She'd be a breath of fresh summer air, copper curls dancing about her shoulders with every little movement. Her eyes are a vibrant ocean blue, wide and evocative, prone to the touch of smiles both wry and sincere. In build she isn't large, somewhere near the middle between five feet and six in bare feet. Her form would be slim, casually and attractively defined. Her chest and backside stand out well in her dresses, the right amount of curve for her size and form.

While Devira's form is womanly, her features are far more youthful and bordering on girlish. She would seem to be just out of her youth, by mere months able to call herself an adult. Her brows are the same coppery tone as her hair, thin and easily expressive, joining her full lips in sharing emotions openly. A scattered set of light freckles adorn her nose and cheeks, the perfect compliment to her already young and innocent face. Her skin hasn't seen a true hard day's work in her life, fair and unblemished, just a shade or two dark enough to hint that she at least doesn't shun the sun entirely.

Devira holds herself like a lady, straightened back and set shoulders, all posture and poise when anyone is looking. When few are, she allows the more casual and lazy to seep into her form. Her lips are for far more than looking appealing, offering impish smiles and comments indicative of a natural wit.
She's cute, that much is certain, but she hardly seems aware of the fact. She dresses conservatively, favoring feminine ankle-length skirts and high, comfortable boots. What's under them is anyone's guess.


Reds: Toilet things, femboys, one-liners. People with lots of typos in bios. Bad communication. If anything else comes to mind, you'll be made aware.

Greens: Being approached, good rp, banter. Men, women, some things in between, animals, rape, capture. Plenty others.