Smokey Gold

By Tao

• January 18, 2015




Age: 25

Gender: Male

Species: Earth Pony

Appearance: Built: Smokey is a bit shaggy in his fur and appearance given he spends a lot of time in the outdoors. Heavy built in the front and lean legs, his color is a dirty bronze like shade with his forelocks a bit lighter in color. With heavy hooves a bit from his long days on the trail in hunting...<br /><br />Eyes: Smokey has a color of eyes known as China Pink, bright in constant to his dulling coloring which he was often made fun as a colt a bit and given the name: Pink Eye....<br /><br />Mane: Kept a bit short and split, he just mostly puts his hat on and not much on looking clean and proper. The color is light tan and golden which matches his tail, which is kept short given he moves around lot and runs.<br /><br />Markings: He has a few scars from the creatures he has hunted, one is a deep jagged scar on the left side of his neck about 7 inches. <br /><br />Clothing: He keeps on a hat to keep the sun out of his eyes and it was a gift from his only friend Emerald Dawn back in their school days....<br /><br />A tan skin vest that belong to his father that was killed but, also holds some items like extra bullets and a few meds.<br /><br />He will at wear a heavy duster coat if its cold and he is out in the elements and such.<br />

Cutie Mark: Three yellow paw prints that show Smokey's talent for tracking anything. He got his mark after tracking down the bandit who had killed his father into the Lost Lands...

Personality: Good Side: Precise<br /> Straight thinker <br /> Logical <br /> Calm and collected exterior<br /> Adaptable<br /> Responsive<br /> Adventurous<br /> Has a soft spot for young-lings<br /> Steady Worker<br /> Extremely loyal to his friends<br /><br /><br />Bad Side: Skeptical<br /> Self-pitying<br /> Loathing<br /> Temperamental<br /> Grudge Holding<br /> Possessive <br />

Backstory: Born in Appleloosa, Smokey only knew his father given his mom died in giving birth to him but, his father never blamed the little colt for how he came into this world.<br /><br />Dustlane raised Smokey mostly by himself, and being a single dad and also running a farm is not the easiest of things yet Dustlane always had time for his son, who was always following trails and tracks and getting lost at times but Dustlane always found his son.<br /><br />Seeing his son followed the tracks of animals, he started to teach him how to track and live out in the wilds a bit and Smokey took to tracking like a bird to flying! Soon Smokey could tell you what animal it was, how old and such details! Dustlane was proud of his son's growing talent, also how he would throw himself into anything from working around the farm and helping to just be himself and wanting to see what was around the next corner.<br /><br />The farm grew and prospered under Dustlane but not all good things can last in given a drought hit the wild west town that lasted for years, killing off many of the plants and the main trade of the Lost Lands Town...<br /><br />With a lack of trade, jobs going down hill and no other outsiders coming to the town, laws begin to be broken and crime rose in the Last Lands. In which Dustlane did try his best to protect his farm and his workers , but thieves began to steal, taking his cattle and such and food. Under such an event was when Dustlane took a stand, his pair of Twin Colts 45 which guns being outlawed in Equestria was a rare sight and tried to protect his farm from a bandit named Greyhound, the two had a shoot out and Dustlane lost his life, leaving his 16 year old alone....<br /><br />Smokey found his father in the dust, his guns gone and the nearly wind blown tracks of the bandit who had killed his father for just over nothing but greed. The colt put on his father's tan vest with the blood stains showing dark and went into the house and took out the long ranged rifle and went into the Lost Lands, following the tracks and using his skills to find the pony who had killed his father.<br /><br />After a week, he tracked the bandit and a few of his gang to Windy Canyon, under the cold light of waning moon the teenager took to a high ridge under a few dead trees and waited till the light of the sun would give him the clean shots he would need to take them down.<br /><br />As dawn broke, casting out the shadows in the canyon, Smokey took his position and waited as the light started to reach the bottom of the canyon and wake up the bandits. Greyhound stood up, a bit dull from the liqueur last night and made his way to the stream close at hoof , but when stepped into the line of the shot, pain rips into his left flank as a bullet hit home.<br /><br />The echo of the shot bounced off the rocky walls and woke the other two as the dull cries of Greyhound followed the bullet but two shots hit home as the other two were hit in the upper back legs, sending right into the earth unable to run or find meager cover.<br /><br />Greyhound was once more shot down, his left front leg getting his point blank by the bullet from the sharpshooter, who was just waiting for the bandit to try to run for it and just to shoot him. Yes Smokey wanted to kill this unicorn trust for taking his father away and he had a clear shot to take his life as the bandit turned his in looking around in fear but did the young colt take that shot? No. Dustlane had taught his son a code of honor and even if he took the shot, the lost of his father would not go away and Smokey would have been as bad as this bandit trash.<br /><br />Smokey put his rifle down, tears in the edge of his eyes as the tracker made the choice to leave, knowing none of them was going far with their legs all shot up. Making his way into town and the local Law Keeper, the colt told the stallion everything as a group of the villagers was rounded up to hunt down and bring the bandits to law's justice!<br /><br />Once the bandits were caught, Smokey had found his cutie mark had appeared , but it was not with the joy most his kind would feel. With no one looking after him, Braeburn Apple took in the young tracker till he would come of age.<br /><br />Smokey worked on his tracking skills, mastering the skill and took to hunting also on the side of the wild creatures who hurt the local town. Even with guns outlawed by the Crown, the Tacker found a loophole to let him keep his guns and soon become one of the best sharpshooters in Appleloosa . Yet Smokey was growing the need to see the bigger world and once his 18th birthday, the tracker with only what he need to pack took to the open road...<br /><br />Changing his last name to Gold, he went by Smokey Gold and over the last years has walked from the Griffin Kingdom to the Lost Lands, taking the jobs he wants, hitting on the fillies and hunting and tracking for the right amount money. Never staying long enough to make any long time friends, this sharp shooter has only a few rare ones....<br /><br />Currently Smokey Gold is working for the Prince of the Crystal Kingdom is tracking down some Diamond Dogs who have stolen some trade goods..... <br /><br />