A blooming hazel mane plaited in four braids greets onlookers from below. The snatch of a woman has bountiful tropical eyes that peek curiously, her eyelashes unfurl curled in a spectrum of reds and oranges. Undulating bangs swing at each side of a beautiful frame.

Her petite body is contrasted with a set of big feet that seem to muffle her every step and thick hands that carry the weight of luxury, rings in gold and precious stones one of them chained to her wrist. A well-toned stern hints the slope to her shiny hams. Apparently, this little lady has not gone through hardships in her life.

Branah's bust seems to bloom coated in whatever cloth she is wearing, swaying like two full jugs. The bosom is meticulously scented and garnished. The doorway to that private garden is corseted between soft vines of silk and thread.

#2 job scat, hurtful torture, monogamous relationships, OOC banter without a need in the middle of rp, unrealistic outcomes.

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Theme Songs:
https://youtu.be/MX0D4oZwCsA
https://youtu.be/D-HLIlLzkZs