Fall Skies

By Fenrir

• February 15, 2013




Age: 18

Gender: Male

Species: Pegasus

Cutie Mark: 3 leaves spinning around each other in a circle. This mark represents Fall's love of nature. In addition, it also represents his determination to never give up, which is represented in the leaves chasing each other forever.

Personality: He is a pony who likes to keep to himself. He is always more comfortable in a dark room, or in a secluded forest, than around other ponies. He prefers the quiet sounds of the forest to the hustle and bustle of the town. That being said, he is a kind pegasus.While some may take his aloofness as him being cold, that couldn not be farther from the truth. He finds it hard to trust new ponies, but when he does find somepony he trusts, he is fiercly loyal to them. Also, he can talk their ears off. You would never know it by looking at him, but he is actually pretty bright, and knows all kinds of random tidbits of information. When by himself, or in the company of close friends, he is very cheery and silly, making jokes and talking happily. When around strangers however, he is usually silent and withdrawn. <br />

Backstory: Born in a small town on the outskirts of a forest, Fall quickly found that he prefered the company of the birds and the trees to that of his fellow pony. He spent his childhood years either reading books alone in his room, or exploring nearby forests. Unusually bright, he was picked on at school by bullies who he refused to back down to. He was regularly seen with many cuts and bruises form his scrapes with these ponies. This led an already withdrawn pony to become even more so. After his schooling was done, he immediatly moved away from home, and got a place of his own; a small little home in a clearing in the woods. From there, he made a garden for himself, filled with all sorts of vegetables and the like. He eats what he needs, and sells whatever is left over to get some much needed bits. Being perfectly happy with his seclusion, he only ventures into town in order to get any supplies he may need, or to sell what slurpus goods he has. Even though he is a grown colt now, he is still picked on by his old bullies. He always stands firm, but his weakness always leads to him losing the fights. Nevertheless, he continues to come to town whenever he so pleases.