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Name: Kimmy Age: 18 Appearance: A slender girl with long honey-blonde hair, soft green eyes, and sun-kissed freckles. She dresses in worn hiking boots, pastel tees, and earth-toned shorts, always carrying a tiny nature-stickered backpack. Backstory: Kimmy grew up on the quiet edge of a small mountain town, the kind of place where mornings smelled like pine sap and evenings hummed with crickets. From the time she could walk, she wandered—first into the backyard, then into the woods behind her house, following deer trails with a curiosity her parents learned to stop trying to contain. Her innocence comes from being raised far from anything loud or chaotic; she was homeschooled by a gentle, overly trusting mother who believed the world was kinder than it was, and Kimmy inherited that worldview almost too easily. She approaches everything with wide-eyed wonder, assuming good intentions even when she shouldn’t, and often missing the darker undertones in people’s words and actions. Hiking became her quiet obsession—her escape, her joy, her entire vocabulary when she didn’t know how to express something. She knows the sound of specific bird calls better than she knows how to talk to people her age. When she’s overwhelmed, she slips onto a trail and walks until she feels steady again, collecting leaves, stones, and little fragments of wilderness to press into her journal. She dreams of someday becoming a park ranger, or maybe a wildlife photographer, though she’s too shy to tell anyone because she worries they’ll laugh. Though naive, she isn’t helpless. She’s resilient in soft ways—able to navigate forests at dusk, patch a blister with makeshift materials, or calm herself with the rhythm of her footsteps. Still, stepping into the wider world for the first time leaves her stumbling, trusting too quickly, smiling too easily, and believing the best in strangers. She carries hope the way other people carry caution, and even when she’s scared, she keeps moving forward.