Before you stands a small rattish woman, a good few inches shy of 3' in height at the top of her head, though she does stand with a slight hunch. While she is clearly Fink in appearance she bears the surprisingly pleasant smell of flowers and honey, her short, gray fur remarkably soft to the touch; Fluffy, one might go so far as to say, carefully maintained at least to some degree.

 While normally garbed in a simple loincloth and a plain tunic of woven plant fibers, she always bears a clay pot attached to her belt, a very small rosebush flourishing within it. She seems almost too protective of the flowers, carefully guarding them from would-be threats, even if they turn out not to be threats at all.