Wispy Willow

By Nom de Plume

• August 27, 2014

Age: 20 - 23

Gender: Female

Species: Unicorn

Appearance: Willow is a tall, gangly unicorn with a slight build and a pastel green coat. Her wavy dark-green-and-golden-brown mane flows down over her shoulder, curling up at the ends, and down around her horn, spilling into her deep blue eyes. She keeps her tail shorter, and it curls about level with her knee. Her face is freckle-dusted from spending most days outside, and her ears are small and pointed.

Cutie Mark: A curling yellow-green fern leaf over a bottle of purple elixir, corresponding to her talent of mixing natural remedies and healing.

Personality: Willow is reclusive and reserved, used to spending her days alone in the swamplands. She isn't used to talking to ponies, and usually keeps to herself when having to be around them. She is quiet, but hard to sway. She holds to her opinions like a barnacle, and isn't afraid to disagree with you. In an emergency, usually a medical one, Willow will move fast and decisively, because she usually knows what to do here, or at least how to help.

Backstory: Wispy Willow grew up in a small village, southwest of Horseshoe Bay and on the edge of the Hayseed Swamp, known as Evershade. Here she was raised by her single mother, an earth pony named Feather Fern. Feather taught her daughter the only magic she knew--the 'earthsense' that was her heritage and pride. Willow did her best, but couldn't connect to the world around them quite like her mother could. She did have a good knack for healing ponies, though, and and discovered her talent by curing a classmate who had been bitten by a snake.<br /><br />Her lack of more unicorn-like skills, and mere basic grasp of magic left her something of an outcast, however, and she found herself spending more and more time out in the swamp. She didn't mind, though, and went so far as to build a little house out there, away from other ponies, as soon as she was able to live on her own. This led to a slow disassociation with other ponies, and now she's no longer sure how to conduct herself around strangers. She now lives alone in the swamp with her pet bullfrog, Ferdinand.