|Novice sketch artist and engineer. Expert person.|
My MuseMy muse is a powerful being. She's generally able to fit in my palm, although lately she's been appearing as though she's six feet tall.My Muse by Azibel
I don't know her name. She's never told me.
When I see her, she has wings, gigantic, white and beautiful. Almost angelic. Her personality, however....not so much. She seems to like standing over me with a gigantic club and commanding me to WRITE. The last time she did, it was three in the morning and I just glared at her angrily. Then she hit me with a notebook and I WROTE.
She's got long greyish-blue hair, though occasionally she changes it to black. She's a Metamorphagus, like Tonks. Her eyes are a vibrant and icy blue, when she's mad they're absolutely glacial. She's quite experienced with angry glares and just giving you the feeling that you're frozen. I get them a lot.
She's slim and light. Kinda like me I guess, but she's way prettier. She's graceful, but not always. A few months ago she was turning to poof herself back to wherever