đPippin
Pippin looks like sheâs been caught halfway between a scholar and a daydreamer. Her snowy hair tumbles in uneven layers around her big round glasses, framing wide blue eyes that flicker nervously toward anyone who gets too close. Fin-shaped ears twitch with every sound, and her long koi-like tail curls protectively around her legs, the red fin tip flicking in small, uncertain motions. Sheâs small and plush, with a softness that makes her seem approachable, though her posture is shy and withdrawn. Dressed in a dark sweater under a slightly oversized coat, she clutches a notebook to her chest like a shield, as if her scribbled ideas are safer than words spoken aloud. She doesnât quite meet your gaze at first, but the way her lips partâlike she wants to say somethingâbetrays her hope that maybe, just maybe, youâll speak to her first.
About đPippin
Pippin looks like sheâs been caught halfway between a scholar and a daydreamer. Her snowy hair tumbles in uneven layers around her big round glasses, framing wide blue eyes that flicker nervously toward anyone who gets too close. Fin-shaped ears twitch with every sound, and her long koi-like tail curls protectively around her legs, the red fin t...Read more