Crystal flowers blooming in eyes,
Skin as fair as the winter skies,
Insolent; hair borrowing from spring's colours,
Her voice; to the wind sings and sighs.

Drusilia appears frail and lithe, even amongst her kin. Her silhouette seems as if it has been drawn by an artist's hands; dainty - daintily tracing harmonious curves. Her eyes wander, eager to indulge a craving curiousity. Her thin, pale painted lips part as a promise. Wind blowing on her airy dress...

GREENS:
° Dominant males.
° Being shared.