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Description
Name: Snow Storm
Species: Draconequus - Polar bear, snow drage, Reindeer, hare, snow owl, ponyish.
Age: 27
Sexuality: Gay
Personality: Quite and respectful, fierce and proud. Guardian of winter, help spread the cold when fall turns to winter. Faithful in his relationships, friends and family.
Likes: Star gazing, nighttime, tea/other hot bevarges, reading in front of the fire, reading in general.
Dislikes: He doesn't tolerate rudeness, rain, ponies (he tolerates them though and he has friends within pony community, but most ponies he hold a strong distaste for) Children (too noisy for his taste)

How they met:

Outside the world was white, the snow falling lazily from the sky. A mish - mash of different paw and cloven hoof prints led up to the silent Draconequus as he made his way through the snow, his wings tugged safely into his body a heavy cloak resting on his shoulders.

As much as Snow hated going into town he did need the supplies to survive the cold winters, alone in his cabin. The light snowfall soon turned into a wall of white that surrounded him on all sides, the glaring white blinded him as he kept a straight course towards the town.

That’s when he saw a dim light in the distance he quickly changed his course towards the lights. More buildings came into view all closed with dark windows all shops, he hadn’t realized it had gotten so late while he had been tracking through the snow. His feet was starting to feel numb so he quickly went over to the first lit shop he stumbled upon.

A tattoo parlour, he frowned, he didn’t dislike tattoos it just didn’t seem appropriate to go in without getting a tattoo. He certainly didn’t have enough gold on him, and a tattoo would probably look stupid on him anyway. He sighed, his warm breath turned white in the cold. As he turned to leave he heard the bell above the door ring as it opened. Snow looked over curiously to see a cream coloured stallion standing in the door. “What are you doing out in this weather?” His voice was gruff and it sent a pleasant shiver down his spine.

Snow cleared his throat before speaking “I was on my way here when I got caught in the storm. The lights from your shop is what led me here.” He scraped at the ground with one of his paws as he looked back up into the stallions misty blue eyes. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you..”He turned to hurry away, before he made a fool out of himself.

“Nonsense!” The Cream coloured pony’s voice rang out only to be whisked away by the storms howling. “It’s gotta be freezing out there! Get in here before I change my mind!”Snow hesitantly stepped in behind the stallion, following him into the brightly lit and warm store. He sighed in relief as he shrugged the now wet and heavy cloak off him.

“I.. My name is Snow Storm, thank you for letting me stay..” He offered the other male a small smile, which was returned with a slight smirk. “you know, Storm.. You’re tracking snow into my shop” Horrified he looked down at the now wet floor, “I’m so sorry, I-I promise-”The Stallion laughed and quickly cut his sentence short holding his hoof up. “I’ll worry about it later, My name is Ace, by the way”

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Description
Name: Snow Storm
Species: Draconequus - Polar bear, snow drage, Reindeer, hare, snow owl, ponyish.
Age: 27
Sexuality: Gay
Personality: Quite and respectful, fierce and proud. Guardian of winter, help spread the cold when fall turns to winter. Faithful in his relationships, friends and family.
Likes: Star gazing, nighttime, tea/other hot bevarges, reading in front of the fire, reading in general.
Dislikes: He doesn't tolerate rudeness, rain, ponies (he tolerates them though and he has friends within pony community, but most ponies he hold a strong distaste for) Children (too noisy for his taste)

How they met:

Outside the world was white, the snow falling lazily from the sky. A mish - mash of different paw and cloven hoof prints led up to the silent Draconequus as he made his way through the snow, his wings tugged safely into his body a heavy cloak resting on his shoulders.

As much as Snow hated going into town he did need the supplies to survive the cold winters, alone in his cabin. The light snowfall soon turned into a wall of white that surrounded him on all sides, the glaring white blinded him as he kept a straight course towards the town.

That’s when he saw a dim light in the distance he quickly changed his course towards the lights. More buildings came into view all closed with dark windows all shops, he hadn’t realized it had gotten so late while he had been tracking through the snow. His feet was starting to feel numb so he quickly went over to the first lit shop he stumbled upon.

A tattoo parlour, he frowned, he didn’t dislike tattoos it just didn’t seem appropriate to go in without getting a tattoo. He certainly didn’t have enough gold on him, and a tattoo would probably look stupid on him anyway. He sighed, his warm breath turned white in the cold. As he turned to leave he heard the bell above the door ring as it opened. Snow looked over curiously to see a cream coloured stallion standing in the door. “What are you doing out in this weather?” His voice was gruff and it sent a pleasant shiver down his spine.

Snow cleared his throat before speaking “I was on my way here when I got caught in the storm. The lights from your shop is what led me here.” He scraped at the ground with one of his paws as he looked back up into the stallions misty blue eyes. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you..”He turned to hurry away, before he made a fool out of himself.

“Nonsense!” The Cream coloured pony’s voice rang out only to be whisked away by the storms howling. “It’s gotta be freezing out there! Get in here before I change my mind!”Snow hesitantly stepped in behind the stallion, following him into the brightly lit and warm store. He sighed in relief as he shrugged the now wet and heavy cloak off him.

“I.. My name is Snow Storm, thank you for letting me stay..” He offered the other male a small smile, which was returned with a slight smirk. “you know, Storm.. You’re tracking snow into my shop” Horrified he looked down at the now wet floor, “I’m so sorry, I-I promise-”The Stallion laughed and quickly cut his sentence short holding his hoof up. “I’ll worry about it later, My name is Ace, by the way”

Sspc here --:> Go join it >:'D