[Kelvin360]

Hopefully I have the right one this time, heh.

Name: Arvadraa

Race: Flutter Pony

Appearance: A delicate figure as far as height and weight go, she has a mane that goes around her left ear and drops to her knees, her tail being of middling length. Both are light green in color. Her wide eyes contain pitch black irises, and her coat is a light shade of brown, as well as her wings, which are about half the size of her body but look more than capable of supporting her light form. A patch of pink adorns the top of her scalp, and those who observe it closely may realize that it is in fact an older injury where in the skin and hair were forcefully ripped off. Her mouth is in a perpetual sad frown, and quite literally never is the occasion when anyone sees her smile. It is possible she doesn’t even know how. While not ugly, exactly, she is not beautiful or even mildly pretty by Flutter Pony standards, perhaps because of her unnerving appearance and personality.

Age: 24

Skills: Spending much of her time in the forests without capable (or sentient) company has left her with above-average perception of things around her and certain knowledge about how to treat wounds from minor to severe, as would be needed to survive the wilds.
From her past, she has carried over some ability to determine how magical items function, if not what they do. As well, she is determined to not be taken advantage of, and slides into a very intense state of concentration when conversing with others, focusing on body language, tone, and other indications of lying.
While she would likely be jelly before a truly master manipulator, more obvious white lies and a few bigger ones may become readily apparent to her. Unfortunately, this state of concentration leaves her with something of a glare towards whom she is speaking to, and a defensive body posture which may be off-putting to some.
As an extension of this, she has learned to copy some of the tricks and methods she's observed from more talented liars that she's come across. This means that she herself can bluff her way out of a variety of situations, especially with Horne's help.

Her natural magical abilities have been enhanced and fairly bastardized by previous experimentation and symbiosis. If nature as intended had had its say, she would be able to teleport by walking through one tree and into another, and adopt a thick-as-bark layer of skin.
However, with heavy shadow magic added to this, she has to shroud herself in a coat of shadows to be able to use any of her abilities as follows:

*The coat itself is highly resistant, and indeed nearly impenetrable. Its only weakness it that it acts as a second (very hard) skin, not a deflector. Meaning that blunt force will have the exact effect it would have on a fairly frail flutter pony normally, with potentially lethal consequences.
*When in contact with a shadow (or, really, any sufficiently dark area), Arvadraa can tap into the connection that dark places share and instantly teleport from one to another. This requires some concentration, but when adrenaline hits and she is 'on' (or when possessed) it becomes as quick and natural a reflex as blinking.
*Recently, Arvadraa has discovered that her shadowskin can be removed and accessed mentally to do whatever she wants it to do. She hasn't had time to practice, but so far she can encase objects with it for telekinesis or fling it at something with great speed for a concussive blast.

In the air, while not a mistress of speed, she is every bit as graceful as a Flutter Pony is expected to be, perhaps even more so. She spends little of her time actively practicing tight maneuvers and aerial stunts, but she has great talent for feats of airborne agility.

So yes. She's a freaking pony ninja.

Biography: For whatever reason, it seems as though Arvadraa’s life was destined to be filled with sorrow. As a very young filly, she and her family were captured by a mad unicorn who wished to experiment with different creatures, to ends unknown. One by one, she saw her mother, father, and sisters taken to glowing white rooms, and never saw them again. Then, it came her time. Apparently, it was she the unicorn had been seeking, and he opened her mind (quite literally) to the magic he possessed.
Through sheer willpower she didn’t know she had, Arvadraa was able to resist most of his magical implanting, with an exception - she had the ability to control darkness and shadow around her to a certain degree, as well as harden her skin against outside intrusion. These abilities were the downfall of the unicorn, as Arvadraa hardened herself and teleported directly out the window of his tower. The escape broke nearly every bone in her body, but she ran to the nearby forest before laying down in a clearing to mend.
There she stayed on the run from the unicorn’s search efforts for twenty years, learning more about the unicorn’s implanted magics, as well as her own natural power, an offshoot of the teleportation he gave her, but her own ability focused on using trees to move distances. The only beings she did not fear the company of were the animals in the forest, and she began tending for them as well as herself. Once, she saw a baby owl fall out of a tree, but saved him from the impact just in time. The owl stayed with her as a loyal companion, and she named him ‘Seeker’, because he was excellent at finding objects she needed in the woods.
After traveling the woods and lands for so long, her body has healed as much as it can, but her spirit remains very much fractured, always fearing the reprisal of the unicorn who had once tormented her.

Personality: Arvadraa is generally a very shy, but caring individual. She tends to avoid conflicts, or even in general speaking to anyone at all, for fear of manipulation or betrayal. She cannot stand to see these actions inflicted on others, however, and does her best to help those who are in danger or trouble.

Relationships: Her only true friends in the world are Seeker, her owl companion, and Blades, whom she has come to appreciate like a sister.

Cutie Mark: Her cutie mark never manifested itself to her, and she suspects the unicorn‘s magic had something to do with it, but is not entirely sure of the cause.