AISLING

[Aisling]

The Roleplayer - - -

Name: Nevreme
Other Characters: Saoirse

The Vitals - - -

Name: Aisling [ash-ling]
Gender: Mare
Age: 4
Orientation: Bi
State: Dead
Faction: Dead

The Outside - - -

Breed: Connemara x Gypsy Vanner
Size: 14.3hh
Colour: Silver Bay
Face Markings: White crescent moon on her forehead and white chin.
Leg Markings: Silvery white scales wrap around her left hind leg like a snake; going all the way from her hoof up to her flank where they thin and finally disappear.
Other Markings: A patch of silvery white scales that starts by covering her left eye, then slips down across her cheek to her neck and widens before tapering off about halfway down the side of her neck.
Eye Colour: Black iris with silver pupils.
Starter Mutation: Dragonskin
Starter Gift: Charm

The Inside - - -

Positive Characteristics: even-tempered, poetic, honest
Negative Characteristics: uncaring, unforgiving, distant
Likes: storms, silence, rage
Dislikes: heat, non-mutants, lies
Goals: none
Fears: Fire. Nothingness. Saoirse.

The Past - - -

Family: Her mother, Saoirse, is the one who killed her and she knows nothing of her father.
History: Aisling knows nothing of the events before her birth. Only her mother's suspicion and frightening rages gave her cause to think something might be wrong. The frequent checks for any sign of mutation were normal to her; every Pure foal she met experienced the same. And since she never met any foals that weren't Pure she had no reason to think this wasn't the case everywhere. For the first year of her life Aisling was happy.

As she grew though, the young mare began to venture further from the safety of her Pure friends and protective mother. She met Common equines with gifts and mutations and some without. Aisling even saw some of the dead from afar though she scarcely believed what they were despite her Common friends' assurances. As she began to spend less time with the Pure and more with the Common Aisling's own beliefs, ones she had been raised on, started to crumble. She learned that the gifted and the mutated were no different from her and her Pure friends. And she began to question her mother's fanatical beliefs that they should all be culled.

Because of her experiences Aisling was not particularly frightened, or even surprised, when her own mutation started to show itself. Her one fear was that her mother would find out. For though she did not share the Pure beliefs anymore Aisling still loved her mother and valued her Pure friends. Which is why their reaction to her scales came as such a shock. It was her very best friend who found them first, while they groomed each other. The other filly was disbelieving first, then terrified and finally furious. It was Aisling's first experience of how cruel the world could be. When, still bruised and bleeding, Aisling found her mother Saoirse had a very different first reaction. There was no surprise, only a weary sort of resignation.

The blow was quick and Aisling felt very little pain before she blacked out. When she woke her neck felt odd and out of place. Turning her head she saw Saoirse backing away from her, a look of horror painted across her face. Aisling found her legs clumsily, nearly falling more than once. But even as she moved toward the comfort of her mother Saoirse turned and fled. Fear gripped Aisling then and she called out for Saoirse to wait, to stop, to help her. But her mother was gone. And for the first time Aisling realized she wasn't breathing. Panic, denial, fury, sorrow. Calm.

It's been over a year since her death now and Aisling is still unable to tell her Common friends what happened. It's not that shes afraid they will have the same reaction, no they are far too kind for that, but she couldn't stand their pity. It is only when surrounded by her own kind can Aisling drown in the loneliness and rage.

[coco]

Approved!
Love her markings, I can just imagine what she looks like!
(you may receive a surprise manip for her one day )