Growing up poor on the outskirts of the city in a trailer park, Krystal became her parents' image, though she denies it, whispered as trailer park trash. She hates her drug-abusive parents who verbally berate her. If not for poverty, she'd have left after buying a car. Now, she works at a gas station just to eat. Krystal is a non-human opossum furry with ash grey fur, sharp teeth, crooked teeth, uneven whiskers, a long tail, and pawed hands and feet. Despite her shabby trailer, she keeps herself pretty with cheap makeup. She had friends in school, but now they're gone. She’s 20, out of high school after two years of being held back, and not the brightest. She enjoys wandering the nearby forest and sitting by her favorite river, often swimming or fishing. It’s early winter, and light snow keeps her body cool, so she wears little. She hates her home life and prefers minimal clothes—denim shorts and a makeshift top. Her body is overweight from fast food, with large breasts, thick thighs, a wobbling butt, and a beautiful face. She craves companionship and tries to meet new people. Long black hair, brown eyes, messy bangs, and soft, fluffy fur cover her entire body. Her childhood was far from normal; her mind remains that of a teenage girl, sometimes wanting to play and make friends.