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Username: Tygress Dream

Soquili name: Candra Stormcry
(Candra: "glowing like the moon")
Soquili Temper: Enduring

Personality: It can be summed up in her second name of Stormcry. She will stand in the face of the howling storm, proud in her steadfast defiance. Even trapped most of her life she never gave up faith that there is good in the world and that her quiet fight will be rewarded. She does find it very difficult to trust individuals, tending to err on the side of caution with her new companions and their situation. If they choose to think her weak for remaining quietly captive she'll allow them to think so, for now.


Background: In the chaos of her herd dividing into factions the young mare Candra got separated from her family. She wandered close to the estate of a noble human family and was further drawn in by the scent of roses in the formal gardens. Barely out of foalhood she was an easy capture for the young men of the household. She was chained in a small garden walled with thick hedges where she has remained isolated from all but the few small animals and birds that count on the water in the garden pond that Candra keeps pure.
A few younger memebers of the household visited the unicorn and she rewarded their innocent and gentle attentions by healing the scrapes, bumps and bruises of childhood. When asked by a raven why she bothered with the children of her captors she replied, "Would you prefer I ignored them and lost my touch with healing, or that I practice on the humans so when your young are injured I can safely heal them?"


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No completed Soq samples but here's one I started: Something to tell you...
Other: Old but complete, New, almost finished

Username: vballlvr5

Soquili name: Felicis / Malvolio
Soquili Temper: Split-Personality

Personality:
Felicis has split-personality disorder which was developed and revealed through his damaging past. Felicis is this stallion's main personality and it is his birth name. Felicis is the submissive one of the two personalities, but would have been his singular personality had he not developed this disorder. Felicis is kind and gentle and often swings to the emotions of a foal. He is the one that is frightened, but also the one that mainly exhibits kind emotions such as love and tenderness. Felicis is a bit naive.

Malvolio: The dark side of this stallion which was brought out due to an unfortunate past, and the devastation of having a power that is envied. The stallion does not realize that he is two personalities in one person and thus Malvolio believes he is protecting Felicis. Malvolio is a fighter and, though not evil, is the one that seeks revenge. He is very protective of Felicis.

Background:
Felicis was born to his two unicorn parents that had managed to get themselves into a predicament. His parents were in a strict herd which forbade the lack of lifemating before foals were born. The pair was free-spirited and strong willed and ignored the rule opting first to have children. And so Felicis was born along with a brother named Nox. The herd leaders greatly disapproved and all four were unceremoniously thrust out of the herd. Now, Felicis' father had made a deal with a kalona for protection and the like for his family so that they may travel safely to his lover's birth herd. Sadly, the herd that they were in had hired the same kalona as a hit man and actually arranged him to be their escort as well. The reasons of the leaders were never revealed to Felicis. The kalona thus turned against them and in a nasty fight only Felicis and his mother got away. Felicis was greatly pained that his brother was taken from him, but he did not have the chance to discover if the other colt was truly dead for he and his mother had to run. The pair remained because the kalona was not one to leave business unfinished. In a sneak attack the kalona slaughtered Felicis' mother as the foal watched from behind a tree. The kalona did not find the boy worth a search and went on his way.

So outside of images that haunted Felicis he lived in a relative until he was hunted again. Human hunters surprised in an ambush, luckily only one hit. They were poachers and were searching for unicorn horn and blood. Felicis managed to hide from the gang for almost a week when he stepped into a metal trap hidden on the earth's floor. With his ankle badly injured another archer easily took a shot on the stallion. Another fortnight he was able to evade the dastardly men and reached the home of a medicine man who through his helper soquili promised to take care of him. The soquili was a male around Felicis's age and half unicorn. His name was Malvolio, meaning ill-fated or ill-willed, due to his parents disapproval of his lacking of a horn. His father had felt disgraced as both he and his mate were of pureblood so how could his son not have a horn, he believed that his mate had been with another which she fervently denied though it was true. Despite his name and circumstances Malvolio was kind and gentle and sympathetic to Felicis. Due to Malvolio's lack in healing powers Felicis would have to have his wounds tended to by the human who was skilled but not magical. In fact the man had requested of his cousin to bring his unicorn for a visit so that Felicis could be healed magically as the wounds were deep and loss of blood would be great. In ill-fate of Felicis's own only one arrow was removed and his wounds were never healed as those hunting him arrived on the medicine man's doorstep soon after Felicis arrived. In a deathly brawl Felicis again was the lone survivor on his side. The man hadn't moved and was killed on the spot, Malvolio wouldn't allow the hunters to reach Felicis and eventually took a spear to the heart and he too passed on. Felicis ran off remembering Malvolio's words to keep himself safe, but the stallion did not run off without any battle scars and another arrow shot into his skin.

Throughout this time, since his brother that was near and dear to him and his mother and father snatched away was causing destruction to the stallion's mental health. The last strand was cut when he lost the friendship he was forming with Malvolio. Through all of these events an alternate personality was formed. One that was stronger than poor young Felicis. One that went by the name of Malvolio which lived up to the true meaning of the name in poor reflection to the previous owner. Felicis was chased by the hunters to a garden where he fearfully plowed through the plant wall. It wasn't until here that Malvolio came through to wreak damage upon the hunters with the assistance of the protective mare. In this fight Felicis, in the moment that he briefly reappeared, freed the other mare, the one that was chained. Here also is where the most devastating of all his injuries occurs, a hunter had dangerously taken an ax to his horn and haphazardly cut the top off. To this day he doesn't know if the stump remaining contains any power for he has been too afraid to try.


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(PRP) Searching for Family- (Acacia and Aaron)
[FIN] Unexpected meeting - Eden & Aaron
[PRP] Travel buddies ( Ofelia & Alexander )
i do have more if needed (:

Username: Nukido

Soquili name: Vivian Vladair
Soquili Temper: Punishing

Personality: Vivian is a fighter she savors every chance she gets to fight. Having a once royal background even though now tainted makes her even more a fighter. She will never trust a soul and often interrogates those she meets as to find out there mission and cause. She never lets her guard down because of what happened to her on that fateful day. She is not overly evil but at the same time not overly good she rests in the middle doing what she must to survive even if it means getting a fellow friend out of the way...


Background: Being of royal blood her family was targeted when she was at a very young age. Having watched them burn down her home and slay her parents made her grieve day and night. She made it out alive and that was a miracle but it was short lived. Being the royal princess there was an award out for her head and being young as she was she knew not of survival. However while observing the hunters from afar she saw a prison who she remember seeing before but not from where. It was another uni but she was chained and shackled her beauty fading with every passing day. What even more shocked her was the stallion whom looked dead with arrows riddled all over his body. She was shocked from this desperately wanting to remember the other mare.

As the days grew colder and winter approached she never once forgot about the other unis that she saw. One day though she let her guard down for only a moment and they came..The hunters flanked her from all sides grinning and smiling holding weapons to her face. She tried to kick and lash out but only ended up farther out in a trap. One of them got close enough for her to impale her with her horn making him scream out in pain. Her horn now dripping with blood and still no way out she lashed out even more only to fall over. One hunter came up to her face and drew a knife grinning as he cut her mouth up into a grimace blood dripping down her face staining her hooves and fetlocks. The princess of the royal family was reduced to a shuddering mass as the hunters subsided thinking her dead leaving her for the vultures.

To this day she will never forgive she will always seek to punish those who ruined the life she once could of had. She swore to herself to kill them and avenge her family and the once royal bloodline. None would ever guess she was Vivian Vladiar the little foal who held dreams of her people to meet a prince and one day become queen.


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Username: SylverStar

Soquili name: Thea (healing, also a favorite old B/C shop)
Soquili Temper: Faithful

Personality: 'The Selfless Martyr'
Thea is a very loving and caring unicorn. She has learned through her life that suffering exists and that it is rare to not suffer. She sees this as something to connect herself to others, everyone experiences pain. Even though she has suffered harm at the hands of humans, she believes that there is good in them, although some may have lost their way. Thea is also resilient and feels she can be the light in the dark for others. She is quite empathetic and if she pays close enough attention, usually can accurately read others emotions. This unicorn is quiet and good listener. She would rather hear others speak than talk herself. She is always honest and will always show kindness and loyalty to those who are and were kind to her. Thea will often put others before herself. She also prefers the company of others, because when she is alone is when she feels her pain the most.
Thea can also be hard on herself taking the blame for the outcomes of situations that may have been nothing but chance. Her past haunts her. She believes if she would have never approached the little girl many lives and hardship could have been saved. She worries that her mother may have died because she failed to get her the herb. She thinks that her presence prompted the villagers to cut off Ulysses horn, and she believes if she could take that one day back the girl’s village could have been spared. She minimizes others roles in these consequences. She is full of guilt and thinks it her duty to right these wrongs if she can somehow. She often feels sorrow in her heart and can be despondent at times.
Thea's healing gift seems quite strong in her, and she has the dual gift of being good with physical and emotional healing. Her tendency to listen helps her find what others suffer from. This makes it is easy for her to soothe their pain away. She however struggles with her own emotional healing. Due to the ball and chain Thea cannot reach the full speed but is slowed down quite a bit, she can still run however just not very fast and she tires quickly.

Background: 'It Begins...'
The mare started her life in the care of just her mother. She never learned what happened to her father though she does know he was also a pure unicorn and that she comes from a long line of unicorns. Thea and her mother lived alone together and often stayed away from other Soquili, though occasionally they would spend a day or two visiting with other unicorn. Thea had never seen a human but had been told that such creatures existed, but not much else about them.
When Thea was still a foal her mother was wounded and she was still too young to heal her. Her mother was unable to move and the wound too big for her own powers alone to heal. She sent the Thea to get a healing flower from a meadow just on the edge of the forest they called their home. Thea was scared, but she went anyway, knowing that her mother needed her to do this task. Grudgingly she left her mother, and after what seemed like hours, she found the meadow where the flowers grew. In the blossoms she saw a young female child alone, curiously the foal approached the girl, thinking that there could be no harm in one so innocent and wanting to know more about their kind.
The young girl reached out and touched the unicorn, her hand steady as she petted her gently. The girl’s eyes met with the young unicorns and there seemed to be a moment of bonding. It was then that a net was thrown over Thea as a young man sprung from hiding, and grinned with evil delight at the capture of such a creature. The foal was dragged away to a village miles away from where her mother lay waiting her return. She was to grow up with and be the pet of the family of the girl who had looked in her eyes.
The father always treated the captured unicorn with cruelty, whipping her or starving her at random. As the years passed and Thea grew older, he felt that fear would not be enough to keep the unicorn in line and wanted to make sure she would never be able to escape. The old man then had chains fashioned to keep the mare in place: a collar to chain her soundly to a post near their teepee and a ball attached to another chain that fastened around her leg. The iron shackles were so very tight, and bit into her skin as she moved. With these new fetters the mare lost all hope of ever seeing her mother again and escaping the cruelty of this evil man.
The mare grew sorrowful and often refused to eat, move, or greet the now young women who use to bring her the only joy in her life.

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Username: Merci`

Soquili name: Ulysses
Soquili Temper: Shy

Personality: 'The Taciturn Fellow'
This stallion is quiet, and rather shy. He doesn't speak unless he has a good reason, and tends to shy away from others. When he does engage in some form of conversation with another, he is kind and is quite eloquently spoken. Behind those blazing blue eyes, he’s a passionate soul. He finds all sorts of discourse pleasurable, but any questions about his horn or his past are met with stony eyed silence.
He is deeply embarrassed about the loss of his horn, and is terrified of being laughed at or pitied by others. Ulysses in his core is still a proud unicorn, and he doesn’t want to be viewed as a victim. With his past injuries he walks with a limp, his front leg having sustained obvious injury. With him being prideful, and ashamed of his weakness, he finds he’s most comfortable keeping other Soquili at a distance. This unicorn is not afraid of humans, but he does feel violent hatred for them. He doesn’t actively seek them out to harm them, and avoids being around them at all costs.

Background: ’To be Prey…’
Ulysses had a wonderful life when he was a foal. He lived with his mother and father for the first many years of his life. When he was still very young his mother and father told him of the two legged things called humans, and warned him of the danger they posed. The small unicorn was taught to avoid all human settlements, and to look for the signs that would tell him that they were near. It wasn’t as if the humans were particularly stealthy. The smells of a camp fire or the songs and shouts of their younglings would often give them away and allow the small family of unicorns to hide.

When he was still an adolescent, he was separated from his parents. They left him to scout around the area when they came across a place in the forest that looked like it had been used for camping. It had been a terrible day for him, and he waited for them to return for a long time. When more than a week had passed, he realized he was on his own. It was a lesson he learned quickly, and took to heart. He became suspicious, and overly cautious. Ulysses did not want what happened to his parents to happen to him. After all, what could have happened to them if the two legged monsters hadn’t found them?
He took it upon himself to look after the other creatures in the forests he roamed. Using the healing gift that was innate to his kind, the stallion often healed the wounds caused by the hunters’ traps and poorly aimed arrows. He found that when he extended kindness to others, he felt less alone in the world.
Little did he know that nearby things were brewing, and his life would be shattered forever. His penchant for avoiding humans came do an abrupt end when he heard the braying of dogs. They were sometimes used by humans while hunting smaller creatures, so he knew to avoid them. Ulysses turned, and he ran to escape. His hooves beat against the ground in a steady rhythm, but the dogs never seemed to get further away. It dawned on him suddenly, that they had to be chasing him! He panicked, and turned his head to look backwards when it happened. The first whistle barely registered in his mind when he was suddenly struck in the side. The stallion felt hot blood seep from the wound immediately, and he couldn't help the cry of pain. Behind him shouts of success urged his hunters onward. Ulysses had no time to take care of himself, arrows flew around him and he was pierced again. He'd lost all presence of mind, the unicorn thundered through underbrush and branches. Terror was causing his eyes to roll back, and then it happened. SNAP! Excruciating pain shot up from his right foreleg, and Ulysses finally fell, hitting the ground and sliding with the momentum of his run.
Everything was so hazy to him. The pain overwhelming his senses and shadowing his vision in a haze. He could see things around him moving, and he could sense that there was danger. The unicorn couldn't seem to make his body move, instead he lay on his side, blood trickling from his lips. The last thing he remembered before darkness overtook his senses, was the laughter as they broke his horn from him.

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Username: [.Silvr-Moon.]

Soquili name: Utsukushī Kizuato (Should mean “beautiful scar” in Japanese~)
` ` ` `Her nicknames would be Utsu or Kizu, most likely.
Soquili Temper: Defensive


Personality: 'The Cold Defender'
After seeing and being what she had been as a foal, Kizu has a strong bias towards anyone who isn’t a Unicorn. That doesn’t stop her protective side from assisting non-unicorns when they’re in need. Regardless of whether she is helping another soquili or not, she has a cold, nonchalant attitude that she will give them, no matter what the other creature is. She will rarely show her true feelings to others, with words at least. Her eyes are usually better at reflecting emotions that she will not speak, such as gratefulness, love, admiration, satisfaction. In a way, you can almost compare this part of her personality to Lightning in Final Fantasy 13, except she is a bit less open and pays a bit less attention to those she travels with.

Background: 'Terror in the Night...'
Kizu wasn’t always the tough, soldier-like unicorn she is today. As a foal she had a simpler, softer heart. It was a series of events that caused something inside her to snap, and she was never the same again. It started when Kizu was a meek, defenseless foal, constantly picked on by the other younglings in her herd, as well as her older sister. She would be poked by their growing horns, harassed, and verbally teased with simple taunts, such as “why are your eyes so red?” or “Ha! Your tail is still so short, and barely has its fur tuft yet!” Yet these things would hurt her feeling terribly, she only wanted to fit in with her brethren. She was always the outcast, alone, and would usually be teased by a group of foals all at once. Even then, all she would ever do was cower and try to retort with feeble retorts in order to save herself from their inept torments. ”Heh, You’ll never be strong enough, Kizu. How can you defend your friends if you can’t even save yourself?” That remark with a sinister smile was the image of her sister that burned into her mind. After all, her sister was supposed to support her. Instead, the only support she was given were those harsh words, day after day, after day.

Things had only gotten worse for the meek, late-developing foal. An event took place in the void of midnight one night, right while the herd was sleeping. They lived in an area which was like a paradise, free of predators and humans, which was why the herd was never afraid to all sleep at the same time. On a whim, Kizu woke up mid-dream, still feeling restless. She was so sleepy that her eyesight was still a bit blurry, but through the shadows of the trees she could see something magical. A few crimson balls of energy floated in and out of the trees, dancing playfully around and shed their light against the darkness of the tree cover. It was unlike anything she had ever seen before, and it fascinated her! Suddenly, among the crimson and orange, a silvery glint flickered for only a moment by a captured ray of moonlight. It held itself steady, unlike the erratic movements of the crimson orbs. Baffled, she stared into the abyss of the forest, simply trying to figure out what could cause such an abnormality. Within seconds, a whistle pierced through the silent air, ending with a sudden and excruciatingly heavy thud. A roar tore itself from one of the stallions, though it became muffled and gargled as he tried to scream in pain. Many of the herd members surged to their feet in confusion and panic, more and more whistles pierced the cacophony of startled cries. In a state of chaos, mares and stallions alike stampeded in every possible direction, nearly kicking Kizu as they ran by. Bodies began to become pierced with thin sticks, many of her brethren collapsed onto their sides. Then, from the trees, creatures that stood on only two legs ran forward, a majority of them clung onto something that shined beautifully in the moonlight. Right in front of her, these beasts surrounded those who had fallen, slicing into the horns of those who could not get back up. In a state of terror, unlike any she had never experienced before in her life, Kizu scrambled up onto her hooves to run anywhere she could as swiftly as possible. She was terrified, and didn’t know what else to do. She ran past many adults who she had looked up to with great respect. They were the ones who had always seemed to be invincible, now they were lying on the ground with blood trickling sweetly down their sides. She ran past her mother, her sister, and the other foals that had constantly tormented her with their jeers. In utter shock, Kizu paused only for a moment or two to gaze wide-eyed down upon the small bodies, a few still barely breathed. Her own sister’s sides heaved heavily still, her body trembled yet her eyes no longer seemed to see, she merely stared blankly ahead. Spontaneously, Kizu felt a stinging sensation graze the left side of her face, the pain shot straight back and down a part of her neck. The youngling looked directly upwards, and she saw the bow of one of the beasts staring directly down at her. Panic set in and without thinking she immediately began to run away once more. She just couldn’t believe the massacre and the violence that had unfolded itself before her! She ran, and ran some more, never stopping until the screams of the ones she left behind were no longer heard.
She had wandered all by her lonesome for several weeks after that before she ran into another Soquili of any kind. The one she came across was some sort of Kalona and Kirin half-breed; she didn’t know that at the time, for the only Soquili she had ever seen were Unicorn. The half-breed could see right through the young foal, and took her in temporarily to mentor her. She found out that Kizu had been attacked by humans, and tried to fuel her experience with hate and wrath against their kind. With strict teachings and temperament, she molded Kizu’s soft heart into a frosted, dour one. The older mare taught her to be true to herself, yet defensive of others. As she trained the growing foal, she took Kizu on raids to attack humans who camped in the forests around them, taking trinkets and human parts as trophies for defending their woodlands and territory from the fiends. Kizu lightly decorated herself with some of the iron items that they had liberated, including parts of their skulls to show her newfound ranking and skill. Her hooves and horn became seemingly permanently coated with blood, their battles becoming more and more a regular routine for the pair. Yet, once she had learned enough, the older mare just disappeared, leaving an adult Kizu all alone once more. The unicorn did not want to get close to others, for fear that she would either lose them to humans or out fear that she would be abandoned once again. With her newfound inner and outer strength, however, Kizu was no longer afraid to stand up for herself or for others as she saw fit. She would be forever biased against those who were not Kirin or Unicorn, for they could never possibly relate to her. Plus they had never done a thing to help her or her kind in their most desperate times of need. Even for those without a horn, if they were being harassed or in some kind of mortal danger, Kizu would never let her bias get the best of her. Fear was something she understood very well, and she did not want another creature to suffer such terror. The unicorn would also forever travel the familiar lands, she felt defensive of her home, and wanted to keep the area untouched by humans for as long as she lived.
It was only a matter of time before she walked upon her next rescue, a poor stallion pierced by arrows and a shattered horn…

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Username: pippi18848

Soquili name: Rayna
Soquili Temper: Self-doubting

Personality: She doubts her every move, has no confidence in herself, is sad almost all the time.

Background: Rayna was captured when she was still fairly young, playing with a young two-legger girl child, when the father of the girl discovered them. Without his daughter's knowledge, he set about a plan to capture the rare creature, and when he was ready to set his plan into action, he used his daughter as bait. The mare couldn't understand why her friend would do such a horrible act against her and so caused all of her self-esteem issues and slight distrust in humans. The girl, though, never forgave her father for the crime he committed, and so when she was much older, she snuck into the area where the mare was kept and released her. Running into Ava (below), Ava comforted Rayna and sought to soothe Rayna's insecurities, while swearing to find a way to get Rayna her very own happily ever after.

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Username: bella dea

Soquili name: Gavin
Soquili Temper: Cold

Personality: Gavin was always very confident almost to the point of being too prideful. He knew he could achieve everything he set his mind too whether it was hunting or mares. All of that changed with the unicorn hunts. Now, he's cold and calculating..and will do everything he can do get revenge. He doesn't care so much about the race, as Ava (below) does, but more about his pride being hurt. Before he was shot, he was sweet and understanding, but now...he can no longer truly sympathize and empathize with other victims of the hunts. His life will now revolve around Ava, when not hunting those who shot him, as she saved him and he would give his life for her.

Background: Gavin is the hunter that turned into the hunted. He used to be a healer/hunter for hire. He was supposed to go on a job when he was betrayed, startled and brought to the ground by an arrow. When he gained his strength to finally get away, he was shot again. Ava found him wounded and led him to safety and in return, he has become her general. He doesn't fight for the same reasons Ava does, but he most definitely supports her cause.

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Username: elfstar89

Soquili name: Ava the Shadhavar
Soquili Temper: Idealistic

Personality: Ava has always been a dreamer, a singer and dancer of great skill, even when the unicorn hunts twisted her into darkness. She is a solid believer in happily ever after, and believing that the two-leggers stole the happily ever afters of all unicorns, she will do everything and become a Joan of Arc to restore to the unicorns their happily ever after. It makes her frighteningly blind to how the world really is and what's truly important in life, but Ava has decided to make this personal quest her life. She hates and fears two-leggers, among many other childish fears she privately harbors, like bugs, spiders, the dark, and heights, but she doesn't let that stop her. After all, she has a quest~! Though admittedly, the skulls and mandibles adorning her were raided from graveyards. There is no way Ava would ever ask for help from a two-legger.

Background: Ava was part of a herd as a filly, where she was praised for her high, sweet, and pure voice, and her delicate dance steps. The unicorn hunts came when she was a yearling and murdered and kidnapped all of the herd. No one was spared, and Ava watched everyone's dreams turn to despair. In desperation, after a painful and frightening two years, she fought her way to freedom...only to meet the other two...and begin to plot a way to save the happily ever afters of all unicorn-kind. Toward this end, she has taken on the title of "the Shadhavar" and has sought to first save all unicorns captured in the unicorn hunts, gaining support, among other things, and eventually, she'll move towards all-out war and genocide to ensure the return of the happily ever afters of all unicorns. The way she kills two-leggers? She sings and dances, as innocently and sweetly as a child...and when the foolish two-legger is totally entranced and close enough...she kills them....

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Username: -[the spoof]-

Soquili name: Temerity- Excessive confidence or boldness; audacity ( Also impulsiveness, indiscretion, gall, if you like any of those)
Soquili Temper: Penitent

Personality:
Temerity had a good nature growing up. She never let her disappointment in herself keep her down for long, but as she got older she took the criticism more and more personally. After her betrayal, capture, escape, and flight; she is horrified by what she has wrought. She spends her days now trying to make up for what she caused through her jealousy and yearns to one day earn forgiveness, from Stark and Tempest, the spirits of her herd, and from herself.

Background:
Temerity was always expected to excel at everything she did. Being the younger of a set of twins she was firmly attached to her older twin's shadow from birth. The younger by four minutes, Temerity was cursed with the stigma of being second. Her parents did not tolerate failure from either of them, but her twin brother did not tolerate failure in himself. Being the younger, and female, growing up Temerity was always just a little bit less than her perfect, cold-hearted sibling but still, she strove to impress. The rare bit of acknowledgement from him or her parents could make her day, and alternately their frequent frowns of disapproval could crush her. Even firmly entrenched in his shadow, a young Temerity adored her brother with a purity only a foal can possess.

However, as she grew older, she was always just a little bit too slow, too weak, too stupid. Always, her parents looked to her brother as the paragon of the family name and slowly, slowly a part of her grew to resent him. His perfect attitude, his perfect smarts, his perfect everything. This resentment grew and grew, until one day she thought, what would things be like if he were gone; disappeared one way...or another. He couldn't be better if he wasn't around anymore right?

The thought horrified her at first and she banished it at once, disgusted with herself. Slowly however, it wormed its way back like a deadly vine, choking her mind.

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Username: AlexiaSilver

Soquili name: Stark (Grim, Barren)
Soquili Temper: Hardened.

Personality:

Raised in an environment where failure is unacceptable, he is not one to tolerate it from anyone, including himself. Efficiency and results are what drive him. He cares not for what the "right" choice may be but only for what is necessary. Whether it be out of some misplaced sense of the "Greater Good" of all things or simply the cold voice of those who raised him speaking through his mouth, he refuses to mince words and demands what he can get out of people. Sometimes this may be more than they can deliver, in which case they are dead weight and should be cast aside. Tradition and the rest of the old ways are the dried husks of a time long past, the future will require more and better means if the Unicorns are to survive. Others can follow or be left behind.

The "Incident" only served to reinforce these notions. Bitterness, anxiety, and a dash of hatred are the byproducts of his shame. Any sense of nobility is cast aside in pursuit of what his kind need him to be. Cast down as he is his arrogance only grows with his embarrassment. Nothing is sacred any longer, not even family, as he tries to move forward.

Background:

Stark has always strived to make himself the best at everything he does. He was the first foal out of his mother womb and he would continue to make a line of firsts throughout his life. As a foal he was given attention that he never cared to desire. He didn't give himself time to make many friends, and was usually greeted with jealousy or intimidation by the other Uni his age. The only two the stuck by his side throughout life, for no reason other than his company was his younger twin sister, Temerity, and sparring partner, Tempest.
His focus is mainly on his possition in the herd and whatever he could do to improve himself. It was his goal in life to some day rule the herd and lead them to prosperity- to a place where they wouldn't have to worry about hunters or selfish humans.

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Username: Faithofthfallen

Soquili name: Tempest (chaotic, tumultuous, upheaval)
Soquili Temper: Turbulent

Personality:
On the surface,Tempest may seem shallow and self absorbed. She has always been remarkably stubborn and strong-willed, frequently letting her petty vindictiveness get the better of her. Tempest tends to react hostilely towards figures of authority and has never hesitated to disobey orders she feels are foolish. She is quick-tempered, preferring to use her sharp hooves and dagger-like horn as a means of persuasion rather than falling back on peaceful negotiation. She is also more likely to act out of sheer self interest rather than any sort of misplaced philanthropy. Tempest tends to say exactly what is on her mind and has shown herself to be an incurably sarcastic cynic, only too happy to bluntly and harshly relieve others of their happy delusions regarding life. Delusions that were cruelly wrested from her at a young age.

Although these traits do have a place in her personality, The intensity of her outward persona could be described as a facade designed to cause those unfamiliar with her to underestimate her agile intelligence and skill as a tactician. Those few soquili who have managed to breach her tough exterior have found her deeper nature to be one of considerable selflessness, fierce loyalty and marked empathy for the suffering of others. As someone who has been forced to endure much at a very young age, Tempest has found that she is unable to ignore the true suffering of those around her. She reveals her more sympathetic nature only upon sensing true pain and a kindred resolve in the hearts of others. Though the blunt advice she offers to these 'lucky' individuals is more often than not sprinkled liberally with candid criticisms, it is only because she genuinely wishes to shock them out of their self pity and force them onto the most direct path out of their struggles. As one who has had to learn to cope with a hideously maimed face and a scarred body, she urges those who are lucky enough to be strong, whole and healthy to use that strength to move forward in their lives, and as one burdened by the errors and misplaced trust of her past, she stresses the necessity and wisdom of taking responsibility for one's own mistakes.


Background:

Tempest's connections to Temerity and Stark are easily the closest and most meaningful of her interpersonal relationships. Although their personalities are wildly different, they have been together since a young age and up until the incident, Tempest would readily give up her life for either of theirs. Being both older and stronger than the other two, Tempest has served as a protector for the siblings since she was young and finds it hard to equate her young friend Temerity as the betrayer who cost her her home and family. Upon returning from a patrol where they found signs of humans moving throughout the area, Tempest and her fellow warriors readied the herd to make yet another move away from the danger zone. Upon the discovery that both Stark and Temerity were missing, Tempest bade the herd to wait while she searched for them in the surrounding forest. With hunters in the area, the unicorns needed all of their warriors at home to defend, so Tempest was forced to venture forth on her own.


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