Symphony, the draconequus spirit of harmony, is one of the very few distinct draconequui that exist throughout many realms, even beyond Equestria. Being the self-proclaimed “princess” of her assigned concept, she wanders throughout many planes of existence to aid other realms whenever she is needed, most commonly against antagonistic forces that threaten their populations. Despite this, under her vast history of heroism and great feats in combat lies a demeanor that thrives in sweetness and pep, but seems rather lacking in stern, level-headedness. Unlike most warriors that one would expect, Symphony was almost always optimistic during her free time, almost never seen without a smile, and would even stay for a little while longer if she wanted to, most commonly for repairs. Almost naive, to an extent, but not exactly oblivious, it seems. Legends even say that her single horse leg, in contrast with the rest of the body that blends together, seems to represent her nonconforming optimism and sweetness. There have also been sightings of Symphony using the brush-like, bushy fuzz of her tail to paint nebulas in the cosmos of a respective plane.

However, her most surprising trait would be her biological ties to Discord, the lord of chaos, as her brother. The two of them had gone at a rivalry with each other for many years, confronting each other time and time again before the bringer of bedlam had fled to Equestria as, presumably, his most recent target. As his reign ended in stone for the first and second times, the reputation of the average draconequus had been twisted. Many across dimensions had begun to see most of them as not cosmic, interdimensional beings embodying aspects of creation, but rather misshapen, draconic figures capable of distorting reality into a surrealist freak show in the name of malice and trickery. Out of fear, Symphony fled back to her home pocket realm and dared not to come out for quite some time, worrying that her help would be met with shame and disgrace. But soon enough, a light at the end of this tunnel would be met, as news of Discord’s reformation had spread all the way to her. Perhaps the other planes had begun to regain their faith in the draconequui, it seemed to her!