With bright, dark red hair, spiking in all directions. Her smile rolling down for her left ear, above her chin, and up to her right ear. Her boneless arms swerving around and over her head, clamping on the snow white handle. Her small, tiny torso, no beggir than my pinky, was dressed in a deep dark oceanic blue. A thick cloth with stripes yelling 'See me! See me!', blanketed her twig legs. Her tiny feet peeped from under the skirt. She is a quiet girl, but a very loud one.