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Whisperpaw [FINAL]


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Roleplay Type: World Of Equestria RP

Name: Whisperpaw

Sex: male

Age: Stallion

Species: Unicorn

Eye Color: Green

Coat Color: Black

Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: His mane is short and styled to look spiked. His tail is short and messy. Both of which are a pale shade of blue.

Physique: He is very small and slender. But his legs are also quite muscular.

Cutie Mark: A wolf’s head with a moon behind it.

Origin/Residence: He was born in Canterlot and now lives in Solstice Heights

Occupation: Wildlife Conservationist

Motivation: When he hears the sound of a humming bird’s hum, his heart skips a beat. When he sees the wild rabbits peacefully hopping around, he lets out a peaceful sigh of relief. When he hears the wolf howl to the moon he shed’s a tear because its sound is beautiful and true. When he sees animal tracks on ground, he smiles a gentle smile, because he knows all of these signs mean his job is really worthwhile. He knows what he’s doing is working to save the wildlife.

Likes: The great outdoors, hiking and peaceful summer days.

Dislikes: Loud noises, thunderstorms and ponies who try to take away animals homes.

Character Summary:

Whisperpaw lived with his aunt because his parents had jobs that took away any free time that the average pony had. His aunt had promised to raise him well. Every week his parents wrote to him. His aunt would read him every single letter with love and care. Then she'd take a photo of him and post it to them. He was an only child and a very shy colt at that. His aunt was a singer. She loved him dearly, but she had trouble understanding him at times. She thought it was strange for him to spend most of his time alone. Even when he was at school he never spoke to other ponies. She tried to enrol him in drama lessons. He was doing fine until it came to the day of performing in front of an audience. He got stage fright and went off to hide. Then she enrolled him in a music class. He didn’t like the sound of the musical instruments, so he ran off. She was having quite a lot of trouble finding something for him to do. Then she had an idea; an idea that gave him his cutie mark.

She signed him up to go to a colt’s summer camp. Whisperpaw was unsure if it was a good idea. He’d left his home to join other colts of his age to go camping in Whitetail Wood. He was pleasantly surprised about how peaceful it was with the other campers. They were just like him. They were all quiet and shy. He didn’t feel the urge to run away or to hide from anything.

On the first night, he sat alone looking up at the stars. In the distance, he could make out the shape of a large dog. But it wasn’t a large dog. It was a wolf. He heard the wolf howl to the moon. Something inside him, made him feel strangely comforted by this beautiful sight. He knew it was a wolf. He made a note of it. Every night he waited for the wolf to howl at the moon. Every night, he saw the wolf. With each night, he made more notes about it. Then on the final night, something happened that he couldn’t have even dreamed about.

He watched the wolf howl to the moon as he usually did. He made his note of it. Then the wolf came towards him. It wasn’t afraid of him and Whisperpaw wasn’t afraid of the wolf. Whisperpaw then noticed something about the wolf. It was looking for something. “Have you lost something or someone?” He asked the wolf. The wolf looked down at the ground. There was a small paw print on the floor. It was a wolf paw print; a very small wolf paw print. “You’ve lost your baby.” He mumbled. Suddenly his horn started to glow. It glowed stronger as he followed the paw prints.

His horn lead him towards the wolf pup. There it was, the small pup was sleeping in a bush. The adult wolf followed up behind him. “I’ve found your baby...” He mumbled to the wolf. The wolf responded by licking his cheek. Then it picked up its pup and wandered off into the darkness. Whisperpaw turned around to leave, when he noticed a cutie mark had appeared on his flank.

When he left school, he spent some time studying wildlife conservation in university. He worked hard, reading book after book. His thirst for knowledge about wild animals was clear. He studied hard and came out with a degree. His aunt cried tears of joy on his graduation day. She knew he had grown up to become a charming young stallion.

When he had left college, he moved to Solstice heights because he wanted to live in a more peaceful place, where he and the animals he wanted to help, wouldn't be too far apart. There, he started up his own wildlife conservation programme. He helped out the wildlife in need and offered to educate fillies and foals about the importance of wildlife conservation. He couldn’t have been happier. Once a week he’d write to his aunt, telling her about his adventures. He knew she was interested in his progress.

Whisperpaw always has had one serious flaw. He’s always been shy. But his shyness meant he was afraid to speak. Sometimes he couldn’t even bring his self to let out the words he’s wanted to say. What he did about it, was practicing talking in the mirror. He has achieved the ability to communicate vocally from his practice. However, it is always in the form of a whisper. Sometimes he may hesitate and let out a nervous squeak. But in the end he manages to bring his self to whisper a few words.

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Whisperpaw lived with his aunt.

This is fine, but what about his parents? What happened to them/where are they?

It was a wolf. He heard the wolf howl to the moon. Something inside him, made him feel strangely comforted by this rare sighting. He knew it was a wolf. He made a note of it. Every night he waited for the wolf to howl at the moon. Every night, he saw the wolf. With each night, he made more notes about it. Then on the final night, something happened that he couldn’t have even dreamed about.

"Rare sighting"... that he watched every night?

Looking pretty good though! :)

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