"I remember having a name. It feels so distant, as if lingering just beyond memory."

Graceful and ethereal in motion, her feet fall gently upon the ground. One step flows smoothly and elegantly into the next, setting her shapely derriere in subtle swaying motions. She reaches out to the world with a delicate touch, slender fingertips that touch lightly upon what she beholds, almost as if she fears the world might break underneath her.

"Memories scratch and claw at my heart. I feel an aching, a regret, dancing at the edge of my thoughts."

Black cat-like ears peak through thick and flowing tresses of hair, the color of snow, pure and freshly fallen. Eyes that seem as glimmering sapphires glowing with their own inner light, bright and blue, with a narrow taper near the nose to give them an angular appearance. Lush and full lips, of a rich pink, sit beneath a small and slender nose. Her face is framed in fallen locks of hair matched to skin fair and white, with a hint of rosy blush to her cheeks.

"I want to remember. I am afraid to remember."

Motherly and full in her figure, with a rich bounty resting high upon her chest, constrained by black silk and gold. Her beauty would be utterly inviting, and the mellifluous sound of her voice equally so, were she not so distant and forlorn.

"It hurts so much. It feels easier to simply be..."

A bright blue gem hides beneath locks of white hair upon her forehead. On rare occasion it glimmers with a light of its own.

"...Nameless."

--OOC--
Romantic interests will tend towards the sapphic variety, but story and character development comes first, always.

Reds: No toilet play of any kind. If you're going to try to rape her, don't do it just to satisfy a kink, either. Make it a good story.