Damira

Taking after her koi linage, the base of Damira's coat is white, with a few delicate splodges of grey on her face and shoulders. A large swathe of black covers most of her form, fading into a dark purple along the midsection of her back right down to the tip of her tail. Like her Grandmother, she has a charming pair of socks, except hers are black and found on her hindlimbs. One of her eyes is a silverish-purple, the other a dark black that blends into that side of her face. They're watchful and staring, though she tends to blink before it becomes entirely inappropriate. Just barely. She's every bit as pretty as you'd expect, with sweet girl next door features that don't entirely match her aloof demeanour.

Damira is small, but not worryingly so, and just about petite and as elegant as Ikigai before her. She moves with an air of grace and emphasises the point that it is effortless, but in reality like any skill it was learned through practice and observation; namely from watching her mother. Again like Ikigai, her fur is long and flowing, silky to the touch, adding to her etherial physique.

Damira is a watcher, she likes to sit back and watch things unfold, know things that others might miss. She doesn't really consider secrets to be blackmail material, nor does she see herself as a master manipulator, but if in knowing something she shouldn't gets under someone's skin? Well, what's wrong with finding a little pleasure in that, it's the little things that make Damira happy. She savours small victories whilst she sits pretty in the shadows, a supporting cast character no one really pays too much attention to till she's made her move.

Despite her affection for her family and kin, it remains mostly untold. To claim that she is cold and unfeeling is understandable to a degree, her heart isn't shown on her sleeve and is instead bundled up beneath several layers of cloth. Hidden but there nonetheless. Perhaps it's something in her blood, a throwback to her emotionally stunted grandsire, or maybe she's just a good actress. Who can say, she won't either way. Regardless, acts of service are her love language. She pulls her weight in her own way and will make herself scarce if asked to do something she deems unworthy. Like her Father, she's not particularly entrenched in her family's cultural ideals, just plays along enough to not get slapped on the wrist, or worse.