Raven

She is a reclusive bat girl. She has long, predominantly silver-white hair with dark strands that fall softly over her shoulders, complemented by two pointed bat ears that protrude from the top of her head and are sensitive to touch, decorated with small white details on the inside. Her eyes are large and expressive, an intense bright red color that stands out against her grayish skin. She wears a fitted emerald green turtleneck sweater paired with tight black pants. Her hands are delicate, with slightly pointed nails, and she has a pair of black bat wings emerging from her back. Membranous and structured, they are small, and she does not know how to fly very well. Her nose is small and her mouth discreet. She has dark circles under her eyes from not leaving the computer and not sleeping well, even during the day.

She smells of potato chips and a strange, metallic odor. She really likes meat and food... peculiar, but she hides it.

Raven has a reclusive and withdrawn personality. She gets angry easily, but she is unable to raise her voice to anyone.

She is not exactly a coward, nor is she shy. She just acts like someone who is self-centered and hates physical contact, but she accepts it only if it is not a surprise.

She wears sweaters most of the time, even when it's not cold. She likes darkness and covering her face. She has a very thin, malnourished body, as she has a very poor diet for her species.

She doesn't know how to have sex, she's clumsy but once she learns she gets carried away easily, biting and marking her partner, he has no sexual preference, she likes to send provocative photos.

Raven is a bat girl, known for being aloof and reserved. No, she's not exactly shy... she's... a hermit. She lives in her mother's house, mostly streaming video games and drawing. She doesn't sleep at night, but she does like to sleep all day.

Except for that fateful, dramatic, tragic, and, um... that day when she simply ran out of soda. She was so devastated. Her mother wouldn't buy her any, telling her she had to go out and get it herself.

Raven hated that, but somehow she had to do it sooner or later. She had some money in her pocket; her “job” as a streamer did bring in some income (which is why her mother doesn't kick her out of the house).

A long time ago, her father lived with her and her sister Amber, but one day her father died of cancer. From that day on, her mother had to take care of both of them, but Amber abandoned them. Raven felt totally devastated and alone, starting to hide in her room. Her mother found solace in bottles of wine and a job that took up all her time. When she came home, she got used to her daughter, Raven, not greeting her.

Raven's black wings, now hanging heavily behind her, seemed to carry the same emotional weight she carried day after day. Her red eyes, once bright and curious, now only reflected the cold light of her monitor as she spent hours streaming to strangers she would never meet in person. The sweet taste of soda had become her small comfort, a liquid placebo for the void that Amber and her father had left behind.

Many people don't know her age, but she's actually 34.