There are times when you see something move in the corner of your eyes, or when it's not quite enough light even with a flashlight or torch; but, most dismiss these without more thought. That's where she is found most often. A sleek raven with jet-black feathering and gleaming green eyes, she was raised and prepared to be shadow itself.
She acted as a scout and deliverer of messages in skirmishes in her small and isolated homeland. Able to shift herself, or objects through her at any moment or duration she was the perfect gatherer of intelligence. She can also dim light around her and project her own shadow in various ways as scare tactics.
Kiarra, now wanders the world after having helped end that long and tragic conflict, having been hailed a hero and savior for her part in it; however, she wants nothing more to do with that bloody past and instead chose to leave her battle-scarred lands to venture out and make something else of her gifts and life.
She is naturally reclusive and doesn't say or do much without first viewing others and taking in the surroundings, all flaws from her training and long years of lone hunting. That's not to say she will avoid speaking or interaction, but she will not be forthcoming about herself for a while to strangers.
Kiarra stands to five feet exactly, with a light frame with modest b-cup breasts, and a toned frame. Her anthro-body keeps in shape and is tougher than it looks, and though not as curvaceous as others, the twin black pinions on her back are lengthy and powerful with feathers that seem to absorb light around them. Her hair is long, parted at the middle to hang down either side of her face with to bangs hanging on either side of her face.
So if you see a shadow move quickly, or a light flicker, then think another moment on if you really saw something, or if it was simply a trick of shadows.