast, and be healthy while doing it.

It was on such a flight of fancy that she found one of her favorite, and a most dangerous, pastime. Lightning racing. She would have to sneak off to the Everfree Forrest, well away from her father’s disapproving eyes, but she loved it. She’d brew a storm together (having passed her weather pony course with flying colors) and with a jump to the top of the cloud, she’d be off, chasing the unpredictable bolt to the ground. It was during such an occasion that she gained her lightning bolt and cloud cutie mark.

She is presently employed as a Canterlot weather pony, though she has been most often assigned to the White Tail Woods area, due to her excessive pranking of Canterlot citizens from the clouds above them.

[[attached you will find a picture of the three cutie marks of these ponies, and of a quick pony-maker of Thudora.]]

[SunsetSombra]

We'd rather keep it to one pony per profile, unfortunately...you *can* final one and WIP the other seperately, however.

[knight]

Well, that's just silly. They're a family. Their stories connect. You can't really read one without the other. Will do though, I guess. *eyeroll*

[brianblackberry]

Alrighty, looking good here...

For category purposes, she will be counted as a pegasus pony (who is obviously zebra striped because of her mother).

For Great Justice

[Skye]