The Red Thief. That's what they call me. They being the Skyloftians. And my name is Crimson L. Wing. No need for formality and full names though. I prefer my friends (not that I have any) to call me Crimson. I don't exactly live on Skyloft. I'm an orphan. They say it was my black Loftwing who brought me to Skyloft when I was just seven. I didn't remember anything about my past. Everyone nobody trusted me, and I could tell I east wanted there, so when I turned eight a couple of months later, I faked my own death. I leaped off the edge and called my Loftwing, but as we had planned he caught me just below the clouds so they would think I had fallen. We disappeared into the Thunderhead and made ourselves a home. To survive, I fly back to Skyloft every high and steal what I need. I have a black bandana around my face to cover everything except my eyes, and I wear a black short-sleeve top with a scarf, and black leather pants. Your probably wondering why they call me the "Red" Thief. Its because of my crimson eyes and hair. Its the first thing everyone notices. No one has ever caught me or seen who I really am, and no one ever will. But on the day of an ordinary Wing Ceremony, things get interesting, and a new adventure begins...
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