Storm Feather [Final]

[Winter]

RP Type: Mane

Name: Storm Feather

Sex: Female

Age: Young Mare

Species: Hippogriff

Eye Color: Light Blue

Coat Color: Dark grey

Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: She keeps her black head feathers short and out of her eyes, so she can be sure to see better and keep her bangs from getting singed by the hot furnaces she works.

Physique: Storm feather, like most hippogriffs, is fast, agile, and powerful, and a very capable flyer.

Cutie Mark: Her Cutie Mark is a flaming anvil.

Origin/Residence: Storm Feather was born in Rockwington, a Griffon city, but currently resides in Cloudsdale.

Occupation: Storm Feather is a smith. She works the forges to make simple, common items such as cups, clasps, and nails, but will sometimes be commissioned for larger projects like making housing and shops.

Motivation: Storm’s main goal in life is to make sure everyone can take care of themselves. She will not hesitate to sacrifice her own wellbeing for the sake of others.

Likes: Hard work, making things, helping others, logic, good conversation

Dislikes: Inability to accept reality, prejudice, helplessness, nonsense

Character Summary: Storm Feather was born to a difficult life. She and her family worked hard every day to make a living for themselves. Her father, a griffon, was a noble and respected member of the community. Her mother, however, being a Pegasus, was not so accepted in a griffon land. When she would go to school she was ridiculed for being a hippogriff. The griffon hatchlings didn’t accept her because she was so greatly different than them. However, her family was strong and tightly bound by love. They worked as a team to get by, protecting, nurturing, and encouraging each other on.

As time moved on, her family had to move closer to the Soggalong Swamps for work. They worked there for many years as mud brick makers. They would take soppy, clay filled swamp mud and compact it with long grass to make bricks that were to be used in construction in other cities. Their house, however, was a small cloud that floated just above the swamp. One day, there was a terrible storm and the swamp flooded, almost completely engulfing a neighbor’s house. No one had enough room for the small family of griffons, so Storm Feather took it upon herself to find them shelter. She worked making bricks during the day, and moved to work on a home for the neighbors by night. After several days, during which time the griffon family had stayed in their extremely cramped cloud, Storm realized just how happy she felt coming near to completion on her project, only the finishing touches were left. I could spend the rest of my life doing this… she thought dreamily to herself. The rest of my life… At that moment, she realized she could do this forever. This was her talent. The epiphany had struck, and had left her with a new home for the griffon family and her cutie mark, representing her skill in crafting, burning passion to help others and her iron will to do the right thing.

Soon after, she took up a job making much more structurally sound homes, getting her enough money to finally travel to pony lands to see the other half of her heritage. She moved to Cloudsdale, her mother’s place of birth, to soak in her Pegasus culture and learn more about herself and others.

Storm Feather is quick and precise, but knows how to adapt to the situation and keep everyone happy. She struggles to make sure she insults nopony through her brash behavior. She likes a good conversation, but enjoys nice, hard work and the satisfaction it brings more than anything.

[Armony]

[Skye]

Well done. This is precisely how Hippogriffs are supposed to work.