Painted Breeze rolled around on her back, laughing.
" And then I said: That's no dragon, that's my dog!" her loud voice rang throughout the upstairs.

Winged Jewel couldn't help but laugh. As lame as the joke was.

+This picture I never intended to spend so much time on, but I did. This is Painted Breeze(Brown) and her older sister, Winged Jewel(Not brown).

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Name: Painted Breeze

Species: Pegasus

Home: Mare Village

Family:

-Father: War Drum
-Mother:Feathered Wind
-Sister: Winged Jewel


Cutiemark: Thick painter's brush with white paint and splotches.
Special Talent: Painting.

Bio: Mare Village is the only home Painted Breeze knows, though she loves to curl up with her parents and hear of Cloudsdale and the western town of Old Saddle.The opposite of her elder sibling, Painted Breeze is loud and proud of it. And much of her enthusiasm is what helps her keep Winged Jewel happy and upbeat. She has a great talent for detail and can paint, from a simple description, a near-perfect landscaped of most areas, and portraits of other ponies, giving her a small spot in her sister's store and a pretty heavy allowance for a filly her age. Painted Breeze is also a huge fan of Golden Cronus, the assistant of the store, to the point she tries to mimic him, from his hair(as much as her sister will allow) to his walk. A tom-boy through and through, she can be found remarking on much of her sister's fancier pieces(though always with a smile) and can't seem to grasp the concept of fashion.

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Name: Winged Jewel

Species: Pegasus

Home: Mare Village

Family:

-Father: War Drum
-Mother:Feathered Wind
-Sister: Painted Breeze


Cutiemark: Blue oval gem with a small pair of wings on both sides.
Special Talent: Jewelry making and planning.

Bio: Winged Jewel was born in Cloudsdales, though moved down to the small cove town of Mare Village when she was a small filly due to her father's inability to stay in the clouds without the help of magic. Though genetically a pegasus, Winged Jewel began to develop a false horn, matching her growth as would any horn, but of no use, when still quite young. The horn, though developed, had no magic, and no use, simply a protustion of the skull. She saw many doctors and many more specialists, they all gave her the same answer: Though not a real horn, it had too many important blood vessles and nerves to remove safely. Operation would include an extreme risk of bleeding to death, while if she survived would have a high chance of causing some kind of nerve damage. Most ponies would dive at the chance of being, or at least looking like an Alicorn, but her appearance simply made her miserable. Those ponies who didn't fawn over her in awe, called her quite the array of nasty names for trying to "impersonate a princess" and "making such awful tricks". She became more drawn in, digging deep into her skill of a maker of jewelry and such, and dropping attention on her baby sister, Painted Breeze. She learned many tricks for hiding her horn, from ornate hair styles to hats, though simply staying indoors has always been her favorite.

After moving out and into a two story building, the pegasus remodled the down-stairs in order to make a shop. She employes Painted Breeze to run the store front in exchange for selling her art, a little allowance, and a peace of mind. She also employes the help of Golden Chronus the unicorn, after a surprisinly lengthy conversation at the local smithing shop about ores, gems, and coffee.