Species: Earth Pony
Mane: An Ink-Like Black which blends out into a faint yellow. Normally, kept up in a messy bun with various writing utensils stuck into it. If taken down, it is long and wavy.
Tail: Solid black, but like the mane, it is long and wavy.
Eyes: Hazel, but oddly enough always with a curious encouraging look to them.
Body: White with a dapple of grey to it, though there always are splatters of ink about her, and her front hooves seem to have been died by ink.
Cutie Mark: An ink-dipped Gryphon quill resting on a Foal's book.
Age (Baby,adult): Young adult
Personality: Caring, Encouraging, Curious, but Always Quick to Conclude. She has a compassionate maternal instinct which without fault has tried time and time again to aid those she witnesses in distress. However, she is also a klutz, both in the tongue and in her hoof-work, so her attempts often fail. Somehow, she has a persistence and a smiling heart that almost rivals that of Pinkie Pie, without actually doing so. Also, she is very outgoing, unless of course, near a stallion she likes.
Likes: Other Ponies, Foals, Friendships, Writing, Music, Art, Ponies that can actually carry a tune, Laughter, Theater, Light, Night, Fun.
Dislikes: Sad ponies, Anger, Know it Alls, Vegetables.
Born and Raised in Ponyville for the majority of her Life, Ink was quick to get her cutie mark, but quick to assume it meant something different. Her whole life changed the day she got her cutie mark, when she wrote, illustrated and "bound" (she just used staples) her first Foal's Book when she was just a 4 year old filly. That, was the last work she had actually finished. In the following years, she made friends and had an almost perfect life, till she finished school. At the end of her schooling, she no longer knew what it was exactly she wanted to, or was meant to do. Therefore, she went up to Manehattan to try her hoof with some of the big shots. After Three short years of lost contact with her friends, and some very harsh times, Ink returned to Ponyville, where she now hopes to put a smile on some foal's face, and write out a story with a happy ending for herself, and perhaps some other ponies whom will join her.
Example RP segment:
As she trotted outside, tucking her ticket into her bag, she heard it. A foal was crying somewhere nearby. Looking around, she saw a young colt crying, and circling frantically in the mid-afternoon traffic of Manehatten. Imeadtly as was her instinct she walked up to the young colt.
"What's wrong?" She asked, giving him her most comforting smile. Though his cries of "Mom! Mommy! Mommy!!!" Already had told her the answer.
"Mommy is gone." The colt shuddered through the sniffles, looking at the weird mare. He was told not to speak to strangers, but he trusted this mare- she looked a bit like his mother anyway.
"Really? What's your name? Perhaps I know her." In Truth, not one of the mares Ink knew had any children, but, she knew it would comfort the colt.
"Gr- Gr- Grey Heart. Missus." He said, choaking on Tears.
"You know what Grey Heart? I think that Police Stallion over there may be able to help us find your Mommy, let's go ask him."
Ink led the colt over to the stallion, and explained the situation. She missed her train back to Ponyville, but she stayed with the colt until he and his mother were reunited again.