Denote the stocky build of the early draftpone. Wide, load baring legs. A stance that says "hey, cowboy, try knockin' my ass over with that loose-legged Barbie, I'll remain upright and trot all over her smooth plastic fanny for fun". A smile that conceals her devious nature. She's a woodland pixie, a trickster of downy coat. She's a friend, unmet but waiting. She doesn't even know that in one short year, they'll liquify her kinfolk and turn their rubber into contact cement for industrial war machines.
Kult: +34
Kull: +27
Total: 61
Ratio: 1.26


