Appearance

Like her grandmother, Brandy Valentine is cloaked in various striking shades of rust, copper, flame and otherwise ginger as they come from head to tail. This tawny fire is broken by the frosting of heavy silver inherited from her father from the back of her neck, across the shoulders, and down to her hips. Four silver-almost-white stockings complete the pretty girls charming appearance, coupled with an icy pair of eyes she also took from her father.

At her full height, she'll only reach 22 inches tall; a runt despite being an only child, naturally thin and wispy. Building some muscle as she ages, but built for speed, stamina, and maneuverability.

Personality

Innocent, hard-working, bubbly, positive, as fiery as her fur.

The kid that parkours in the house, probably breaks half the shit, and has no off switch. Think throwing a bouncy ball as hard as you can at the floor: It hits every wall 10 times, kills a small child, maims a cat, breaks 3 coffee mugs and causes the next three world wars.

Glass-half-full kind of girl, believes there's good in everyone and "evil" is a cry for help. A bit clumsy, but well-meaning and passionate. Doesn't usually think before she acts, somehow still alive.

Fire in every meaning of the word. Untamable, warm, fierce, stubborn. Doesn't accept defeat and wants nothing more than to be the hero of everyone's story.

History

Had a perfect family, once, but Dad was never happy and left when she was 4 months old. Mama was always happy, but she vanished barely a month later. Distraught at the idea someone had hurt her mother, Brandy begs someone to help her find her parents -- setting off from the group with Papa Obsidian to find, at least, Coral.

They wake up in the desert of Canis together, but a month later he, too, vanishes when she strays too far from his side chasing butterflies.