Mane: White and short with an extremely pale blue streak through it. It's always looking kind of windswept and messy because Ivory never bothers to brush it properly - it'll just get messy anyway.
Tail: See mane.
Eyes: A snowy, pale kind of blue, comparable to that of his mane streak.
Body: A light blue similar to that of a winter sky.
Cutie Mark: Two wind gusts with a snowflake twirling through it, representing his love for snow and Winter.
Age (Baby,adult): Teen.
Personality: Ivory is a bit of an introvert, since he didn't really have much time to interact with other foals as a colt. He only really is himself and feels comfortable around ponies he knows well and is with friends with, whereas around others he can seem a little bit quiet or even rude when he doesn't talk. If you manage to push through and make him smile or laugh, then he'll open up pretty quickly and you'll find he's just your cheeky, average teen, who treats everyone like a sibling. In his spare time, he likes to spend most of his time reading or doing something quiet and calming, such as flying about high in the sky where only few pegasi go. He loves the snow, and doesn't really get affected by the cold since he spends most of the snow days outside and enjoying it - after all, Winter is his favourite season!
Likes: Snow and Winter, ice-skating, pale colours, being on his own, flying, drinking warm soup on a cold day, reading, quiet animals like bunnies, the sound of trickling water, and ponies who understand him.
Dislikes: Parties, drunk ponies since they normally are loud and make him feel awkward, being in crowds, pressure to perform well, being sick since he rarely suffers the ail of illness, and getting scared by sudden loud noises.
Ivory grew up in a place where it never snowed, even on the coldest of days. He led a little bit of a secluded childhood, since he lived on a farm, and there weren't really many other ponies his age living near him for him to interact with. His brother was the only one he really got to communicate with, but when he left to go fulfill his childhood dream of becoming a royal guard, Ivory found himself suddenly very very alone.
Ivory was still a blank flank when his brother left, and just at the age of starting to attend school. He wasn't worried, since he thought that all the other foals would be blank flanks too. They weren't. He began to get bullied as no-one stood up for him at school when the other foals started to tease him. After all, they didn't want to get caught in the whirlwind of cruelty and have their words turned onto them. He never really bothered to stand up for himself because he didn't think he needed to. His logic was that if he ignored them, they would go away. They didn't, and it only got worse and worse for the poor colt who patiently waited for the taunting to go away.
Because of the sudden loneliness he experienced and the bullying that was just escalating and spiraling well out of Ivory's control, he closed himself off. He began to talk less and less, and even tried to get home schooled, trying to lessen the interaction he had with other ponies since he still had no cutie mark. His parents, having no idea why, refused, and his silent suffering continued.
Eventually, his parents found out about the bullying that happened during school times, and they decided to move away for a new school and a new start. They came to Ponyville since they had heard so much about it, and arrived just in time for the first snow of the Winter. Ivory stepped out of the train and felt a snowflake land on his nose, confusing him since he had never seen it before. He touched it, and watched it melt in his hooves in wonder. The simple fragility of the beautiful, beautiful speck of white entranced him, and that was when he got his cutie mark.
5. A colt is bullying a filly in the Manehattan street. When your OC looks to him, he turns to your OC and snaps, "What're you looking at?" Given your OC’s personality, compose a brief narrative in which your OC identifies and addresses the situation.
"Oh, nothing." Ivory softly answered, not wanting to stir up trouble. He was just about to turn and continue with his business when he heard the soft whimpers of a filly. Whirling around, he realised there was something going on here that he had missed. It wasn't just the colt. There was a small filly whom he was standing over, teasing her and making her cry.
The pain of his past and the fury he felt surged up in him, giving him confidence he didn't know he had. Storming up to the colt, he gripped his arm and turned him around, glaring him down. "Listen, kid. Bullying ain't acceptable, you hear? Now go get that sorry excuse for a flank of yours back home." he growled, feeling the surge of anger subside. The terrified colt nodded quickly and ran away as fast as he could, his tail between his legs.
Turning to the shivering filly, Ivory smiled at her. "Hey, sorry about that. He shouldn't have been doing such a thing. Now tell me, where's your home?" he asked her softly, the previous rage vanishing as quickly as it came. The filly stopped crying and got up shakily, her voice hoarse from her crying as she told him her address. "Ok, come on. Let's get you home." he said kindly, giving her a tissue as he walked her home.