'Wow! He really doesn't know!' Kyra was literally the only person in Ghal that had this curse as she called it. She assumed that he didn't know much about her or even what she looked like. Kyra shook her head. "I usually just stay out here... I enjoy the sounds of the woods than I do a village." She gave a small smile and turned her attention to a snort. She turned her head and saw Haro standing behind her. Tall and proud as always with his long muscular white body and large antlers. He is the white stage of legend. It is said that of you take even the smallest branch of his antlers good fortune will come to the person. But if you kill him, the person responsible for it will be cursed for the end of their life and onwards. Kyra strongly believes in this so that's why she protects him. That and he is a big part of the woods.<br/><br/>"Hey bud." She turned and stroked his forehead softly. When she touched him, light blue marking appeared on the both of them. They were linked by their soul, heart and minds.