Natalya the Pegasus. A peaceful creature that's very much against dealing violence herself, more option to ensure others stay out of harm while they do their thing.
While this may not be the best ideal to have in a place like this, she tends to make do.

She's an attractive thing, in the eyes of most, from her waist up she has a very curvy Human figure.
Her face is slightly rounded, set with piercing golden/green eyes that can easily captivate someone if they stare for too long. Her cute nose is small, with a small scar running across the bridge between her eyes, likely broken at one point but mended straight. Below, her puffy lips are usually pulled into a sweet and charming smile, pearly white teeth peeking when that smile turns into a giggle or somesuch. This entire picture surrounded with strands oif smooth white hair that splatter against her shoulders.
Her curvy figure certainly has some meat on it; with broad shoulders and sizeable hips. Her waist pulling in just a little, but her eight giving her that delicious chubby look, making sure her belly isn't as toned and flat as many other's would be. Her weight also gives her a fair DD-cup chest, and depending on her clothing you might catch sight of her thick areola and nipples pressing against fabric, perky with more chilly weather. Her bubbly butt would match this curvy nature of hers, sticking out behind her and straining against her tighter dresses and such. Above those spankable mounds of flesh her horsehair tail flows from the base of her spine, the root sticking out behind her before the long locks of white hair droop down over her buttocks. From her strong back flows her large feathered wings, setting her apart from most other Equine folk. The span reaching an impressive twelve feet, half of that is just the outer flanges and flight feathers.
Those wide hips of hers would be where her Equine heritage really begins. Think but dens white fur clinging to the flesh of her hips, and wrapping down and around her inner thighs to cover the entirety of her digitigrade legs, with thick strong thighs, shins and fetlocks to support her weight easily. Those fetlocks would also have a greater amount of fur to them, the strands longer and seeming to give her lower legs a “fluffier” look to them before reaching her broad hooves.

If you’d be lucky enough to get he out of her clothing then you'll see that her groin and buttocks are entirely void of hair, showing her smooth pale skin. But at the front would be something extra; her thick equine sheath hanging from her groin, protecting the fleshy prize within, behind that eight-inch sheath of dangling flesh would be a large sack holding a pair of ripe testicles. Yet she'd still bare her femininity at her groin, nestled behind her scrotum he thick puffy neatherlips await, parted slightly and allowing her pink labia to snuggle between them. Her hooded clitoris nestled right against the base of her sack.