Sprout

Sprout

Gender:Colt
Species:Earth pony
Mane: Messy, long in the back, dark green
Tail: Same as mane
Eyes: Light green
Body: Brown (he has freckles on the front of his face). He's small.
Cutie Mark: Sapling
Age: Child, (9 or 10)

Personality: Curious, a bit shy. He's friendly enough, though is conscious about his size. He enjoys playing in the acres of apple trees found in Appleloosa. Sprout is fairly passive and would rather stay out of fights, but he would never back down from a good challenge. He stutters at times, especially when he's nervous (which can happen pretty quickly).

Likes: Nature, running, apples, pie, rain, mud, racing, planting seeds, listening to stories, music, dogs, carriage rides, buffalos.

Dislikes: Bucking trees (he's awful at it), very dry days, arguments, chores, heights, injuries, blood, rodents, spiders, caring for his sister.

History: Sprout has a fairly simple life, being born and raised in Appleloosa. He helps his parents out with farm work and has a younger sister, who he doesn't enjoy having to take care of. He enjoys helping his mother bake and his father tend to crops, and enjoys observing buffalo when they run through the trees. Sprout really does try to help around the town, but he's only really good at tending to plants and can annoy others through his mistakes.

Example RP segment:
"I, um... really like you. Really, really like you."
Sprouts eyes widened as Lucky Stars said this, her indigo eyes darting away. The colt's face was burning and he stared at her, unsure of what to say.
"That's, um," he looked down, clearing his throat, "w-well, I... th-thanks?"
That wasn't the right thing to say. The filly winced, shuffling back a little.
"No no no, I- I- I didn't mean it like that! I j-just don't know what to say... um... y-you're pretty? I like your- your bow and stuff, but, I mean... I don't- don't really..." Sprout sighed, not sure what to say. "I'm... I'm just not that interested in- in fillies yet."
Placing him in that situation was placing him in a trap. He hoped he had found a safe way out.



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