Mane: Purple with white highlights
Tail: Same as mane
Body: Dark purple
Cutie Mark: a white outline of a cartoon heart
Age (Baby,adult): 20 (Adult)
Personality: Shy, kind and caring. She doesn't care much what others think of her or her friends.
Likes: Drawing, EDM, flying in the rain, traveling, and writing
Dislikes: Crowds, rude ponies, thunder storms, country music, and being alone
History: she was born in Cloudsdale where she grew up with her mother and father. She got her cutie mark when she was five years old, and had entered an art contest. After staying up for two days straight to work on her entry, she finally finished it, but in her sleep deprived state, she didn't notice she had gotten her cutie mark while working. When she woke up the next morning though, her mother pointed it out to her. She ended up winning the contest and was accepted into a small art school. When she was eighteen, her father passed away, and in grief, she ran away. She spent the next two years traveling Equestria and selling her art to support herself.
Example RP segment: Wavering walked outside, she was sure she'd hear something. It seemed quiet at first but as she kept walking, she heard what was.. crying? She wasn't really sure until she saw the young foal, sitting on the side of the street. "Hey, uh.. are you.. okay?" She was giving more cries, and a few coughs. Walking over, she stood maybe a foot from the foal. "Are you okay..?" She thought to herself, 'dumb question, great job.. you're not doing much to help.' "Hey, I know you don't know me but can you tell me what's wrong?" She sat down next to the foal, their reply in short, unfinished words as they continued crying. She frowned, sighing. "Breathe, okay? No need to make yourself sick.." the foal nodded, trying to calm down but ultimately failing.
"Can you try and tell me what's wrong?" She started hesitantly rubbing the foal's back.
"I-I.. m-my mommy's g-gone-" the foal choked up, trying to keep from crying harder but failing as well.
"Gone as in..?"
The foal continued crying, coughing as well. She took the hint, continuing to rub their back. "Oh.. I'm so sorry.. I know how you feel though. I know there's not much I can do to help but if there's anything I can do at all, I will.." the foal turned and buried their face against her, continuing to cry until they ended up falling asleep against her. Wavering decided to take them home, asking other ponies around for the way to the foal's home. After taking them home, she decided to go back to her own home.