smirks, crossing arm* I'm the BlackFlame, Kylynn. If you've read my partner's story, A Sex Symbols Musings, you'll know exactly what I look like, however, I don't believe that you do. I'll start with my feet and work my way up to my hair.

I wear knee high, lace-up, raw-hide boots that are a nearly black-blue under dark denem flare jeans that hang low on my hips. I have a black middle aged belt that hands just as low on my endowed hips that bares a grey quiver of blue fletches, long arrows and a black poutch.

I wear a tight leather bodice that is of the same making and color as my boots that laces up the front with either a black or sky blue cord. Under the bodice I wear an indego undershirt with full sleeves and gathered wrists. This shirt does nothing to cover my endowed cleavege. A long bow is slung diagonally over my torso that is made of cherry wood.

My skin looks as though I only see as much sun as possible, but milky and not transparent. A small charm rests on my breast that is the wicca symbol of protection that is steel blue and hangs from a silver chain from around my neck. My face is round, yet heart-shaped when round pominate cheek bones. I have a pert nose that fits my face perfectly. My almond shaped eyes are of two colors, blue and silver. For any positive emotion I experince they turn silver, for any negative emotion my eyes are blue, with vareying shades between.

My forehead a broad with many worry lines that is covered by my massive main of dark flame red hair. A braid hangs from each temple with a curious long feather that caresses my cheek on the left side of my face with false sparks coming off of it when the wind blows. The rest of my red hair falls down my back in a soft wave that ends at my waist.

My disposition is that of fire. Passionate, lovely, dangerous, deadly. My mood affects fire easily, and if angered, I am likely to lash out at anyone or thing, but when contained, I am cheerful and dazzling. I am also as seductive as fire, and a sexuality that is worthy of fire alone. I truelly hope you never fall in love with me, for I will brun you...