Built similarly to her mother, Aurelia is a waifish slip of a wolf whose petite stature belies her true cunning and sharp wit. Her sage-green eyes are piercing and betray little, as if one were looking at a sprawling forest from high above where only the tops of its densely-packed trees could be seen, concealing the riches that lay within.
She walks lightly and with purpose, her delicate paws rarely disturbing the earth in such a way as to make noise. Every movement is calculated, precise, perfect; swathed in a luxurious robe of shining silver and ashen coal, her carriage speaks of a lady with a sharp tongue and a means to use it.
Personality
Hard-working and single-minded in her pursuit of what she deems to be 'success', she strives for mastery in all things, feeling it the only way to have some semblance of control amid the chaos of daily life. She particularly enjoys difficult tasks such as fishing and bird-hunting, both of which require enormous patience and a great degree of technical skill to pull off. Nothing satisfies her more than learning something new and being able to apply its use elsewhere; however, this insatiable urge to 'do well' often comes at the expense of more personal relationships.
That is not to say she doesn't care for her family and friends - she is fiercely loyal and protective of those within her inner circle, which in part helps fuel her drive to always do more, to learn more, to push more. She often views her other siblings as lazy and unproductive, but she would nevertheless defend them to the death if it came down to it.