The little fiend before you would swear she's at least 5', but that was usually on a good day. Often wrapped in black, with a neat hood atop her head, it was hard to discern what the features were beneath. She'd often sway, fidget or move, a small ball of energy and chaos ready to jump at any moment.

If she pulled hood down, wild eyes of golden greeted their surroundings, elven features apparent from the curve of jaw to the slender ears that poked free from a mess of purple locks - cut as if by one of the daggers she had stowed away. Atop that crown though two slender horns spilled free from the mess of wild as well, marking her blood as far from pure. Along with them came that slender, spaded tail that whipped lazily around her, taunting the air. Along form, and often reveled in anything she wore, would be the inverted legs at the knees, pulled back onto hooves - the fur also the same hue as her hair.

In close proximity to the little half-breed if one was keen on scents or aura, she'd have a very canine quality hidden in the depths of her core - laced into her blood. Often masked with heavy scents like lavender and leather.

She was a somewhat familiar face to the residences, once upon a time, and always a shadow ever present.
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We still do lights?
White - Story growth, Story conflict ( drama to drama sucks ), Long term friendships/romance.
Red - Vore, Gore, Minors [in any form], I'm not your bathroom.
Yellow- Depends on situation [I will let you know]
Green - Pretty much anything else.

I am a veteran of this dumb game. Keep ooc//ic, I am not my character. Friendly ooc though! Walk-ups welcome.

Picture[s] - https://imgur.com/a/66FyQBb
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