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Christal_565
Legacy Name: Christal_565

The

Glade Legeica
Owner:

Whooves

Age: 14 years, 7 months, 1 week

Born: October 4th, 2009

Adopted: 14 years, 7 months, 1 week ago (Legacy)

Adopted: October 4th, 2009 (Legacy)

Statistics

Level: 8
Strength: 13
Defense: 21
Speed: 10
Health: 18
HP: 18/18
Intelligence: 15
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

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~Summer time, the forest is in full bloom, everything is alive and well. The trees bustle with the inhabiting animals, the forest is always loud even at nightfall. You might fall in love with this place if you were to enter it, and you would decide to never leave. It's happened before, someone entering and never leaving.~

From the first moment Christal stepped foot into the vast forest, this was her home and she would never leave it. Her long wavy green hair frames her delicate face, freckles offset her bright laughing green eyes, her horse body is pure white indicating her innocence. You can normally find her by the babbling brooks tying flowers and leaves into her hair, or laughing at the jokes the birds were telling her. Nothing in the world could bring her spirits down, as a centaur, she was happy as they come. She became wild during her years in the forest and the forest kept her young and free.
She was venturing out farther than she had ever gone before one afternoon, near the dwellings of those who did not live off the forest, these were the centaurs that were domesticated as she knew to call them. What she used to be, before her new life in the trees. She went closer and closer to the forest borders, and noticed a greenhouse not too far from the tree line. One hand kept firmly on the last tree trunk at the border and she watched curiously to the home. Tilting her head, Christal was almost amused with the way the domesticated ones lived she giggled but then became very quiet as a centaur exited his home. He was dressed rather peculiarly, where she wore no clothes at all, she found this strange. He was very primp and proper it seemed, and quiet as he carried a book with him. This intrigued her greatly, she knew nothing of the tame world in which her brother and sister centaurs lived.