Luna - (Username:) WillowWhisper
Gender: Fillie - Female
Mane: Misty blue/Grey - Very long and silky
Tail: Matches mane in Color and Texture
Eyes: Very soft and expressive. A delicate grey/blue
Body: A base color of dark blue/grey with a wide rage of different sized splotches of light blue.
Cutie Mark: A 'doodle' star, matching her mane color. It signals a sign of sleep, she is usually in charge of lulling those who are restless
Age (Baby,adult): Adult
Personality: Very soft spoken and rather shy. Gentle and kind to those she knows but timid to those she is wary of. A very sweet pony that anyone could befriend if they are nice enough.
Likes: Fluffy clouds, The time a little after Dusk, Fog, Music, Song birds, Quiet areas.
Dislikes: Loud noises, Obnoxiousness, Bright sunlight.
History: Willow has always been a very soft spoke pony in Equestria. Growing up having a special ability to lul others to sleep with her gentle voice. Even as a youngling she was able to sing, though she was always rather shy about her voice, only singing at night.
Nothing tragic had ever really happened to her but she was slightly bullied as a child, which had her the very soft spoken mare she is today. Kind and gentle. If you ever have trouble sleeping, just come to this gentle mare for help.
Example RP segment: (Refer to post below)
WillowWhisper was on a daily stroll through the streets of Manehatten, her hoofs clicking cheerfully on she ground beneath her. A good nights sleep was always the key to a good attitude in her opinion.
"Whatcha' gonna do about it squirt?" was a voice Willow heard from a distance that made her shake at the knees. It sounded much like a voice she would hear as a young filly. Her misty blue eyes scanning around till she found the little colt who had made the noise, towering over the little filly who looked completely mortified.
The colt swung around and glared at Willow who stumbled back, falling onto her rump with a whimper.
"What are you looking at?" He growled at her and tears appeared in her eyes but she looked at the young filly and got to her feet.
She was too frightened to say anything, but some how she mustered up the courage to call out one, quiet defiance.
"Leave her alone!" She neighed before somehow stomping a hoof between the two. She was old enough to be able to do something about colts like him now. She wasn't going to let the young filly be bullied like she was.
The young colt just sort of stared at her in shock as she nudged the young filly away. Possibly one more heart save from this cruel world.