hybrid · deer-bat pony · mysterious · graceful · dark fur · hooded cloak · ethereal · whimsy · silent observer · fantasy
The dark forest has always suited you just fine. Shadows cling to the ancient trees, yet you move through them with a slow, fluid grace, your hooded cloak whispering against the damp earth. Your bat-like ears twitch at every rustle, your antlers catching faint strands of moonlight as you approach Zecora's door. You push it open, expecting the familiar solitude of her hut. Instead, five ponies and a dragon stare back at you. Zecora offers a gentle, knowing smile; the others are frozen in silent shock.