Little Charming
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OOC:This will be a story about a young girl who grows up in a mythical land. Raised by a family of elves, she is different. Her body is like that of a centaur, from the waist up a lovely humanoid girl, from the waist down, a deer. Unbeknownst to anyone but herself, she has the power to change fully to elf. I’m looking for a male character, be it someone she knows or a wondering human hunter, or another mythical creature of the woods. She has recently come of age, and is still innocent, I’m afraid she must lose this innocence, whose up for taking it?
Name: Wiledaire (while-dare)
Knick name: Wil (She is mostly free spirited and could run like the wind so the elves gave her the name to fit)
Age: As the story takes place, about 21
Height: 5’4 (both in human and deer form)
Appearance: Her skin, while part dear, is a golden color to match her fur and hooves. Her hair is golden brown and her eyes are sapphire blue. As a human she still has the same hair and eyes, but her skin is just regular, lightly tanned. She has a few freckles speckled on her cheeks, full B cup breasts with brown leaves that usually cover them, her top being sewn together by long blades of grass.
Background:
One night, when Wiledaire was little, her parents abandoned her because hunters ambushed and killed many of their tribe. Her mother managed to hide her in a bush and ran off to try to pull the hunters away from her beloved baby.
Later on, after both her parents were slaughtered along with more then half the tribe, the few remaining fled in different directions deeper into the forest and left the child behind, not even knowing it was there to begin with. The fostered fawn was taken in by an Elven mother who found her in the bush while foraging for berries the day after the devastating attack. The mother took the baby back to her home where her family and village accepted the baby with open arms.
Because this all happened at the age of 4, she never got to know her real parents very well, and never really remembered much of that nights events. She grew up with 3 older brothers, a mom, and a dad, but never felt left out even thought she had 4 legs instead of 2. The village, even though in trees, had people who were happy to help out by making small platforms that she could pull herself up to get to her house (sort of like an elevator that she would just pull the rope down to get higher).
As she grew up, her older brothers and father taught her how to use the bow efficiently and how to forage for food in the forest. She learned all the basic surviving and tracking skills and how to sneak around un-noticed.
At the age of 12 she learned what had happened to her family, and that there was nothing her foster parents could do to help, and she vowed to protect the magical creatures of the forest from hunters. Every day she would go out with her bow and arrows strapped to her back, and would disarm traps and try to scare away the hunters.
Name: Wiledaire (while-dare)
Knick name: Wil (She is mostly free spirited and could run like the wind so the elves gave her the name to fit)
Age: As the story takes place, about 21
Height: 5’4 (both in human and deer form)
Appearance: Her skin, while part dear, is a golden color to match her fur and hooves. Her hair is golden brown and her eyes are sapphire blue. As a human she still has the same hair and eyes, but her skin is just regular, lightly tanned. She has a few freckles speckled on her cheeks, full B cup breasts with brown leaves that usually cover them, her top being sewn together by long blades of grass.
Background:
One night, when Wiledaire was little, her parents abandoned her because hunters ambushed and killed many of their tribe. Her mother managed to hide her in a bush and ran off to try to pull the hunters away from her beloved baby.
Later on, after both her parents were slaughtered along with more then half the tribe, the few remaining fled in different directions deeper into the forest and left the child behind, not even knowing it was there to begin with. The fostered fawn was taken in by an Elven mother who found her in the bush while foraging for berries the day after the devastating attack. The mother took the baby back to her home where her family and village accepted the baby with open arms.
Because this all happened at the age of 4, she never got to know her real parents very well, and never really remembered much of that nights events. She grew up with 3 older brothers, a mom, and a dad, but never felt left out even thought she had 4 legs instead of 2. The village, even though in trees, had people who were happy to help out by making small platforms that she could pull herself up to get to her house (sort of like an elevator that she would just pull the rope down to get higher).
As she grew up, her older brothers and father taught her how to use the bow efficiently and how to forage for food in the forest. She learned all the basic surviving and tracking skills and how to sneak around un-noticed.
At the age of 12 she learned what had happened to her family, and that there was nothing her foster parents could do to help, and she vowed to protect the magical creatures of the forest from hunters. Every day she would go out with her bow and arrows strapped to her back, and would disarm traps and try to scare away the hunters.
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