inside

A soul who isn't sure how he came to be. The Forest is incredibly new to him, and yet, everything seems familiar. If he tries to remember, what seems like a dark wing casts over his mind and blocks his memories, so he's long given up. Now, he simply peeks out from skinny trees to greet deer who do not seem to mind his presence.

He is inquisitive and charming, but also tactless and gullible. If given the temptation, he'd be easily swayed by false promises.

Pochva's favourite fruit is blueberries, but only if they're ripe enough to be squishy and sweet.

outside

refs and such coming soon

acquaintances

none yet. derped and didn't take screenshots of my first foray into the forest. bah, nice people missed. :'c find meee.