Seren's Little Herd

[Seren]

-To be filled in with a list of characters and headshots later-

[Seren]

Samanayr name: Pride of the Misguided Arrow
Gender: Stallion
Species: Samanayr
Age (foal, yearling, young adult, adult): Adult
Physical description: Pride has a mostly tan coat, with green appaloosa markings on his hindquarters, and striping on his back legs. His coloring fades into pale green-white on his legs and he has a white blaze on his face, and purple eyes. He has red hooves and a red mane and tail that fades to yellow. He also has green antlers and unique feathered wings that have the florae trait, making them made up of branches and leaves.
Personality: Pride is an odd fellow, who doesn't really now how to connect with most other Samanayrs, so around strange Sams (especially before forming his Song) he was very standoffish, prideful, and rather odd, simply because he didn't know how to act. He has a quieter poetic side that is sweet, gentle, and supportive. He is rather reckless, but he likes to puzzle through things as well.
Abilities (magical and otherwise): Archery [Non-Magical]
History: Pride of the Misguided Arrow was born into a small Song in the woodlands, and he left as a yearling to rove about on his own, without friends or any courtships. No one paid him much mind until a Sharian fletcher saw some potential and taught the little stallion to shoot a bow of sorts, and Pride was shooting ever since- until he met and fell for a prettymare with the grace of a reed and the sweetness of nectar.
Song: Song of the Naiad's Hunter
Likes: Archery, Hunting, Tracking, Forest, and of course, Rustle!
Dislikes: Closed-in Spaces, Towns.
Aspirations and goals: To make Rustle happy, raise foals, and quest all over the Hotsprings.
Fears: Unknown… He claims he has none! I doubt that. (Losing Rustle would be a big one.)

Sire: Shot of Unknown Depths
Dam: Pine of the Wayward Grove
Siblings: None
Mate: Rustle of the Willow's Tears
Offspring: Baking!

Pets: None
Favorite color: Hunter Green
Odd fact: Pride is the Sagittarius Sam, drawn by RikkuGirl.

[Seren]

Samanayr name: Dive of the Melting Glacier
Gender: Mare
Species: Lamanayr
Age (foal, yearling, young adult, adult): Young Adult
Physical description: Dive has a white coat with purple-blue dapples and stripes across her markings, and red hooves. She has sleeker ragged draconic wings, a tufted tail, and head mane, along with black eyes. She has traces of red in her purple/blue mane and tail, as well as one her wings. She has a silver choker-style necklace around her neck.
Personality: Dive is naturally cheery, but very energetic, and just plain hyper, often zipping around or attempting reckless stunts. She is headstrong, and speaks her mind, often saying things that seem rude. She has to remind herself to slow down, but she cares for foals and smaller critters.
Abilities (magical and otherwise): None
History: Dive left her song to be a bacholerette at a young age, too bored and cooped up to stay behind for long, however, she does visit often. Dive is very close to the dragonet Chinook, who she has had since birth, and, due to almost losing him, she's very careful of him.
Song: None
Likes: Flying, Stunts, Creatures (especially Dragonets), Playing Pranks
Dislikes: Staying still, being bored
Aspirations and goals: She can't decide! It changes constantly.
Fears: Losing Chinook, and swimming.

Sire: Plunge of Burning Skies
Mare: Chilling of Glacial Skies
Pets: Chinook (Wild Dragonet)

Favorite color: Pale Lavender
Odd fact:

[Seren]

Samanayr name: Eve of the Moon's Chill
Gender: Mare
Species: Samanayr
Age (foal, yearling, young adult, adult): Adult
Physical description: Eve is a very pale-washed out blue in coloration, with faint wood-grain markings on her almost white legs, that end in fluffy ivory full tufts that cover her hooves. She has a dark rack of antlers strung with Christmas lights, even if only a few of them actually glow. Ram horns also adorn her head, giving her a very tough look, even if the short bobbed tail kind of kills the whole look. She also has a pair of sharp fangs, and she seems to relish her very icy and fierce appearance. Tines grow from her sides, upon which icicles hang stubbornly, and overall she just looks like a strange creature of the snow and ice.
Personality: Eve in a word: Cold. Icy. Frozen. She's got a surprisingly hot temper, for such an icy Sam though- she's quick to argue and retaliate, sometimes far too fast for her own good. She hates being looked down upon or pitied, though she doesn't seem to care if Samanayrs hate her or not. She's aggressive when threatened, and will use her crowned head and fangs if need be. She is not above dirty warfare, since she's been set upon in unfair circumstances before. She doesn't like feeling smaller or weaker than another Samanayr, and gods forbid she stutter or stumble in front of one.
Eve is easily embarrassed when she messes up or is mocked, and this can lead to her becoming more awkward and aggressive. She's not very socially gifted, being outcasted at a young age and never really learning how to get along with others- she's quick to say her mind, even if it's rude, and she claims she never feels regret.
Eve, however, does have feelings underneath a locked away heart, and she responds well to attempts to understand her instead of condemn, mock, or pity her. She hates talking about the past, or how she feels about a subject- though she does seem to have a slight thirst for some communication with another Samanayr.
Her relationship with Misery is especially sticky and confusing- she has a hard time figuring it out herself. She hates him, and likes him, wants to kill him, and admires him, and she hates looking stupid in front of him. However, she's an intensely loyal mare once she's given her trust, but woe to those who would break it.
Abilities (magical and otherwise): Eve can withstand cold temperatures...
History:
These are excerpts from roleplays and contests outlining a bit of her past:
“My siyre was a snow Elemental. He found a lost Deseyrt mayre in his tundyra lands and took heyr in, and had a foal with heyr. But… the myare didn’t like Noyrtherns or the cold land… so… she left his Song afteyr the biyrth of the foal. And since the foal looked so much like heyr siyre, she didn’t want heyr… and left heyr theyre, alone.” The mare looked down and scuffed her foot, looking so lost and foal-like for a moment that Waltz actually stopped thinking about her next meal and instead thought about how sad she would be all alone… to eat alone… to sleep alone… She gave the mare a pitying look, and when Eve glanced up and saw her look, she almost… dare Waltz think it?- blushed, if that was possible, and snapped out. “So I don’t need anybody. No stallions, no Song, no fyriends, I don’t want anyone. So get out!” She said darkly, looking sullen like a foal who hadn’t gotten her way. She flicked her bob tail and started to turn away.

She felt the cold wet touch of snow almost up to her chest, snuffling softly as she called out in her little trill of a voice. "Mama? Mama?" The cold winds ruffled her fluffy little cropped mane like an old friend's caress as pale crystal eyes searched wildly. She gave a soft little snort as she spotted a long-legged figure ahead, staring silently at the sky. She trudged forward through the drifts, practically swimming in the crystalline pool, trying to get the figure's attention. "Mama!" She grunted with effort as she pushed through, blinking with big eyes. No matter how hard she pushed and tried, she didn't seem to be gaining ground at all, ears pointing forward under nubs where future horns and antlers would rest, her eyes wide some with panic as she struggled bravely through the drifts hampering her movement. Slowly the filly realized that it wasn't that she wasn't moving forward, but that the figure was moving away. She swallowed down panic and tried to struggle faster, before coming to a halt as the figure never turned. She had the fuzzy memory of the touch of her mother's muzzle to hers long ago, and how it had been a warm touch, so different than what the little newborn was used to, that she had cried from its strangeness. Her dam hadn't touched her since that time, and the pain was overwhelming in the little filly's chest as she cried out into the howling winds. "Mammmaaa!" The winds flung her choked-off cry back into her face, as trails of tears froze to pale blue-fur, little fangs bared at the night as her dam kept on, never glancing back once, as the lone little figure stood alone amongst the wintery flurries.
Song:
Likes: Ice, Cold, Wind, Misery (though she'd never admit it)
Dislikes: Heat, Sunlight, Too many Sams, Fire
Aspirations and goals: If directly addressed this question, Eve would either a) threaten to bite you, b) grunt dismissively, or c) Tel you her goal in life is to be left alone. This isn't true- she wants to follow Misery around, even if she refuses to say so.
Fears: She seems to have a fear of trusting, but on a more base level, she's afraid of deep water (especially rivers and currents) and fires.
Favorite color: Ice Blue
Odd fact: Eve was won from a Holiday Event, and is drawn by RikkuGirl. Her Christmas lights also mysteriously glow, without a power source....

[Seren]

Samanayr name: Essence of the Time Keeper (920)
Gender: Mare
Species: Northern
Age (foal, yearling, young adult, adult): Adult
Physical description:
Personality:
Abilities (magical and otherwise): None
History:
Song: Song of the Frozen Quandary
Likes and dislikes:
Aspirations and goals:
Fears:

Sire:
Dam:
Siblings: None
Mate: Yearning of the Frozen North
Offspring: Unnamed

Favorite color:
Odd Fact:

[Seren]

Samanayr name: Sirocco (969)
Gender: Mare
Species: Elemental (Air)
Age (foal, yearling, young adult, adult): Young Adult
Physical description:
Personality:
Abilities (magical and otherwise): Elemental Abilities
History:
Song: Song of the Approaching Apocalypse
Likes: Flying, Tricks, Gliding
Dislikes: Being Apart from Depths, Constraints
Aspirations and goals: To stay close to Depths, have fun
Fears: Losing Depths, being caught or netted

Sire: Veil of the Moonstone Cove
Dam: Dive of the Melting Glacier
Siblings: Depths (Twin)
Mate: Cyclone
Offspring: None

Pets: None
Favorite color: Intense Red
Odd fact: Sirocco and Depths are the first Elemental twins to be different elemental types.

[Seren]

Samanayr name: Zip of the Minted Cocoa (1091)
Gender: Stallion
Species: Minayr
Age (foal, yearling, young adult, adult): Young Adult
Physical description:
Traits: Mini, Fan Tail, Faery Wings, Curly Hair, Large Ears, Furred Antennae, Talons
Personality:
Abilities (magical and otherwise): Teleportation over short spaces
History:
Song: Song of the Warm Cheer
Likes: Snuggles, Warmth, Jokes
Dislikes: Hot Weather, Grumps
Aspirations and goals: Have fun! Play tricks! Snuggle!
Fears: Being Unhappy

Sire:
Dam:
Siblings:
Mate: Cider of the Last Apple, Twist of the Candy Cocoa
Offspring: None

Pets: None
Favorite color: Dark Brown
Odd fact: Zip is based off of Mint Hot Chocolate