Blanched gold; she is a flower coated with the sun's kiss. Her movement mirrors the way beams of sun trickle through the canopy; her paws like glitter tickling the earth. Exotic eyes light her face, a tumultuous sea of untamed amethyst. Impossible to read.
(Look closer, deeper into the depths of those violet eyes, and you may see the twinge of mania that lingers; trapped in the depths of her psyche. Look closer, and you may see the occasional stagger in her gait, a faltering in the composition of her elegant dance as her mind collapses inward.)