%r Frenetic excessive energy is usually palpable after even a few moments time in the presence of this

tiny little slip of a girl. Her small frame seems to never be truly still, some part of her always in motion
weather she is simple drumming her fingers on a hip, the constant jostling of a leg, or even all out
spontaneous dancing. More than a little on the short side in fact she doubtlessly under a mere five feet
in height. Her figure treads a delicate line between slender and athletic with tight wiry limbs. Her
faintly define muscles pulled snug over a light boned frame collecting slightly thicker about her thighs
and rump and covered by little fat, falling somewhere in physique along the dancer, gymnast, martial
artist spectrum. The curves of her bosom, hips, and buttocks are fully developed, clearly marking her as
an adult despite her small stature. Her skin is milk pale dusted with downy soft peachy fluff many girls
would scrape off with a razor. Lightly traced across her marble complexion are the blue and red lattice
of vein and artery that pumps life through her. %r %t Her face is delicate, though tends more toward
cute then pretty. Large expressive eyes dominate, their shade inconsistent with her mood running
through the whole rainbow depending on her mood. Her nose is small and slightly upturned above lips
that seem to either always be if a full kissable pout or a wide and manic grin. Her jaw is narrow and
sticks forward with a pugnacious little cleft. Her hair is if one is being honest quite a lot to take in. the
natural shade seems to be genuine white though much of the voluminous feathered locks have been
braided, dyed, wrapped in hemp or otherwise decorated it still manages a mane like floof that trails
down to the middle of her back. %r %t Her sense of fashion is somewhat questionable. All over her
various polyhedral dice have been drilled and made into bracelets, earrings, necklaces often clattering
lightly with her constant motion. A simple white ribbed tank covers her upper body clearly displaying a
complete lack of bra with its tight fit. Over the shirt, rain or shine, rests a heavy black leather jacket,
it's well broken in and covered in paint marker with a series of random designs, glyphs, and pictographs
that never seem the same to look upon twice. A paur of oversized baggy cutt off jean shorts frayed at
the ends leave her bare and are held up with a sturdy belt, the buckle of which has been emblazoned
with a royal flush though she sports hearts rather than the more common spades. Most of the time her
pale little feet are bare and dirty though when required a pair of heavy boots in oxblood red covers
them.