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Calling Parah nomadic would be an understatement. Nothing about her is bound to a place in the slightest and as such she feels, no needs, to move to experience the freedom that comes from not having the anchor of a single home around her neck. But it isn't just her body and mind that she tries to keep free and unbound. Parah let's herself say whatever comes to her mind in the moment. Completely unfiltered and almost speaking as though she is letting whatever train of thought have full rein for the moment it takes to get it out. Parah is a chatterbox. Talking at length about anything and everything so long as it is remotely relevant. Insulting, complimenting, flirting, what have you? All freely slipping past her lips as easily as if she were asked what her name was. She gets stares sometimes both from that and, well, her's is a presence that can be easy to notice but to put it simply? She doesn't care in the slightest. No, to Parah the only thing she cares about is chasing that next great proverbial (or possibly literal) high that comes with visiting a new place, a tryst with a woman who she has no intentions of ever seeing again and might even stop thinking about the instant she's out of sight, to the ever expanding realm of thoughts, ideas, and possibilities that might comes from a really good night in some club somewhere. Nothing matters to Parah except the next night. In a way she seems more constantly running from the fear of settling down and everything falling around her rather than she seems to be chasing anything. As though if she stopped for too long that might be the end. To her? Living in the moment is flawed, impossible even, a fleeting second that seems to not even exist if that. However while she might be intent on always moving forward? She doesn't seem to think much about the future ahead. Instead she is just letting things happen as they may and to her? That personal philosophy hasn't let her down yet.