Massive, feathered wings of snowy white surround a naked form, wrapping the figure like a cocoon, shielding the bearer from view.  Like the parting of sugar-white clouds revealing the summer-warm sun, the wings slowly unfurl exposing an ageless face, smooth, and pale and crowned with hair the shade of dianthus petals, gathered in a pony tail falling below her shoulders to mid-back.  

A few pink strands rebel, wisping down her face drawing the eye to the gentle slopes of her cheeks. Cotton-candy eyebrows and lush lashes frame pale red eyes that smolder with an inner flame.  
A petite nose peeks out above luciously bowed lips of brilliant magenta.  Sculpted cheeks taper down an aquiline jaw that blends into a well rounded chin.

The grace and poise of this feminine being is reminiscent of the majesty of an alpine peak glittering with it's coat of satiny snow.  Unveiling wings further reveal the noble head sits atop a long neck that flows gently into shoulders strong, and broad enough to support the epic wings enveloping her as well as the enormous bust that creates canyon-sized cleavage cascading down her chest.  Sculpted arms curve around and beneath, supporting the massive mammaries, blossoms of nipple peeking between the delicate fingers of tapered hands raised to suggest the barest hint of modesty.

Like the gates of bartizan, the powerful snowy wings continue to swing away revealing more of the woman's form.  Her full torso tapers to a narrow waist which flares to a curvacious hip.  Trailing out behind her, curling away from the curve of her shapely bottom is a lithe and sinuous tail, pristine white like the feathers of her wings.  It sinuously sways from side to side somewhat distracting the eye from long and finely toned legs.

She giggles with child-like purity, a cheering sound.  A coruscation descends over her like sparkling rain and with it's passing she's clothed in a gown of pristine white touched at cuffs, collar and hem with silver and finished with golden hasps and buckles.  The silks cling to her luscious form like a second skin, as if it could only be painted on.

The impressive wings sweep fully away and her pale red eyes notice you.  The soft whisper of a breeze carries a faint scent of vanilla.  She smiles, her lips bowing with an innocent allure.  Her head oft times tilting to one side, pale red eyes watching you with intense fascination as she studies you.  The gaze somehow suggests the focused study of the scientist as well as the eager discovery of the child.  though never truly looking at you, more things that only she can see, which could be unnvering to those with things to hide. Her intentions are always good however and somehow you feel comforted by her gaze.


~~~~OOC Notes:~~~~
Traffic Lights:

Depends on the mood and person but do keep in mind that she is of Celestial heritage and "may" not visit your bed without a substantial amount of Roleplay.

So if you truly want to know what her so called "Traffic Lights" are, you're best bet is to simply get to know the Angelic creature and Roleplay! :)

Always tell friendly, do please send a tell if there's anything you wish to ask or simply to say hello.