This grem is rather tall, standing at around 6". Her form is lean, svelt, but not 'skinny' (bones don't show through). She's also covered in a thick coat of fur which fills out her shape and, when well groomed, gives her the appearance of a life-sized plush doll. Her traits include:

Ears: Long, Fluff

Neck: Ear Fluff

Tail: Brush

Her dominant blood is red, and recessive blood is blue. She is very rarely seen without her small napsack (which houses a hand full of personal items).

For a Grem who once worked in the 'service' industry, she can come off as much too stoic and standoffish. She's a creature of very few words, and her mouth hardly ever opens at all. When she does talk, it's in as few syllables as she can manage. Even her body language, while confident, is quiet and reserved, which leaves her eyes to do almost all of the emoting.

Despite having a rather chilly outwardly demeanor, her heart is very warm. It's not intentional that she comes off as distant or guarded. Upon spending any amount of time with her, it becomes clear that she cares deeply about the people she surrounds herself with, and she probably even likes you too! It's just a very slow burning warmth, rather than an immediate and overwhelming sort.

Her name is Transient! Ansi for short.

However, this isn't the name her master gave her. That name is long forgotten.

In the past, she had worked for a rather posh nightclub. She belonged to its owner, a wealthy man with a love for gambling. It wasn't one bad instance that broke him, but rather a series of poor bets over a year of usually bad luck. He had lost well beyond his limit, and continued to dig the hole deeper in desperate effort to get it all back. Until finally, he had nothing left.

They took everything; his money, his house, the club, and... his Grems. By will of the so called "repo" men, Ansi was fated to fight in the underground. When she would not go willingly, they made a move to take her by force. They would have succeeded, too--if not for the violent efforts of another Grem who took them by complete surprise. As that struggle ensued, Ansi seized the opportunity to run as quickly and as far away as her legs could carry her.

And she has never stopped.

Her life now is spent traveling from city to city. Her home, she figures, was never a place--but a moment in time. And so, she makes no effort to search for it. Ansi is perfectly content, traveling alone as a constant stranger in a foreign place. However, it seems she has the uncanny ability to attract other riff-raff and fellow transients, and when she travels alone it's never for very long.