Blissfully average in appearance, with distinct earthy tones. A soft burnt umber accompanies a dusky brown and vivid cream that blankets her neck and shoulders as well as the extra long fur along her belly and legs. Her eyes are a dark hazel, greener on the outside and brownish closer to the pupil. She adorns herself in raven feathers and flowers frequently.
Soft-spoken, morally gray, impulsive and bold, though doesn't often appear like she takes risks, follows her emotions but is outwardly stoic, has a great deal of empathy but struggles to channel it correctly, not blind to the cruelties of the world and accepts it as part of nature.
Vesta is unsure of what came before. All she knows is waking up here, some time ago, desperate and searching for glimpses of the past that can tell her who she was.