Thank you all! Wow. 50 followers. I barley do anything on this blog and yet you guys are still here! I love you guys so much you don’t even understand. Thank you so much. Forgive me for the sloppiness of this drawing but between working in the posts and holidays I could barley get this done. But I did it for you guys! I love you all to death! Stay awesome :)

Name: Faithful Flight
Species: Pegasus
Gender: Mare
Sexuality: Pansexual, but likes to flirt more towards colts.
Special Talent: Cartoonist/sketching
Hobbies: Having a good time, such as going to bars with friends. Isn’t afraid to get drunk, and always makes sure everyone is having a good time. Likes to fly around to ease stress or clear her mind, but doesn’t like to fly too fast. Racing isn’t her thing.
Short background story: Has a love for children, but has a phobia of having her own. Adopting is just a reminder of her fear of having her own children, so she remains living alone.
Siblings: Star dust, her 11 year old brother, who is also a Pegasus. (Mod allows questions for him as well. As long as it’s more towards Faithful Flight. Maybe a couple questions about him, to get to know him better, but that’s it)

Mod: If anyone has any questions, feel free to ask! Anonymous or not! I’m going to bed, but will be up for answering tomorrow!

Faithful flight: dude, it’s like, 9:20. Why are you going to bed now?

Mod: well unlike you I have school and an important meet tomorrow.

Faithful Flight: whatever. I’m staying up and catching up on my jack Daniels and Netflix. Have fun “sleeping”

Faithful Flight flew high as tears threatened to fall once more. The warm path of Celestia’s sun warmed her coat. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky and all the birds were singing. A beautiful day in ponyville. Though she couldn’t enjoy it with her sadness eating away at her being. Faith swallowed the lump in her throat as she spotted her destination and landed softly on the grass. Wet dew hit her hooves as it was still early in the day. Faithful Flight softly trotted across the field and sat in front of a grave. The engraving read “Here lies King. Beloved son, brother, and friend. 998-1006” she stared at it for a moment. Tears pricking her eyes. “Hello…old friend”
Mod: yes this is part of the story! I can only write it for now but tomorrow I should be able to get back to drawing! Thanks :3