Luciya was once a girl with wavy hair of rich brunette, her skin milk white and flawless. Ah, but now, as a wolf she has taken on a new coloration. Something similar to her sister but all her own, and so close to a creature she held so dear to her heart.
Tones of soft russian blue, in various shades, grace her rather delicate frame. Her long legs are coated in the softest of this color, as well as her underbelly. The darkest graces her head, covering her ears, skull, neck, and even down her nose. Her toes lightly dipped in this paint, as is the tip of her long flowing tail.
Her eyes, the only thing she retained from her old life. Usually full of wonder and warmth, they hold the color of rich melted caramel speckles with bits of chocolatearound the irises.
Luciya usually carries a small black leather pouch, inside are metal dragon scales. These are made of metal and are not real dragon scales but she believes they are and will tell others as such. They are very close to the color of her fur. These metal scale hold no magical properties nor help her with anything but memories and are a prized possession!