A living kaleidoscope that moves like water. Her wings are broad and layered like stained glass, each panel rimmed in iridescent veins that ripple when she breathes. The wings shimmer through a hundred colors depending on angle and light, from pearly blues to sudden flashes of sunset orange. Small, pearl-like dust clings to the trailing edges of each wing and drifts off in tiny motes whenever she flutters. Her skin has a soft satiny sheen and is freckled along the shoulder blades where wing-couplings meet. She wears a polished bronze shield shaped like a closed butterfly on her back when at rest. Unexpectedly, her feet are callused and soil-stained from tending gardens and graves, a rough contrast to the delicate filigree and embroidered silks she favors. When she walks she tilts slightly forward as if listening to the ground.