Ivy league slid onto a bar stool after a long day of searching for work. It had been a month since she returned to Ponyville, and yet still she had no official job. She'd been getting by on earnings from the work she had come to retire from. Old Vigilante stuff. Every time she came into the tavern it was the same, quiet at first when a few ponies recognized her from the wanted posters, and then rising back to normal as the ponies who didn't care drew the attention off of her.
"Mulled cherry cider please." She muttered as the bartender passed her on the other side of the counter. Without her signature cloak, Ivy truly was a beautiful mare, with parchment colored fur, a dark turquoise mane with ivy green streaks, and bold, drawing brown eyes. Her cutie mark also was obvious, a complicated one consisting of a larger pony, presumably a mare smiling down at a filly, overlaid atop a heart made of Ivy.