Natural Order

By Raven Rawne

• March 27, 2017




Age: 27

Gender: Female

Species: Earth Pony

Appearance: An earth pony mare in her late twenties, Natural Order is a bit of an oxymoron as far as her looks are concerned. For once, she has petite frame, and may seem frail at first glance, but both her earth pony heritage, and the lifestyle she has, grant her sufficient stregth and stamina. Upon closer look a careful observer may notice that she's, basically, all muscle. Her mint coat and chocolate mane blend reasonalby well in the Equestrian wilderness, but her golden eyes are the easiest to spot. They have a keen, often slightly narrowed, look to them as she pans her surroundings in a casual, but alert, manner. Because she spends whole months on her own, Natural Order tends to her mane and tail herself, hance they are both very simple in upkeep - the tail is straight and reaches down to half of her calves, while the mane is pulled back in a ponytail that reaches to her shoulderblades. Sometimes she lets a small lock of her straight hair out on the front, allowing it to form a tiny hair curtain in front of her nose.

Cutie Mark: A tree. It has a thick trunk and the roots that would normally stick above ground are also pictured. The straight trunk ends with half of a heart shaped, deep green canopy on one side, and a bearded axe on the other. It represents her innate understanding of Nature. Not the "talking to plants and animals" sort, but rather a gut feeling how much one can take off Nature without causing harm. Her passings leave little to one hoof print on the ecosystem, and yet she had enough of everything she needs.

Personality: A "free spirit" if there ever was one... Years of spending her time mostly on her own, in the Equestrian wilderness, made the mare somewhat excentric. For one, she does talk to herself sometimes. When she does have contacts with other ponies, and she visits towns regularily, Natural Order feels a bit lost in the clean cut streets of the urban jungle. So she prefers smaller settlements and towns. Naturally honest and open hearted, she alternates between complete trust and nearly paranoid suspicion, struggling to find middle ground. She talks in a open, straightforward fashion, often using colloquial terms. Her dealings with other ponies usually revolve around business matters, and while she has her favourite business partners, they probably wouldn't consider her a friend. She just has a habit of disappearing when she's tired of town life, despite all the comforts it brings and which she greatly appreciates. Timekeeping is also a problem for her, despite owning a tiny sundial she just doesn't operate on the clock like city ponies do. Sometimes, after a few shots of something strong, one might catch her wondering whether she shouldn't settle down, "like a normal pony"... Interestingly enough, she utterly hates wasting anything. To that end, she learned to use what other ponies would throw out. Charcoal from last night's fire? Take some as firestarter, for tomorrow, and the rest can be powdered into ink to pen a letter to her parents. Shot a hare? Gotta find use for every last bit, or it was simple murder. General rule is that, if she took something, it cannot go to waste. Ponies who throw away a lot rub her the wrong way. Likes: - being outdoors, - being self sufficient, - her independence, - meeting ponies on the road (when she's not having a paranoid day) - long baths in hot water, - just sitting by the campfire and listening to the Wild while puffing her pipe. - practicing with her crossbow (she doesn't enjoy shooting living things though), - mint. She loved the stuff so much her waron is full of it. Dislikes: - greed, - ponies who won't share if they have more than enough, - wasting anything, - large cities, - being looked down upon because of her lifestyle, - ponies who wantomly destroy Nature, or take too much for it to recover, - rain.

Backstory: Born and raised in Tall Tale, a middle sized industrial town supplying timber, coal, and ores to the nearby Vanhoover, Natural Order lived in the world of heavy industry from day one. Her parents work in a sawmill as white collar workers, and have a strong work ethic which they tried to instill in their daughter. Natual Order - named so after her great, great grandmother, shyed away from loud machines and work shifts, the bread and butter of the town, and seeked respite in the surrounding forests or her aunt's Apothecary shop. That's how she earned her Cutie Mark, along with first bits - Aunt Gren Tea asked her to pick flowers she showed the young filly in an atlas, since she was running low on them in the shop. Young Natural Order wandered into the forest, and collected only half of her basket, even though she found a whole clearing of them. When asked why she brought so little, the filly answerd that the clearing was full of bees and she couldn't take too much, or there wouldn't be enough for them too. That's how she realised her talent and earhed her Cutie Mark.<br /><br />Her younger years were good ones, all things considered. Natural Order bonded deeply with aunt Tea, and learned a lot from her about medicinal herbs and other natural remedies,and earned her bits by gathering said plants and ingredients in the lush forests all around town. Frequent camping trips taught her survival skills, sometimes the hard way. That's why she asked for a cart on her eighteen birthday, and even saved up to pay half of it's worth. This two axle wagon (Think Trixie's S6 wagon) is, effectively, her home to this day, stuffed with various tools, Flora and Fauna atlases, and whatever supplies and goods she has at the moment. When the young mare decided to leave home and start on her own, her mother gave her a peculiar gift - a crossbow. Natural Order learned to use it with great proficiency over te years, as self defense weapon, sometimes to earn quick bits showing of, and, yes, sometimes hunting if there's money in it. Since she lives in a wagon, the wilderness is her restaurant, apothecary and general goods shop, she only needs bits to pay for things she can't aquire herself: crossbow bolt tips, pipe tobacco, sometimes alcohol (although usually as an ingredient, not for consumption), clothes and some more high tech things. Natural Order spends the Winter at her parents home, and sets out to travel all over Equestria, wherever the wind blows, living off the land and catching odd jobs that cater to her skills - guide, gatherer, hunter, once or twice tried bounty hunting, and once got a nice reward for finding some old ruin and reporting it to the authorities.