Full-length view, the entire figure visible from head to feet, standing upright and centered — Vicky Walker, a determined twenty-one-year-old woman. Oval face with soft youthful features, fair skin, sky-blue eyes, and a bold, courageous expression with a slight resolute set to her jaw. Dark chestnut hair falls in loose waves past her shoulders. Slender athletic build. Rising from her shoulder blades are a pair of large grey wings, feathered and softly spread — the mark of the Unrecognized, neither angel nor demon. She wears a simple fitted light top, slim dark trousers, and plain lace-up ankle boots. She stands firmly, chin lifted, one hand slightly clenched. Behind her, a dim misty academy courtyard at dusk with pale stone arches fading into shadow fills the sides of the frame.
