Mole
Player name :  Ais
    Character Name :  Mole
Previous Name(s) :  None
Soulname :  Keym
Known By :  Himself and Lonewings
Gender :  Male
Race :  Elf, Pureblood - PegasusRider
Tribe :  Rillforest Holt
Age :  135
Parents :  Lonewings (father), Flowerbunch (mother/deceased)
Siblings :  Whitefox (sister)
Other Relatives :  Wildwhine (grandfather/deceased), Fairdoe (grandmother/deceased), Windtime (grandfather), Lilly (grandmother/deceased)
Lovemate(s) :  None (Wishes for Greenlight)
Lifemate(s) :  None
Recognized :  None
SoulSibling :  None
Children :  None
Friends :  Boar, Darkroot, Greenlight, LeafFall, Loudsong, Moonlight, Moss, Quickbrush, SkyFire, Snowflower, Whitefox, Wildwind, Windswept
Magics :  Sending, Equine-bonding,
Skills :  Average hunter, skilled archer, extremely skilled rider, brilliant strategist, spear-fishing, flute-playing, flying, riding
Hobbies :  Spear-fishing, flute-playing, flying, riding
Weapons :  Bow, spear
Tools :  None
Hunting party :  Yes
Personality :  Down to earth, fair, slow to anger, slightly disillusioned, a follower not a leader, gentle, trustworthy, thoughtful, forgiving, headstrong, loyal, diplomatic, a secret romantic. Sometimes a bit outrageous.
Likes :  Hunting, riding, wandering in the woods, being with his friends, being around his sister, races, celebrations, trying to involve his father in the many activities of the tribe
Dislikes :  His grandfather, the CatRiders, the GryphonRiders "stuck up and opportunist", Acornsong's failure to his tribe, when people argue to death over futile things, close-minded elves who can't look beyond their noses, whining elves, rain.
Fears :  Loosing his father, either by suicide or by the CatRiders hand. Loosing his sister, and that his father might never return the reassuring and loving man he once was.
Hopes :  That Lonewings might someday rise from his catatonia
Dreams :  That one day Lonewings will be a real father
Strong Points :  Strong, brave and no-nonsense, this responsible young warrior won't contest an order given unless he thinks it's really and deeply wrong. His heart is almost always on the side of right and he's a protector of his tribe.
Weak Points :  He's easily influenced by Darkroot and unshakable in his belief that only the hunt leader's blunt, sometimes harsh way might keep their tribe safe.
Outlook on Life :  Enjoy the little things in life, never give up hoping for something you want, and the safety of loved ones is important.
Quotes :  "It was my sire who taught me to play the flute. He used to sing with our Mother, way back then." *sigh* "I don't think I've ever heard him sing again ever since she died."
"How many of us can Acornsong sacrifice in the name of a lovesick dream?"
Tribal Duties :  Hunter, Apprentice Archer
Hair :  Rich sable with caramel highlights under the sun and grey-blonde ones under the moon. Straight and very short, reaching just to his ears, and the back of his neck
Eyes :  Deep Brown
Facial Features :  Oval, high cheekbones, squared features offset by the long line of a narrow low-profile nose and a broad forehead.
Scars :  None
Birthmarks :  None
Other Marks :  Three lightening tattoos on left forearm
Height :  5'4"
Build :  Tall, seemingly over slim, toned but not muscled
Clothing :  Blue-grey tunic with full sleeves, bronze colored jacket decorated with symbols of wings and suns, also sun and wing medallions along the bottom.
Jewelry :  Sun and wing medallions along the waist of his coat every hand span
Possessions :  Flute
Personal History :        Mole's parents Recognized not too long after the PegasusRiders had made Second Lake their home place, but even before his birth they referred to themselves as "wanderers in love". As a foal he was raised in an idyllic setting - surrounded by the gentleness of his mother, the fierce protectiveness of his father and two caring, ever-present grandparents in the figure of Windtime and Lilly. And when Flowerbunch and Lonewings recognized again, it looked like the family might be truly blessed by the High Ones, in spite of the ongoing war. Unfortunately, it wasn't going to last.
      When Mole's sister WhiteFox was only five turns old, Snowcry led a particularly vicious band to Rillforest Holt. Flowerbunch was killed while she tried to take the baby in safety and Lilly, who had stepped in to shield her daughter with her body, was not spared either. Probably WhiteFox herself would have died had not Lonewings coldly shot the Catrider, Warclaw, killing him instantly. It was because he had to rescue his baby daughter from underneath the corpses of his lifemate and mother-in-recognition that Lonewings couldn't finish off Badger, and earned the long scar across his face from the spy on that occasion. Ever since, the loss of the most precious person he had in the world, along with the knowledge of having killed another elf, Lonewings has been completely mad with grief.
      Mole, who was a foal no older than twenty and something, was raised by his father far from the rest of his agemates, because Lonewings had become an hermit and wouldn't let anyone come near his chambers anymore. And yet it wasn't as if he really did much to raise his two children. He kept them isolated from the others foals, but otherwise left them pretty much to themselves. Mole had to grow up into an adult when he was hardly a teen and foster-father his little sister alone, as his grandfather, Windtime, had also withdrawn from their lives to mourn Lilly - and possibly not get on Lonewing's moody tail.
      As the two grew older, there came a time when Mole finally faced his father saying plainly that he and Whitefox were old enough to move out and live on their own. He really hoped his words would pull Lonewings out of his catatonia, but the elder male merely nodded and let them be. And to date they probably wouldn't have seen him ever again had Whitefox and Mole not decided not to distance themselves from Lonewings the way Lonewings had distanced himself from them when they were foals. They hope that they'll eventually be able to show him he can still be a PegasusRiders, can still find a purpose within the tribe, and that he had two reasons not to give up on life. Unfortunately so far they haven't really accomplished much and their father's catatonia grows worse and worse, but at least they aren't giving up and never will.
      Mole has never really grow close to his grandfather due to the distance between them caused by Windtime's withdrawl. Although he holds no harsh feelings against the elder, he's long ceased considering him family as Windtime never tried to reach out to his grandchildren when they needed him most. Alas, Windtime himself is still deeply troubled by his choice and regrets having lost his opportunity to be a grandfather just because he was afraid of how Lonewings would react to him. It's still too soon to say whether or not the time for a reconciliation between them is at hand.
PEGASUS-BOND
Name :  Tide
Gender :  Male
Species :  Alicorn
Age :  100
Appearance :  Silverly white fur, mother-of-pearl manes and golden hooves. As with all alicorns he's slightly smaller than pegasi and has very regal looks.
Personality :  Brave, bold and more than a little reckless.
Rank :  Breeding Stallion
Relations :  Son of Amethyst and a wild Alicorn, brother to Thunder (Cascade's first bond) and half-brother to Mooneye and Pearl
History :  Late this year he became life-mate of Raven whose own eggs may be hatching any time now. Tide is fiercely protective of his mate and nest and almost never leaves Raven. This may be the only time since they bonded that he can not be around Mole as much as he'd like to, and had to make a choice between his mate and his elf-friend.