Female, very. Neither boyish nor overblown. Nearly white hair bound to lay against her back in a wrist thick, hip length braid. Frosted amethyst eyes most often showing warmth and an imp's delight. There was most often at least the hint of a smile touching the edges of full lips left nude. Whether in beat to hell Docs and denim, or knee high boots and leather, she was comfortable with herself, the world around her, and her place in it. A bundle of energy more often than not, she rarely settled for something as simple as "walking". More complicated than she thought, and more simple than she seemed. Thorn was, well she was Real.
Butcher, baker, candlestick maker. Lingerie model for Silverblood Lines (Thorns of Lust), inspiration for a lovely, biting ninety-five proof bourbon with wild flower notes, and the bottle it sells in (Redneck Reserve), model for Liquid Heat, Tiger, Instructor at Bristle Crios in Culinary Arts, and a couple other courses that may, or may not, be thinly veiled excuses for adventures, founder of Dream Chasing. The rest are many and varied.