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lomasi stands at an average height with a simplistic look, the bright color of her coat a light tawny hue. her lighter creamy unders stretch from the underside of her tail to the muzzle on her face, which ends in a blaze that stops between her bright blue eyes, in addition to cream socks on her front legs and stockings on her back ones.

but what is most notable of her appearance is specks of color that looked like they've been splashed onto her frame. cream spotting overlaps the darker mocha color as the mottling travels up her body and resting just short of her neckline, with some bits straying a bit, with some trickling down her legs and some have even found their way on her nose.

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since she was young growing within her herd, lo was educated on the roles of the does and bucks that inhabit idris. does belong to their herds, to carry out the responsibilities their roles ask of them while balancing their job as a mother. bucks that are mature enough to leave their mothers and birth herd are expected to sever themselves, only able to join the fairer sex in their herds to help create new life and return to their segregated lives when their job is done. these ideals and philosophy to follow what she views as traditional law has been cemented into her brain now that she has matured and this outlook is like a stubborn stain that would take ages to erode away.

oftentimes lomasi likes to speak her mind with little filter in the matter. sugarcoating is a luxury she does sparsely for others and prefers to just tell another how it is. while some may view her blunt way of speaking as rude, she sees it as just being honest. what would they rather do? try to play nice and bless their ears with pretty lies or for her to cut away the illusions and give them the truth?

lomasi however is not always strict and cold. with her high expectations of others, there are warmer sides to her personality. she seems to be a doe who prefers the company of others rather than being alone, the more the merrier in her book. she enjoys a bit of gossip with other does in and out the herd to hear about the latest news and scandals while also giving a passing glance to a buck that's caught her attention. and when danger is close, lomasi is sure to be ready to defend her herd members.

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that day was a sad one for lomasi as a barely developed yearling. her brothers were now two grown males and as was the custom for bucks, they would be cast out of their birth herds to fend for themselves. she gave them a tearful goodbye before the pair eventually turned and left their family behind. later lomasi would question her mother why they had to leave and would she be forced to leave too when she's older?

"have you not been listening to what i've been teaching you, girl?" her mother would say, "does belong to their herds. bucks must be apart from it unless times where it is necessary. remember this." like she'd usually do, lo would just nod obediently to her mother, absorbing her lessons into herself. With time as she digested this lesson, she would understand that for bucks and does, they are destined to live segregated lives from each other. and she would never have to fear of being ordered out of her home and being left to fend for herself. at least that was supposed to happen.

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