Forge Thunderhoof

Forge Thunderhoof

Gender: Male
Species: Pegasus
Mane: Black/red
Tail: Black/red
Eyes: Deep blue
Body: Dull red
Cutie Mark: Hammer and tongs
Age: Adult
Personality: A hard worker who has a penechant for playing jokes on others. A general handyman around town who works hard on his forge.
Likes: Logic, hard work and pranks. Enjoys thunderstorms.
Dislikes: Being bugged during work, people moving his tools, Threats to his friends.
History: Though never one of the faster fliers, Forge was known for his never give up attitude, plodding along untill he finished his assigned task. He was often called up on his lack of speed, but was usually the one to ferry the racers who had gone too fast and worn themselves out back to the academy in cloudsdale.
Even back then, he was often called by the other students to help out with DIY jobs around the student accomadation, and was known for keeping several useful tools in his pockets. It was only during one of Cloudsdales few severe storms that he found his calling. Being one of the studier pegusi, he was sent out to help the smaller, yet faster students back to safety. A stray lightningbolt struck one of the cities many lightning rods, melting it. With no safe route to channel the storm's electrical discharge, forge was forced to utilise his prized tools, pressing them deep into the melted metal to allow the lightning to ground safely so they could pass.

Returning the next day, he was intrigued to find the matal holding his tools fast, and was soon experimenting with applying heat to metal, seeing how to strengthen and shape it for better use, soon achieving his cutie mark. When he left the academy, he took his knowledge with him, looking for some place to utilise his skills practically.