Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20170828203732/@comment-26108027-20170903224322

Battlecry turns to show Patches his cutie mark. It's a blade frozen in mid-slice with a red arc following its path.

"I was a soldier in the war, one of the armor-wearers. I was the finest in my batallion, on my way to becoming a captain. I had never lost a battle, never let information slip past this muzzle."

Battlecry looks down at the scars around his hooves, then over at Pixie.

"I was allowed to take leave for three months. I decided to visit my sister in Ponyville. Her name was Inkpen. That's when I met Pixie."

A small smile sneaks onto Battlecry's face, his expression softening as Pixie looks over her shoulder and waves.

"I went back to battle three months later, and a week into a battle in the Badlands down south, a megaspell hit the town we were protecting from Dragons. That's all I remember."