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MARILLA

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6/15/2018: Perm Retired SA || Marilla || To The Depths Of The Sea || PR

2/11/2018: Application Accepted!
2/5/2018: Application Started

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Cities fall when a lie becomes the truth,
and a sadness can consume
but a kiss can heal a wound.

Name: Marilla
Pronounced: MarR-illAh

Meaning: Shining Sea
Nickname: Mar, Mari
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Breed: Mawari x Saddlebred Beta Fish Hippocampus
Coat Color: Rose grey
Height: 15 hh
Orientation: Bisexual (But would never act on the female attraction)

Pronouns: She/Her

Herd Affiliation: Talori
  Rank: Oracle (Clairvoyance)
Previous Rank: Cleric

Patron God: Cascade
Born Blessed: Clairvoyance
Second Blessing: --
Talent: Locked
Second Talent: Locked

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Items:
- Sapphire Statue

Family:
Parents: Niklaus , Elianna
  Siblings: Thalassa, Nerissa , Marina
Dating: Ciardha | Council

Familiar: None

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You only need one soul to believe it,
to fuel a machine that will never turn off
Imagine an army of dreamers,
with a wave that can shock us enough

-Compassionate- | -Captivating-| -Eloquent-| -Quiet-| -Stubborn-| -Vain-| -Timid-

Compassionate
feeling or showing sympathy and concern for others
- Born from gracious parents and living with caring siblings, the compassion and love within her heart swelled. Even with the pegasi kin living within their walls, it did not stop her from helping one, should they need it. If one needed the fabric off her back or the food within her Teke she was the first to offer and wanted all to be as loved and happy as she was. Her eyes are always gentle, always calm and ready to help anyone.

Captivating
capable of attracting and holding interest; charming
- Having the white blaze and socks upon her hide is only a small touch to how enchanting and captivating this mare can me. Even without speaking she can seem to draw people into her, watching her every move as if she was the tide itself. A smooth calm graceful ebb and flow. Her voice only strengthens this trait, leading her to know she has great responsibility with it.

Eloquent
fluent or persuasive in speaking or writing
- Growing up with a philosopher mother, Marilla became so enamored with the way others could use speech, tones and ink to portray exactly what they wanted while also being polite that she dove head first into learning this too. Now, with years of practice from her mother, she is one of the better speakers and writers in her family, knowing how to calm a situation and yet also how to get another point across. She hopes to become a great mediator one day for couples who need another ear, or even for others herds.

Quiet
making little or no noise
- While being captivating, Marilla has always erred on the softer quiet side. Her voice only flows when it's needed otherwise she is content to listen and watch. This is not to say she will not step in but she is much more relaxed when she is not the center of attention. Actions also tend to speak louder then words and while not everything can be solved with silence, sometimes it is better to say nothing at all then voice what one truly thinks.

Stubborn
having or showing dogged determination not to change one's attitude or position on something, especially in spite of good arguments or reasons to do so.
- With a guardian father is it without a doubt, this trait came from him. While he was one of the most caring and gentle stallions Marilla has had the honor of meeting, she has also seen him stand his ground on subjects within the herd and those wishing to do it harm. Caring and compassion aside, if there is something that needs to be done, the mare will hold her ground, regardless if it is reckless and stupid, especially regarding injuries. You can be sure teeth will sink into a disobedient patients ear to really get their attention.

Vain
having or showing an excessively high opinion of one's appearance, abilities, or worth
- The attention she has received for her captivating and calm presence has only recently started to go to her head. Knowing her hide is also on the more attractive side, the mare has let her mane and tail grow long, making sure to bath well each morning and using only the more enticing oils upon her brow. Should dirt or mud come into play, a long walk will be taken around, to ensure her white socks remain white.

Timid
showing a lack of courage or confidence; easily frightened
- If any voices where to fly around her and not be directly related to her or her actions, Marilla tends to cower and hide. She is not used to loud noises and startles easily. Negative emotions affect her more then she cares to admit and you can be sure should a thunderstorm hit or a windstorm rage she would take cover, curl up and cry softly to herself. She is not a brave creature and uses those around her to build her up, help her stand and give her strength.

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Can't you see that the stage has all been set,
and it's starting to make sense,
we've been hanging on the edge
Cant ignore all the scars upon your skin,
from the the cage that you've been in,
you can change the way it ends

HISTORY

Pre-Group Activity

Rain patted against the surface of the water, as her soon to be mother swayed within the watery depths of her home in Aquore's ancient, aquatic city of Kiephis. The same Cleric who had helped deliver her first child hovered close, helping as much as she could. Months before this, the loving parents had visited the shrine within Keiphis, kneeling before the large graceful shrine of their wave mother. Both prayed that their child be just as elegant and caring as their first daughter, that she may not be shadowed by her and become as flexible and strong as the sea around her. Cascade must have heard for when Marilla was but 3 days old, she was taken to Inaria and knelt within the golden temple before the divine herself and an older Cleric. It had not been more then 3 years since her mother's last visit.

With legs barely working upon the land, a strange weight settled all around her. She stumbled weakly forward, newborn legs wobbly at best. But Marilla did what she could to continue forward, sticking close to her mothers flank. The rose grey filly was not a brave child, even in these early days. Large purple eyes stared nearly unblinking at her surroundings, wondering where her mother could be taking her. Thalassa had been so excited for her and Marilla could not understand why. The temple, while coated with gold, shone almost too brightly into the foal's eyes. A part of her did not feel worthy within this space.

Eventually the duo paused and Marilla's eyes shifted forward, glimpsing the Divine and the older Cleric. A sense of bewilderment shot through her, legs stiffening as she caught the gaze of the dapple grey beauty before her. Something inside her knows she is of the highest importance. That her voice, her words, mean almost as much as the heart beat in her chest. With a gentle nudge of her mothers nose against her backside, Marilla stumbles forward.

Being that the Divine was a year away from being on her own, the actions were elegant, smooth. Cascade's tear was gently placed upon the foal's forehead and a soothing calm rushed over her. The stone blinked with white and as the divine pulled it away, the filly stepped back once. A blessing had been placed within her, and tears fell from her mothers eyes. She had been graced with Clairvoyance, a gift of foresight. Words then spilled forth from the grey adolescent before her and all horses stilled to catch them.

Marilla, you are destined to be eclipsed, but so too are you destined to prevail over your demons - you can shine as your own person, if only you have the strength to swim against the current.

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The years that followed where calm, joyous even. With an older sister to look up too Marilla would follow close to the others hooves, copying her moments and even trying to imitate her. Everyone loved Thalassa, so it was only natural for the young filly to love her sister as well. Sometimes a little too much.

As her sister was graced with the leave to go study upon the land in Inaria, despair gripped at Marilla's heart. How would anyone notice her if her sister was gone? But the day came and went and as her daughter was about to vanish to depression and sadness, Elianna stepped forward and took her daughter under her hoof. Many days where spent philosophizing and questioning. Pen and quill worked through her teke, trying to answer and make sense to the questions her mother asked. She became enchanted with the thoughts the mare spilled forth.

Thus her longing to be like her sister vanished.

Instead she became herself. A mare that was no ones shadow. Confidence might not have been her strongest trait but at least it was there, growing. She thrived easily in helping others who needed an ear, picking up how to mend small injuries but mostly excelling in those that mended the heart and mind.

Another mare, by the name of Mairi captivated the young equine. So when she was 17 she bid farewell to her mother, father and two younger siblings, taking to the surface and the city of Inaria for the first time since she was a child. The feeling within her was one of happiness and hope. Her blessing was driving her forward. It was time for her to make a mark within a new world, a new city. As her land legs grew stronger with each day, she did what she could to help out the beautiful mare who had wished for her to see her home. Long nights where spent listening to her speak, absorbing her life as if it was her own. So when Mairi wed the stallion Madoka , Marilla wept happy tears for the couple. Things could not be going better.

But heartache seems to follow those who are happiest.

Mairi's health while having appeared strong suddenly dropped. Her colds became worse, keeping the Cleric up at all hours of the night to try to ease her discomfort. Madoka was distraught and knew little of what to do. A dread pooled in her stomach and Marilla knew what to brace for. It only took two years for the secret illness of the mare to take her back to Cascades embrace. While Marilla took the death hard, she watched the stallion take it harder. As much as she tried, as hard as she begged, he would not talk to her, would not grieve the way he should have.

His grief eventually took the form of anger and Marilla was in the firing range. After witnessing him smash his horn against the stone wall after she had tried to push him to confront his feelings, he sent her from the house, driving her away and out into the storm. She was no longer allowed to stay within Mairi's home. Tears fell as she turned and fled from him, her own tears mixing with the rain that covered and soaked her hide. How she longed to just sink into Cascade's embrace, to wish her wave mother could lead her in some sort of path.

Sobbing, alone and pretty much lost, she stumbled upon a door step. A feeling of need drove her forward, to knock her hoof against the door. Could her blessing be driving her forward again?

Ciardha appeared.

A council member, the young mare, not more then 19 years old was gifted a place to stay for the night and dry off. But she was already feeling a different swell of emotion in her chest. One she had not felt before. Her steps were a little more clumsy then normal and the next morning as she made tea for him, after hearing some pained noises, she stumbled and split the substance all over herself. Beyond embarrassed, the mare broke down in tears, fleeing to the pool in his backyard to wash. But he was kind and gracious, driving home that fluttery feeling in her chest all the more.

Though she could not stay with him. Marilla barely knew him and for a council member to house a young mare that could look bad on the both of them. A small plot of land was instead allotted to the mare, which she worked at building up from the ground with herb gardens and a pool for growing the plants from back home. Her house was simple but elegant and almost every weekend Ciardha would come to visit her.

Marilla looked forward to the weekend through the week and as his steps graced her doorstep, she would answer the door with a bashful bow of her head and follow him out to wherever he decided to take her that eve. Soon, the idea of lounging together in her pond, listening to him speak the nights away grew more precious then the time in the city.

Being that she now lived in Inaria it was easy for her to make time to see her sister and often she would spend long moments fluttering over Ciardha and what adventures or talks they had gotten up too. It only took a couple exasperated breaths from Thalassa for Marilla to realize she was 'doing that' again and with a bashful smile she would move in tandem with her sister. Their relationship grew strong and while in the shadows, she glimpsed Eve from corners, making sure not to lift her head. Thalassa was worthy, while she was not.

When the herd became over run by the flock, Marilla was moved with most of the herd to Torrine where she was held. Spirits dwindled and she gave all she could to keep everyone above the tides. But even she started to faulter near the end. Having been separated from Ciardha and her sister did not help matters. Finally, her herd over took the Flock and drove them out, only then finding out their emperor had been killed by their hooves. She grieved, along with the rest of the herd but it was within this grieving that Cascade appeared before them, flooding their vision and blocking out everything else.

Her words overwhelmed her and tears flowed from her eyes. After everything they had done, the wave mother still forgave them. Sinking to her knees, with small sobs, she watched her sister be hand picked by the goddess to guide them. A pride Marilla had never experienced before blossomed in her chest. Of course Thalassa would be a great leader! As Cascade vanished, a need arose for those that could help with the future, to guide the herd down the right path. Remembering the gift she had been blessed with by the goddess herself, Marilla stepped up to become an Oracle. A new lease on life was before her and she was so willing to take it.

Now under the guidance of Athaliah , Marilla spends her days trying to help restore the temple of time and bring it back to what it used to be while also practicing with her blessing to bring forth what it actually means to be a Clairvoyance. At least for her.



Currently

Group Activity

Chapter 5: Did not participate.

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Imagine an army of dreamers,
with a wave that can shock us enough
To turn the world

FUN FACTS
Marilla Trivia:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=m4odiA… is her Theme Song
Enjoying being in her water form 100% more then her land form
While she feels the war was unneeded, she understands why it happened and still holds a slight judgemental air about her towards pegasi
Is starting her own butterfly guardian, blue monarchs are her favorite.
Wishes she could be more outgoing and express herself more but gets too scared when the time arises
Has a deeper feeling that she was meant for more but does not know how to express this
Never experimented with females when she was younger, finds them incredibly pretty and attractive in a way she doesn't feel about stallions

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Design by fynli

Description
MARILLA

CS & FVR Tracker || RP Tracker || AP Tracker
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6/15/2018: Perm Retired SA || Marilla || To The Depths Of The Sea || PR

2/11/2018: Application Accepted!
2/5/2018: Application Started

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Cities fall when a lie becomes the truth,
and a sadness can consume
but a kiss can heal a wound.

Name: Marilla
Pronounced: MarR-illAh

Meaning: Shining Sea
Nickname: Mar, Mari
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Breed: Mawari x Saddlebred Beta Fish Hippocampus
Coat Color: Rose grey
Height: 15 hh
Orientation: Bisexual (But would never act on the female attraction)

Pronouns: She/Her

Herd Affiliation: Talori
  Rank: Oracle (Clairvoyance)
Previous Rank: Cleric

Patron God: Cascade
Born Blessed: Clairvoyance
Second Blessing: --
Talent: Locked
Second Talent: Locked

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Items:
- Sapphire Statue

Family:
Parents: Niklaus , Elianna
  Siblings: Thalassa, Nerissa , Marina
Dating: Ciardha | Council

Familiar: None

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You only need one soul to believe it,
to fuel a machine that will never turn off
Imagine an army of dreamers,
with a wave that can shock us enough

-Compassionate- | -Captivating-| -Eloquent-| -Quiet-| -Stubborn-| -Vain-| -Timid-

Compassionate
feeling or showing sympathy and concern for others
- Born from gracious parents and living with caring siblings, the compassion and love within her heart swelled. Even with the pegasi kin living within their walls, it did not stop her from helping one, should they need it. If one needed the fabric off her back or the food within her Teke she was the first to offer and wanted all to be as loved and happy as she was. Her eyes are always gentle, always calm and ready to help anyone.

Captivating
capable of attracting and holding interest; charming
- Having the white blaze and socks upon her hide is only a small touch to how enchanting and captivating this mare can me. Even without speaking she can seem to draw people into her, watching her every move as if she was the tide itself. A smooth calm graceful ebb and flow. Her voice only strengthens this trait, leading her to know she has great responsibility with it.

Eloquent
fluent or persuasive in speaking or writing
- Growing up with a philosopher mother, Marilla became so enamored with the way others could use speech, tones and ink to portray exactly what they wanted while also being polite that she dove head first into learning this too. Now, with years of practice from her mother, she is one of the better speakers and writers in her family, knowing how to calm a situation and yet also how to get another point across. She hopes to become a great mediator one day for couples who need another ear, or even for others herds.

Quiet
making little or no noise
- While being captivating, Marilla has always erred on the softer quiet side. Her voice only flows when it's needed otherwise she is content to listen and watch. This is not to say she will not step in but she is much more relaxed when she is not the center of attention. Actions also tend to speak louder then words and while not everything can be solved with silence, sometimes it is better to say nothing at all then voice what one truly thinks.

Stubborn
having or showing dogged determination not to change one's attitude or position on something, especially in spite of good arguments or reasons to do so.
- With a guardian father is it without a doubt, this trait came from him. While he was one of the most caring and gentle stallions Marilla has had the honor of meeting, she has also seen him stand his ground on subjects within the herd and those wishing to do it harm. Caring and compassion aside, if there is something that needs to be done, the mare will hold her ground, regardless if it is reckless and stupid, especially regarding injuries. You can be sure teeth will sink into a disobedient patients ear to really get their attention.

Vain
having or showing an excessively high opinion of one's appearance, abilities, or worth
- The attention she has received for her captivating and calm presence has only recently started to go to her head. Knowing her hide is also on the more attractive side, the mare has let her mane and tail grow long, making sure to bath well each morning and using only the more enticing oils upon her brow. Should dirt or mud come into play, a long walk will be taken around, to ensure her white socks remain white.

Timid
showing a lack of courage or confidence; easily frightened
- If any voices where to fly around her and not be directly related to her or her actions, Marilla tends to cower and hide. She is not used to loud noises and startles easily. Negative emotions affect her more then she cares to admit and you can be sure should a thunderstorm hit or a windstorm rage she would take cover, curl up and cry softly to herself. She is not a brave creature and uses those around her to build her up, help her stand and give her strength.

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Can't you see that the stage has all been set,
and it's starting to make sense,
we've been hanging on the edge
Cant ignore all the scars upon your skin,
from the the cage that you've been in,
you can change the way it ends

HISTORY

Pre-Group Activity

Rain patted against the surface of the water, as her soon to be mother swayed within the watery depths of her home in Aquore's ancient, aquatic city of Kiephis. The same Cleric who had helped deliver her first child hovered close, helping as much as she could. Months before this, the loving parents had visited the shrine within Keiphis, kneeling before the large graceful shrine of their wave mother. Both prayed that their child be just as elegant and caring as their first daughter, that she may not be shadowed by her and become as flexible and strong as the sea around her. Cascade must have heard for when Marilla was but 3 days old, she was taken to Inaria and knelt within the golden temple before the divine herself and an older Cleric. It had not been more then 3 years since her mother's last visit.

With legs barely working upon the land, a strange weight settled all around her. She stumbled weakly forward, newborn legs wobbly at best. But Marilla did what she could to continue forward, sticking close to her mothers flank. The rose grey filly was not a brave child, even in these early days. Large purple eyes stared nearly unblinking at her surroundings, wondering where her mother could be taking her. Thalassa had been so excited for her and Marilla could not understand why. The temple, while coated with gold, shone almost too brightly into the foal's eyes. A part of her did not feel worthy within this space.

Eventually the duo paused and Marilla's eyes shifted forward, glimpsing the Divine and the older Cleric. A sense of bewilderment shot through her, legs stiffening as she caught the gaze of the dapple grey beauty before her. Something inside her knows she is of the highest importance. That her voice, her words, mean almost as much as the heart beat in her chest. With a gentle nudge of her mothers nose against her backside, Marilla stumbles forward.

Being that the Divine was a year away from being on her own, the actions were elegant, smooth. Cascade's tear was gently placed upon the foal's forehead and a soothing calm rushed over her. The stone blinked with white and as the divine pulled it away, the filly stepped back once. A blessing had been placed within her, and tears fell from her mothers eyes. She had been graced with Clairvoyance, a gift of foresight. Words then spilled forth from the grey adolescent before her and all horses stilled to catch them.

Marilla, you are destined to be eclipsed, but so too are you destined to prevail over your demons - you can shine as your own person, if only you have the strength to swim against the current.

---------------

The years that followed where calm, joyous even. With an older sister to look up too Marilla would follow close to the others hooves, copying her moments and even trying to imitate her. Everyone loved Thalassa, so it was only natural for the young filly to love her sister as well. Sometimes a little too much.

As her sister was graced with the leave to go study upon the land in Inaria, despair gripped at Marilla's heart. How would anyone notice her if her sister was gone? But the day came and went and as her daughter was about to vanish to depression and sadness, Elianna stepped forward and took her daughter under her hoof. Many days where spent philosophizing and questioning. Pen and quill worked through her teke, trying to answer and make sense to the questions her mother asked. She became enchanted with the thoughts the mare spilled forth.

Thus her longing to be like her sister vanished.

Instead she became herself. A mare that was no ones shadow. Confidence might not have been her strongest trait but at least it was there, growing. She thrived easily in helping others who needed an ear, picking up how to mend small injuries but mostly excelling in those that mended the heart and mind.

Another mare, by the name of Mairi captivated the young equine. So when she was 17 she bid farewell to her mother, father and two younger siblings, taking to the surface and the city of Inaria for the first time since she was a child. The feeling within her was one of happiness and hope. Her blessing was driving her forward. It was time for her to make a mark within a new world, a new city. As her land legs grew stronger with each day, she did what she could to help out the beautiful mare who had wished for her to see her home. Long nights where spent listening to her speak, absorbing her life as if it was her own. So when Mairi wed the stallion Madoka , Marilla wept happy tears for the couple. Things could not be going better.

But heartache seems to follow those who are happiest.

Mairi's health while having appeared strong suddenly dropped. Her colds became worse, keeping the Cleric up at all hours of the night to try to ease her discomfort. Madoka was distraught and knew little of what to do. A dread pooled in her stomach and Marilla knew what to brace for. It only took two years for the secret illness of the mare to take her back to Cascades embrace. While Marilla took the death hard, she watched the stallion take it harder. As much as she tried, as hard as she begged, he would not talk to her, would not grieve the way he should have.

His grief eventually took the form of anger and Marilla was in the firing range. After witnessing him smash his horn against the stone wall after she had tried to push him to confront his feelings, he sent her from the house, driving her away and out into the storm. She was no longer allowed to stay within Mairi's home. Tears fell as she turned and fled from him, her own tears mixing with the rain that covered and soaked her hide. How she longed to just sink into Cascade's embrace, to wish her wave mother could lead her in some sort of path.

Sobbing, alone and pretty much lost, she stumbled upon a door step. A feeling of need drove her forward, to knock her hoof against the door. Could her blessing be driving her forward again?

Ciardha appeared.

A council member, the young mare, not more then 19 years old was gifted a place to stay for the night and dry off. But she was already feeling a different swell of emotion in her chest. One she had not felt before. Her steps were a little more clumsy then normal and the next morning as she made tea for him, after hearing some pained noises, she stumbled and split the substance all over herself. Beyond embarrassed, the mare broke down in tears, fleeing to the pool in his backyard to wash. But he was kind and gracious, driving home that fluttery feeling in her chest all the more.

Though she could not stay with him. Marilla barely knew him and for a council member to house a young mare that could look bad on the both of them. A small plot of land was instead allotted to the mare, which she worked at building up from the ground with herb gardens and a pool for growing the plants from back home. Her house was simple but elegant and almost every weekend Ciardha would come to visit her.

Marilla looked forward to the weekend through the week and as his steps graced her doorstep, she would answer the door with a bashful bow of her head and follow him out to wherever he decided to take her that eve. Soon, the idea of lounging together in her pond, listening to him speak the nights away grew more precious then the time in the city.

Being that she now lived in Inaria it was easy for her to make time to see her sister and often she would spend long moments fluttering over Ciardha and what adventures or talks they had gotten up too. It only took a couple exasperated breaths from Thalassa for Marilla to realize she was 'doing that' again and with a bashful smile she would move in tandem with her sister. Their relationship grew strong and while in the shadows, she glimpsed Eve from corners, making sure not to lift her head. Thalassa was worthy, while she was not.

When the herd became over run by the flock, Marilla was moved with most of the herd to Torrine where she was held. Spirits dwindled and she gave all she could to keep everyone above the tides. But even she started to faulter near the end. Having been separated from Ciardha and her sister did not help matters. Finally, her herd over took the Flock and drove them out, only then finding out their emperor had been killed by their hooves. She grieved, along with the rest of the herd but it was within this grieving that Cascade appeared before them, flooding their vision and blocking out everything else.

Her words overwhelmed her and tears flowed from her eyes. After everything they had done, the wave mother still forgave them. Sinking to her knees, with small sobs, she watched her sister be hand picked by the goddess to guide them. A pride Marilla had never experienced before blossomed in her chest. Of course Thalassa would be a great leader! As Cascade vanished, a need arose for those that could help with the future, to guide the herd down the right path. Remembering the gift she had been blessed with by the goddess herself, Marilla stepped up to become an Oracle. A new lease on life was before her and she was so willing to take it.

Now under the guidance of Athaliah , Marilla spends her days trying to help restore the temple of time and bring it back to what it used to be while also practicing with her blessing to bring forth what it actually means to be a Clairvoyance. At least for her.



Currently

Group Activity

Chapter 5: Did not participate.

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Imagine an army of dreamers,
with a wave that can shock us enough
To turn the world

FUN FACTS
Marilla Trivia:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=m4odiA… is her Theme Song
Enjoying being in her water form 100% more then her land form
While she feels the war was unneeded, she understands why it happened and still holds a slight judgemental air about her towards pegasi
Is starting her own butterfly guardian, blue monarchs are her favorite.
Wishes she could be more outgoing and express herself more but gets too scared when the time arises
Has a deeper feeling that she was meant for more but does not know how to express this
Never experimented with females when she was younger, finds them incredibly pretty and attractive in a way she doesn't feel about stallions

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Design by fynli