Name: Nightingale 
Species: Thestral

Gender: Female

Appearance: Nightingale, like most of her race, is petite in form and lithe in body. Her fur is indigo whereas her mane and tail are a mix of silver and white. Her eyes are pale yellow. Nightingale’s cutie mark is the white silhouette of a nightingale with its wings outstretched. Nightingale carries herself with an air of confidence and is naturally graceful. She has a jagged scar running along her side where she had been mortally wounded which she keeps covered with thick robes. Under her robes she has a pair of black steel hoofbaldes. They had been her fathers and they were a reminder of her vow to see Moon and Stars fall. 

Talents: Nightingale’s special talent is her ability to mimic sounds and voices. During her time in Moon and Stars Nightingale was trained to be Night Terror, Thestrals trained in the art of assassination, espionage and torture. They are also trained to hone the art of dreamwalking, a skill unique to the dying race. For Nightingale her tactics are centered around divide and conquer. She will use her talent to mimic voices draw her enemy's away and then open their throat with one of her hoofblades. She almost always takes the stealthy approach but when faced with open combat she will provoke her opponent into attacking first. After years of being hunted she honed her skill for aerial combat and became deadly with her hoofblades. 

Faction: Moon and Stars

Backstory: Since the age of five Nightingale has been trained in how to enter the dreams of others and alter how they think to some degree. She was trained by her father in the beginning when she began learning to dream in a lucid state. Aside from her father she also has a younger brother, Pyroeye, a young prodigy and highly regarded despite his young age. Nightingale never shared her family's devotion to the Moon Guild or Moon and Stars for that matter but she still believed that they had a better right than the other Houses. She felt that they are looked down upon by the unicorn race. Throughout her life she was told of how her race had once thrived but now they were a shadow of what they had once been. Nightingale never voiced this opinion and buried it deep for fear of ridicule. 

When the day of her induction into the Night Terrors came Nightingale was told to torture a pony to the point of insanity with her dreamwalkiing alone. Sickened and repulsed by this she refused to do so. Nightingale was disgraced and marked as a traitor. She begged her father and brother, Her only family to come with her as she planned to escape but they shunned her. Heartbroken she fled. For years she was hunted until one night she was cornered by a group of Night Terrors. She had managed to fight most of them off but one was more persistent then his comrades and engaged her in open combat. To Nightingale's horror she was facing her father, the stallion that had raised her. The two locked blades and in the end Nightingale won, her father cursing the day she was born with his dying breath. 

Fueled by rage and sorrow Nightingale vowed then and there to see Moon and Stars burn. She had been having dreams telling her to go to Redheart's Refuge. Deeming this fate she struck out toward the refuge. 

Other: Nightingale has a playful nature despite her background. She is quick witted and rarely without a smirk on her muzzle and a teasing remark on the tip of her tongue. Though she hides it well she has a deep seeded hate for unicorns. She will often act cold to unicorns and will only help one if the situation absolutely calls for it.