What might you say, about this one? Short, tall, sleek, slick, you may choose for yourself. She was indeed what you might call different, but she was special in a way, that no one would understand. She was-well...her. Light blue eyes, long light-brown hair, kind spirit, yet almost always outside, in the woods. Drapped over her body, was a long light green cloak, and hood. A bow and quiver, stood apon her shoulder. Outside, is where you would find her, but home is where you would not get her. Pointed ears, is what she had, which must be strange to people like you. Only because she wasn't a person like you. Everybody she knew had pointed ears.