Wander Lust

By Nomadic

• August 6, 2013

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Species: Pegasus

Appearance: A pegasus often dressed in tattered cloak that fall just short of her wings. In addition, she will frequently be seen wearing a pair of goggles with one of the lenses cracked. Colours undetermined.

Cutie Mark: A Rappelling Hook to symbolise her love of adventure and discovery.<br /><br />It appeared on day after finding an abandoned cabin in the nearby woods next to her hometown.

Personality: Adventurous, Wander Lust loves exploring the vast world. It does not matter to her if the tracks of one area has been tread before, for her the heart of adventure lies within one's own freedom and discovery. Her mind is incredibly fixated on this however, and often leads her directly into trouble. When in a jam, she will often begin to start being overly cautious and begin to fixate on minute details, and miss the larger picture.

Backstory: *A cloaked pegasus comes and sits down next to a bunch of ponies who are clearly relaxing next to a small camp-fire, and begins to talk*.<br /><br />I was born into a small family, off in the distant corners of Equestrian soil.<br /><br />Huh, you wanna know the name of the town? That's not important just let me get back to my story.<br /><br />Anyways, ever since I was a young filly I enjoyed the thrill of adventure. There was no hole too deep or cloud too high for me not to explore. I always like to imagine myself as some brave adventure cutting her way through miles of brush, not for fame or glory, but to see what was one the other side. This was my childhood, and it was the stuff of dreams.<br /><br />What?! Now your insulting my storytelling saying it's too sappy. Hey, you asked me to tell you about myself. Now just listen, and sit back down.<br /><br />Where was I? Oh yeah, not all of those days were idyllic, though. I remember my parents having a look of vexation and relief one day, after coming home three hours late because I was busy "discovering" some lost tribe of ants within the local woodlands. They constantly lecture me on the importance of my scholastic studies, and often including some hokum about one day if I studied hard enough I could be a guest of honour within Princess Celestia's royal court. Of course, I always rejected such crazy notions. I think the only thing that they ever said to me that actually stuck was, "Now don't be thoughtless Wander Lust, you should think once in a while before you act". Ha ha, I really miss them some days.<br /><br />As I grew and grew, I would almost always miss class to explore the local backwoods. One day, when soarin' over some long forgotten trail. I saw something odd. Slowly I began to glide, always cautious as to not alert any unwanted animals. I had found a long abandoned cabin still intact, yet it looked like it had angered mother nature in some horrible way. Brambles and branches split through the walls of what must of been once some pioneer pony's proud legacy.<br /><br />I advanced to the entrance of the sagging structure, and bucked what remained of the door with all of my might. The wooden frame easily gave away. Inside, I found the most amazing thing. Old notes and letters addressed to the cabin's prior owner from Canterlot. Gleeful at my discovery, I grabbed as many as I could, and rushed out those woods. I had to show someone these wonderful papers. Initially, unbeknownst to me these papers would give more then local prestige, they would also give me my cutie mark.<br /><br />Since that day, I've never been held to one place for too long. Sure, I stayed home long enough to finish my studies, and say my goodbyes to my parents and friends, but why would I stay there when the fun and excitement of all of Equestria lies before me. I don't think with that kind of temptation I could stay attached to one place for too long.