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Human Name: Zoe
Physical Detail: Long Light Brown Hair, wears a pair of denim jeans, a Scotland Soccer/Football Jersey with a White Hoodie on top with the cairngorm logo on the back.
Relations: Her Father was Aviemore making her grandparents, Ireland, Wales, England and Scotland.
Personality: She loves life and enjoys being with creature, she always wants to meet new people and just like her father has passion for extreme sports but is far better at him then he ever was as she has been tipped to be a future Olympic Gold Medallist, She loves all types of weather and epically loves it when it Snows so she can have fun.
History: She takes over her father's History - Aviemore is the start Strathspey Railway, a heritage railway. Aviemore is a skiing resort and he relays on the winter to get his money for the year.
Unamed Story Chapter OneThe Darkness in the area was stron he looked round "no this can not be true, this can not be what the future hold I am sure of this" starts hearing loud voices shouting his name "make the voices go away, GO AWAY", he shots up panting and sees somebody sigh "thank god Kris you finally woke up I thought you would never get up I was getting worried mate" and with that she helped him up "I be fine Moonlight trust me" and looks round "I think I saw the future and I do not like it one bit its horrible and I hate it why did I have to see that" and with that they headed down stairs.
The Person looks up dressed in a black cloak "Kris, Moonlight" they look at him in shock "how did you get in here!!" Moonlight screamed she was not happy this was her house and she was looking after her friend who was suffering from nightmares of a horrible future "I am here to give you this open this when the time is right and tell nobody I was ever here" he hands her an envolope and heads out and Moonlight looks
Night StormName: Night Storm
Personality: Night Storm though young is an adventrous Pegasus always getting into all kinds of trouble but not really caring as he always has a fun time, he is enjoyable to be around and very unpredicatble and can sometimes be a pain to look after, he likes spending his spare time exploring the area he is in no matter where he is and this gets him into a lot of trouble.
Education: He Currently attending pre-school
Family: His mother is Seabreeze and Father is Blaze, his mother always keeps him near her as he is picked on by the others as they see dragons as lower creaturs and stupid and dumb, this hurts him and he is always crying a lot into either his pillow or his stuffed toy with Sea always near by to comfort him, Blaze loves him a lot too but Sea can sometimes be a little over-protective
Name: Aroura Garden
Personality: she is very chirpy and kind despite being half Zebra and half Alicorn she is well liked, she makes all others round her happy and is always ready to help another pony in need, she also likes to help teach others new things so they can lead a great life she sometimes teaches Celestia & Luna new tricks, she is very found of Celesita and Luna II and they see her as a Aunt/Mother type figure, Celestia II an Aunt whilst Luna II is very dependant on her to look after her cause of health problems.
Career: Even though her apperances she is actually studying to become a teacher and some say she has the potential to be teaching at the top one day though she says she rather be teaching the underprivleged kids as she gets more fulfiment from teaching them then teaching kids whos parents are rich.
Family: Her Family is Unknown, but her mother was a Zebra and her father was a Alicorn it is uknown if she has any siblings b
SweepAs soon as he stepped into the open field, he slung the minesweeper from his shoulder and pointed its nose to the ground. It was old, worn and heavy, and old and rough, calloused and breaking, and old. The metal between his hands was cold and chilled his fingers. If he was not careful he could step on the very mines he was trying to find. They would have to pick up the pieces of his body and to send the tags home where his wife would cry and hold his son and daughter close with nothing to show them of their father but a piece of metal engraved with "Ajeet Singh".
One sweep, than another.
This war had taught him to never trust open spaces. Open spaces were where the mines were planted, where Prets lay in wait. France was green and damp just like the uniform he wore. It had been days since he was separated from his unit, and now the Allies were breathing on his neck, searching for POW’s, searching for the enemy of which he was one. &
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