Speaking of Deer...

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Name: Swifthoof

Race: Deer

Sex: Male

Appearance: Littlehorn stands at 3'11", being mostly brown in color with small white dots adding a pattern to his coat. He also has a vanilla line of fur going down his neck, to his chest. His horns are short, as is his tail, seeming more like a stub if actually observed, and he has blue eyes. He has a scar on the left side of his face from a griffon claw, and the only real accessory he wears is a red headband across his forehead. 

Age: 19

Personality: Swifthoof is a dependable buck in his tribe. He often does extra work, ensuring the older folk to not have to work as hard, if at all. He is quite observant, and tries to be polite to outsiders. Though he has a strong issue with griffons, mostly due to the fact that they rule the skies that his tribe lives under, and they have no problem mocking him about it. He doesn't like the idea of combat, but will protect his tribe and those he cares about from anything endangering them. For one who acts fearlessly when others are in danger, he is actually afraid of more than a few things. He isn't one to speak about his own issues though, and keeps them to himself. 

Reason for joining the League: To travel the lands of Equestria and learn about the world.

Bio: Growing up in the forests of Elkwood, beneath the skies of the Griffon Kingdom, Swifthoof was raised to be helpful to his tribe, and was trained in the way of close combat in order to protect it. There wasn't much to say, he lived day to day life, harvesting, patrolling, and dealing with whatever griffons came down. Most of the time it was just to mock them, though fights have broke out between Swifthoof and the griffons before, it never went far enough to do too much damage. Though once Swifthoof got slashed across the left side of his face. It wasn't enough to keep him down, or hiding. He continued his day to day activities, dealing with the griffons when he had to.

A faithful day had him summoned by the elders, in which a conversation took place that he didn't expect. He was, as they put it, the perfect candidate for an ideal project that they had. The discussions between the tribes of Elkwood and Princess Twilight Sparkle had given them ideas, concerning the Explorer's League. To learn about the world, they wanted a dependable member of the tribe to travel it and study the different lands of Equestria. Swifthoof was honored, and accepted near-instantly. It wasn't long after that he was packing up what he considered necessary, and traveled to the sea to board a ship to the more pony-populated area of Equestria. He has gotten a fair share of odd looks since his arrival, but understood. He wasn't from around here, in fact, he was willing to bet there weren't any of his kind around this part of Equestria. That was fine, though. Because that meant there was more of the new to see, rather than old!